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[verse 1]
So it was friday nigh---no, SATURDAY night, at the bar
and i seen this lady, maaaaan
she was sitting with somebody but she noticed me notice her, so i let her know with a wave of hand accompanied with a couple bottles of suds i mad my man take over to her table
and she was watching me close, blowin out smoke, while i jammed on the stage with the Zephaniah band
Lookin like a 'hot-dayum' on fire, with a look of desire glaring at me over mirror lenses
and i noticed with every glance and missed chance to slow dance, she looked a little more intense
We tore it up, a couple of encore's and a little more, then we had to git up outta there
but, walking over to me slow when i was headed for the door, here come Ms. Ladyma'am...

[chorus]
she said to me, real slick, with a 'come and get it' lookin her eye, smiled, "Hey man, i was feeling like you were feeling me feeling you and i kinda get the feeling that if we were in another place, in another time with some space to unwind we could get down. I got a man but i'd be lying if i said---"
that's when i took her hand and said, "Sshhhhhh, Ms. Ladyma'am.... Baby, you gotta understand, i'm a well known rolling stone... just a simple man.
I ain't tryna get get tied down or tied up, or handcuffe--maybe a little sumthin. But i don't get hung out to dry, or sprung, or ready to die for nobody, be nobody's babydaddy, man.
I only kick it with the baddest of the bad--must be my lucky day, that's YOU Ms.Ladyma'am."

[verse 2]
So my man Flyy Tyy found an after party for the band to attend--the place was jumpin!
I had me a rum & coke, Flyy Tyy had a smoke, B. Slikk had him a little juice & gin.
All the shorties was clocking us, and we was watching them watch us like they wasn't watching.
I'm like, "I'm tired, i'm 'bout to raise up, but right quick though, yo fam, I'mma go hit the can."
As the bass kicked in and the black-lights dimmed i stopped and grinned from someone whispering.
I felt a tickle in my ear, and the scent i recognized, and linked eyes with Ms. Ladyma'am
She said, "I was hoping i would see you. I was thinking 'bout me and thinking 'bout you and i was thinking we could find some place to be?"
I said, "take my hand, i'm yours Ms.Ladyma'am."

[chorus]
she said to me, real slick, with a 'come and get it' lookin her eye, smiled, "Hey man, i was feeling like you were feeling me feeling you and i kinda get the feeling that if we were in another place, in another time with some space to unwind we could get down. I got a man but i'd be lying if i said---"
that's when i took her hand and said, "Sshhhhhh, Ms. Ladyma'am.... Baby, you gotta understand, i'm a well known rolling stone... just a simple man.
I ain't tryna get get tied down or tied up, or handcuffe--maybe a little sumthin ;) .
But i don't get hung out to dry, or sprung, or ready to die for nobody, be nobody's babydaddy,, man.
I only kick it with the baddest of the bad--must be my lucky day, that's YOU Ms.Ladyma'am."

[verse 3]
So we flying, midnight, ocean side
in a 75mph or something... doing 'bout a 110mph
breeze blowing, pumping Tupac "WHO DO YOU BELIEVE IN?" cruising, talking, grooving
when she said, "Hey man, see that place up on the hill? That's my place. C'mon, lets go in."
She fixed a little drink...
took a littler tour...
sipped a little more...
then we hit the floor.... it was something.
I noticed that her eyes looked lighter, but her style got darker when she flashed a little fang
then i laughed in the camera and laid back like, "Well... i diggs a vamp chick now and then.."
but she's reaching for a knife and a flask,
and asking something about a 'sacrificial lamb'--
I'm like, "Woah man!?"
Just then, her fiend, Mr. Muscleman pick RIGHT THEN to come and bust in with a chrome 16 gauge (or pump?) like, "I GOT CHA!!!" --then he started dumping...... (continued at www.facebook.com/littlebyrdmeh )

Ms. Ladyma'am

10 Little Byrd - MsLadymaam

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[the frickin words]
well it seems like time to fly
but i can't find a-way
thought that was the last time i'd die
but, well.... here we go again
deep in circles of flames and smoke we spin and spend our time and cash 'till seeing sunrise is sin

as bitter best plans lay waste to our better judgments ways, we're strugglin' to struggle on to some slipping away better daze
and as your name is called on the hit list and the shots ring out... it's time to motivate.

All the memories overflow here on this sinking ship...
all the wasted nights, streaks and lights...
and all the dust and the glitz...
all the loves gain and lost, and the crosses, too,
through fingertips the pictures slip

i rise as smoke and kiss the dawn goodbye,
fly out into the red
as fallen angels scream, "Baby please, baby don't leave"
ha, baby i gotta git
some cry, some scream and kick when it's time to roll out
i flip appendages and split

trudging along through the fire and mud
and the crap that held me down
looking at all these footprints and skeletons here in this ground
look ahead at the desert and mirage i'm running to
away from nothing but my funeral

Baby i'm coming home
when the bags hit the floor i'll hold you tight
and we can get lost in cars blowing by
each others eyes,
the sunrise... the moon and the stars at night
I got a bunch of ill to kill,
smile, I'll be alright
but if i die,
Angel,
i'll check you on the flip side
(get on and motivate girl...)

motivate

09 Little Byrd - Motivate

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[verse 1:]
there's a lot of shit down here
it pays no mind
but up there you float on white lines
cutting the waight (weight & wait, not a typo)
always brighter than grounded
--it's how we're wired
but i haven't forgotten how not to fly

[chorus]
but ok skye, i'm coming up
sending clouds your way
me ripping through me
ok skye
please don't fall for us
kiss my ass goodbye

[verse 2:]
tut tut, smells like rain again
please don't fall for us
and i pity the fool who knows more than nothing to gain
feel your hand blowing through mine
I'm ready to lift off
but the shadows of my kind are not so kind

[chorus]
but ok skye, i'm coming up
sending clouds your way
me ripping through me
ok skye,
please don't fall for us
kiss my ass goodbye


Ok Skye, Ok (mix #2)

08 Little Byrd - Ok Skye Ok (Mix2)

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This is the interlude version. There's another version with the words to the song in it. The words came to me first actually, in the bathroom of all places. There was just a little piece "She's sponsored by the vermin..." i kept singing over and over in my head, and i was going to do a rap for it but after i did the guitar part, trying to feel it out, it just made sense to make a "song" song. And then hearing the guitar it felt like it's own thing. I still put the words on top though, but that's why there are two different versions (of the same frickin thing.)

Vonia (interlude)

07 Little Byrd - Vonia (interlude)

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[verse 1]
cranking up the volume till i'm blown away
past the roof and sirens to some other place
residing in the silence of this getaway
no matter how chaotic reality is.. it fades away
here i sit, trying not to shake
as my life slowly dissipates
surrounded till drowning in senselessness i stray
from the smiles of younger dayz
searching for something to replace...

i'm needing something more
growing restless now
feels like nothing's gonna hold me down
from the suburbs to the pissy heartless grit downtown
under streetlights and bars and acoustic sounds i lay
felt both the beast in me and humanity
at war, forever torn unless i drift aimlessly
pointing me to time killers and destiny
while the smile of younger dayz seem to be
more and more a dream

[bridge]
missing the hold of distractions and addictions
the depth of my prayers
pain and power positions
seems i'm drifting, spinning
no more the innocence when young
who am i to become to survive
this ain't living, story of my life
joined by smiles and dev'lish grins to kill time
trying to find and free me
find a dream
round and round it goes
and at the end
here i am again

(that was my moms acoustic guitar through the whole song. The bass is just me playing the bass string. this was before i had a guitar. i still haven't learned to play one, i just try to get the sound out that i want.)

[verse 2]
cranking up the volume till i'm blown away
past the roof and sirens to some other place
residing in the silence of this getaway
no matter how chaotic reality is... it fades away
here i sit, trying not to shake
as my life slowly dissipates
surrounded till drowning in senselessness i stray
from the smiles of younger dayz
searching for something to replace...

(this is my favorite part)
i need some room to breathe and be me
and so i disappear tonight
seems recently i've been kinda less inclined to sleep but more deceased
no matter how hard i try--- can't seem to be me
so if you feel you're up to running wild
you've got my number plus we share a style
sometimes to live you gotta go outside of the smiles of your younger dayz
searching for us in this place

younger dayz

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[intro]
(humming and) "did you know 1,2,3,4,5 = 15? haha, true story

[verse1]
i wrote these words trippin while sippin on sunny d
cause the beer was all gone and i gotta be watching my pee
cause i got an interview for potential slavery
to be stamping out clay bricks to build a bridge to free
a mockery is money, which makes dark of reality
its an art to scraping by but to thrive is a masterpiece
do i master the beast in me or let 'em run free?
am i a "work in progress" or what i was meant to be?
"why" is the realest question, the answer's in complete
keeps changing the world's changing the times' changing me
the lines have all been drawn, and the song is sweet on repeat--
"any friend of my enemy is an enemy to me"
the problem is the problems all exist as normalcy
deception is the second biggest game up in this piece
of endless peace
distracting as the nothing ignoring me
cause ignorance of idle hands is blisters bending seeds

[hook]
all i think about is dying and seeing you smiling
world is swallowing my soul but i'm still trying
don't know why most times but still we both survive
even when we don't want it
circles of falling, flying
the stage is in stages
where the spotlights keep me blinded
and the chains we gain help us to maintain
while we curse and kill the answers sent before crying
an infinite loop of energy dividing
multiplying to one

[verse 2]
we're running in circles, an exercise in killing time
a blessing to have a brain and soul to make your mind
the spirit is just a drug, hits harder in half the time
but the sex and bio excrement transform robots to prime
there's examples of how ample the supply of potent lies
that vibrate the most steady of vibes and pierces the i's
and most won't realize their either blind or still confined
in comfortable ties until they've died a couple times
take one step ahead of your time and time blows your mind
how understanding it all to be so small then you unwind
we're all a whirlwind of sin enlightening by divine
just visions of perfection seeking where there's none to find
the truth is that there is no sin, just that we're ignorant
just Gods being, angels torn, distracted being kids
to sort itself out, find the "why" that it exists
its why we are how we are
it's all the same shit

[hook]
all i think about is dying and seeing you smiling
world is swallowing my soul but i'm still trying
don't know why most times but still we both survive
even when we don't want it
circles of falling, flying
the stage is in stages
where the spotlights keep me blinded
and the chains we gain help us to maintain
while we curse and kill the answers sent before crying
an infinite loop of energy dividing
multiplying to one

where my mind go

05 Little Byrd - Where My Mind Go

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the song is called "Bleached Golden Blue" because that's what i saw when i heard it while making it. if you don't understand that, it's the color in the clouds in the picture and the feel of them rolling in silence above, all around, and all through you. if you could inhale that energy and color and let it vibrate in you while exploding into freedom, whatever is freedom for you... that's what this song is about.

bleached golden blue

04 Little Byrd - Bleached Golden Blue

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the song is pretty simple. i wanted something simple. i was tired of thinking and being. the more words the more you get pulled into thinking and being. fuck that. "minimal. and from the heart and gut and soul. I want to not be here." that's this song. Played the guitar and everything else. It felt good to get out and dance in. But... i'm still here. Meh. Fuck it.

You reading this. How is your day so far?)
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[lyrics:]
i feel me fading
into the nite lites
above this strange world
this krazy life
the gravity won't take me
i'm too high
above the clouds and
the lite lights

and i'm going away
if you need me, stay with me
and we can leave this place
and go into the lite lites
all wide open spaces

nite lites

03 Little Byrd - Night Lites

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[intro:]
...cause sooner or later it all comes down to the end..
...cause sooner or later its all coming down to the end..

[verse 1:]
tired of this shit i never asked for
...nowhere to run
like vader like son-tsu-- fuck it
why "you"?
smoke... cause time lives on mind borrowed
that, unanalyzed, would be ...free
in de-light-fully
judgment's as fake as God dreaming about you now-- don't rock the boat
being is bigger than human, infinitely
yet...
infinity keeps being a busy b** buzzed on a vibe..
of... simplicities of the humanity ride
if only it would love itself as it was designed
understand
hopefully you get me before i get got
if not, consequence is none to me
dollars and sense pimped

i'm exempt from profit hood
pulled over wolves in ghettos
i am to "oh shit!" as you are to "hahah--dafuq?!" (smh)
big manhood
complex
residence
check
bounce
insanity
that was as poetically fucked up as "fuck it"
i'm a diacidal string theory in a land of puppets
...heart songs got me strung along

[hook:]
...cause sooner or later its all coming down to the end..
down to the end of the parting vibe
part uno-momento
this seconds purpose? dispensing euphoria from a box black locked itself in.....
((...cause sooner or later its all coming down to the end..))
...for it's own protection for, from, and of it's self
maybe... maybe i'm in the process of over-doping
......cause sooner or later its all coming down to the end..

[verse 2:]
if you love your self we can talk
... if you know how to talk...
but you gotta know how to shut the fuck up
and dig playstation
if you can do that and breathe human?
hey, you can stay
and if you can do God like do me like you do you
i can respect you
we're both killers and liars and hustlers just perfect
and if you can double shut the fuck up
and play chess and instruments?!
i got a ring of fire for you..
cook on top of that?!
with them mirror aviators and hoop earrings
shell-tops with that chinese dress and kangols??!!
THATS BULLETS!
your my bestie and i bet you got someone
everything is on a time limit
make the most light of it now
and do you happily to the point of clarity
understand
Claire Huxtables
with the same sweet beat as Denise
cheat if it's your truth
but be honest and it ain't cheating
I'll forgive 'cause i'm bigger than skin and know "better"
human keeps falling
a part
because of the "god" side
keeps claiming
opening one eye
then crucifying
--if you're that?
fuck me and shut the fuck up

...cause sooner or later its all coming down to the end..

bludrunzowt

02 Little Byrd - Bludrunzowt

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verse 1:
Real talk...
why the fuck you got a mic?

what's so fuckin special or important about your life
that you gotta write,
put in studio time,
and look up phrases for your situation,
who gives a fuck?

fear at the core of lacking 1 of 3 things
love, grounded being, or understanding
back words whichever way
now you're writing away
for some "better" way
while around your way
nothing.. fucking.. changes

Social media making your neighbor hood stranger
slavery game got you prey praying for salvation
in a perfect world where ego's crave hell to complain
might as well cash out crying bull shit in the rap game

no--wait...
you're "Conscious" and all about "the light"?
and the world family universal mind, right?
so you write...
about plight (....with no solutions)
mention: "revolution", "die", the colors black or red
drop the beat or live band groove it...

Dude! Who the fuck are you?...
that you need a logo, or a contract, or a kru
or an image?
you don't exist. fuck your point of view
you're the same nothing as everyone and everything around you
BUT I'M supposed to pay YOU
for some WORDS YOU speak
which is YOU processing energy life gave YOU for FREE
so YOU can chain ME to a moment with YOUR VIBRATION
YOU'RE creating through YOUR WORDS cause YOU can't fix what YOU'RE facing?!

(just about every song ever)
"you're in love or you lost it
madd, or you HOT SON!!!
got knowledge to drop,
or you just sick of the cop guns
politics suck, you workin hard but ain't got nothing
or you thugged out, commercial, comical, cause you soft as a felt button
---and you're just bringing "something NEW" to the game?
everything about "your sound"... "ain't been done"...
...even though...
it's all made with the same equipment, the same notes, same language, same reaction to the same emotions, same questions, quotes, lost in the same moments, same drinks, same smokes, same prayers and deep strokes...
same God - body - earth - ninja - roPOT - vampire - commando - baddest - respectable - bitch - nigga - honkey - [whatever] -
AS THE LAST FORGOTTEN MOFO!!!!...

WHATDAFUQ?! WHY ARE YOU in MY EARS?
I'm rappin' so the need for all rap disappears
i want the world to shut the fuck up in peace
or JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP, so i don't kill you AND me

so really....
why the fuck YOU got a mic?!


Real Talk

01 Little Byrd - Real Talk

Hey, sorry it's been a min since i've checked in here. Busy over at The Zephaniah Chesterfield Project helping them get back into their thing. Same styles of music and mixing everything, maybe a little more on the rock side, or just instruments side, more blues, jazz, world, edm, house.... its a bunch of stuff. Anyways, for my stuff, and theirs (The Zephaniah Chesterfield Project) and two more projects (The Adventures of The Glitch of Glyphe' & Little BYrd) as well as (Jaiden Malone)... go to www.littlebyrd.bandcamp.com

everything there pretty much is "name your price/free".

Alberta From OutThere - The Zephaniah Chesterfield Project

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This is the soundcloud page for the album "MEH" by Little Byrd. This album was released here first. It's only available for donation because Byrd (me) doesn't see the point in charging you (life, the world, etc.) for energy, stories, inspiration, and words and feelings you gave me for free. If you'd like to donate to support, then ok, thank you very much. It's greatly appreciated. Share it with whoever you thinks needs to hear it. There is no "radio" version. It says what it needs to say. If you don't understand it, feel free to ask or check out www.facebook.com/littlebyrdmeh

There's way more stuff at that facebook link (www.facebook.com/littlebyrdmeh), and look out for more shows, music, posts, videos, etc. from The Adventures Of (TAO) with my boy The Glitch of Glyphe' and myself, and True Spitters. Also more from The Zephaniah Chesterfield Project, and Jaiden Malone. I'm in too many things. Look out for all of them.

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