"Go ahead, mister. Look around.... see if there's something you like.  Are these things real? I told you... everything's real. You do have interesting artifacts here! But there's ONE thing you DON'T have. And what's that?  Let me show you— I'm an inventor— I made this."


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R.I.P. Bobby P.
Annexia is Dead
Long Live Annexia

All tracks by Little Johnny
DJ for Cadalack Ron at CHUD
Longest Running Show on KRRC


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This is just a collection of various
instrumental tracks I made, mostly
during a spurt of creativity in 2012,
except for Urges & Vice.  Those two
were created in 2006-2007... & they
were also both selected by a friend to 
appear on self released, underground 
hip hop records I have finally put up on
my YouTube channel so they might find
an audience, now that they're publicly
available, to be streamed live, on any
device with access to a YT playlist.

The two projects are Dead At 27,
which begins with 'Urgez', and
The Vice EP, which is named
for the song we decided to
place at the end, since it
best provided a sense
of completeness to
a collection that
is now free to
be enjoyed
after the
many
yrs
I
kept 
it, as a
secret, to
hide it from
those who did
not prize it, but it
has aged quite well
and now must breathe
new life into our lungs, as 
its whisper tickles.... Annexia


https://youtube.com/@MisterW00D



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R.I.P. Robert Paulson,
Long Live Annexia, 
Annexia is Dead




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Only Built

4 Cuban

https://soundcloud.com/dairy-2 
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air."

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my Walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it."

First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, this might be alright.

But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought, "Nah, forget it."
– "Yo, home to Bel-Air."

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo home smell ya later."
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air

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