House Is Not A Home (prod. luck)

Prod. by Layer One, VENKO @venkomode
Arranged by Layer One, VENKO @venkomode
Lyrics by 
BLNK @blnk0.0
Khundi Panda @cleanlawnchef
O'Domar @odomarofficial
Chillin Homie @chillinhomiethesavior
Donutman @namtunod
Mixed & Mastered by Errday Jinju (얼돼) @do_it_errday
Art Direction & Visualizer by @l0stisland

[BLNK]
stack it stack it stack it stack it up
내 마일리지 싸구려 옵션
oh 가득하지 cockroach
내려보지말아 난 여기선 rockstar

달란트는 회색깔 로직  oh
생선가시같은 파형을 love it.
까만 지하실에 갇힌 poet
respect respect ! parasite 

난 쌓지, 놈팽이의 profit
one more thing, 내가 즐기는 방식
oh yes, 인터넷  말이 다 맞지
뭐가 진짜네 가짜네 하며 이미 다 나왔지

고로 우린 전부다 out.
그리고 개미처럼 layer up.
블락 쌓기를 하던 랩퍼들 다
너네가 무너뜨려 버린거지 right?

[Khundi Panda]
뚫어보기 힘들어, 내 갑옷은 layered
좋은 소식이야 포기하렴 지퍼 채워
호재보다 희재,
new news for you
우유부단한 너 취향 뭔 개솔?
no f bout what you listen to.
못 따라해 내가 짓는 groove
layer 1, layer 2, layer 3rd
넌 비버 즉,
내 계획이 너무 짖궂군

layer up, layer one
layer up, layer one
layer up, layer one
layer up, layer one
재미없어?
넌 때려쳐

[O'Domar]
쌓아올려
내 상아탑 모두 목격
할수 있게 몰입해 쉴새가 없는 신세

파고 판 땅 밑에
얼마나 묻었더라 실패
I learned from my mistakes
흉내뿐인 필체와
미래에 대한 위태함
이란 지난날의 나란 시체가
나를 지탱하지

언제나 지폐가
자릴 잡지도 못한
홍대 지박령들을 유혹하니

최고보다 최초
근데 그것도 애초에
구글링으로 재롱
떠는 모나미 펜촉 그런 겐또로는

도저히 안서지 
내가 추구하는 정신
pro란 단어의 원리

높이보다 깊게
파고 판땅 밑에
쌓아올린 이 탑의 실체는
fuck y'all copycat

난 나의 뿌리를 의식해
'Wale'를 'Wale'로 발음하던 애는

빈지노가 적어놓은 오렌지색의 터널안을
지나 울컥하기도 했지만 MC의 철학은
때론 내게 총을 겨눴기에 마지막 비석위에
구름 한점 없이 쌓아올려진 탑의 경치는 열반 경지

[Chillin Homie]
그 경지에 오르기 위해 수도 없이 던진 
내 라임들이 깨버린 한계는 돈이 될수없지 
란 답을 얻고 단념 해 봐라 내 잔고 
날 뱀이라 불러도 난 더 해줄말이 없으니 다 닥쳐 
난 switch
lane 못돌아가지 밑에로 
원해 이십대에 성공을 
어제의 날 죽였어 
묻었어 물었어 이게 왜 반전 
더 잔인 해진 내 태돈 가면 썼고 벌어가 thounsand 
나도 변했어 
안가려 이제 내 식성 
뭉개볼까 한번 딕션도 바꼈다고 내 비젼 
말해 이 새꺄 비겁 하다고 내가 신경 
쓰나 이제 잊었어 난 그 passion 
오직 필요한건 보다 이쁜 fashion 
Layer one 
Layer up 
Layer what 
Just layer up

[Khundi Panda]
뚫어보기 힘들어, 내 갑옷은 layered
좋은 소식이야 포기하렴 지퍼 채워
호재보다 희재,
new news for you
우유부단한 너 취향 뭔 개솔?
no f bout what you listen to.
못 따라해 내가 짓는 groove
layer 1, layer 2, layer 3rd
넌 비버 즉,
내 계획이 너무 짖궂군

layer up, layer one
layer up, layer one
layer up, layer one
layer up, layer one
재미없어?
넌 때려쳐

[Donutman]
muhfuckin' rap game I'm back on my grind
달라진건 별로 없지만 난 계속 올라가
aye look at my bitch
look at my look at my look at my wrist
아직 아무것도 없지
오데마 피게 파텍 rollie

uh
yeah
everything is ok
다시 bring it back
랩머닌 minute made
과육 살려서 배달해
ah yeah
느낌을 아는 애 
배워 빠르게
진짜에게만 답문해
so many fakes 난 섞이기 싫어 튀기지마 똥물
하얀색 에어포스 1처럼 유지하는 나의 모습

ah yeah
you might not get it
ah yeah
you might not get it
ah yeah 
you might not get it

어차피 바보들한테는 무의미
yeah
다시 한단계
씩 쌓아올리네
like a layer cake
let's celebrate
it's time to toast
잔 위로 올려
가사 한 줄 한 줄이모여 바다가 됐어

and no matter what
man I do the most
사소한 것 하나까지 난 안놓쳐
깔아놓지 in the basement
여기다가 박아 내이름
한장 올리고 꿈꾸지 난
더 나은 내일을

yeah just
layer one
layer up
layer one
layer up
layer one
layer up
layer one
layer up

LAYER 最上階 (Feat. BLNK, Khundi Panda, O'Domar, Chillin Homie, Donutman)

Produced, arranged, mix and master by hLo(@hLo-64)
Music, Lyrics & Vocals: Hervé Louradour
French lyrics and English traduction below...

Cela fait dix ans que cette chanson sommeille dans un carton,
Un fragment de pensée, une esquisse d’émotion.
Aujourd’hui, je la sors de son cocon,
Pour lui donner des ailes, enfin, après tant d’attente.

Certaines paroles n’ont pas besoin de sens,
Elles viennent, comme un souffle, comme un instant.
Tout est parti d’une phrase, une seule, qui me hantait :
« Le Temps qui passe n’efface pas
Les traces, de l’absence des cadences,
Ni l’enfance.
Endormis, impuissants que nous sommes,
Nous, les Hommes. »

Les Papillons…
Ils me fascinent.
De la chenille fragile et prisonnière,
Émerge un être libre,
Qui craque sa chrysalide,
Déploie ses ailes et s’envole.

Leur vie est brève, à peine 15 jours,
De l’œuf à la lumière,
Un parallèle troublant,
Avec nos existences fragiles et fugaces.
Nous aussi,
Nous sommes des Papillons.

Lyrics ---------------------
COMME DES PAPILLONS:
Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces 
De l’absence des cadences 
Ni l’enfance
 Endormis impuissants que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’élimine pas les âmes 
Ni les blâmes 
Etonnés par les ombres que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Refrain (X2):
 Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’orée du jour

Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces
 Des désirs si tenaces
 Qui nous lassent
 Emportés par les vagues qui nous assomment 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’empêche pas l’errance
 De nos rêves 
Qui s’achèvent
 Décimés par nos guerres imbéciles  
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’Orée du jour

--------------------------------------------------
Ten years ago, this song lay dormant in a drawer,
A fragment of thought, a sketch of emotion.
Today, I release it from its cocoon,
To finally give it wings, after so much waiting.

Some words don’t need meaning,
They come like a breath, like a fleeting moment.
It all began with a single phrase, one that haunted me:
"Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans"

Butterflies…
They fascinate me.
From a fragile, imprisoned caterpillar,
Emerges a free being,
Breaking its chrysalis,
Unfurling its wings, and taking flight.

Their lives are brief, barely 15 days,
From egg to light,
A troubling parallel,
With our fragile, fleeting existences.
We too,
Are butterflies.

Lyrics ---------------------
LIKE BUTTERFLIES 
Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces 
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans

Time goes by
Doesn’t obliterate the souls
Nor the blames
Stunned as we are by our shadowy figures
We Humans

Refrain. 
 We then stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Time goes by
Doesn’t erase the traces 
Of stubborn desires
That wear us down
Benumbed  as we are by rolling waves 
We humans

Time goes by
And our dreams keep wandering
So close to their end
Wiped out by our domestic feuds
We Humans

Then we stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Traduction par Gérard Hugues

Comme des Papillons

Uwe Barschel (* 13.05.1944, † 11.10.1987) was a German politician of the CDU. He was Minister President of Schleswig-Holstein from 1982 to 1987 after serving as a state minister. After a scandal that arose during the 1987 state election campaign, which caused a sensation as the Barschel affair, led him to resign, he was found dead in the Beau-Rivage Hotel in Geneva on October 11, 1987. The circumstances of Barschel's death are still disputed today.

(Barschel was charismatic, eloquent and struck a pleasantly moderate tone for a CDU politician. And at 38 he was the youngest head of government of a German state at the time. 
Fun fact: Barschel received the Bambi media award in 1986)

Uwe Barschel

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Voice of Reason

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I was originally thinking of a talkbox like effect for the guitar on the title phrase. Turns out you can't emulate that inside a daw very well. So I was sticking to a vocoder in combination with a wah pedal, both driven by voice input which sounded pretty cool to my ear. 
Did you ever experiment with Talkbox/ vocoder fxs on guitar? Lmk, I'm interested!

Track construction - Combstead // @markcombs-928282858
Lead guitar - Chris
Mix - Combstead / Chris
Mastered - Chris
Artwork - Chris

Voice of Reason

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Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Vocals, guitars and keyboards: Phil Bowen

There to here  Pt. 3

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