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MajoR ToM  Pale 1

Freestyle, from the broken places... I do not own the magnificent beat that is being destroyed by these lyrical rockets.

nO ReFleCtiOn.(Part1)  Pale1 "Freestyle"

Freestyle, part 2 of the onslaught, I do not own this beat.

nO RefLeCtiON. (Part2) Pale1 "Freestyle"

Lyrics: Joe Kirk Copyright 2015.
I want to take on all of the broken.
Bones vibrate, souls electrocuted.
The loudest words are unspoken.
Magnetic.
She crashed into.
She crashed into.
Her eyes are the force that can't be resisted.
The moment it was presented.
Discovered love as if she was the one who invented it.
I fell fast, I fell far, my soul turned into a scar.
The taillights I can see, as she drives away from me.
As she fades from view, I still love you.
Pale one and soulfire, a story of a boy and a girl, used to believe that there was still some good left in the world.
Those who chose, to not love, there the blame for the dead rose.
I wish I could wish for a wish that could wish us away.
I wish I could wish for a wish that could wish us away.
Legs like the galaxy, mesmerize and hypnotize me. What is inside entices me, your invisible knife it still slices me.
My love never fails, it is the wind the greets the sails on the ship, and your lips are the reason for the voyage and many hearts that are ripped.
I wish I could wish for a wish that could wish us away.
Danger, use caution, I miss her touch and it's often. I never sleep because I am already daydreaming of her.
Those who chose, to not love, there the blame for the dead rose.
I will take on all.
Love through all.
Just want to be your all.
Let me love you girl.
Pale 1 will always love you girl.
Danger, use caution, I miss her touch and it's often. I never sleep because I am already daydreaming of her.
I fell fast, I fell far, my soul turned into a scar.
The taillights I can see, as she drives away from me.
As she fades from view, I still love you.
Pale one and Soulfire, a story of a boy and a girl, used to believe that there was still some good left in the world.

ThE stOrY oF A boY anD a GiRl.  Pale1/ChromeDolphins

DeAr GOD.  Pale1

From the heart of Texas rises Pale1 — a poet, fighter, and truth teller who turns pain into prophecy. Rooted in Austin’s raw underground scene, Pale1 stands apart as a lyricist who bleeds emotion through every bar. His verses are heavy with experience — a lifetime of loss, loyalty, and lessons — and his delivery carries the calm wisdom of a man who’s survived every storm and came back sharper.

More than a rapper, Pale1 is a freestyler, philosopher, and vessel for truth. His music bridges Southern grit with soulful reflection — the voice of someone who’s walked through fire and still thanks God for the journey. With every track, he breaks through facades and speaks directly to the spirit, blending poetic cadence with street-born authenticity.

Tracks like “Ugly Beautiful,” “Storm Front,” and “gAbrIel’s mesSaGe” show his ability to move between pain and peace, between loss and redemption — always guided by faith, always grounded in truth. His wordplay is sharp, his flow unpredictable, his tone unmistakably real. Pale1’s sound feels both ancient and new, a Texas storyteller channeling divine urgency through a microphone.

Behind the mic, Pale1 is Joe Kirk, founder and creative force behind Chrome Dolphins, a movement built on creativity, resilience, and rebirth. Together with a circle of like-minded artists, he continues to build from the underground up — not chasing fame, but pursuing meaning.

Pale1 is more than music — he’s message, motion, and mercy wrapped in rhyme.
When he speaks, it’s not just bars — it’s testimony.
When he breathes, it’s art.
When he rhymes, it’s revelation.

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