my soul cries out for an hour long loop of this!!!!

Bitter End (feat. liim, lana lou & iso keys)

i love youuuuuu

The Unknwns - Evening

track 3

nawa amalyrics wakhona
(here are the lyrics)


I did backflips in the third grade . That affected my confidence in the best way . If i could bag this girl from ethiopia , play her franks version of steves version of close to ya . Rotten eggs getting thrown at ya , get off the fucking podium . Aint no such thing as first place in a rat race . The first breath is what its like to get paid . After 30 days of dishing out 'lemme explains' . How she supposed to love ya, minimum wage ? Shes supposed to love me, when did that change ? These are tough things . And her friends just keep interrupting . Niggas with everything she wants whisper sweet nothings . Faith keeps disrupting . As i walk away . The last stretch right before the sub . Hoes be lyn right before the cub . Like the kid is ours knowing you aint the only one . Stuck with the shit while the father uzzi vert shoulder rubs . With woman who want the same thing we know wassup . Sloane ,not this again . A heart of gold to a blind woman shines different . I wouldve lied still in it . Im welding im fixing it . Polished it thinking this old thing ? Remind me to stop questioning value . A coat of rust removed whats unravelled , the travel channel . The golden handle . My face a saddle . And the taps on my face forget to sea .. while im driving at high speeds , mama praying it dont repeat and thats why im still alive . Dont worry about me im rambling guys . My hand is vase bouqe of marlboro reds thinking this cancer is nice . Till its really cancer and my kids got no dad in their lives . My lungs damaged inside . My chest is a mic . I aint never seen an organ fighting and writting or jumping that high . Urge to survive . Finally make it to the top and he cant breathe . Saturday nights in melville with my sunday candy . She gave me a chance  and look im still standing . She cant even stand like we gone both plan b and lots of prayer . From now you can call me smooth operator . The boss of stay up . The wall breaker . The ruiner of make up . We fight and we make up . The roles that we take up .  The heartbreak escaper . Or umuntu kaMu, ishu ! Or you could just call me tim . The invisible man . Or invincible .. depends on how you see me .


My Hand Is A Vase

give thanks for the breath
the lamb's law you have to hold
relax, oh
relay
the forlorn to have a home

are you far from me again
are you tired 
are you spent

it happens to everyone far from me
I am the only one 
(the remedy)

the breath

no more ms manando.

vuka.

SHOKA'S DEMO.

From VPRO (Dutch Radio).  Cheers to Mike for leaving the tape behind.

Cocteau Twins at Vera, Groningen, The Netherlands - Feb 1985

ADDITIONAL VOCALS BY HK 
MIXED BY HK

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DON'T CRY FOR HOME. (PROD. BY HK)

SHOKA SUNFLOWER

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