Get this song, info & lyrics from my compilation album "M-Factor GX" go to: https://mundafar.bandcamp.com/album/m-factor-gx-compilation


Mundafar: Lyrics & Vocals
Alexandre Larocque: Drum
Blex: Bass, Guitar & Vocals

Music Composed/Mixed & Mastered @ AlxMuzic Studio in Montreal, Canada
https://www.facebook.com/Alxmuzic-148521588527780

Released on Blex XPerience's "Tounes de Char Vol 1"
https://blexxperience.bandcamp.com/album/tounes-de-char-vol-1

Built For Speed (Feat Mundafar)by Blex XPerience

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

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Black Horse Hours

Now Is The Time

Beginner experimentation mix made on the Traktor software without any controller and speakers... I could not really here myself well.. there is an abuse of Effects... Yes.. but art is art, It's imperfect, raw and made with love ...

Soft patterns in psychiatry

First mix done with no speakers, please forgive the technic..

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