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Open up ur diaphragm leviathan the fireman, soaking up ur vitamins, retirement of Iron men, I overdose on vicodins, the pyro bent, entitlement, ur choking on ur viral flem a sinus death environment, I toak enough alive again, I’m higher then enlightenment, The Jokers fun is life or death with violence in Lions dens, not choking up when I intend to cipher step a title test, evoke the dunk like Iverson and hyper sense my iris lens,
The hunger in my voice is possessed with obsessadry,
The thunder in the noise is kinetic raw energy, that’s right in the hell of it, dissipher the fellowship, from python’s inhabitance, to the mice and the elephants,
the Knocking all ur Heinekens, the pocket full of vicodens, hoping that ur vulnerable with razors in ur cotton wool environment,
cause I’m fighting pirate ship, its fire when I’m rhyming, I’m admired by psychiatrists,   

I’m roping love inside a Benz, the virus met a vinyl blend, you’ve woken upa fire nest now minds are bent around the bend, 
I’m throwing up a higher sense, I’m dying in a pyro den, the cobra clutch of mice and men, as I offend the hymen den,
you chose to front but lie again, inditenments of diamonds, the 2 in love, will find the end, its likely then, you hyper vent, 
now sober up the kind of friends, no fighting em requirements, doping up with nitrogen, from cyber men Orion sent, 
an overdose of vocal tones, I don’t condoned to comatose on hope and token broken bones, and over open thoughts, choke sever and gauge,  demonic apocalypse, that’s ominous to any conglomerate knocking this, its obvious hollow tip, leaves bodies dropped in a followers box, locked in a sarcophagus, the populous, are often forgotten, stopping the robbing an popping rotten concoctions,

Fluent Flow

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My life’s out of focus, but Ive survived,
The overdoses at the back of bayside,
In loaded boat sheds, we stagger blind,
With the hopeless dope heads were the franga kind,

Footscray station I take the grave shift,
a romper stomper in an Asian snake pit, 
this dirty hit, its fucken filthy
got my grip on a fit that will fucken kill me

I racked the Cougar coz it was flat and I could dack it
Then I graduated from that to a smack habit
watch ur wallet this bitch is gonna grab it
Cos the Frankston line is where I inhabit

I’m burning up, in gurneys cuffed, 
submerged in Footscays bourbon blood, 
so worthless cunts, will surface up, 
in the Marribinong dumped in a Persian rug

If you’re in my hood u better act right
Doing lines in the pines this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood you better look twice
Getting high all the time this is Footscray life
If you’re in my hood u better have a knife
Doing crime to survive this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood get ready for a fight
Its an eye for an eye this is Footscray life

You’ll need a Coroners skill when I’m robbing the till 
of the all the common commoners on Oliver’s hill
Its shambles the way I handle my hand skills, 
dumped like an anvil in Frankston landfill

I living in a casket, I’m stuck in the darkness, 
from Saigon car park to Footscray market,
this bulldogs knocking dead,
In bed with my Woodstock and Footlocker threads

Fuck the west
Kananook station, we make arrangements,
For Paul Denyer to have u taken
Now were fighting the jacks
in adidas tracky dacks and nike air max,

cunt I don’t give a fuck, 
Cause u can pump weights and make ur chest look big, 
But its checkmate bitch, with a knife in ur ribs
I’m alive when I’m sick, with ur head caved in,
I’m throwing kids, off the west gate bridge, 

If you’re in my hood u better act right
Doing lines in the pines this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood you better look twice
Getting high all the time this is Footscray life
If you’re in my hood u better have a knife
Doing crime to survive this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood get ready for a fight
Its an eye for an eye this is Footscray life

I was drinking goon, the silver pillow of death 
Yes spilling spoons of the crystal meth, 
In the grips like a prisoner from Frankston cinema to the tip of the Peninsula 

Bitch shut ur fucking mouth
The hood stays gritty and that look stays with me
I was mugging cunts back at Footscray city
on the western front, set foot in my hood and come test me cunt

That aint shit bitch
After I Hear, the wicked laughter of karma,
starving for shards so I’m puffing it harder,
the blood runs deep on Frankston harbor,
In kananook creek where I’m dumping my father

I’m injecting fentanyl with death utensils, 
so the next step is Das west western general 
or dead and buried on the Werribe line 
in the Geelong rd. cemetery dead or alive


If you’re in my hood u better act right
Doing lines in the pines this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood you better look twice
Getting high all the time this is Footscray life
If you’re in my hood u better have a knife
Doing crime to survive this is Frankston life
If you’re in my hood get ready for a fight
Its an eye for an eye this is Footscray life

Footscray Frankston (feat. Miss C)

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I Think I Feel

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Aussie Ebonics (feat. Miss C)

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The Last Hit

The Two Jims - A Day In The Life

RUTHLESS CYCLE

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Beat produced by Mixla

Verse one
Tear drops hit the ground I’m a slave to my past, like I’m trapped in place where I chase a facade, 
Cause I’m looking for love in the drugs I sniff, but the love the I hunt it comes from within,
worked to the bone, nothing left of me, and the thirst of my hope, cant set me free, 
Everyday I need a taste it engraved in me, everyday I leave this place to the make believe,
the kindness of others, burns like napalm, sometime I go to sleep and I hope I don’t wake up, 
Hope is a lie and I’m a fiend that owing, so much pain inside and I’m to ashamed to show it, 
And it hurts everyday, like the dirt on my name, yes it hurts everyday, like I burn in the flames,
And I’m trapped in a chase, like I’m trapped in my chains, cause I’m trapped in this place, like I’m trapped in a cage, 

Chorus
My dreams, they burn, my thought they burn, my soul it burns, my life is up in flames, My dreams, they burn, my thought they burn, my soul it burns, my life is up in flames

Verse two
I can’t climb my way out, before its time to die, 
cause the hole gets deeper, every time I try,
So what do I own, I don’t own a dime, I don’t own what I’m owed, I don’t own what’s mine, 
So It burns, like I work to be free, but I’ve burnt my believes, cause it hurts to be me,
I cant stop in all my ways, so I’m lost in all my lot chains, I cant stop in all my shame, so I’m lost in all my pain,
In one heart beat, my one heart bleeds, I can’t face the fight sometime I can’t be,
awake at night sometimes my heart weeps, nightmares all the time sometimes I cant sleep,
cause I’m locked in a scope, and I just can’t hope
cause I’m locked in a choke, and I just can’t cope, 
so I’m stuck in the earth like I’m stuck in reverse, Cause I’m stuck and it hurts, I’m stuck and it burns, 

Chorus
My dreams, they burn, my thought they burn, my soul it burns, my life is up in flames, My dreams, they burn, my thought they burn, my soul it burns, my life is up in flames

Dark evil rap beat With a Story of drug use and its effects. Melbourne local Artist Jimmy Loops

It Burns (feat. Merlin)

Something To Fear

Beat Produced By - Hala-X
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This life is fast pass, this life bring heart ace, I take charge, but the past is fast to heart break, I’m part the rhyme maker, define the line breaker iron saber the tops of sky scrapers in fog, they say stop, but im taking off, cause the chase is on, in the present tense, bent into benevolence, lessons of the heaven sent, the peasants and menses’, are veterans embedded with the medicine,  
Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, right of passage, constructing this damage, the pen to the pad, connecting like marriage
Everyone starts small by displaying their name on back lane alleyway and graffiti art walls, so remember,; this crafts an art form the path is hardcore, so survive the shard war, and be the driver of life, not the passenger and blind, yes rapping is a right, and it happens to be mine, its savage when I handle raps, mad vandal act I burn tracks back to candle wax, 
Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, Lines to the beats, the mind of a beast, comes alive when I speak, the styles to the ease, right of passage, constructing this damage, the pen to the pad, connecting like marriage
we focus on life’s chi, hoping we might see, the comatose goes into stoking our pipe dreams, the fight seems, like were on a beast, no peace on the streets but we got to eat, 
but I’m starting to see things, so I keep on the track 
and push through like I’m teething, so u see, I want to be free so I’m zoned in my thing, I want to be free to flow with mic kings

Flatline (feat. Tom Fernie)

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Beat Produced By - 2Deep

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I’m their in bad dreams,
Night mares sad scene
Y spear has beens 
Tie their gag screams
Hi their cash these
I blear rap dreams
Like were dam fiends
right their catch me
with a bunch of dumb shits, The cunts that I run with, pyros, ruff kids, psychos, fuck wits, absolute nutters, junkie in the gutters double crossing back stabbing conniving mother fuckers,

who’s a loose cunt, me bitch
Run mucks, me kid
Toothbrush, clean kicks
Tongues up, genius

Blank checks sign these,
See some of my steeze, 
Oversized white Ts
Bdubs Nikes, 

Hand bag, roat that
Scam that, raw hash
Ran sack, more cash 
Stand back, Ur chat

Acting like ur mate and pretend to be a friend but if ya give me tic, uall never see me again

Alone or In a pack, Jumping a back fence, puffin on the crack, then running from the jacks, 

Gankin touch screens
Making much green
chasing puff dreams
Hating fuck me

Eyeing off ur goods like I’m a fuckin hawk, O you’ve gone out, well I’m kicking in ur door, 


All day off chops
shit mate Lost plot
Small shanks in socks,
Big shank in jocks,
Fuck the police, when I’m Stalking the streets, tall white cunt brain dead, 64 shaved head, 
pack pipe, smoke skunk
jack knife, coked up 
crack pipe, toke up
That’s y I, choke cunts

Ur crown will gets caved
By Some of our best made
Run around death game
fucking clowns get shanked

So Jump on Hip Hop
Some gronk Pissed off
Done wrong Shit lost
Run from pig cops

I’m a fucken gritty cunt and ur sleeping with the fishes,
I was ur best mate but now I’m sleeping with ur misses

a Doped up smack fiends
Coked up crack dreams
Low cunts tax green
Woke up that’s speed

If ur Tugging on my snake
Then Jumping in my grave
and rub it in my face
Ur fucken gone die mate

In my habitat,
See my Adidas,
three stripes tracky dacs,
Peace pipes having that

Dam trip found cash
Hang shit towel rack
gank this Round back
Bang bitch How’s that?

Smash this dick head
Bash his big head
Crack his pin leg
That’s my street cred

like fantasia
I am brave heart
Left hand daze ya 
Right hand grave yard

Moeing down old folks
Throw round bomb blows
I’m Blowing out bong smoke
Then Going out gong show.

Hell Raizer

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Beat Produced By - Life and Death
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Listen up, this is for u if u came from nothing and you made it something, and that’s were the fuck I’m from, and if u were giving it with it all then fuck you!

I was born with curruption through and through, u were born with lovein from a sliver spoon, its like two different worlds, but we share the street, and the news tells u to be scared of me, were I come from is unknown to u, u were giving everything, I had nothing to loose, I had nothing to do, I had nothing to choose, I had nothing but tuff love on the hunt for the truth, and its the reason, I held my ground when everyone around me berrie me beneath it, my life was hopeless, betrayed at birth, but I was so focused I made it work, no one believed in me, I steped on through, to the otherside now im looking at u, I stood still in a land that was vacant, cause the streets was a game that I played but I hated,
Where I’m from, things cant be changed, were I’m from, is a place of pain 
don’t call me brother, if u come from cash, but if u came from the gutter then I’ve got ur back,
Where I’m from, things cant be changed, were I’m from, is a place of pain 
don’t call me brother, if u come from cash, but if u came from the gutter then I’ve got ur back,

U were raised happily with a mum and a dad and ur self esteem came from the things u had, I was raised in a family were no one had my back, and my self esteem came from the cunts I bashed, so I don’t relate, if its all in ur lap, cause were I come from I had to fight for scraps,
I had to fight for the truth, I had to fight the abuse, I had to fight that life and the crime I induced, the odds were against me but im a tuff man, this is my life and I am who I am, arms cuffed up and I was dumped in assumption, my heart would erupt it was pumped with curruption, no more, do I sympathise, with those that had it all but never live their life, It was the game that I played, it was the chance that id take, it was the plan that began into the man I became

Where I’m from, things cant be changed, were I’m from, is a place of pain 
don’t call me brother, if u come from cash, but if u came from the gutter then I’ve got ur back,
Where I’m from, things cant be changed, were I’m from, is a place of pain 
don’t call me brother, if u come from cash, but if u came from the gutter then I’ve got ur back,

Ur from another street were the grass is green, thought morals and beliefs to grasp ur dreams, I was born into crime, and u laughed at me, now I’m staring u down, cause I’m fucken free, U doubted me and gave me nothing to work with, buried me alive, I was fucken worthless, I’ve payed the price of life, I’ve payed the price of time, I’ve payed the price to provide this life of mine, It hurt so much but I’ve fucken emerged bitch, now I’m taking what’s mine cause I fucken earnt it, I endued the blame, I endued the shame, I endued all the ruins, I endued the pain, Ur parents loved u, taught u right from wrong, I was left in abuse and had to fight to be strong, I survived and I chose, to survived on my own, I survived I’m alive and ill die on my own, 
Where I’m from, things cant be changed, were I’m from, is a place of pain 
don’t call me brother, if u come from cash, but if u came from the gutter then I’ve got ur back.

Where I'm From

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Artist - Jimmy Loops
Beat produced by - Tristen
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Lyrics
Im their bad dreams, Night mares sad scene
Y spear has beens, Tie their gag screams
Hi their cash these, I blair rap dreams
Like were dam fiends, right their catch me
cunts I run with, hypo dumb shits, 
pyros ruff kids, psychos fuck wits, 
absolute nutters, bugging in the gutters
double crossing back stabbing kaniving muther fuckers,
whos a loose cunt, me bitch, Run mucks, me kid
Toothbrush, clean kicks, Tounges up, genious
Doped up smack fheinds, Coked up crack dreams
No cunt had me, Woke up that’s speed
Hand bag, roat that, Scam that, raw hash
Ran sack, more cash, Stand back, Ur chat
comatose, overdose token broken bones kid, 
homophobic bitch own ur own shit

pack pipe, smoke skunk
jack knife, coked up 
crack pipe, toke up
That’s y, choke cunts
like fantasia
Am I brave heart
Left hand daze ya 
Right hand grave yard
Jump on Hip Hop
Some gronk Pissed off
Done wrong Shit lost
Run from pig cops
Do this dumb stuff
Two dicks fuck up 
boobies puffed up
Two chicks one cup
Hard on my needs, 
punching high beam, 
blood on white tees, 
mud on my Nikes, 
Smashing dick heads
Bashing big heads
Cracking pin legs
That’s my street cred

Dam trip found cash
Hang shit towel rack
gank this Round back
Bang bitch How’s that?
Gankin touch screens
Making much green
chasing puff dreams
Hatin fuck me

Hell Bound (feat. Merlin)

Beat produced by - Mars 1
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From the Album - Broken Oath

we grew up in this place and we chased what we could, but were based in a place thats taken from our hood,so we chase the paper, so would we chase the neighboure, would we chase on the take for the taste of flavor, We say what we want and we take what we need, as we wait for the train, but the train that never leaves, the train never sleeps, cause the train is a beast, the train is the game that u play when u breath, now we learn to evolve from the pain weve lost, told to work till were old and to prey to god, they cant explain the dodge, their afaid of loss, and im amazed at the way they can blame the mob, ive had enough getting stuck at the wall they made, cause we rush in the dust in a soulless way, we all get stuck till were old and grey, cause were all in a rush with our ball and chains,

Is it written in stone, about were we go, or is it giving what you know, about sharing hope, is it who u can be, when u care the most, or is it bearing the load of wearing a ghost,
but the story today is that were walking of the plank, as the mouse trap snaps your caught in a maze, caught in a phase with a porsilin name, talking the talk but u walk in their game, cause The clocks are ticking, from the cogs of wisdom, lost in the fog from the cost of living, ur not forgiven, so ur locked in prison, lost in the mob so stop and listen,
wraped in a sick head, acting and intence, facts bin in misslead, packed in a big mess, traped in the living dead, traped to the bitter end, traped to the fact we adapt to a prison pen,

Getting Nowhere

Beat produced by - Sinima
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Time goes on, and we move on through, but im stuck in hell, and i live the proof,
In the womb I bleed a broken heart on my sleve, this nightmare, is where I wear the mark of the beast, scream, from the chronic pain, infected my veins, like the bubonic plague, sold my soul for an endorfin rush, mirrors tell stories of body dismorphia, lost, all my will for freedom, and the cost, I still am greiving, 

Rarrr, I sob like im hopeless, been lost for years, like im following moses, 
no were to turn, no ones by my side, im about to burn, am I even alive, and the damage to my pride is pain mmmm and it cant be changed 

do I belong in a cage, of remorse and pain, or is their a way to be free from chains, liveing with the fangs of sin that hangs in me, that takes my faith away, like the big bang theory,
scar tissue, reminds me of pain, I didnt choose to be alive and live life in a grave,
raaaaa, is what I anounce, I don’t belong on this earth, did they take someone eles, 
obssessed, with the weight on my chest, nothing left, I am following death, 
from the source of addiction, that spawned a monster, like being born, into contorted dogma, I don’t know were I am and I cant get past it, all my defects I tend to harvest, so were do I belong, is it a place of pain? and where do I go if I do not change

Where I Belong

ITunes - https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/broken-oath/id1272364886?app=itunes&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Beat produced by Sinima

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Lyrics
Let me read u a note from these thoughts of mine, as i let you inside of my haunting crys, living in the mind of an habitual thinker, veins disappear in the middle of winter, I have a taste, and then im left with nothing, so co-dependent, with a chemical substance, I try to run, via a suicide note, on behalf of the souls that were luard by dope, is it hopeless, I feel like im choking, going to a place, where I wont be noticed, this love that I crave, has me puncturing veins, when I splinter the wound, two lovers embrace, tornacay tight in the grit of my teeth, everyday fornacate with beuty and the beast, on my way to be free from lucifers charm, as I fullfill this note and leave leather for arms

if face the open road, im loseing lots, I may take an overdoes, when the music stops, my heart is barbed in hard issues, and my arms draped and embalmed in scar tissue, 
its the chase of freedom, the baiteing hope, im sinking in deeper to the naked choke, 
so hard, I cant, sober up, in a detox stuck in a cobra clutch,  
Ive lost, all my love for my life, its like ive lost my mother, and im starting to cry, 
lost in shame from the mask I make, and yes im lost in space and that’s apart of my fate,
I breakdown, how much more can I take, writing this note, in a morbid state, for the tortured souls that were taken away, im turning cold I may be taken today,

It’s the story of my life, my dreams are vivid, full of haunting crys, I hear in the distance, getting closer everyday in the form of a man, I can hear it now, that voice is my dad, Jim, its ur father, I want u to know that I trust and I love ya, when u were young you had a love for life, its so sad to see now that ur love has died, don’t do this, I hear him cry, befor im back in my shell with a temptation to die,
as i injects it in, with my thumb and index, it feels like insects, crawling under my skin, I see the light, through the heart of a lover, I see the tree of life, and im in the arms of my mother, i feel peace, like its was ment for me, no more pain inside, im finally free.

Suicide Note

iTunes - https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/broken-oath/id1272364886?app=itunes&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Beat produced by Mixla

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Lyrics
This heart of mine, loves the art form, but I cant denie my time living in dark thoughts, in a maraje, amongst the path walked, cause scars are apart of the mask that ive worn
a wordsmith, with a thirst to suface, I work with my hurt, and my worth when im nervous, birthing the words in a verse that Im working, emersed in the work, and submerged in my purpose, 
searching, with a passion thats captured, all the chaptors of my rapping that my habbits where trapped in, cause im rappid to adapting, to the patterns ive practise, so im acting in the passion of the rap ive attracted
stunted, im brunt of their joke, cause all hope is getting stoked, then going up in to smoke, so no love in the zone, is no love in the flow, theirs no love so im done getting blood from a stone.

Last Chance Feat. Tom Fernie

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Beat produced by 2 Deep

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Lyrics
I got to voice what I got, before I join the dots, its like a choice I got before the coin is tossed, so is my point across when speaking to be free, with a voice that’s lost in a secret to be me, 
so endear what I say, as I appear to be brave but u cant see my pain like a tear in the rain, coz its clear as the day, I’m sincere in change, coz I can fear what I fear but the feelings the same,
so its sink or swim, within a wish for spring, like leaves in the breeze to a winters wind, so with a need to be free but im seen as lost, but Im pleased to be me when appeasing gods, 
coz its another day see, were I choose to believe, in all the truth I can be, I’m never loosing my dream, I come through with esteem, and run through to achieve, cause I’m pursuing love and truth, and coming through to believe.

Art Of Being Feat. Formless & Miss C

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Beat produced by Hala-X

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I live life by the guide that helps me dream, but fall short on the daily in self believe,
So my shame and guilt, is all payed in full, and I wanna run away like my first day at school, 

temptation, I over indulge, I cant control this strange impulse, so I take a hold, of all shame and faults, until the pain that stays contains grains of salt, 

the cross roads, is where we go, what do you do, do you come home, 
we got one go, in the wheel of life, so time together is when you feel alive

so we feel for life, in a place to be free, like were making way for a place to be seen, 
in a place that we seek, a place that we breath, a place that we make for chasing my dreams,
  
everyday I put my palms, in front of my face, cause my nerves are freight trains to a calming state, 
high Anxiety like I’m on a first date, I quietly quake, the inside of me shakes,

hard days, on this path of mine, that dumps shame from my past, to my heart inside, so I’m asking why, in the darkest night, but even blades of grass absorbs shafts of light,

so when the road is black, no hopes intact, theirs no u turns, theirs no turning back, so Im chasing peace, when fight for time, I wanna fight for life, with u by my side, 

in a place to be free, a place to be me, a place that we make for chasing our dreams, a place that we seek, a place that we breath, a place of our fate awake to be free

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