It's our first crack at it, and we just had fun with this.

Raps & Rhymes :
Nigesh Armon & Dr. Gill

Guitars :
Cranky Pants

Beat :
Dr.Gill

01 MOTS - Make The Devil Mad

Just sit back chill. :)

Raps & Rhymes :
Nigesh Armon

Singing :
Pip The Turtle

Guitars :
Cranky Pants

Beat :
DJ Daniel

02 MOTS - Do Me Baby

Just take a look around!

Raps & Rhymes :
Nigesh Armon
Dr Gill

Singing :
Nigesh Armon

Beat :
Dr Gill

03 MOTS - Take A Look

Never see it ending!

Raps & Rhymes :
Nigesh Armon
Dr Gill

Singing :
Ranessa

Beat :
DAViD

04 MOTS - I Know ft DAViD

Its all soul and we are fine this way.

Raps & Rhymes :
Nigesh Armon
Dr Gill

Singing :
Ranessa

Beat :
DJ Daniel

Lyrics :
[INTRO]
Ooo0o~
Its my soul-
In fact,

Ooooo~
Is my soul-
Intact,

[CHORUS]
Ey you beautiful mind, 
Now is the perfect time,
Lyrically, unequivocally 
Out of my mind
Stole my soul

[VERSE 1]
Tip-toe,
Break sounds-
To this stereo-
Filling up this town,
I got,
I got-
A hound,
Called conscience,
This trail of blood,
Remanants-
Of my soul,
Little lego blocks-
That I push forth-
As my soul,
The mischief of a hair,
Wait-
I got no hair,
My soul vizors-
Wait-
I got no vizors,
Oh well-
I know I got a-
Blacked framed 4 eyes-
I guess-
This shit would qualify,
Back up a lil-
Have you- 
Taken the time-
The sense this notion,
Of people walking by-
Through a scenery-
Lost-
Playing sitter-
In a world-
Of mental seizures,
Where the morning byline-
If you speakin about-and speakin about-my soul today,
If you speakin about-and speakin about-my world today,
If you talkin about-and rhymin about-how I feel today,
I will stop-and talk-and tell you-I am fine this way,
We be speakin about-and speakin about-our souls today,
We be speakin about-and speakin about-our world today,
If you fighting for the chance just to stay this way,
We should stop-and talk-and tell em-We are fine this way.


[CHORUS]
Ey you beautiful mind, 
Now is the perfect time,
Lyrically, unequivocally 
Out of my mind
Stole my soul


[VERSE 2]
This world is getting cold / maybe I'm just getting old /
Start considering my existence and the filling in my soul / 
But, everyday the dawn still break like it was brittle bones 
stay aligned and walk by / time passing as it goes /


Black hole inside / you possessed by what you own /
It ain't ya fault,  homie / could be just the way you grown /
You abided by the knowledge / gained through ancient tomes / 
Thought you knew the answers / til you got left alone  /

Entertaining inner demons / now you goin wild /
Rebrand yourself / but you still just a lost child /
Can't figure out what it is / forget about the how /
Something is amiss / the hollow feeling massive loud /

search for truth at the bottom of many bottles
and Partied at full throttle / with YOLO as a motto /
Wasted many dollars / popping collars / bros holla /
Fake friends / take a toll / price / and you squalored /

Study hard / work hard / live hard / play hard /
buy cars / try hard / pay bills / die hard /
Don't run too fast / you gonna drown in wet tar /
Ya soul need input / Mots crew / wise bars /


[BRIDGE] x 2
Ooooo~
Its my soul-
In fact,

Ooooo~
Is my soul-
Intact,


[CHORUS]
Ey you beautiful mind, 
Now is the perfect time,
Lyrically, unequivocally 
Out of my mind
Stole my soul


[OUTRO]
If you speakin about-and speakin about-my soul today,
If you speakin about-and speakin about-my world today,
If you talkin about-and rhymin about-how I feel today,
I will stop-and talk-and tell you-I am fine this way,
We be speakin about-and speakin about-our souls today,
We be speakin about-and speakin about-our world today,
If you fighting for the chance just to stay this way,
We should stop-and talk-and tell em-We are fine this way.

05 MOTS - Soul

We ain't late. Just 2 dawgs proovin it!

Raps & Rhymes :
Nigesh Armon
Dr Gill

Beat :
DJ Daniel

LYRICS :
[VERSE 1]

The dog autonomous / flawless / temper he got is monstrous / 
nonbeliever in common shit / quick to demolish populace / 
set evil shit on top of it /  dark angels razing fire pits /
dark ages, plagues and viruses /  to hell with all the piousness /
precise just like a target hit / cockiness is a part of it /
face the world / end the system get started to start restarting it /
written to be so sickening / riddling y'all with ritalin /
Callin up Harry Carnes / can't stop me I'm on a killin spree /
Outside a track / I play shit close to my chest /
Don't say much / cuz saying mucha put yo ass to rest /
I'd be blessed / if you put this patience to the test /
and I'm screaming fuck you like I got tourrettes /
and I'm screaming / cut two / coming at you next /
swing, itta cut through necks / severing heads /
poppin' out ya back / now you fuckin' sprayin' a mess /
prayin for less / pussy / how many fingers you got left? /
enough to raise one / child / we fuckin with ya head /
asian parenting / means we discipline you with our hands /
we gon' catch a hold of ya / beat ya ass until it's red /
just a test / no regrets / now drown in what you fuckin' bled /
dont forgive and I'll never forget /
you stepped with no respect / the memory stays fresh / 
find you / get my revenge on ya death bed / while you slept /
step slow, I crept / to manifest death /


[VERSE 2]

Let's break this down-
For a second,
We gotta have a-
One two,
Let's speak about the-
Beef-
The lines-
The spiff-
And the rhymes-
Wait-
Yeah-
I see you all-
Stuck-up in the corner-
Thinking about the science-
Behind these lines-
Like a knife-
Through vocabulary- 
(Butter)
Roastin on a plate-
(Hotter)
Auntie annie's pretzel,
(Better)
Feeding this gutter-
(Mother fucker),
Try to tell me-
What I do-
Ain't cut out-
For what rap-
Should deliver,
This strife-
Of what the culture-
Took to the dice to the street,
Ice with chicken feet,
Hoping for luck-
Won't quite suck,
Of either color-
Musical fencing-
Of jazz-
Spilling out our feel-
With our MOTS shpeel,
Running out the street,
Running bare feet,
On four wheels-
Shoutin back-
This here
Is straight real!

It has no place-
In the mouth-
Of one not-
Keeping to the elements,
Take a second-
For this minute,
So that you can breathe-
And catch a moment-
For you feelings,
Let this sink in,
I ain't here-
To be your reject,
Nor your hippie-
Or what you feel is best,
I don't need your-
Vindication,
Or the need-
To see me-
Look out - look out-
Cos you got it-
Bugged out-
You ready?
Cos I'm proovin it,


[VERSE 3] 

Alright fine,
You say,
I'm not a rapper-
Cos my raps all flat,
Like dry cells-
You could charge it better?
Could you do me?
Rap of true meanings-
And not posing- 
Like you breezed,
And smacked,
Do you understand?

Best believe in the Father of all the heathens /
I sleep under the bed cuz I'm comfy with the demons
Terrorize ya life like you always bad dreaming/
Scheming to be feeding off the flesh of fallen demons /

You got that verse?
To complex?
Oh yeah-
I see your brian-
Burning a 'lil,
You want it a'lil simple?
Sure,
Let me break it down-
To mini happy packs-
Bite sizes snacks,
For your mini brain stacks,

Whack these fake cats / like I was their raps /
Lil Rhyming school hacks / couldn't compute that /
When I come through / black / is the whole damn area /
MoTS crew  / Masters of the Sun / fucking bury ya /


[HOOK X 2]

But if you feel-
You digg-
Come-on-
Just roll with it,
Look out - Look Out-
We Proovin It!
Yeah!
Look out - Look out-
We Proovin It!

06 MOTS - Proovin It

We got our rhymes Strung Out!

Raps & Rhymes :
Nigesh Armon

Beat :
DAViD





LYRICS :-
[Intro]
Yeah-
MOTS be it,
Yeah-
MOTS be do it,

[Verse 1]
I'mma be here-
Am I the wondering,
Truning the world with strings-
As a one piece-
Song,
Take out my bellows-
No minnows-
Pave the way-
For the pillows,
Take a slow decent-
New reality began-
As a head lands on this soft surface-
We turn our mind-
And fake the pretend,
And never waste our times-
With the fake ass pen,

These are the moments-
Where a soul- 
Can be real-
With no need-
To front-
A different steel,
A different wheel,
A different reel,
A different movie-
Creating-
A different feel,

[Verse 2]
But-
When the world's-
On its head,
You string out this tune-
On the be-hast-
Of them rebels,
With notes-
Boucing off them synosoide wave from,
I know-
I know-
I am not making sense-
But if the undulations-
Of the beat-
Takes you mind-
From the bottom to top-
And back to bottom-
And then another top,
Did you hear-
Eat a pear-
Or make false statements-
That you didn't care?

[Verse 3]
Slap back on the chitty bang song,
We made up- Really right wrong,
Challange you mind- you really fight long,
But it takes just a second-
To make a night long!

With me-
And the MOTS crew-
Its another spin-
On a another song-
This time from David-
Its time-
I lay this-
Fuck more CREAM-
Is just ah-
Damn good music,

[Verse 4]
Dot dot dot dot-
Messages in ones and zeros,
Codes-
Translated in this digital-
Realm-
Transmitted to you-
Via a window screen-
Plugged in the matrix,

Question-
Might rap in orange,
I call out your langauge-
Take it out-
Of storage,
Of grannies old posh plate,
Just clean up the mess-
Dust out the cobs webs-

Take it back,

[Outro]
But-
Uh-
Gut-
It never ends.

07 MOTS - Strung Out ft DAViD

Cos we playing the G-Thang...right!?

Beats, Raps & Rhymes :
Nigesh Armon
Doctor Gill

LYRICS :-
[INTRO]
AMG,
We roll this up-
AMG-
We turn this up-
AMG-
We burn this up-
Aku Memang Gangsta-
Its MOTS in the House~!

[VERSE 1]
Hey y'all,
This is MOTS,
My name is Nigesh,
And with Doc-
Makin this crew,
Imagine this-
Scene in the city-
Is electric-
And looking all pretty,
I'd be- 
Running about these rhymes-
Creating another MOTS time-
Biatch!
Wait-
(Did you just use the word pretty-)
Indeed-
I just did- 
Doc Gilly,
(dont call me, Gilly, aint no space for silly)
In this G track-
You dig me?)
I dig-
See this exhibit,
Standing all rigid,
Facing mic-
In a booth-
Reading of his limit,
Spitting it up some strange lines,
Interjecting my lines,
Instead of measuring-
Beaks with birds-
And other therapod creatures-
Tonight,
Making you smile,
Moving your feet-
While we fetish your behind-
Its alive-
Breaking all these tiles-
In this line-
My eyes needs a break,
Oh my-
I need hot plate-
To land-
This hot crepe'

If you wanna burn-
You can turn for us baby,
If you wanna learn-
We got this tune all ready,
Cos we the migiddy-miggidy-mac-baby,
Cos we splitting it at its seems in this whack city,

[CHORUS]
Ho!
We roll this up-
Ho!
We turn this up-
Ho!
We burn this up-
Ho!
Its MOTS in the House~!

[VERSE 2]
It's Doc / pretty much the opposite Armon /
Repping MOTS crew / n straight lyrically harming /
Death rap the type of shit I was evolved in /
The game is going down like y'all was meteors falling / 

Any problem inna the path / (we gonna solve em)
Anybody talking trash / (we gon dissolve them) /
I get a hitter offa Twitter / no need to call em /
Take you out ya house / got ya spouse straight bawling /

I am a mad man / I really Dunno how to chill
And I'm a Paz fan / Greatest rapper / Really kills /
The shit we talking bout is Kuala Lumpur death hills /
I show you how a boxcutter cross the neck feels /

Doc aim to be reincarnation of Sean P /
Spit a gem star / cuts come out like sliced beef /
Surrounded by spikes be / modern Vlad Tepes /
I scare the beat outta you / cuz hell is too mainstream /

Aku Memang Gangster - AmG never fuck wid me
Korang semua hipster - and you angering the d

[CHORUS]

[BIRDGE]
Aku Memang Gangster - AmG never fuck wid me
Korang semua hipster - and you angering the d

If you wanna burn-
You can turn for us baby,
If you wanna learn-
We got this tune all ready,
Cos we the migiddy-miggidy-mac-baby,
Cos we splitting it at its seems in this whack city,

[CHORUS]

[OUTRO]
We came we saw we conqured,
Got appendages- 
Out with a monster,
We asked-
For a lady,
But we gotta little baby-
So we turn it all around-
Play some MOTS-
For you daily.

music on the spot / it's Mots / we masters of the sun
Spraying cerebellum / We ain't even bust guns
Doc and Nigesh make a mess in ya city
No energy for pity / the epitome of gritty

08 MOTS - AMG (Aku Memang Gangsta)

Music On The Spot (MOTS) is a collective of rap / hip-hop musicians, coming together for the simplest thing; Creating Sweet Music.
And it all happens in one night, on the spot, off the cuff, hardly mixed or mastered and raw.

Currently consisting of :-
Nigesh Armon
Dr. Gill aka. Jullian
DJ Daniel
Cranky Pants aka. Kieran David Jumawan

MOTS Crew