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WTAM - Open minded (Prod. MT40)

THE BLUEZ DOGZ COMING AT YA 

BE SURE TO LIKE FOLLOW AND LISTEN TO
https://soundcloud.com/geronnimo-querido?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
https://soundcloud.com/user-705706912?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY  By The Bluez Dogz eddyoffline Geronnimo & The Junez

RHYTHM MAKES
THE MENTAL OF MIND
FIND CENTRAL
DEFINE THE LINE
LIKE PAPER AND  PENCIL
ESSENTIALS
EVENTUAL CREDENTIALS
IDENTIFY LIKE DENTALS
AND BEND ALL
FRAUDULENT LINES
LIKE THOUGHTS AT ATTENTION
OVER TO MINE
SUBLIME
LIKE BANNED MEDICINE
MEDICINAL CARD
SO NO SENTENCE
APART FROM
TALKING AND SPEAKING
AND EEKING                               
LIKE A LITTLE MOUSE
BIGGER MOUTH
FIGURE OUT
LURE EM OUT
LIKE BAIT TRAPS
NOT AVIN THAT
NO  FREEDOM
ALL BREATHING IN
THE SAME THING
AFFECTING THE BRAIN
PLAIN PLANES
LEVEL FIELD
IDEAS YIELD
LIKE FOOD IN THE POT
COMBINATIONS
LOOKING CLOSER
CHEMICAL TOASTER
POPPED !!!
YA FLIP
TURN
HALF COOKED
LIKE A CAUGHT CROOK
BUT DON'T GET BURNED
LEAVE 'EM HALF WAY SHOOK
MADE UP 
RECIPES
TO POKE LETHAGY
INTO A DOING 
THOUGHT EFFIGY
FOUND THE COVER
NOT THE BOOK
TAKE A LOOK
IT'S THIN
LET IT BLOW IN THE WIND
DIRECTION
IT'S POINTING
ANOINTING A PATH
OF MYSELF 
IN POSTION
NOT AN IMPOSITON
CAUSE I'M HAPPY HERE
WHOLE LIFE
STEERED 
TO THIS POINT
THROUGH A CROWD
THAT HATES TO ALLOW
INDIVIDUALITY
I'M A COMPOSIT
OF MANY THINGS
DONE
AVERAGLEY
SO NORMAL
ACTUALLY
TO BATTLE
LETS RIDE
SADDLE ME

VOID

WOLFB∆NE - COLLECTIVE SHADE

11/10/23

CAUGHT IT EATING BOOTY (H.Gee Remix)

original:
https://soundcloud.com/tioloke/412-caught-it-eating-booty

CAUGHT IT EATING BOOTY (H.Gee Remix)

Veedel Beat 11 Stoic

Maden's Madness

Natural Born Killer

(Opening that old) Lover Box (Tox)

At one point, Cihybeat vandalizes the Innocent's family mausoleum. Despite his hate toward the world, however, he develops a disgusting infatuation on boombap sorcery, Luciferus Satanu's newly wed wife, and ends up kidnapping her
horror boombap hip hop lives ?

The Countess (Circle of The Moon)

Nice groove from a jam…
…with Leon Carter on the drums, Dave Toolan and Charlie Villiers on the guitars, and myself on the bass and singing.

The lyrics are some excerpts from this rambling notepad poem I wrote;

Your Soul

So, how do you see your soul?
Can you put it into words?
A spoonful of honey from the gods?
Or a germ? or a thirst?
Is your soul a magic bean inside a biscuit tin?
Or a ‘pass the parcel’ mystery delight, waiting deep within?
Or simply a church candle flickering in the night?
Or is it like a mint imperial; round, smooth and white?
Is it wrapped in paper, hidden in a drawer?
Or more like a snowdrop on the forest floor?
Perhaps a shiny pearl inside an oyster shell…
Or the piece of grit at the centre of the pearl?!
Or is it a lotus flower in the middle of the pond?
A golden nugget, a lightbulb, or a daisy?
Treasure, buried beneath a giant redwood tree?
Is it a tea-light in an old jam jar, on the bookshelf?
Is it the water in a glass, or the glass itself?
A penny in a pudding or a fountain in a square?
The cherry on the bun? … or do you think there’s nothing there?

And does it remain constant, or how does it change?
Does it tarnish? Does it spoil?
Does it rust? Does it stain?
Does it radiate and deplete?
Could it be your body heat?
Does it mature like wine, or does it grow?
Or does it dim and diminish, does it corrode?
Is it impervious and unwavering?
Is it needy and long suffering? 
Is it passive and detached?
Or does it get dented and scratched?

Does it start out as a blank canvas, onto which you paint?
Does it get corrupted, when once it was a saint?
A block of marble you chisel and carve,
Into a marvellous work of art?
Or a fire ignited by a heavenly spark?
To sometimes smoulder and sometimes blaze?
Does it age, over the years, just like a face?
Does it feed on love received?
And wither if deprived?
Needing just a splash of water or a hug to be revived?

Do we all have the same soul?
‘A universal soul’ shared out within us all?

The same life-force, pure at the core
Of every singer, nurse, salesman, junky, tourist, whore?
Every Christian, Muslim, Jew, and Buddhist…
Pagan, Sikh, Scientologist, and Druid?
Every pusher, every addict
Every guard, and every convict?

Even every chicken, and even every fox?
Even the sewer rats and the sparrow-hawks?
And the ants and the plants?
What about the worms and the germs?

Could our deepest inner-selves 
All be one and the same?
If I had lived 
The life you’ve lived
Would I be just the same?

Careful as you choose your metaphor
Your essence to describe
You can make yourself believe anything
You’ll believe your own lies

Words in jest or bravado, or in false modesty
May cast the dye, and shape your mould
When your story is being told…

So how do you see your soul?
Answers please, in the comments below?!

Your Soul



Long distance rummaging rapper type of fella, who needed beats so decided to try and make his own from the nefarious world of bargain vinylment. Lost track of time and realised he'd forgotten to write the words he was creating to support. Now on a mission without the time he can never find, he jigsaws verse and beats at glacial speed for fun often miss-laying the final piece- but happy in the knowledge there's fullfilment in the incomplete.

If your hearing things and wishing it was an instrumental, drop a line and i'll try to get it sorted folks.

Thanks!
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Toolage : Mpc 1000, 2500, 1210's, Microphones,Vinyl addiction,Pens, Paint, People, Computers, Freebie stickers, and other bits of shizz i'll include as they get used. 

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