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Lyrics  :   Supersonic Old Skool


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once upon a time 
way back in the day

i didn't have the knowledge
that's intensified my intellect
in an intimidating way

backin up my brawn
with a battle ready brain

a psycho logical advantage
for payin out the pain

roaring like a tiger
that broke out of the cage

Academic Ammunition
Wisdom that can maim

bigger picture shit
from way outside the frame

not blowin my own horn
i'm just sayin 

i ain't tame & lame, little game
in a circus show
i'm a wild man Orangutan
escaped from Borneo

ppl give me shit
cos i'm a red head 'ranga

but they're playin with Tom Thumbs
& i got a big banger

Fire up above, 
Fire down below
in the head & into bed
u know i'm not slow


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i'm from the Super sonic old skool
you a played out little fool
pack horse / ass / mule

my own boss, i make my rules

close yr mouth b4 u drool
yr luke warm, i'm hot & cool

underground artisan
with specialist tools
 
Power to the People
Class war duel

Middle finger to the Crown
kiss my family jewels


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back in the beginning bro
a long, long time ago

i was a play centre mentalist
knew just about everything

bold & bulletproof
fresh & feelin excellent

u heard about the wheel ?
man - i reinvented it

but that was b4

i grew into a real man
found out how to feel
fly, fall & heal

pick up all the cards 
change the game & learnt to deal


started out the same
as everbody else
way down on the pyramid
with out a lot of help

misspent a lot of time
slaving for the system
waiting for my wages
got 'em & then pissed them
up against a wall
on Monday really missed 'em

just another number
workin for the weekend
wasting all my wages
drinking til i'm dumber

Lost a lot braincells
with superficial friends
 discussing the importance
of superfluose trends

what was hot, what was not
damn it never ends
fashion, fash out
it drove me round the bend

until i threw away 

my ugly & uncomfortable
unassuming & assimilated
middle of the road
mainstream disguise

opened up my eyes

adjusted my priorities
met other minorities
suddenly 
saw obvious lies

so i moved the goal posts
coloured outside the lines

seceded from the rat race
& decided on the precipice 
to make up my own mind
blaze my own trail

 & LOVE LIVIN' LARGE 

while i'm alive


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i'm from the Super sonic old skool
you a played out little fool
pack horse / ass / mule

I'm my own boss, i make my rules

close yr mouth b4 u drool
yr luke warm, i'm hot & cool

underground artisan
with specialist tools
 


Power to the People
Class war duel

Middle finger to the Crown
kiss my family jewels.


***

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Recorded by Luke at S.A.E.

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Track Production - S.e.S.   aka  Sine


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Lyrics   :   a loVe affair.


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Every day in the week
every second in the hour
like  a Pohutukawa flower
blooming bright in the warm sunlight
or Venus shining high on a moonless Summer night

u inject my life with inspiration
& make all the wrongs alright
all the wrongs alright

heat my heart with hugs
lift my life with Love
Take me 2 new heights

although I already had
my head in the clouds
I think that u just might –
Take me higher
Higher
Higher

Make me hot
like my heart was on fire
Set my soul singing
Higher than an alto in a choir
I’d give u everything
Cos I could never deny ya
Or tire – of your fire

U

R my desire.


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Again 
a love affair ends
I am alone
Again

a parting proposal & promise of forever
some time
in the future

Yes I’m Mr Right
But not right now

I watched my
butterfly flutter by
I watched my
butterfly flutter by

I took her high
Into the sky
Clouds all around 
But no sign - of #9

I held her close
On top of the world
As the sun went down

The dark sat heavy in our hearts.
& smiles turned upside down.

She & I - Sad eyes
Not Mr & Mrs - Soft kisses
& silence

Said what words couldn’t say

Something inside didn’t feel right
As she flew away – into the wide wide night.


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Miss u
Wanna kiss u
Wish u were near
So I could hold u tight
Throughout the night
& play away the day

but I’m afraid 
I’ve lost u
2 your career
& the almighty dollar

it’s a fear I cannot bear
& it makes me wanna holler

cos I can’t see me in your future

on the path that your taking
& it’s making 
me

unhappy.


***


I walked along the beach 
Alone

Lingered by our tree

By myself 
I had a cone
& wished that I was we

waves crash upon sand & stone
as I stared out 2 sea

I wondered how long you’d roam
& if you’d ever come back 
2 me


but u didn't.


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Music - S.e.S.  aka  Sine



1st Take

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Lyrics : styLin'


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High-de-High

who the hell am i ?

Well, I'm Lyall
& I'll
put a smile
on yr dial
cos i'm stylin' 
like a lion
in Zion

But i'm a Tiger

ROAR when i talk
soar like a hawk
when i'm jivin' & divin'
so high in the sky
freaky, funky, fly

No, no, no
u can't buy buy buy
a mind like mine
that's rhyming intelligently
with the kind of morals & manners 
that make a gentleman
so elegantly eloquent

arguably arrogant

but if u think i give a fuck
you're foolin', droolin,
you need schoolin'
in cool & - i don't got the time
i'm full focus on mine
i'm a busy bee
bein me
while i'm Lyall 
& i'm styLin'.


***


i ain't no superman
i'm a Boogie man

i get anaphilactic reactions
& i got a sketchy engine 
but i'll be revving the Avenger
til the end is nearer than my ears 
or end of my nose

Ranginui Knows

i'm not yr typical - Role model
i got crooked teeth, an impish grin
mongrel blood, mottled skin,
tattooed like a thug
take drugs & love to sin

but

i ain't yo nigger, 
ain't no wigger
i ain't a trick or a pimp
i ain't a bitch or gimp
i ain't been shot with a gun
i don't walk with a limp
i ain't a gangsta, ain't a thug
i ain't signed to Shady Records
but i got a shade of brown in my blood
like the mud - from Papatuanuku
& if you don't like me, 
i don't like you
so FUCK U 2.

i know bro - i'm styLin'


***


I been Sharpening my teeth & my claws with a file &
honing my wit & my wisdom & wile &
Vocational Vocabulary

SUCKER!!

I'll Vacuum 
the time from yr rhymes
suck the sane from yr mind
with the might that's in mine

can't you see the signs ?

i'll snip yr veins like they're vines
slit your last life line

Don't spit your vile bile @ Lyall while i'm stylin'

I'll bounce your blind doe no ideas
back & forth
South side to Far North
East Cape to Coasts West
& beat the apes with the beef 
that boast to be best
then eat the rest in a roast

while you stand there staring
mouths open agape
i'll stick my dick in yr chicks tits
pork her rump & her breasts
stuff her with steamin' semen so sweet
it'll sound like the taste 
of apple sauce has been taped

Fuckin styLin'.


***


Sisters & Brothers
Fathers & Mothers
Stop me while i'm strolling 
thru my good hood

MORNINGSIDE!!

they stop me on the street to say
'$†¥₤€ - you're Hot!!'
they like me but i want 'em to love me like

I LOVE POT !!

cos it makes my senses
nifty like fifty
not Cents but a bag of Sensei
i got an ounce on my nounce
& it won't go away.

you oughta know
i''l go you cone for cone
smoke you round for round
from the skin in my tin
to the pound underground
& like the D-O-GG  P-O-U-N-D
i gets mine the way i gets mine
& i takes my time
while i'm dropping my rhymes -

but i'll also snort the lines
of the dust so fine
then run a 1 minute mile with a smile 
cos i'm Lyall 
& i'm styLin'.


***


Sittin on a South Pacifican styLe
got myself a Maui size smile on my dial
Chocolate in my eyes
Fire on my head
Fire in the bed
you heard what i said

Shootin sonic Sonnets
i'm the Gin not the Tonic
tokin on the chronic
knockin back the Tanqueray
suckin up the Bombay

e titiro ahau nga wahine

& like the diggy diggy diggy, diggy, diggy Dr Dre -

 I SMOKE WEED EVERY DAY.


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