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Jesus

Bless Your Enemies

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Ben Beal & Irahnik - Another Day (Prod. beatboxbandit)

new york (beat tape teaser)

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1. Just Dont Know ft MAG HOSKY https://soundcloud.com/ourillvision/mag-hosky-just-dont-know-prod-by-devin-malek

2. Thanksgiving JAZZ
3. dont get clapped [acka]
4.  A Song For Me ft. @skoolie300
5. dusty ass
6. regulate//remix
7. shootout//remix

Winter.Slaps\ (SIDE B) stream.

Loving You (destiny X Reprise)

don't stay

[Original Track] = Bonfa Situation by All These Fingers @allthesefingers

Been following All These Fingers for some time. An extremely prolific artist whose music always speaks to me. 
Grab up the album this track appears on(Secret Places) and other albums and tapes here: https://allthesefingers.bandcamp.com/
And follow and support All These Fingers here: @allthesefingers

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written and recorded in a blissful hour and a half yesterday afternoon
9'5'16
no mix no master. one take through the laptop mic.
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in my myopia
dystopia
dyspep-sick
loping like beats from ancient sleep
like sheep that’s mending picket fences 
i grieve the pickets mention
no dream lost, just what never was
what’s never found, earth bound to turn
round here the leaves never touch ground
but hover centimeters above
believing love
is finding branches for this dove
but what of grief
that goes unheralded
scrounged garrulous matter 
married perilous authors
looked for female poets to uncover
to understand the roses’ thorns
the thorns’ roots
the roots form
the born truth in first fruit
spring beaming gentle
tea spooning
blowing reed kisses 
mooning — seas glinting
laughed with blunt in hand
and six feet deep through the sony speaks
worst bone to pick is the one to teach
cursed home at 6 but what’s inside of me
is always returning
wonder whats that smell of burning

heart attack from beyond the fronds
palms bury the song in psalms
last treasures of these arms I saw
new waves for a new day
and new rays in old plays
same scene same setting
same timing
i’m finding

the chair is only there for those not dining
the stare is far away cuz i never learned unwinding
the stress of life is just another outline of my lining
that sound is the tremble of my heart resigning
my lungs giving way to my fate
i’m still saving face
at a table
where we’re no longer saying grace

but hold hands still
in a temple of fingers in front of our faces
or together at will
the real-life of the autumn’s chill

Demos

My Myopia - Hemlock Ernst Freestyle (prod. All These Fingers)

[Original Track] = River Echo by ('i's') @n95-chris

Blessings to ('i's') for hitting me with some tracks a couple weeks back. Got home from the road Monday and sat down to write.

Written 9/12/16 - Recorded 9/13/16
No mix no master. Through the laptop mic.

This one is for the cats. Human and feline. The Pablos, the Poches, the Nicks and the Jims. Rip.

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in the land, in the land
cats close at hand
move on to better lands
heaven is that state of mind

as the wind dripped through chrysalis
my avarice buried the threats
mysteries carried my mind swept
away with the tides tinged
mention my blindness
only to find friends
hoping for sympathy
at times when
i don’t believe in myself
when i relieve from my shelf
shells picked up now patronized
monuments to times when i was searching to find
merging my center uncertain
with saviors i’ve been virgin
with nature i’ve been assertive 
cuz i don’t want my spiritual fucked with
the way that the body’s gifts get plucked quick
and cherry’s pop on these cherry tops
on blacktops we played ball like the world had stopped
McCoy was the real when the key was at home
around the world in a Tyner song

while you was out coppin a feel
I was down on the reel to reel

when you was out huntin a deal 
i was down on the reel to reel

i was down on the reel to reel
how you feel

so i tried to put it on the paper better
tried to make it redder put the passion in the letters
i just wanted it to last forever
you lose a friend every time that you can’t break a tether
and we ain’t free at last
or free and lost
and freedom’s cost is  freedoms path
and life isn’t free but it was given to me
so now i’m given to you the bit that’s thickening me
hard hearted now it’s just like a prison to me
and why the cage bird sings
because it can
just that thought…it’s like a religion to me
but what is god if they taken bodies, before they meant to be
feel like i been here a century
the past 8 months felt like 8 years
sitting thinkin bout it 
recounting old loves and new fears
and 2016’s just disappeared 
then again, it’s almost new years

In the Land of Cats - Hemlock Ernst free verse (prod. ('i's'))

Worlds To Run - Instrumental

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Worlds To Run - Instrumental

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