From DeeP. and the Couch King, released February 15, 2021 on Bandcamp:
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/deep-and-the-couch-king

DeeP.: Music, Mix, and Mastering
soundcloud.com/detlef-piepke
RS Frawstakwa: Lyrics and Vocals
soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals
soundcloud.com/couch-king-presents
musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Original version released on SoundCloud titled It Ain't Looking Good with Bitzone, DeeP., RS Frawstakwa & the Couch King
soundcloud.com/couch-king-presents/bitzone-deep-rw-frawstakwa-the-couch-king-it-aint-looking-good

Lyrics:

Rolling through the hood with a crack in the glass
Dent in the trunk from 3 years past
Flashing on the dash cause always low on the gas
What what ch-u looking at huh
What ch-u looking at

Police rolling up hoping they just gonna pass
Marijuana legal no more looking for grass
Still watching out keeping it real working class
What what ch-u looking at huh
What ch-u looking at

Sole falling off the shoe ain’t embarrassed
Yea it’s the same hoodie, why’d you even ask
Don’t need to explain why we taken it back
What what ch-u looking at huh
What ch-u looking at

Scowl on the prowl feeling real hopeless
Low vibration got no focus
Don’t need your fuckin’ help fuck your diagnosis
What ch-u looking at huh
What ch-u looking at

Hanging in the parking lot
Bumming cigarettes
Mindin’ our own business
Joking bout regrets
Gave up trying to change
Now we get what we get
Yea we act a fool
But your the one with threats
We ain’t looking at you
So why you all upset

Whatchya lookin’ at?
Stop and stare and laugh
Take a photograph
It’ll last longer that way
Oh snap
Spit actual facts
About this and that
By the paragraph
None of it’s an act
I just rap

DeeP. and The Couch King

What You're Lookin At

DeeP., Frawstakwa, and the Couch King - What You're Lookin At (Bonus Track)

foundational track is by EnigmaCurry @enigmacurry
One Hundred Fives : https://soundcloud.com/enigmacurry/one-hundred-fives
additional fixings & final mix by Arma Ignifera @herronsound
lyrics & voice, their pre-mix & artwork by Mariam Zohra D : Myrh

lyrics based on the poem "My Mistake"
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/09/08/my-mistake/
other songs from the past that use this poem as well are here:
https://soundcloud.com/myrhyum/sets/my-mistakey

MY MISTAKE
------------------
I lacked that tenacity you forecasted for me
last week

I lost my grip

the steadfastness and patience
you prayed for
was lost on me
the way pages are lost flinging
from an open case

tattered, worn/leathered
open case
that files away
unanswered questions, as if they never         pile up

my resolute demeanour that
escapes me now
I boasted so gracefully

with rough tongue i do
lick my wounds
and tears i kept for too long
do well to subdue
the promise of your return

I lie with hope every night
leaving myself alone

that determination you thought you saw in my eyes
was certain, daunting anger
hidden rage barking in the voice of hate

so righteous I became;
the director and projector of my pain

when the truth is a story of the choiceless one must
begin again

such a clean-slate you flung at me
all it caught was this ego-stenched
pungent smell of fury

it drips over my every move
like poison to fool
those blessings you shower upon me now
those borrowed tears I’ve used
trying to wipe away my mistake –
my de-robed mind

Begin Again | A MyrmahEnigmaniferaCurry

Crimson shadow

a chilled summer vibe, chilled hop hop beat

Barbeque

Writing in the Dark

Never Mind

Lyrics...

Way over your head, getting sick from commotion,
Threw me overboard, now I’m drownin’ in erosion
Swore that I could swim, but this doesn’t feel like floatin’,
Sinkin’ to the bottom of the ocean — I’m chokin’.

Blood spillin’, got some kick to it,
100 mg of Addy, got some kick to it.
.357 — that’s how Rick do it,
She suck me up, just like my bitch do it.

It hits minus 12 degrees, lips colder than the breeze,
Haven’t heard from me in weeks, probably hangin’ with the leaves.
Only cover is the fleas — hope you never have to see,
I can try to fake a smile, but my future’s lookin’ bleak.

*cough*cough*cough*cough* — better pop that CMS
I pull up in that whip and I be cleanin’ out the CVS.
I stay beheading bitches, I don’t feel a single ounce of stress
I swear to God I’ll tear you limb from limb until there’s nothing left

I’m a stray, I’m afraid, I’m a dog,
I’ll forever be alone till the fall
I’m delayed, won’t be swayed, I’m a dog
You can try, but you can never have it all

Over and over, an unending cycle
I know why I’m here, ’cause I’m stuck in your spiral
Spinning in circles, this thread’s getting tight
I pray that you don’t make it back to this life

Kill Me (Prod. Plague)

Reconcile

Before The End of The World - (Original)

BOUFFONNE est une composition imaginaire, visuelle par le dessin , et sonore dans une électronique modulaire.
BOUFFONNE is an imaginary composition, visual by the drawing, and sound in a modular electronics.

BOUFFONNE  -  Patrick Picault

Blue Playground

<>>>>>>
the empty shells surrounding the deep love
END EMPIRE

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by Myrh : Mariam Zohra D
poetry/song/visual arts
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network of enchanted,
conscious music,
enabling me to weave
a poetry of resilience.
journeying to mystic places,
reflection, projected in waves of rhythm.
feeling home in melodies
made of new and old.
paintings to spark the soul.

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