Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Nasty Tha Mc https://soundcloud.com/nasty_tha_mc and Cozmo Jethro.
Beat by Bluntzilla.

Lyrics:

(Cozmo Jethro and Nasty Tha Mc)
Yo Nasty, you alright man? You're lookin a little twitchy this morning. 

Hold up.

What's goin on?

Ha ha ha. Yo Cozmo!

Whoa, hey.

I'm bout ta, I'm bout ta get reckless (reckless).

(Announcer)
Due to some violent content, parental disgretion is advised.

(Cozmo Jethro and Nasty Tha Mc)
Ummmm, you got me a little bit worried, what the hell, mayne.

Yah, I know! Listen. Wanna hear somethin?

Maybe.

(Nasty Tha Mc)
I got the blueprints how to rob this place.
Get away before anybody gettin hurt.
You wanna hear how the plot yea works?
(Hmmmmmm)

How it thick, how it thicken up.
This what we do, we go in in the cut.
Dressed like some guards.  Yea. O my.
Wonder about the clothes. No lie.

Put everyone in a room, tie them up. (what?!)
Where a TV at? 

(Cozmo Jethro)
Whatcha need a TV for?
You actin crazy mayne, sure.
Let's not tie anybody up.
You gonna get caught and get fucked up.

(Nasty Tha Mc)
Aint tryin ta get caught. We think, yea ahead.
Two bright mothafuckas. Nuff damn said. Ha Ha!

A brain like Stewy, always thinkin of a master plan.
A brain like Stewy, always thinkin of a master plan.
A brain like Stewy, always thinkin of a master plan.
A brain like Stewy, always thinkin of a master plan.

(Cozmo Jethro)
Yo man, what the fuck?!
Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed? 
That sucks!

That aint no master plan, shiiit.
That’s a plan to get your ass landed in jail.
Back in the day I did a fair amount of shoplifting.
Never got caught but I still learned the lesson.

Haven’t done that shit in many years.
You want us to rob a bank? Fuck that shit!
I’m not about tying folks up and robbin their goods.
There’s better ways to make money and we could.

Go busking at the amphitheater.
Rock the beat, bust the rhymes.
And bring the heat.
Shiiiittt.

We could write an audiobook about both our lives.
Set it to music, and see if it thrives.

Now Nasty, I’m worried about you man.
You talkin some crazy shit about a master plan.
I know you better man. That aint you.
You’re much calmer than that, your usually cool.

Come on man, get your ass in the car.
We goin to the psyche ward before you fall too far.

Master Plan? (feat. Nasty Tha Mc)

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#experimental #electro #strange #avant-garde #madonna

The ExPeRienCe

Enough 

[Verse 1]
I wake in the static
words folded back on themselves—
echoes spill from the ceiling
and I don’t know which are mine
Your silence hums like a circuit
looping the same confession—
everything slips through the cracks
but I still hold the sound of your breath

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a limit to my waiting
a rhythm to the ache
but I’m still standing
inside your unfinished songs

[Chorus]
Everything in its wrong place
every word half-erased—
still I carry the weight of enough
to love you
to break you
to hold when the walls start to move

[Verse 2]
Your heart is a shutter—
opening closing
letting in fragments of light
I lean against the frame
hoping the door remembers my key
I count the spaces between beats
the pauses heavy as stone—
they ask if love has a limit
and I answer—only the ones we broke

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a pulse beneath the silence
a ghost in every line
and I am here
caught in your echo’s design

[Chorus]
Everything in its wrong place
every word half-erased—
still I carry the ache of enough
to love you
to break you
to hold when the walls start to move

[Bridge]
Is this love or the ghost of it?
Is this love or the lack of it?
Is this love…?

[Final Chorus]
Everything in its wrong place
but your name still burns in the static
The limit of love is not distance—
it’s silence
and I refuse to be silent

Enough

R.I.P. Angel ✨✨✨✨✨
———

La belle est dans ses pensées
Mais le destin l’a foudroyée
Tu es partie avec ta blonde innocence 
Ange brisé à jamais, refus du silence 

Iryna, la musique dans les cieux
Raconte la beauté de tes yeux
Sweet Iryna, Forever in Heaven
Tears And blood, I say Amen

Et le vent pleure ses souvenirs
Espoirs perdus, envolé l’avenir
Et le vent crie ton doux prénom
Rêves brisés, triste à mourir

Iryna, la musique dans les cieux
Raconte la beauté de tes yeux
Sweet Iryna, Forever in Heaven
Tears And blood, I say Amen

Oh oh…

Sweet Iryna, Forever in Heaven 

Sweet Iryna, Forever in Heaven 

Sweet Iryna, Forever in Heaven

IRYNA

Good morning Paris

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