Grimace Federation - Catch 22 (feat Aesop Rock)

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LYRICS:
Yo
This is Deltron
The name of this joint is
"The Melding of Minds"
Dig it...

Deltron Osiris
I'm ruling the underworld
all mentally dead, arrise and confer
Now y'all gonna have to leave the room
cause i'm caustic, ya might get your ego bruised
This ain't a sequel, it's season two
Won't be broadcasted on the evening news
Y'all won't believe the view
it's subdued
People with no way to go, nothin' to do
I encompass the moon 
with lunar power afloat it's so fluid
When and ever
cause I win in effort 
forever
that's bigger and better
beyond measure
Undergo my process of understanding
Assimulating, absorbing knowledge as the hand swings
Clockwise eyes that I engage for the purpose of 
aquiring skill, while the situation worsens

"No casual contact, so fuck the
format. Crowd get rushed
when I crush this beat flat..."
Consider this a melding of the minds
a secret message transmission to all kind
"And the scene gets raw when they see this 
Apocalyptic pyre eclipse..."
Hear with the third eye receptor
Make the effort, cause we taking drastic measures

Cleverly disguised as rap format, 
but actually a weapon against psychic attack
And to be aware of cognitive
preference, so learning stress
is lessened
to not even the question.
Got any suggestions?
Let's hear it now
before i take this rocket launcher to this building 
and clear it out
Jeah we're in town,
no need to fear
unless you're greedy
and completely in a weird 
place where you can't understand
that one man can't possibly
have everything the eye can see.
What happened is the future generations, 
meaning right now, gotta pay reparations 
and we taking extra helpings cause we felt it.
Skullcaps get melted 
with radiation belts in the atmosphere.
Use the stimuli to give 'em my
personal fuck you
Duck, before I buck you

"No casual contact, so fuck the format. 
Crowd get hushed when I crush this beat flat"
Consider this a melding of the minds
a secret message transmission to all kind
"And the scene gets raw when they see this 
Apocalyptic pyre eclipse..."
Hear with the
third eye receptor
Make the effort, 
cause we taking drastic measures

with needles and threads, 
trying to sew him back
after his neck explodes, 
fade to black
Deltron Osiris, he made it back
to the underground Matrix,
a maze for the haters
A place where danger's 
seldom brought in
If so, 
we got fire powerfuck the talkin'
Chalk it
Mutants and random zombies
looking for crack nuggets
That's disgusting
Poonanny pushers talkin' about
"Find me in the bushes..."
I'll find you, with a fine for looking 
in my direction
my eye detects it 
like a private eye detective
with lie deception
My kind of method  for extracting info?
Clappin' if they happen to keep they lips closed. 
Unload barrels like oil spills 
avoid real people who live on the upper crust
It wasn't us.

"No casual contact, so fuck the format. 
Crowd get rushed when I crush this beat flat"
Consider this a melding of the minds
a secret message transmission to all kind
"And the scene gets raw when they see this 
Apocolyptic pyre eclipse"
How can money be spent 
in a land where money holds no value?
Count your cents.

The government fakes aid to invade they enemies
take they energy and enslave they families.
Now the planet reverted to cave man mentality
may trade your child for somethin' to eat 
and a six pack
"Yo bro, wher'd ya get that?
Yo I'll trade ya for this troll.
You can work 'em till he get old
and then sell him in the food farm 
where they harvest the elderly for hamburger..."
And that's murder!
Ah we gonna stop that
Soon as we got that 
red alert
it was time to hit the dirt
mission first
cause the war ain't over
more on a 
covert level like COBRA 
against GI Joe
who be my foe 
in this case
cause the government was lyin' in the first place.
That's the worst tastin' soup I ever had 
Heated over the burning trash, in a can...

Deltron 3030 - Melding Of The Minds ft. Zach De La Rocha [EVENT II]

Bugg'n (The Grouch & Eligh, Basik, Nocando)

Open Mike Eagle and Serengeti are Cavanaugh.

produced by Open Mike Eagle
vocals by Open Mike Eagle & Serengeti

Today, Stereogum has premiered "Typecast," the latest from Cavanaugh, Open Mike Eagle and Serengeti's new group.  The track features verses from P.O.S, Busdriver and Hemlock Ernst (Sam Herring from Future Islands).  http://www.stereogum.com/1844458/cavanaugh-typecast-feat-p-o-s-hemlock-ernst-busdriver-stereogum-premiere/mp3s/

Though Serengeti and Mike Eagle have known each other for many years and went to Southern Illinois University together, Cavanaugh is their first fully collaborative project.  It's also the first album that Mike has produced in its entirety.  Their debut album, Time and Materials is available at midnight- order now. http://geni.us/Cavanaugh


Cavanaugh - Typecast (feat. P.O.S., Hemlock Ernst, & Busdriver)

Best@it

produced by Illingsworth, guest raps by Illingsworth, Dom O Briggs, and F Virtue

Stop Hitting Yourself f Illingsworth, Dom O Briggs & F Virtue

'Shine On' is the lead single from Kristoff Krane's forthcoming album Kairos. 

VIDEO: http://bit.ly/2h5utLT

Music by Graham O'Brien
Words & Vocals by Kristoff Krane 
Additional Vocals by Lady Midnight 
Mixed by Brett Bullion 
Mastered by Huntley Miller 
Design by Kai Benson

5.19.17 Shine On

Download Now! 

https://Empire.lnk.to/UnlockTheBox

Push (feat. Eligh & Gift of Gab)

LISTEN / BUY HERE: https://rse.lnk.to/SpiritWorldFieldGuide
VINYL/ CD / MERCH: https://AesopRock.com

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Song Credits: 
Written & Produced By Aesop Rock
Bass by James Lynch.  
Additional Instrumentation by Grimace Federation. 

Lyrics:
Keep it classy, key to Pizza Alley, weaving traffic in a overheating taxi, in Lima, tickets to liberate the center, pitch surrender to a witch doctor pouring amphibians out the blender, underneath a glowing purple Christ, perfect surf, curl up and die, cobblestone alone a master class in open world design, I came from the wasteland in featherlight trail pants, fugee off the ant trail, Inca Trail mailman, fail in every hemisphere, show me the ambrosia, maybe ghost into the coca leaf and holy heliconia, where shaman opt to zombify undocumented expats, high and writing Ayuahasca letters back to Melmac, dear friends, send help yesterday, yours true, condor, puma, serpiente, talk rap albums over alpaca medallions, with metal-heads who traffic magic flowers from the mountains, to the houses of the holy, a token of that sacred valley balance, so you don't expel omega fatty acids, the strays in the plaza look happier than my neighbors, they answer to Paddington Bear in waders, it's amazers, what ship, what shore? I grew up writing riddles under bridges in New York, now I travel like a highwayman who whispers to his horse, sharing stories of the winter, trying to trigger something pure, from dying on the vine, to “it's alive and indivisible”, to “how'd I get this far without a bindle full of crystal skulls?” Cozy local woven goods, beaded shit for people you have never met or spoken to, but know they'll need to hold Peru, throw a couple logs on the fire, there's a chimney in San Blas where you can hear Baby Dayliner bouncing softly off the navy blue, April showers, paper moon, run the light, and beat the drum, and smoke the dope, and raid the tomb

Pay no mind to the bygones, find him a strange hill to die on, never let me die on a regular hill, never let me die on a regular hill

Ey, the local homie blow smoke on his wounds, and talk about the jungle like it's always in the room, new and shooting lumens out of a canoe into the ruins, silly putty for some other-worldly woo-woo to influence, ooo it's a, strange bouquet, not today Supay, rubber boots, and tumbo juice, and tarantula toupee, canopy going ham over camp in a feuding biome, Os Mutantes row, row, rowing the wrong way into the diode, fry the banana, heart of palm ribbons, fish from the river, sauces made of citrus, on a screen porch pimpled after dark with frogs and lizards, when high as hell they might as well be Mothras and Godzillas,  it's awesome, peer into the spirit quest, spellbound, 3 to 1 machete,  yelling back into the hellmouth, you hit the labyrinth an ambassador of peace and love, you might return with the root of your superego plunged 

The river boils when it sees me

"Electric eels killed two of my best friends" said the local to the gringo, then dove in off the pirogue, in a cloud of smokey mopacho they boat in from Iquitos, mosquitos on the wall of the Amazonian ethos, out to bounce a light off any hairy eyeball in the basin, wild pig, owl, baby caiman, coral snakes that drape down from the timbers like the 6 fingers of Satan, they only speak in "S's", you can not get an "Amen”, I told my darkest secrets to a pair of fuchsia dolphins, the doozie out in Paris, the futures I had squandered, they whispered something to me I will bear unto my coffin, what's apparent via occam is despondency is common, we traded numbers and made off into the pond scum, humming Muddy Waters, motherfucker I am on one, earth, wind, fire, and papaya, we fly with the poison arrow, we dive with the arapaima

Spirit World Field Guide

Aesop Rock - Pizza Alley

"Death of the Boombox" is an upbeat, throwback posse-cut featuring verses from SAGE FRANCIS and METERMAIDS. This is the latest single from the "Working Man" album by PROLYPHIC & BUDDY PEACE, available now on Strange Famous Records: 
http://tinyurl.com/WorkingManLP
While a majority of the Working Man LP addresses the bleaker issues of working class society, Death of the Boombox provides a playful detour, acting as an old-school throw down over the kind of boombap production that intends on blowing out cheap subwoofers. This isn't a rehashing of the played out "hip-hop is dead" argument, nor is it a eulogy for the revered portable stereos of the past. It is an energetic return to a lost moment in time when sharing music with friends didn't involve an internet connection. Songs were simply blasted throughout the neighborhood from two speakers perched on top of a b-boy's shoulder. "Dig…put your back into it."

Special thanks to Pat Jensen for the "Death of the Boombox" artwork. 

Prolyphic, Metermaids and B. Dolan will all be joining Sage Francis on his NORTH EAST TOUR this weekend! 5/24 NYC (@ Knitting Factory), 5/25 Providence (@ Fete), 5/26 Portland (@ Space Gallery). All info and ticket links are available at http://tinyurl.com/SFRshows

WORKING MAN is available on MP3 and CD (signed) at: http://tinyurl.com/WorkingManLP
Also available on Bandcamp: http://strangefamousrecords.bandcamp.com/album/working-man

Stay tuned to all updates from Strange Famous Records:
http://StrangeFamousRecords.com
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Twitter http://twitter.com/SFRupdates

Deltron 3030 - Melding Of The Minds ft. Zach De La Rocha [EVENT II]

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