this must be the best remix I've heard of this song

longing for something, I don't know what?

Legs

produced by https://soundcloud.com/atari-teenage-dystopia

diamond ear and immune to fear, i roll loads more roads than 
the ancient rome, get home, al getit al clean in a minute, geez a bit, fuck am just in, get thin please, the chicks willny take the dick, with ease, not with these, we shud hug the tree's, n get all lively n stand up tall, and by come fall we could own it all, but nah, don't think for a minute that av turned ma back, yi just, gota get in it to stab it in the back, so please, keep faith theres a light in me, reflect it, bring up yer vein, inject it. the second hand men are well shit, am not involved al rock it n stomp them all, i am the one with the sight all is embraced, i run more cliques than husain bolt runs races, i debate the fates of, the souls unplugged sniffin secret places. 
to gain hate is wreckless, but moves are made for the sake of vengence, cos pride takes stride in iss present tide, dnt hate the player the moon, the dark side. my lifes a bikeride. mr hoffman knows wt am talkin. jokin smokers lungs are coughin, the walrus will call the common, 
n paul is alive n talkin, 
the beatles, get creepy wi people, will shepard the sheeple, 
sargents peppers the sequel, on toppa the steeple, 
so take these steps 
n place these bets 
erode regrets 
behold 3 threats, 
am old, please, lets, 
get hold of the shadow dome n make silhouettes 
yi get anymore ket? 
this grooove that am feelin a dnt wantit ae end yet. 
the present is unkept, ahead of the sunet, the men are so dumb but the burds run the sun jets. 

yo, am on top of it, flows ther no stoppin it, 
roll it, vote solomon, hoes is gold proper it's, 
dope sodomy, wrote the show properly, 
holdin goats ontae me, tokin dope, honestly? 
yi little fuck am eyein up the writtens, a hold cold below am emitten the 7, 
a git ripped, giving, eleven star back to zeus, am doctor seuss, 
get loose wi russian high grade n juice, 

it's a brave new world, orwellian aliens alll 
insane in the brain but theyr winnin it, 
n al save u toruble, am pennin the game with 
live coverage, aim to take some of it, 
n it takes brain muscle, intellegence recognise, 
the levels am takin you to, supple, 
as the days grow muffled, remember to seperate, 
the part that is most least lovable,

worm66 track13: Utopian Epitaph

produced by https://soundcloud.com/b-sound-3

attempt mastery, confused by such flattery, break through to the zone. please don't hassle me; intentionally descended to levels of hell cause if you want to find the pearl you've got to break through at the shell. That's not to mention swimming through the depths of the sea, i jumped form a solid gold diving board, you get me? I took a countdown it was '1-2-3,' adn then i grasped hold of my nose, said 'aw here goes,' edging towards the edge of the board, legs beginning to twitch, one last look at past lifes loot; 'I'll miss you, bitch!' and then i jumped, stared into the screaming abyss, 'if this waters freezing i'm definitely taking a piss!!' but back to today, not long regained conciousness, reading through water proof notes to self reminding me why i done this, eternal thanks to those that tried to catch me, that fall was a long one, sorry if i splashed you. 

Discontent with being king of the cosmos people, his majesty wanted mastery of earthly evils, but down here he's but a new student it seems, studying ego politics and half arsed dreams x2 

And so although the secret to the gold is old and readily available to all of those willing to row into the zone of the moment and drop earthly attatchment, it seems that this method is seen as a tad bit naive in the face of modern circumstances, without a steady foundation then your dreams will collapse kids, and so i dropped a chaotic gate into a lower state to practice extraction from base metal substrate; discipline is the main vehicle here but a destructive one if wisdom isn't chosen to steer, and although your not gauranteed to pass your test first time well all you can do. is set a goal and try your best to follow it through, economic stability is something not everybodys blessed with, take it upon yourself to get this. disconnect your internet for 10 days son, and try and tell me that it's not the most productive thing you've ever done.

worm66 track12: The Fall Of Louis Cypher

produced by https://soundcloud.com/ekspress-beatz

you see Mr Savage, my special conditioning has allowed for all this, even though it's prohibited for everyone, for those of us who must ultimately guide other to do what is right; it is imperative to understand the lure of what is wrong. 

Black hand tactics, weight of the earth transit, art of war from way behind the door. The Chess peice takes step from the dark side of the moon, fourscore, there's no motion no more, the law of the one plus four, the star, the mans hand, the microcosm, microwave the once sacred land. 
To get in it is not just to win it but begin the descent to the hellbent, your terms spent, depressed dense cigar smoke the man toke, the accountant has spoke; "Crew cut you cunt," Individuality melts. Stripped of your medals and belts, play your position and know your place, this is a dark unspoken race. 

We're young men and we've learned to run again, the moves made from the dark are surfacing, the sheep dogs with the keys to fate, on an oath to Solomon x2 

Vacate the already vacant premisise, nemesis, swinging back around faith killing this, temper is steady and undercontrol; incharge of it, at my will i release the lock, rage hitting harder bitch. A jekyl and hyde is stepping in time to leave every other cunt dumbed down with insectacide, infected rhymes will test your mind, the sign of the crimes, a beast riddle; i keep fiddling folk with the underdog yolk, the dark egg, you've never seen a man with such hardened mind games, a rock steady and stronger foundationed domain of a man, insane is the plan, creating an apathy trap, last to laugh, fuck twiddle thumbs; i'm heating up obituary styled beats, capturing beelzeboth to work for higher powers i put reins on the scum fucks; the slaves mop the scum drops.

worm66 track10: Black Hand Steady

produced by https://soundcloud.com/atari-teenage-dystopia

two four eight most hate gate locked kate moss faith lost train run late no wait stop brain not on songs ready to go but lacking the flow it's like the pens going itself, i ghostwrite, yo, the most right and most tight voice in the game, insane in the brain, but the lame host the sane show, an angel, shows the gaurdian feather i remember the levels that they've put me on in charge of the weather, whatever, it's a long shot, fuck, a potluck, i'm not stuck anymore, greased the hinge of the door that before i couldn't get through, i met you, and you met me, and well? you see, i came with ease, and grease is the word, the seasons will turn, the easy people still waiting there turn for taking the burn, drum roll skull fuck ho's yes yo act two go ready to tear it i've made it the shaman amazing. i take deep breaths and swim lengths, and get up again, the journey is early the destination depends on you but you depend on me, a sticky situation you see? Such is duality, a black white whack wife "put that knife down! you've scared the kids!!" I'm taking hits. Albanians czech ukranian hit lists, i'm pissed with a sick click of misfits. So bust clouds, real fucking profound, the source of electro magnetical sounds, reptilian blood let me fill you in, we're living in birdcages cities man, you feel trapped and your only alabi is one level down and he's punching thinner fries, don't want to sound like a fucking sinner guy but drop the cause, it's a fucking million lies. to better the weather you better yourself, i fucking emptied my letter and emptied my shelf, i hold dark laws cause the truths a tragedy, i've been to the top, the cunts werent having me. a quick fix is innocent, it's cute, but you don't fuck about when your fucking willing to shoot. yo, grab the cunt, there he is there, we're gonna shout if your not willing to here. the fix isnt a dream, it's a discipline, i'm sick to the seems, puff the medicine, to maketh the cream is to polish the steeple and even your silly people are part of the silly sheeple, yeah your homies and your big brother too, it's a higher level of truth that i'm asking of you, yo get rid of the fuse, you got to take it steady, you might be raring but the planet earth isn't ready.

worm66 track9: King Of The Road

produced by https://soundcloud.com/atari-teenage-dystopia

Pick up the brand new flavour in your ear, and get locked down with the fear, at 21years yo my flows unfrozen, the fires locked down in the heart of the chosen ones, two's threethree's and the four, the owls up and he's knocking on your chamber door, so hit him with it cause he started this, and your kill dead mistaken if you think he ain't finishing it, illuminated ones in the scumpits, i took a face of rum to your guff tits, rough sex? magick! i'll take a Spell of that, 10 more levels in the mad hatter mad cat hat. 
You wanted one love? here's a one love goverment, just a bit of fun with a muff now juggle it; dulce et decorum est, novus ordos seclorum, yes, 
so checkit checkit checkit checkit out bitch, so whatsit whatsit whatsit all about bitch? twitch, till i step into the line of time, and bring back the agenda written in the Solomon bloodline, i'm rocking it just fine, ontop of my game, pains nothing but a tool to get control of the game; the lead must first be melted for the philosophers stone to get invented, ment it, if i said it, done it, rock it and fuck popped it, i've got nothing to lose and still your saying i lost it. A blind eye to those in the yellow nuclear submarine, who rage against the machine. 
So lets have a party and a ball til it's all went, The Process Church of the Final Judgment, the low cess pits of our time are jumping with more or less pips than a pint of pumpkins, i wrote down tips how to fight it; rough skinned, and i'm butting rough men, my backup ain't strictly the ascended masters, it's the cunts with the dogs drugs and oozi blasters, the blades and the bombs and the spies and the spraypaint and the 22's and the business ties. Jah Rastafari. I'll take a nailgun to your big flying high third eye, but fuck trying to fly, i'mma sink real low, oh, didn't you know? lets go, what are you two gonna do with mewtwo in the ratrace? send him to outerspace? to find another race, to control and defeat them all, it's the attack of the clones and theyr fucked up on tramadol. 

and this man he shall be a sign for the coming of the hour of the judgment time, so have no doubt about the hour and follow me, this is a straight way you see.

worm66 track6: Snake 43:61

A1. Tesco Bombers – Break The Ice At Parties
A2. Sara Goes Pop – Sexy Terrorist
A3. People In Control – When It’s War
A4. Nancy Sesay & The Melodaires – C’est Fab

B1. The Distributors – TV Me
B2. Dorothy – Softness
B3. Thomas Leer – Private Plane
B4. Visitors – Electric Heat

C1. The Murphy Federation – Fed Up Skank
C2. The Distributors – Never Never
C3. The Cro-tones – Tea Machine Dub
C4. Fatal Microbes – Violence Grows

D1. The Spunky Onions – How I Lost My Virginity
D2. The Fakes – Look Out
D3. The 012 – Meltdown Situation
D4. The Prats – Disco Pope

This is a compilation of 16 UK 7" singles recorded between 1978 and 1982, compiled by JD Twitch, that showcases the DIY spirit of those times. 

"If Punk was the nuclear detonation, the fallout that came after was where a lot of the most interesting music of that era was made. People who would never have thought to release a record before realised it was something they could do, and the end result was a DIY explosion. I've always loved music that doesn't try to fit in a particular genre, that is anti-canonical and doesn't care what else is going on in music at that time, that takes risks and is full of imagination and ideas that may or may not make any logical sense but that resulted in something unique, that ignores conventions about how a record SHOULD be produced and that was created simply because its creators felt the urge to express themselves and share the results with some other people. This compilation compiles 16 tracks that fulfil all those criteria. None of them had any success, most are (unjustly) obscure but every one of them has inspired me and would be in my ultimate 7" singles box." – JD Twitch.

This release has been a real labour of love involving tracing long-lost artists to far-flung corners of the globe, persuading them that the modern world needs to hear the music they made several decades ago, tracking down lost masters, lovingly restoring 7"s in the case of those where the masters were lost and then conceiving an elaborate package with detailed sleeve notes to house the double album package.

*NOTE - Due to legal problems with the original title a new version of the sleeve has had to be designed and manufactured. We still hope to make the original packaging available in a modified form but in the meantime this will be released in a gatefold sleeve with printed inner sleeves containing all the info and notes from the original.

The original 2 x LP vinyl edition was to come in a super deluxe package combining a double-sided black and white four x 12" panel sleeve, hand-folded into an LP sleeve with a colour insert containing colour photos of all the sleeves all inserted in a bespoke pvc wallet. The four x 12" panel sleeve contains sleeve notes and detailed overviews of each individual track by JD Twitch, and an introduction by New York's DIY expert Dan Selzer. Due to the huge amount of work involved putting the sleeve together, it would only ever exist in an edition of 500 copies. 

Release date October 30th 2015. Distribution by Kompakt.

Digital version contains 13 tracks.

Various - [Cease & Desist] DIY! (Cult classics from the Post-Punk era 1978 - 82)

Demo version of Space Oddity by David Bowie just for fun.  Done in the style of Ockum's Razor. http://www.ockumsrazor.bandcamp.com

Space Oddity by David Bowie in the style of Ockum's Razor

From the album 'Night Tides' (Unknown Pleasures Records) 
https://hausfraumusik.bandcamp.com/

Night Tides

Natalie Ann's Album

Dark Divine V.1

"Leave me alone, if you don't know me don't call my phone..."

Video coming soon!

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Sleepy Hollow

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Sleepy Hollow ~ Certified #SickHop Single ~ (Prod. Dub)

Wake up & realize you always had it in you. 
.....
Levitate | by Horizun | Prod. BNJMN 

**Lyrics Inscription** 

EVERYBODY..
Can float... If you get HIGH enough.  
(High, high enough, high enough....)

Levitate. 

I remember when everytime I failed
There was shame in it.
I didn't need a bully to beat myself up.
Promised life wouldnt lame ending.
Next galaxy where my aims at..

Make my mistakes now
No repeats allows.
Head is past the clouds
Here I meet the 0gs.

HOOK:

Ohhhhh
Now just look at me Levitate..
Now just look at me Levitate..
Yeah, yeah..
Ohhhh...
Now just look at me Levitate..
Now just look at me Levitate..

Verse II:
O.K. now.
Everytime I fail, no blame in it.
You're giving people power when you say
it's their fault.
Time for you to put a little brain in it.
I promise that you really do have full control.
If you never knew, now you know.
From here where you gonna go?
Positive vibes like gold.
Don't believe, look at me
Now, now, now, now.

Trust me, I was struggling too.
Ramen diet had to make due.
For your thoughts here's a little food.
The best, had the worst too.

When the world weighs you down.
Drown out the background.
Pilot your ship out.
You will meet the 0gs

HOOK:

Ohhhhh
Now just look at me Levitate..
Now just look at me Levitate..
Yeah, yeah..
Ohhhh...
Now just look at me Levitate..
Now just look at me Levitate..

Mastered by Austin Nix | Graphics by Scout | 2018

PRJCT: EVENT HORIZON

Levitate (Prod. BNJMN)

FREE DOWNLOAD!

Lyrics by the mudda-fuckin' Ninja and the one and only Yo-landi Vi$$er.

Music by Johnny Prophet

No Samples or Loops Were Used. This is all me. (Well, this is mostly Ninja and Yolandi with about 0.0000005% of me.)

Please accept my humble submission. 

I'm no DJ HI-TEK.

Die Antwoord - Dis iZ Why I'm Hot - (Zef Remix by [Johnny Prophet]) *FREE DOWNLOAD*

Synthesizers, loops and abstract beats.  These are a few of my favorite things?  I am a strange breed, other worldly, and a super freak.   Cold wave, minimal techno, electro abstract, avant- hard, hardcore techno, break core, IDM, EBM, Death Rock, punk Rock, New Wave,Dark Wave, Ambient, MiamiBootyBase, SpeedBase, Dub, RagaMuffin, Dubstep, Industrial, Noise, Experimental, world beat...did I forget anything?  Neophyte, for sure, and these are all my newly found treasures, that I have dug up from around the world.  One day I will produce some tracks again, until then, I will spend every minute listening to all the newly found gems!

Die Antwoord - Dis iZ Why I'm Hot - (Zef Remix by [Johnny Prophet]) FREE DOWNLOAD

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