Sequential
Lyrics & Vocals by Lucky Lex
Music By Alex Yvon Blain 
Vocals By APigeon
Saxophone By Hugo Lamontagne
Percussions By David Sanchez
Bass & Guitar By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN 
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Sequential
My Job Already Quitted, I Was Acquitted
My Spirit Lifted, to Infinite Exquisite
The Energy is Central, the Autumn of Suspension 
Infinite Potential, it's Common Comprehension 
The Situation's Crucial, experience Useful
Transparent Youthful to Full to Be Truthful
Filter Information, Info Confrontation
Corporate Infiltration, Avoid Annihilation 
Mass Hyper Hypnoses, the Beast is Hopeless 
Chemical Doses, Sclerosis of the Lotus
We Will Be Symbiosis, when Locust is the Closest 
Or Be What the Joke is; Closest to Necrosis
Causes of Psychosis, notice, The Focus
Doses of Remoteness, Empty Diagnoses 
No Cystic Fibrosis, Please Oxidate the Poets 
Homeless Opponents Approaches the Atrocious 

Humanity lost Deferential, the Special became Sequential
Humanity lost Deferential, the Special became Sequential

Fuck This Media Trance of Immediate Ankhs 
The Ballet of the Sheep, a Ridiculous Dance 
Stop the Eminent Future, Snuff Alumni Producers
This is for you Consumers, be Aware of Abuser
All the Government Tactics, their Access to Computers
The Elitists Malpractice, now the Planet's a Sewer 
Screwed by Judas, the Credit User Confuser
The Consumer's a Loser, he Will Fall for a Cruiser 
Now He's highly Respected, Fully Fuel Injected
Unprotected by Elected, undetected & Neglected 
Financially affected, the Debt will be Collected 
When Unexpected, Cancer is Infected
Is it Modified Genes or Modified Means
Modified Greed for New Vaccines
Still Slaves of the Queen, Native Homicide Team
Now We Dream of Cream & Are Blind to See the Scheme

Humanity lost Deferential, the Special became Sequential
Humanity lost Deferential, the Special became Sequential

Don't Fall to Pieces like Dust and Gravel
We All have a Dark Side that Hides inside a Shadow 
When your up Shit's Creek, Stuck without a Paddle
You Need to Believe in Yourself , life will Unravel
You will never here me Preach Social Division
But Bad Decisions, Might Get me starting the Bitching 
Switching the Flipping, wishing I'm Kissing 
But Sometimes Out of Commission, lost the Position 
Fuck Competition, I'm Talking About Consequences 
Secrets of Seducing the Sequences of the City
And the Sin of Syllables, sampling Sound of the Cinema 
When it Seems the Situation on the Scene is Essential
Whats your Credential, Enormous Potential
Questioning Life, So Existential
Design the Beat on the Tempo with the Bass that is Central
Type a Topic on the Instrumental
Align The Tip of the Temple with the top of the Mental 

Humanity lost Deferential, the Special became Sequential
Humanity lost Deferential, the Special became Sequential

Sequential

ADJUST
Lyrics & Vocals by Lucky Lex
Music By Alex Yvon Blain 
Saxophone By Hugo Lamontagne
Trombone By Papa Shango 
Trumpet By Kim Paris
Percussions By David Sanchez
Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN 
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Adjust
Claws of a Tiger, Laws of Empire, 
Space of Cyber, full of Liars
Climbing Higher for Desires
Circling Around in a Ring of Fire
Am I Sire... YES
I Will Never Retire...WHY 
Cause not a Number
When Cash Is Low I Face Hunger, Face the Hunger, Belly Booming
Bass of Thunder, in my Room I
Start to Wonder, How the Fuck 
Did I End up Under, I Work Hard
Man of Lumber, from December 
To November, the provider on a Bender, wont take shit from the offender, will be Quick return to Sender

Chilling, Ready, Willing
To Make a Killing, Jump to the Celling, what a Feeling, I'm Living, my Decision, my Mission, my Transmission, my Solution
To Break Free from the Illusion
It's Proven the Movement of Humans Should be One of Union
We are Fusion, Evolution
Don't Be a Slave to Institution 
Free Man Plan a Revolution
Time for has Come for Restitution
Retribution, Distribution
Wear a Mask for Air Pollution
Interact with Absolution & Inclusion in Conclusion

I'm Old school like Big Big Pixels 
Pointy sport cars with 2 missiles
Off the Grid, still work a little
Rolling liquid, spreading riddles
Archetype is now urban cowboy
Unemployed, giving so much joy
Breaking Ears, making noise 
Hope my dear you like to toy
Still obsessed by my conception
And the deepest sound perception
character is not perfection
Not a Fan of Self-deception
Make exceptions when it's logic
Crossing Lines, without traffic
Way to Tragic, look at Magic
Remain active and become Classic

We Must Adjust to Rust & Dust
It Must Be Us
The Ones to Trust
The Fair & Just


Adjust

Death Thrones

Lyrics & Vocals by Lucky Lex, Neg Lyrical, Mundafar, L'Ombre Blanche
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Scratch By Dj Horg 
Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN 
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE


Death Thrones (Feat.Dj Horg, Neg Lyrical, Mundafar, L'Ombre Blanche)

We Are Change
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Saxophone By Alex Voodoo
Upright Bass By Hugo Boivin Desautels
Drums By Alexandre Laroque
Theremin & Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN 
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

We Are Change 
When I meditate, I have no hate, just contemplate this universe
Yo never late, no need to debate, revaluate and write a verse
For heavens sake lets celebrate and dedicate to people first
Yo regulate, authenticate and elevate when we converse

What's change ? Analyze how we behave, adapt to strange, break free from chains 
And realize that we are same, don't act insane, escape the cages

I change, focus on the main, always entertain while I strain my pain
My right brain dominates my domaine, no capital gain, I don't play that game
Hey you, respect food chains, self sustain, keep planting grains
My sugar canes should restrain sexual drains, love yourself, no need to explain

Whats Change ? The Life of John Coltrane, the aeroplanes, the trips in trains, rocks to grains, pleasure to pain, entertainment, place I came from

We must maintain, keep in the lane, stay human, yes we are change

Can people be blessed like cathedrals, escaping evils to live peaceful ?
Is it still legal to fly like eagles and are all races truly equal ?
Will we see the sequel of the loving non feeble tails of the Beatles ?
Or have we peak'd like a steeple, never free to see the sea like urban seagulls ?

Whats Change ? A boy to man, mud to sand, a man that understands, the smallest mind that Becomes Grand, the Execution of a Plan

Vibrations start with intention, from conception to reincarnation
Oration of my decisions are equations of real questions
Music fixation is my affliction, appellation another deep conviction
Quote my notations, play this... not radio stations !

Whats Change ? Night to day, no game to play, not good to A ok and terrified to not afraid, a serenade not a complaint 
 
Whats Change ? Moon to Sun, a walk to run, a day that has begone and none to some, leave to come, a feather weight to a ton

Whats Change ? Hot to cold, young to old, a thought to what is told and what is bought to what is sold, stop to roll, let go to hold

We must maintain, keep in the lane, stay human, yes we are change

Can we live free from the fearsome rulers of these great kingdoms ?
What are the symptoms of our system, can we liberate all victims ?
Can we dance to one rhythm, will you listen when time is given ?
Will we voice our opinions, will we live our lives with infinite wisdom ?

Whats Change ? Life to death, right to left, a small to a deep breath and whats wrong to whats correct or disconnected to fully connected

We have the force to change course before last days becomes remorse
Stop those that extort, destroy the forts, enforce the laws of the free inside the courts
Adverse imports, support local resources, community the truth we have to endorse
Amazing of course is the light of our torch, the heart of a child...

We Are Change

Liberation (Feat.Jay Manafest)
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex & Jay Manafest
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Cello By Philippe Muis D’Entremont
Violin By Celeste Morisset
Upright Bass By Hugo Boivin Desautels
Drums By Alexandre Laroque
Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN 
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Liberation
I am Fresh like the Flip Side of a Pillow
Be my Guest in the Shade of this Willow
Without Visual, I Focus on the Little
The bigger becomes Smaller to Find the Middle 
I Hear this Fiddle, High like a Kettle
The Hyper Tension of these Strings Made of Metal
See this Nest made of Many Gentle Nettles 
I'm not Stressed, it's the place where I Settled 
I am Blessed to Be a Poet not a Rebel 
All Love no Drama, not Otello 
I Rest in Peace like the Soul of Charlie Biddle 
Not a Riddle, Create Life like Gepetto 
Love is Love, Feel the Bass and the Cello
All is Special, Beautiful, Mucho Bello
I am One, since 10 Days in Montebello 
A Good Fellow, Pretty Cool, Very Mello 
Not Hood, I Glow, walk up and Say Hello
Understood, I Rock but Ego Hell No
Avoid the Devil and Careful with the Pebbles
Not Dreadful, Unify, I Assemble 
I am Levelled, my Mental is my Temple
For Example, my Base is Fundamental 
Not Resentful, I have nothing but Essential 
Use my Pencil to Create full Potential 

Liberation
Are you one of those kids that always Gossip
Talk Shit, rising down when you are Blogging
Hey you lost it, Phone in your Pocket
Your eye sockets, Soul in the Cockpit 
Lets Start talking, honesty without Mocking 
Stop Stalking, Be yourself, Care a Lot Kid
Hate and Anger are Sensations that are Blocking 
Unlock it, Peacefulness it is Knocking 
Our Perception can be Sharper than a Falcon
Lets Inspire like Ali or Brother Malcolm
Liberate your Soul like Lucky on this Album
Jump up Stream, against the current like a Salmon
World's Awesome, the Seeds, they will Blossom
Dare to be Aware, but always Cautious 
At all cost, have Faith like a Mosque
Not Blind, crucified like the Cross Did 
Yo I Find that Lies are Exhausting 
Take Time, Redefine as Soon as Often
Reconsider all the Angles and the Options 
Grand Larson is Flames on your Coffin
Evil Goblins wont solve your Problems 
Some Fallen to the Dark Deep Bottom 
Seems Sodom and the Ark are modern 
Screens Forgotten when Heart is Common 


Liberation (Feat.Jay Manafest)

Equanimity (Feat.The Mighty Ginsu)
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex & The Mighty Ginsu 
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Percussions By David Sanchez
Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN 
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Equanimity 
What is Love without passion
Understanding and Compassion
Unity, not just Attraction
Always levelled, never crashing
Oh no never, no distraction
Complicity I can imagine 
Like Grand Parents, so old fashion
I Love you is just a fraction
I Love me is the equation
You and Me, all Situations 
Whatever we might be facing 
Yes together, won't be Failing
Ohh this World is always Racing
People falling for Temptations
Confusion, False Information 
Some behaving just for Cravings
Fallen Hopes and Aspirations
Replace them with New Foundations
Motivation and Much Patience 
Walk the Path of Liberation 
Start again with Meditation
Techniques and Laws of Nature
White Magic, not Fantasia 
Only you can be your Saviour 
Respect yourself in Presentation 
Elect yourself, Representation 
Check one, Adaptation
Check two, Correlation 
Good frequencies and Modulations 
Stimulation no Simulation 
Living Life, Animation
So Amazing, Admiration

EQUANIMITY, BALANCE, EQUILIBRIUM
BE AWARE OF SENSATIONS 
DON'T BE LED BY EMOTIONS

Right Intention, Speech and Action
Without goals of Satisfaction
Pay no Mind, Pain is Absent
Stop the patterns, break off Fragments 
Give a Little to what Matters
We are Matter, Space and Saturn 
Feel the Answer is the Factor
Now is Master, never After
Gather Truth, gather Disasters 
We're all Actors in this Chapter 
Stick together not to Shatter 
Middle rather than Cadavers
Let it Enter, all the Splendour
Be the Centre, Be Mind Bender
Every Venture is Adventure
Be the Friend of every Member
Not Forever, So Surrender 
Death is Life, this Remember
Love is All, Glows like Amber
Inner vision for Outlanders 
Still soul faster than the Runner
Ain't no Lightning without Thunder 
Please no Anger, no War Mongers 
Peace the Answer, no more Gunners
A Starving Man, is one that Wonders 
Mind that Ponders, also Hunger 
Till you're Under keep it Younger
Don't Need Numbers, No More Slumber 

Equanimity (Feat.The Mighty Ginsu)

Little More
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Trombone By Papa Shango 
Trumpet By Kim Paris
Saxophone By Alex Daneau
Guitars By Hans Stutz
Drums By Alexandre Laroque
Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

LITTLE MORE
Getting close to forty, thats old my Lordy
No one can hold me, more soul than soul see
Still like to party, but I praise the glory 
Acting less naughty than when I was a shorty 
It’s another story, less dark and gory
Guess it’s better for me, won’t die like Cory
Don’t care what the score be, not living poorly
Found what the core be, less is more than more be
What the prophet told me, is shine like gold see
Put down the rollies, no more profit for me 
Hot topic for me, I’m above what war be 
Shit almost tore me, I stopped it for me 

All around is all me, move forward for me 
No time to worry, know where the lord be 
All around is all me, move forward for me 
No time to worry, know where the lord…

Yeah know what sore be, won’t hit the floor G
Just one to adore me, no tits in orgy
No bullshit for me, not anymore B
Just plenty lovely of life galore 
When shit occurs, I ain’t cracking the Coors
Too much sips to serve when paying the tours
Then the ship deserted cause of rage of the Taurus
Best to spit the words as the pages pour 

All around is all me, move forward for me 
No time to worry, know where the lord be 
All around is all me, move forward for me 
No time to worry, know where the lord…

Underground, Downtown 
Ain’t lost, I’m found ain’t fooling around
Same road but I feel a Little More profound 
Same song but I feel a Little More the sound 

The change is the same, emotion and game 
Pop fame for the lame, It’s dim as a cave, one foot in the grave  
I shall entertain, hear me complain, I’m dissecting my brain
Talking the particular sing, air walking the semi tone swing 
The thing that I bring, I’m blaming the Blain
Bringing the pain like planes crashing in cranes
I’m crushing the grains on the track of the trains
Fly faster than jet planes in express lanes of video games 

All around is all me, move forward for me 
No time to worry, know where the lord be 
All around is all me, move forward for me 
No time to worry, know where the lord…

Underground, Downtown 
Ain’t lost, I’m found ain’t fooling around
Same road but I feel a Little More profound 
Same song but I feel a Little More the sound 

There’s life on Mars, the home of the gods
Saying who you are, living beyond the stars 
A Little More than cars, travel in quasars
Doesn’t seem that far, space is who we are 
Can’t go back to scars, raised above the bars
I push concepts far like Kendrick Lamar
Hendrix on guitar, as I fire start
Universal part, I did it all for art

What Divine Is

Little More

Sugar & Candy
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Keyboards By Andrew David
Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Sugar & Candy 
A Cup of hot Coco is the only Coco I know
Sugar and Candy makes Lucky Lex Dandy 
I talk a lot after eating Chocolate
No Dope, only Slush, I need my Sugar Rush 

I like my Sugar Raw, I like my Sugar Refined 
Shakes in the daytime, Cake in the night time
Anytime a Day is always the right Time 
Brown Sugar Sparkles, Crystals are Divine 
Vanilla from the Pod, I put Honey in Tea 
Dip a Donut in Coffee, made by Remy Cremy  
Power of Hemi, pulling weight like a Semi
Half & Half, Demi, Bigger cups than Venti
I'm the Crunch of the Bunch, the Rumble of Crumble 
Drinking Punch for Lunch, candy Bars in a Bundle 
Always High not Humble, move Fast, don't Stumble 
I Tumble with Gum under my Thumb Yo
Infinite Pies, Caramel Alibis
Feel my Energy Rise, it's a hell of Sweet Ride
Outside, I  try to fly into the Sky
Desserts of all sizes, give me some and i'll try them 

Sugar and Spices, everything the Nicest
Whatever the Price is, I'm buying all Slices 
Marshmallow squares of Puff Rices
Frozen Fudge Ices, eating my Vices
Holly crisis, my bites are more than Appetite is 
Exciting like Frosting and Icing 
Cinnamon Minded, Sins of custard Surprises
Swirls and Linings, all the kids are Smiling 
Cookies, Brownies, Patisseries...
All of the Above Sound Tasty to Me
Sticky, Coulis, Strawberries
My Mama's Love, as Sweet as can Be 
Sick for sticks of Twixes, quick to eat my Fixes 
Butter on my Biscuit, spread Jam and then I lick it 
Cream I whip it, butterscotch, I gots to Dip it 
Banana Splited,  Maple syrup when I kick it 


Sugar & Candy

Don't Autotune Your Mind (Feat.Prossess)
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex & Prossess
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Guitars By Hans Stutz
Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Don't Auto Tune Your Mind 
Do Not Live Dumb and Blind
Drop the Mic if you can't Sing
Tone Deaf Posers won't Win

Don't Auto Tune Your Mind 
Do Not Live Dumb and Blind
Drop the Mic if you can't Sing
Fuck Robots… 
  
Yo, Back in the days I had No Skills
But Shit Had Heart and Will
Worked so Hard to Become Ill
Hours, put More than a Mill
Hiking up Local Hills
I'd Fail, but Swallow my Pill
Ooh No I Did Not Kill
Until One Day I Build 
The bridge from Dream to Real 
DJ's Scratched on Technic Steels
Giving us what we Would Feel
Spit in Jams on scene, no deal
Fuck that didn't matter to Us
No Cash, in Music we trust
On Jazz tracks, I flowed and Bust 
Screaming Punk Shit was a Must
To us Puff Daddy Sucked
Wu Tang Clan ain't nut to Fuck
Bitch ass Gucci Rappers What ?
NYC Real Rap Big Up !
Baggy Pants, hands on our Nuts
No Phantoms, Rode the Bus
Our four Wheels would Bring the Ruck 
Indy Riders Grinding Rust
Surfing Streets, Kick Flipping Up
Melting Snow is Concrete Lust
Showed us how to Make the Cut
To my Crew, all We Got is Us
You know those where the Days 
Now it's all Computer Haze
Auto Tuning to Get Paid
Free your Mind you Stupid Slaves !

Hey, Auto Tune, whats that Shit ?
Makes you sound like a winey Bitch
Home Studio App without a Mix
Unpolished actors, rap is this ?
Young douche bags with diamond lids
Spray On Tan, skins are Lit 
Skinny jeans, no balls all clit
Designer hand bag, perfect Fit
Princesses you make me Sick
Internet of Imbeciles 
Tracks are whack, fuck You Kid
Is this what the Future is
See when I spit I mosh the pit
My words are deep, fishing in Ink
You vomit, then you slowly sink
Cheap lyrics like suck my Dick
What, what, I'm the missing Link
From Jazz to metal and Electronic
Please sit down boy, you must Think
Music you are not, just Quit
No realism, just Fan isms
Technological Cult Victims
Trapped inside a Twisted Vision
We will witness Mass Extinction
Raw or euphemism 
Now it's empty, youth is Chilling 
They are Illing with no Wisdom
Don’t go back to the Prison System
Reflexion just like a prism 
Real MC’s are on a Mission
Transmitting their whole existence
Rhymes & Reason, Beats & Rhythm

Don't Autotune Your Mind

Don't Autotune Your Mind (Feat.Prossess)

Dad                                                                                                                                
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex
Music By Alex Yvon Blain                                                                                                                   
Trumpet By Martine Labbe                                                                                                                       
Drums By Alexandre Laroque
Guitars By Blex XP
Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

DAD
Two days after Valentine, the day that he left
He fell on the ground and released his last breath
Every year when alone, I'm reminded of death
And the choices he made are so ruff to accept 
I know that it's hard, I also get depressed
I stay alone and sob, so much pain on my chest
Till the day is gone, in my bed with no rest 
I'm not singing a Song when my mind is obsessed 
It's so easy to mourn about what is not left
Once I was torn, I even tried to smoke Meth
I know that it's wrong like the lies I suppressed
It has been so long, this is my will to confess 
A hard pill to digest but I cant stay repressed 
It is Ill to express, the dark side is a mess 
Yo if life is a test, I wont give up like the rest 
Willing to try at best, I heard  Lucky is blessed 

(Chorus)
A year prior to that, I said stop drinking Dad
Need to open your eyes and see all that you have 
The drugs and the alcohol is making you sad 
Your Love for whats Bad, I guess is making me Mad 

Ooh Yeah... calm down and jump back in this verse 
Whats the meaning of rap, is it passion or curse 
Fuck expressing the hurt, I wish I was a Nurse
Not a jerk with a mic or a Lyric Expert 
Will I learn, stay alert, not just follow a hearse
I'm concerned by concert and the words I assert 
When I write of course there's no need to converse
Seems the truth of my search is all megahertz 
Another man I loved, killed himself name was Kurt 
Sometimes dream of above, or is afterlife worst 
All the Idols of mine are Insane or In Dirt 
Write one more line, instead of going to Church 
My soul is Immersed with an Emotional Burst 
Its my way to hold on,  sorrow's Reversed 
Blood of an Addict, mind is so Perverse 
When it's getting too dark, open lights to Rehearse

(Chorus)
A year prior to that, I said stop drinking Dad
Need to open your eyes and see all that you have 
The drugs and the alcohol is making you sad 
Your Love for whats Bad, I guess is making me Mad 

When my father was smashed, he was strange indeed 
Like a book that was glassed, he was so hard to read 
He would act in contrast to how he'd usually be 
Like a sinking raft in a river that Bleeds 
The question I ask, was he just like me ?
Cause I was having a blast, then closer to Fiend 
Went from first of the class, then last of my breed 
Was lower caste, while the others succeed 
Everyone I outlasted, the stoner exceeds 
All moving too fast, when stuck the scene 
Lets keep that in the past, now is all that I need 
I stopped filling my glass and stopped smoking the weed
From my hopes that are vast and the healing creed
And the words that I add to my phrases of reason
The son I don't have and the wife of my dream 
And my dad that has passed and praises to freedom

Anapana
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex 
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Throat Singing By Pierre De Gagne
Drums By Alexandre Laroque
Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN 
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Anapana 
Mind is Wondering, Be Aware of your Breath
Feeling much Stress, Be Aware of your Breath 
Harsh Pains in your Chest, Be Aware of your Breath 
Emotional Mess, Be Aware of your Breath 

Sit down, get ready for Anapana Sati,
A Lesson for Life, cease your misery
Yes Really, Patiently to be Free
Repeat twice a day, becoming more Easy
Closing your eyes, your mind should be Empty
Problems In life, we all have plenty 
Balance and Peace is something you can Be
Patience and Technique, observing the True Me 
The more that you Practice, the more you Succeed
Compassion every moment, while planting the seeds
Sounds good to me, it's all that we need
Envy and Greed is not meant to Feed
Liberation see, it can be Achieved 
No Pain, Pleasure... All in Between 
All Good Measures, Perception it seems 
Lucid with Love and Deep as a Dream

Fist things first, when clearing your Mind
Your head is Straight, as well as your spine
Always closing your eyes, well to Be Blind 
Sitting in Silence, make use of your time
30 minutes is fine, one hour is Grand
You found your position, what to do with your hands 
Me, I'm forming a cup, like I'm holding the land 
Breath in, Breath out, I know that you Can
Ohh Yeah, Understand, your mouth must be Closed
Your Focus on Air, In and Out of your Nose 
Ignoring your body from your head to your Toes
Observing your nostrils, is where you should go 
Ignoring your Pain, your Struggle and Shame
Absence of Thought is the name of the Game
When letting go of your Fears, you Are starting to Change
Mind clearing your tears, like the Sun does the Rain

Have you Managed to Melt into Relaxation 
Is your brain full of Nothing but Respiration
Did Focus increase to Deep Concentration 
Are you able to Appreciate this Observation 
A Simple Meditation, Small Introduction
I Hope that you Feel you, without Interruption
Slowly be Sheltered from All the Corruption
Controlling the Rage, within the Roots of Eruption 
Like the river of Hudson, flow you are Water
Inspire by Example, all the Sons and the Daughters 
Values, Unity, More than A Dollar 
A Message of Peace from A Poetic Author
Your Honour, I Share my Joys when I Rise
Believe in All People, not Attached to Desires 
Release from the Stillness and Open your Eyes
Share Metta with the World and all that's Alive

Anapana

Stop Thinking
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Guitars By Hans Stutz
Drums By Alexandre Laroque
Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP
ALL SONGS COMPOSED, RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN
ALL SONGS MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Stop Thinking

Sentence Of Heaven (Feat.David Sanchez)
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex, David Sanchez & Gyana Mendiburu 
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Guitars By Jonathan Santerre
Percussions By David Sanchez
Drums By Alexandre Laroque
Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Sentence of Heaven
I finish writing my chorus, after eating the main course, time to get back on my horse
Follow the course, I endorse, that the light is the source, I saw a cross on the top of fort
Sand slams the municipal court, like waves splash on the port, my desert report
Sort of like a sport, travelling with a torch, stoping for sips on every porch, I keep eyes to the north
I took treacherous trails on the back of my horse, never left him broke and short with no signs of support, still filled with remorse, I said in codes of morse, thanks for your force
Never leave you behind, there's a prize at the end of the line when we shift into time
Still feel chills down the space that was filled with my spine 
Take a break in the shade near the burial grounds embarrassed by the vines 
Kinda like love Devine, slide into thighs become incredible lives 
Biochemical rise opens eyes of perceptible skies and legible decibel cries 
Tears of the wise is the answer for the why do we die 
Why do we try, why do we climb to get high
No more need for supplies, spirits outside on the rise  
On the side of the mind of the wide and the whisper inside 
For the more than alive 

The beast fled the whips to a place that doesn't exist
not a physical trip, sailing a ghost ship 
Perceiving the desert in the dimension of dead birds 
Writing the red words, sentence of heaven

I'm taking a Walk, walking the walk, talking the talk, rocking the rock, punching the clock
I'm great a lot, engines got cylinder blocks, spit vapour locks 
Write in chalk on the block, giving brain knocks for thought, electrical shocks, Body Drops !

My frequency is infinity, float in air & on sea, I am the Entity 
Centrally, pure soul without identity and essentially
I'm trying hard to write a verse thats Heavenly 
Roam in 3D on the back of Serenity, my Ascendency depends of me
Stuck in the desert see, I am me without a body collectively
I will be free respectfully... Angelically, Alphabetically 
Electrically, Infuse Naturally, the Emcee sipping a warm Tea
I write a Song Line, Its been a long time that I've seen a Birch Tree
I Travel for iInfinity, till suddenly... Nothing to see, I disappear
Then Reappear, over there, around the sphere, into the atmosphere 
I'm neither here nor there, I'm everywhere , ghost in the air, I Love you my Dear, wind pushing a sail, heaven for bail, whisper in your ears !

Sentence Of Heaven

Sentence Of Heaven (Feat.David Sanchez)

Lyrics & Rap by: Lucky Lex
Composition & Mix by: Vincent Fillion
Mastering by: Alex Blain

DISTANCE
(Verse1)
I might just be a serpent that's drowning in a basket
The feeling is fantastic, I'm choking and I'm gasping
No questions to be asking, I do not know what's happening 
Confined by elastics in a prison made of plastic 
Ecstatic in the attic, still happy to be average 
I payed my rights of passage, feeling massive but I'm passive
Ignoramus that are famous dance to challenges of savage
Yes I try to manage my damage and compassion
Don't ask me what plan is, I'm pissed and too demanding 
Outlandish and abandoned, Found my bandages in canyons
My Mind's always expanding, understanding space and landings
The little Prince is standing on a planet, no companions
At least I can Imagine, the beast is also captive 
Analyzing all his actions in a tragedy of satin
Like Manhattan needs to flatten the status of the blackened
My dreams are soft Assassins in a river that is passing...

(Chorus)
Distance, distance, it's our new existence
Assimilate to Systems, forgetting what we're missing
Listen, Listen, Obey with no resistance
Reality is twisting and Fear is in Statistics

(Verse2)
I fill the gas up to the temple in the hopes to touch my mental
My words are monumental and these times are instrumental 
Condescending and parental, everyone is so judgmental
Listen dude, I am Cool, follow rules... Governmental
Existential in the crisis, face opinions that are Bias
Compromises like believing that all terror comes from Isis
Symbolizing that the devil becomes holy in devices
Spreading virus like the news is leaking clues of sacrifices
Also Crying, I have Fears and my tears are cold and tired
Next is Silence, aggravation, bursting flames, fully fire
I Aspire to connect all the wires of my higher
Used to Love Her, then retired, used to Using amplifiers
Just to hide them, my emotions are imploding with corrosion
(Breath X2)
 in the ocean, when the wind blows it is broken
Planting roses for the choosen, please forgive me for a moment
I have spoken with a poem full of chaotic Enjoyments...

(Chorus)
Distance, distance, it's our new existence
Assimilate to Systems, forgetting what we're missing
Listen, Listen, Obey with no resistance
Reality is twisting and Fear is in Statistics

Distance

Lucky Lex a daring MC with a vast history of live music and fusion, has furiously attacked Hardcore, Jazz, Funk, Electro, Rap, Acoustic... Leading bands since 2000 ! Alex Blain a legendary Bass player, pioneering on the scene of Punk, Ska, Rock, Progressive, Reggae... Active since the late 80's and now a very prolific Producer ! Keep On The Line is an extravagant and intense musical statement that combines elements of Rap, Metal, Dub, Pop, Funk, Etc... Lucky's first Solo Album is a very honest conceptual project, inspired by his bipolar uncle... The journey is confusion, depression, affirmation, transformation, communication and Peace ! Composed, recorded & mixed by Blain; Written & Performed by Lex and featuring a multitude of live instrumentalists and guest vocalists. This biographical soundscape of deep truth and sonic creativity was launched on June 12th 2013 and has already touched and motivated many souls ! All titles should be mentioned, as they all shine in their own light... I invite you to open your mind & ears, turn it up and listen from beginning to end; This is Life without limits !

A Sonic Boom was heard on December 12th 2013, exactly six months after the release of the very introspective conceptual album Keep On The Line, when Lucky Lex launched Sound Barriers. The second chapter of his trilogy is a tale of expansion and international collaborations. The lead single Spider-Man Is Dead features Neg Lyrical from France on an epic bilingual progressive ecological Rap track, complemented by an animated video. Next Up, Connect featuring Kinetic 9 from Killarmy/Wu-Tang & Dj Horg that was premiered on Ice-T's radio show Next Level and showcased on Wu-Tang Clan Blog Spot with High praises and acclaim ! The Very Cool/Jazzy sociological song Sequential featuring electro vocalist APigeon and is also quiet unique & captivating. This 7 song EP composed, recorded & mixed by producer Alex Blain and written & performed by Lucky Lex with live instrumentations ranging from Guitar & Bass to a Horn section & Latin percussions does not follow any rules or trends, it is birthed in it's own universe... The question is : Are you ready for Sound Barriers ?

Peace LL

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