(THIS MIXTAPE IS DEDICATED TO BOTH MY BROTHERS, DAN BEHAR AND RANDY PARKER. I KNOW YOU GUYS ARE WATCHING OVER ME.)

Want to thank all my supporters out there, that take the time out there day to check out my music and see whats new im doing in this world! Big THANK YOU to all of you! Wanted to do a 90s feel type mixtape for awhile now and finally had the CHANCE to. This project is probly my best work yet, every single angle of that HIP-HOP feel you get when you listen to a 90s Hip-Hop track. Is in this project, i know you will enjoy it from begining to end. And BIG SHOUT!! Out to all the artist that i collabed with for this mixtape, you can find there music here. So like allways, LIKE! SHARE! COMMENT! And thank you!!! For listening!

#TheHueyBrownMixtape!!!
Pr!me

LYRICS:
I got a couple dollars not a whole lot of sense, yo...
158 IQ but a ratchet mo’fo, bro. . .
Said Hip Hop saved me, doe, my grand mamma, grand pop raised me;
mom dukes crazy but sagely…
you probably can’t phase me;
battling in Trenton like Jay-Z in the 80’s …

Jersey strong like the bumper sticker say;
from 95 to 73 backup to 18…
rap gods - opened my - 3rd eye and focused it;
from mediocre localist to globalist vocalist .. .
religion and the POlitics über-PO, über rich;
a Diplomat, a consulate, illuminati scholarship…
pil-grim-age to sedg-WICK in the BX;
the god said he next… they weeded to relieve stress...
To keep from going crazy in a game of paper chasing;
and my woman is amazing making godlike babies….

PredatorPr!me Ft. Pho' -Blackout

Produced by Life and Death Productions
Featuring Pho' & Beyond Dishonor's lead vocalist as AfterThought

Bangarang [freeverse] - Pho X Afterthought (rough)

Lyrics:

hype off an energy drink, god;
shouts to Dodge City - bench in a chain link yard…
repetition, man, I’m on a mission;
I’m wreckin’ the competition, my side, I’m not switching…

::: wit a vision of the whole thing;
visualize the whole ring…
visualize the finish line;
winner, then, it’s dinner time…
carbs and the protein, GNC, dope fiend;
or do i keep it so clean? Victory, you’re beholding!!!
So turn down I won’t, meng…
turn down for what?!;
this for my people that’s focused as fuck…
from the M’s to the H+, SWANK to the Nation;
5% to 85% miseducation…:::

and I get plenty sleep but, one eye’s open;
and, you can always know that one guy is not folding…

||| The willpower to survive, could’ve died;
I done looked the grim reaper in his eyes, swear to god…
and came back swinging’;
so I ain’t just a runna-mill punk ass nigga, man…
if it’s beef, then I mighta paid the trigger man;
or martial artists, african voodoo;
see what happens to you…
factual, hashtag threats
cuz to be the best we don’t mind breaking a sweat|||

i invest, stack cash, have adequate rest;
yes, passing every test like I mastered the stress…

::: wit a vision of the whole thing;
visualize the whole ring…
visualize the finish line;
winner, then, it’s dinner time…
carbs and the protein, GNC, dope fiend;
or do i keep it so clean? Victory, you’re beholding!!!
So turn down I won’t, meng…
turn down for what?!;
this for my people that’s focused as fuck…
from the M’s to the H+, SWANK to the Nation;
5% to 85% miseducation…:::

on that seafood diet, see food then you eat it;
it’s survival of the fittest, I will not be defeated…
& I’m left brained & I fast more than the left lane;
abstain, that’s pain, act sane, have fame…
from zero to hero to wierdo to free shows;
to credos to let the heat glow wit no fear, yo…
i just turn the music loud and zone out;
so when i’m in the zone, don’t shout, i hear no sound…
but I got ->||| The willpower to survive, could’ve died;
I done looked the grim reaper in his eyes, swear to god…
and came back swinging’;
so I ain’t just a runna-mill punk ass nigga, man…
if it’s beef, then I mighta paid the trigger man;
or martial artists, african voodoo;
see what happens to you…
factual, hashtag threats
cuz to be the best we don’t mind breaking a sweat|||

2x [so just work it out, swank it out, work it out (x3)
M for the Movement, tag it and keep moving]

it’s Photon…the PHOLOSOPHY - activism… Rebooted… street team… Championship Season. Let's get it. 

Swank Gang. ONÉ 

Phocused  (Produced by Jolly)

Guaranteed to Lift!

lyrics
this is that uplift 
I AM kicking that uplift 
this is that uplift 
I AM spittin that lift 

my goal is to click load Logic and pro-tools; 
and talk sayings be a Saiyan God, like Goku… 
shout outs to cuzzo, 5 elbow touch yo; 
life’s a Wheel of Fortune - i’ll solve the puzzle … 
multi-cultural diversity, troll spewing absurdity; 
adult film actresses, actin’ on a compurrta screen… 
mom’s off the hook, my pop’s off the books… 
and i just seek enlightenment to brighten up my outlook… 
a sorceress on the left breast path; 
said i’d be Rose Croix if i kept wit the math… 
i think i need a mix of god’s grace and royce gracie… 
my will’s iron, Mike Tyson, i’m training… 
‘xplaing - like Scoop said, it’s goin’ up; 
like a shuttle, or you might need the hubble to see whats up… 
in the class room teaching, the language y’all speaking; 
drawing roadmaps to nowhere, but inward, a beacon… 

this is uplift 
I AM kicking that uplift 
this is uplift 
I AM spittin that lift 

Out in Philly saw the wisdom of a Polymathematician; 
like Peace, praises to god for my position… 
Mouse, Apoc, Switch, y’all my life life is like glitch art; 
Rough House Tactics - the dj, offic'al … 
man vs. machine, squander gifts in the carnage; 
save the world like a rag doll wit 9 stitched on it… 
politicking with the Hip Hop Party for the People; 
like knowledge and equality born’s what god equals… 
peep an eternal golden braid, 
like Repunzel; my daughter, the love will never fade… 
sometimes the thoughts in my heads like The Walking Dead; 
plus the Pokedex, i gets respect wit a open neck; 
lysergic acid di the Eye of Horus; 
do what i wilt is the law, so i enforce it... 
Endorse science-fiction - not fiction science; 
Dying, surviving… shining like Orion; 

this is uplift 
I AM kicking that uplift 
this is uplift 
I AM spittin that lift 

domestic engineers and writers and beautifiers… 
national security agents in the cipher; 
it’s something like Ebola how these agents play a part in it; 
change ya face, Mary Kay, multilevel marketing.. 
squad is operating on a very high level; 
like illuminati masons, you sacred of the devil… 
when i’m speaking on the Butcher, ain’t no chopping up meat 
I’m talkin Jonny choppin samples on the MPC 
i swear to god, man, my cuz Slim resting in peace; 
cuz we done gone global, shouts to Nympha Fausti… 
2nd infantry division, Web Musher design; 
shouts to uncle t-bone, thats Razzaq Muhamm'; 
i’m about to teach upon the mind-detect-mind… 
and Creative wit a voice like i’m Dave Triggian . . . 
an they’ll be bumpin this in Amsterdam, universal plan; 
it’s like the globe’s in the palm of an unseen hand...
credits
released 01 November 2014 
Produced by Vherbal. 
Written and Performed by Pho'.

Uplifter - Pho' (Produced By Vherbal)

Produced by Life and Death Productions, Ear 2 Tha Beat 
Written and Performed by Pho' 
Album Cover Art by P. (Jolly) Matthews

H.E.R.O. Volume IV - "Escape Velocity" 

Enter the World of Dreams . . .

Lyrics: 

Swank 

It’s like, now I lay me down to sleep with one eye.. 
wide shut, case the nightmares creep thru my mind; 
wit a journal on my nightstand jotting the recall… 
of booty calls, fights and flight and even freefall… 
bump this piece in the morning to remind you; 
a cue of just what to do, when we find you... 
holding on to a real live mystical dream; 
then we wrestling with crazy translating the themes… 
double takes, deja vü’s and reality checks; 
Stress from unlived life that you had to repress; 
Let's peruse thru clues that allude to the true you; 
Moves you wanted to - but you did not do... 
Because of rules, guidelines in ya waking life; 
It's almost like ya got a license to be wild for the night; 
Daylight - the fantasies and dead family's gone... 
Unless you never hold back and you never conform 
That's word bond... 

Deep sleep it's like sure, I should’ve dreamed more 
Wide awake it's, you’re my dream and I’m yours 
deep sleep it's these dreams are real, aren’t they? 
Wide awake it's watching dreams fade away 

Nasir Jones said sleep the cousin of death; 
Game said that a dream is a kin to your last breath… 
I’m more like Inception, tibetan dream yoga, dream gnosis… 
no totem, extreme focus; peyote soup and the African Root… 
lucid loops, same headphones i use in the booth… 
and the unconscious image that Martin Luther King saw’s 
the mountain top from whence I come down with the law… 
old world order countin’ sheep people, they the sheeple gods … 
one percent’ll I’m Freddy Kreuger reachin' for y’all… 
to the 99%, I vent, I'm Wishin peace for y’all; 
It's paradox, oneironaut I never sleep at all… 
third eye, rapid eye movement; 
timeless environments, visions of the future… 
aspirations - some say their unobtainable… 
atomic probabilities, mysteries unexplainable... 

Deep sleep it's like sure, I should’ve dreamed more 
Wide awake it's, you’re my dream and I’m yours 
deep sleep it's these dreams are real, aren’t they? 
Wide awake it's watching dreams fade away 

Sometimes I feel like morpheus, a god of ya dreams; 
thru the doors of perception, it’s not what it seems… 
and I done spent my whole life tryna search for the one… 
if you can hear my voice than the search is done… 
now we gotta get you trained, teachin’ you to believe… 
that you can achieve levels no one else can achieve… 
Or maybe even like the Oracle, you walk in the room… 
and I’m sage kid, tellin’ you there is no spoon.. 
there’s a reason that you’re hearing this track this very minute… 
there’s a mission that’s been started that we need you to finish… 
if you overhear this then I ask you to listen 
for the the men and women that's trapped in the system; 
trapped in a prison, trapped in indecision . . . 
trapped in inhibition, trapped in prohibition . . . 
wrapped in code, raveled in status wit no vision… 
you could shatter your shackles you’ll grasp fact, you’re limitless… 

Deep sleep it's like sure, I should’ve dreamed more 
Wide awake it's, you’re my dream and I’m yours 
deep sleep it's these dreams are real, aren’t they? 
Wide awake it's watching dreams fade away 

Deep Sleep 
Wide Awake 
(repeat to fade)

released 09 November 2014 

[002] Deep Sleep Wide Awake - Pho' (H.E.R.O. Vol. IV)

We all suffer in some way. 
Here I give you a glimpse of my deepest struggles.
You can hate, or you can show love. You choose! 
Either way, don't be ordinary - be extraordinary.
lyrics
I am not ordinary, but extraordinary; 
so come on, baby, turn this loud, make sure you hear me… yeah 
I’m like hate if you wanna, hate if you wanna… 
hate if you wanna... 
I’m like hate if you wanna, hate if you wanna… 
hate if you wanna… yeah… 

(Of course i see ya, but it’s like see ya wouldn’t wanna be ya 
stunt man only gets one scene, in the movie of my life… 
my cuz slim schooled me to the mic then he died that night… 

It's like m for the movement means mastering the measurable, 
maintaining magical moments in more than memorable 

swank gang - j-town, freehold raceway, dodge city, let’s go) 



As I walk through the valley of the shadow on a mission; 
I’ma tell you ‘bout my lesser known facts if you listen… 
I’m very hood rich, financially illiterate; 
I might make it rain on a stripper to say I did it… 
and I got more debt more bills than a little bit; 
and living outside of my means which I’m living… 
like a middle class citizen wit habits of po’ folk… 
an impulse buyer, I'm lying? it’s no joke; 
when will I learn my lesson, eviction and repossession; 
baseline mac mini plus tax, that’s my credit score… 
oh lord, college loans in default, but I make good money, 
so it’s all my fault… word bond, y’all keep on thinking I’m smart; 
it’s like i got it all together but i’m fallin’ apart… 
man if it wasn’t for me dropping this intellectual property; 
anger and the anxiety prolly would've been bodied me… 


I am not ordinary, but extraordinary; (I am not ordinary) 
so come on, baby, turn this loud, make sure you hear me… yeah (so turn it up, turn it up) 
I’m like hate if you wanna, hate if you wanna… 
hate if you wanna… (or you could show love [x2]) 
I’m like hate if you wanna, hate if you wanna… (or you could show love [x2]) 
yeah… 


yo, as I walk thru the valley of the shadow, I battle these demons; 
that won’t let me smile because my teeth is 
prosthetic…my aunt said it’s genetic, 
but I think it was the sugar, inhalers and hygenics; 
plus despising my dentist - low novocaine, dang, the pain, drove me dementedly ill… 
i popped migraine pills thru college 
to dull the toothaches, while my whole grill rotted; 
but one day my jaw collapsed, cuz that’s how fate go… 
got ‘em fixed, but it’s a crooked smile like J Cole… 
I look in the mirror - it’s my self that I loathe… 
knowin’ 12 years ago, that my smile was gold… 
i thought that i felt the full gravity; 
then saw as a dad that my daughter had cavities; 
for the record: lesson: heath’s the real wealth … 
suggestion: healthy habits - take care of yourself… 

I am not ordinary, but extraordinary; (I am not ordinary) 
so come on, baby, turn this loud, make sure you hear me… yeah (so turn it up, turn it up) 
I’m like hate if you wanna, hate if you wanna… 
hate if you wanna… (or you could show love [x2]) 
I’m like hate if you wanna, hate if you wanna… (or you could show love [x2]) 
yeah… 

Yo as I walk thru the valley of the shadow of death; 
i feel like a damn idiot savant at the mic check . . . 
blind, deaf, dumb, half numb; 
one paycheck away from being a bum . . . 
illuminati want my mind soul and my body; 
eye of the providence be promising he watches me… 
god has bestowed upon me clairvoyant properties; 
my music bring the dragon out the water like Tommy… 
I kept on drinking that, smoking that chronic; 
tryna be another typical cat, but I could not quit… 
seeing; the struggle and the hustle but the trouble; 
never touch me like the mutha’uckin boy in the bubble… 
it’s Hiphop when the Rainman cometh; 
maybe bring my desperation to light, change it to something else… 
maybe health, love, awareness and wealth; 
maybe I could see my father, get my mother some help… 
maybe i could learn brotherly love like philadelph; 
maybe i could bring real rap back, and win the belt 
maybe i could be happy for a whole damn day; 
maybe in a conversation i could know what to say… 
they say it’s - mission impossible, probably won’t pull it off; 
wit patience and gambling, I’m not shook at all… 
I feel more enlightened than a UFO sighting; 
plus it’s heart and it’s soul in the poems that I’m writing… 

yeah! 

I am not ordinary, but extraordinary; (I am not ordinary) 
so come on, baby, turn this loud, make sure you hear me… yeah (so turn it up, turn it up) 
I’m like hate if you wanna, hate if you wanna… 
hate if you wanna… (or you could show love [x2]) 
I’m like hate if you wanna, hate if you wanna… (or you could show love [x2]) 
yeah…

credits
released 17 November 2014 
Produced by Allarounda Productions 
Verses Written and Performed by Pho' 
Chorus Performed by Alicia Renee 
Cover art by P. Matthews

[003] Hate If You Wanna - Pho' Ft. Alicia Renee (H.E.R.O. Vol. IV)

M for the Movement - Pho' [produced by Vherbal of AnnoDomini Beats]

Illuminatus! - Pho' (Produced by AnnoDomini)

WHITE RABBIT - Pho' [H.E.R.O. Vol. I] (Produced by Anno Domini)

credits
released 27 November 2014 
Produced by Allarounda Productions 
Written and Performed by Pho' 
Cover art by P. Matthews

This song is dedicated to the parts of ourselves that we love and see reflected in others :) Enjoy!

lyrics
yo, who are you missing tonight? 
The one that make you feel aight and electrified? 
Got a, poets heart and a artist's eye; 
To make a woman named music get creative tonight... 
It's like, something's missing you've got ya hands up; 
And that's just long enough for me to miss your touch... 
Like HITS and MISSES 
Don't nobody miss me like you do; 
It's voo-doo what you do... 

It's like HITS and MISSES 
tell me who you missing tonight? 
The one that make you feel aight and electrified? 
Got a, poets heart and a artist's eye; 
To make a woman named music get creative tonight... 
It's like, something's missing you've got ya hands up; 
And that's just long enough for me to miss your touch... 
Like HITS and MISSES 
Don't nobody miss me like you do; 
It's voo-doo what you do... 

You are a - portrait of perfection; 
But that is a projection of my soul - check it. 
You me me feel completed; 
You make make keep believing, 
Reason for breathing... 
yo, you melt away the drama, help me solve problems, she get it from her momma... 
Did I mention no baby momma drama, her love is a religion of peace - as salaam a 
Comma, body got me higher den da ganja 
Her Infinite Power Hit It Proper; 
Fly like get to the chopper.. 
That mean a helicopter; flyer than a saucer... 
got mad knowledge, advisor, a scholar; 
Wise - radiant - relatedness - patience.. 
While the beast tryna lock me in a box; 
She lead me to the buried treasure like "x marks the spot"… 

It's like HITS and MISSES 
tell me who you missing tonight? 
The one that make you feel aight and electrified? 
Got a, poets heart and a artist's eye; 
To make a woman named music get creative tonight... 
It's like, something's missing - you've got ya hands up; 
And that's just long enough for me to miss your touch... 
Like HITS and MISSES 
Don't nobody miss me like you do; 
It's voo-doo what you do... 

I EM CEE - but she got me head spinning, breakdancing, 
graffitied her name on the blank canvas - 
of the walls that I put up - like how do you put up; 
without getting shook up?… foot rubs to hook ups; 
the schemes that a cook-up, dreams - always look up… 
mastermind the kind the whole sky took up… 
and you are, morning star, women from venus 
men are from mars, right? 
celebrating the life… and times, in rhymes… 
i shine, you shine, we shine, divine, ya eyes, my mind designed . . . 
to climax at the same damn time… 
she a island of love in a sea of heart break; 
so i nurture, protect, do whatever it takes… 
man i keep a small circle called the ring on her finger… 
. . . so let that linger . . . 

It's like HITS and MISSES 
tell me who you missing tonight? 
The one that make you feel aight and electrified? 
Got a, poets heart and a artist's eye; 
To make a woman named music get creative tonight... 
It's like, something's missing you've got ya hands up; 
And that's just long enough for me to miss your touch... 
Like HITS and MISSES 
Don't nobody miss me like you do; 
It's voo-doo what you do... 
SHE’S MY MUSE 
take ya mark set go … I came to rock the show… 
and everybody know, I hit my zone and I flow; 
i spit it telepathical... 
so you could hear me if you had one ear like van Goh; 
this is Pho’ . . . Gno-sis, No-Bro like I got no siblings… 
twin flame sizzling… uplifting, meaning, myst’ry… 
keep me animated like a scene by Disney; 

stayed busy it thru the struggle now we headed to the top 
man, I swear by the peacock’s tail this real Hip Hop… 
i could move a house or political party; 
inner compass like the icon for safari… 
rock crowds - I’m thrown stones off stage; 
when "we gonna make it" was the phrase of the day… 
times she felt like quitting but she never give up; 
she a alchemist, a soft blur when it’s lit up... 
the moon, the earth, doing - the Work; 
seen the goddess turn lead to gold in any cir - 
cumstance, planned the work, then worked the plan; 
planted heaven in the palm of my hand… 
Damn, the head mistress is inspiring hits; 
Hits and misses, single moms wit whiz kids; 
see, this Hip-Hop *ish* this just a sign; 
that the disenfranchised now the top of the line...




[004] Hits & Misses - Pho' (H​​.​​E​​.​​R​​.​​O. Vol. IV)

Credits:
Produced by Anno Domini Beats 
Written and Performed by: Pho' 
Album Cover Art by: P. Matthews

Lyrics: 
Just after 13:00 on the day that I was born; 
Mike Brown got shot, felt disturbance in the Force… 
aint watch FOX News, ahk, got it from the source; 
God body got popped not locked, no remorse… 
of course we feel like it’s either dead or in jail; 
on Thanksgiving, tryna break bread in hell.. 
they want a funny allegory, peep the story I tell; 
it’s like… money, power, glory is the key to our cell.. 
and the lord god blessed us - wit no thing, but one thing… 
an eye that could turn no thing to something… 
and if we lock eyes i can hear what you thinking; 
i avoid eye contact to mind my business… 
so please don’t get offended, i come from a line of unidentified; 
flying pilot annunaki, kemetology - society the fathers of religion; 
so my pineals actin’ - like tony stark’s ark reactor; 
plus the tesseract when I'm rapping… 
- We talking super class, leer, top tier; 
god emcee, he appeared from the mother wheel… 
to do this for the love, they do it for the buzz in the club 
they do it cuz music is a drug… 
an addiction, a mystic, an artist afflicted; 
for better or for worse, see earth in full vividness… 
to up, up, down, down, left right, left right; 
B, A Konami Code my Life… 
man, i’m rapping hospitality, rhyming accommodation; 
emceein' synchronicity, spittin' the serendipity … 
see, the probabilities of every possibility; 
be in my dreams visually literally like pick me… 
potent emotions of aha moments; 
meaningful coincidence follows a presentiment… 
‘al premonition, eyes peeled and i listen; 
you living in the moment then you making poor decisions… 
wisdom, the past and the future is shifting; 
make you time travel wit my got damn writtens… 
- back to the age before radio rap; 
before Hank bit Caz and the Robinson’s act… 
before rapping was hustling running the numbers… 
when the Tribe of Shabazz was still trapped in slumber; 
when we was in a animal state, or even under; 
before the Grandmaster sent a crack of thunder… 
And the thunder rendered the slumber asunder; 
the cold long winters the harder longer summers… 
before west africa was captured and plundered; 
before the pythagorean theorem was known as such… 
everything you think about the truth is erroneous; 
and Photon’s more like a Monk than Thelonious… 
Flow blow ya got damn high if you smoked up; 
Same time'll blow damn mind if you sober... 
And this goes out to those that choose to use; 
disrespectful views on what Hip Hop do... 
head bop PSYOP made Barack Obama possible; 
We came a long way from the boom box, box fade… 
entrepreneurs, world tours, Forbes, Savin' the masses; 
from these filthy rich old folk that's enslavin the masses… 
plans for enslavin ya grandkids - to make a prison planet; 
just ask Alex; this is not that fluffy cake radio rap that’s played by clear channel… 
I AM HIPHOP, not ya chain or ya shades or ya wristwatch; 
shamanism witch doc, that don’t give a jean claude van damme kick box; 
bout ya lil ring tone, dance, what would King 'Pac... 
say if saw yall, yassamassa, yassaboss; 
jockeying for spots on the enemy's charts… 
how you sold ya soul to folks that owed you? 
how you sold ya soul to folks that owed you? 
should change name to timothy drew, cuz I’m a noble… 
I told you, my goal, load logic a protools; 
and talk sayings, be a Saiyan God like goku… 
now i gotta build a institution like i’m ‘posed to do…

[005] Clairvoyance - Pho' (H.E.R.O. Vol. IV)

Produced by: Anno Domini Beats 
Written and Performed by: Pho' 
Album Cover Art by: P. Matthews

Lyrics: 

They chasing the magic, poof! illuminatus 
Chasing the magic, poof! Mathematics 
Call it magic, voila! Become God .. 
poof! The truth 
poof! The answers (2x) 

aiyo, Mike is a magus, 
Mike said its Microphone Magic; 
When I'm on the mic, I'm a master... 
Jedi Knight, battle meditation; 
And these words are my weapon, my life, my light saber... 
I use the Force, to define rhyme sorcery; 
A sage, the pens more mighty than the swords be... 
You wanna take the journey then I'll help you write the story, cuz; 
I'm something like Merlin, Morpheus, Orpheus... 
Ask Aziz Ansari, listen; 
I treat myself like Black Men treat magicians... 
Get it? I’m pretty sure that you can picture it; 
as Dave Blaine levitates (OOOH), nigga shit... 
I be locked in the box, the booth, underwater, flow; 
Houdini - breath control... 
Off dome --- genie doe, Jambi, yo; 
Mecca Lecca hi, Mecca hiney ho... 

They chasing the magic, poof! illuminatus 
Chasing the magic, poof! Mathematics 
Call it magic, voila! Become God .. 
Poof! The truth 
poof! The answers (2x) 

My skills is psilocybin, a magic touch, King Midas; 
I’m working my magic, a magic eye like… 
stereogram in stereo - a magic moment, when you see it; 
you’ll be believing - in magic like John Sebastian, 
or The Beatles, Mystery Tour, the bull’s that magical… 
Amazing, Kreskin, Copperfield, David; 
rhyme geek, I’m a mind freek, Criss Angel… 
smoke, mirrors - and triple card monte; 
is it, ghosts, spirits - twisted occult philosophy… 
a cloak, wizard - vision of where the shaman see; 
i hope you hearing the flipping tricks that i’m conjuring… 
it’s street magic, like blue magic, a street habit; 
spell-binder, spell book in a Keeper Trapper… 
and peep the rapper that abracadabra, speak it happens; 
sim-sim-s’allah bim, passion and practice… 

They chasing the magic, poof! illuminatus 
Chasing the magic, poof! Mathematics 
Call it magic, voila! Become God .. 
Poof! The truth 
poof! The answers (2x) 

the rhyme trigger, grammaton, gun-kata when i pull it; 
john kennedy, wit the roof gone, magic bullet… 
lee harvey oswald, MK Ultra; 
that means i got, mind over matter in my holster… 
my sight beginning, middle and the end of the fight; 
my cues the rescue that follows the magic flight… 
when chaos is the scene, I’m having octarine dreams; 
parlor acts get laugh tracks, situation comedies… 
floating like Em in the rap god video; 
A psychoanalyst and computer technician, so; 
I know the secrets of the circuits and the nerves... 
Cyborg, android, Transhumanism, expert... 
Half man, half Jay's last album; 
Holy Grail, stoned in the lab, Al Khem... 
They wanna hear me spit some hidden knowledge in a flow; 
But If you know you don't say, if you say then you don't know. . . 

Sleight of Mouth. 

We just make it look easy.

[006] Chasing The Magick - Pho' (H.E.R.O. Vol. IV)

Alright. Rebooting H.E.R.O. Vol. IV
the goal right now is 7 tracks, 7 days.

Shouts to Jolly on the cover... 
Shouts to Life and Death Productions on the beat...

DAY ONE:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UgIFo7V_lIk&feature=share&list=UUlKw8c-ISZl8BJTxI2FJ5Wg

:::LYRICS:::
:::Verse 1:::
Ayo, I work for multi billion dollar multinational corporation;
For my day job, face...
Got a mask on, all day...
But not the kind that ya buy from the Halloween shop;
Or the Amazon dot com, nah...
It's the kinda that ya commandeer from years of tellin peers just what they wanna hear in they ear...
While ya veer to steer clear of the real deal;
In fear it might smear ya rep appeal...
Keep it formal, wanna seem normal...
Heavy on my face, it makes me speak awkward...
They still call me articulate, if they could only witness how I kick it as a lyricist;
Be meek, let your product and your work ethic speak;
'till its time to punch the clock and hit the street...
Then I take the wage slave mask off, put my Guy Fawkes mask on and another side of me is reborn...

:::Chorus:::
My persona, my persona, my persona's just the surface....
My persona, my persona's, my persona's just a mask...
My persona, my persona wear it in the game, called life just to get by;
Just to stay fly, just to stay the same guy... Peter park, Bruce Wayne in a disguise...

:::Verse 2:::
I got a mask called the family man;
His thing is responsibility, significance and...
He's got a wife and a daughter...
They tend to spark the motion and he tend to set the order;
He tries to keep the cursin' to a minimum;
Experience convinced him that it's all about the Benjamin's ...
He watches children's television programming;
And sits outside of fitting rooms, like "goddamn it"!!!
He pushes carts in the grocery stores...
Change diapers, cooks pancakes in the morning ...
Sometimes he gets over protective;
Complains about the time and the money he invested...
wants to see 'em doin' better gettin' restless...
And he drinks alotta coffee to avoid other methods...
Of altering his consciousness, poppin' the family man off, put the Guy Fawkes on, he's Anonymous...

:::Chorus:::

:::Verse 3:::
And my favorite mask is called the P H O T O N;
Mind and his flow goes deeper than the ocean...
He speak about gnosis, too focused to hope, he's obsessed with the Opus...
He surrounds himself with artsy women and men that's hyper-rational;
Aesthetic and the radical...
Evolutionary psychologist and battle emcee;
That be meditating on the Mahdi...
The self guided, got love for the novice;
But his loyalty is to the process ...
The discipline of his path is mathematics;
take shots at em, knocking off Clark Kent's glasses;
You's a dumb *****, swingin on a hologram;
ya cocky *** wanna slap box Hollow Man???
I just Take the Pho mask off and he vanish,
Put on the Guy Fawkes on and I'm just another activist....

Guy Fawkes Masks  (Prod by Life & Death Productions)

Founder / Creative Designer of PROGNOSIS ENTERTAINMENT.
Emcee. Positive Psychologist. Entrepreneur. 
https://phohiphop.bandcamp.com

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