ballistic

Love

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Where The Party At

Ethnic Aliens

A Chapter In Time 140 BPM

'utopia' 

Cast of characters: 

one man verity show – @one-man-verity-show – Scotty – melodic guitar, lyrics, vocals 

cgmaness-- @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – guitar intro 

J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell –electric piano, synth   

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen – guitar solo and e-bow guitar 

K2 and the Three [and the Four]-- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums 

Llanpsych– @llanpsych –Tez– textural guitar, mix, and production 

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –five-string fretless bass guitar, original seed 

The Eclectic Collective – composition

lyrics:
Can't obtain no fucking mortgage. 
And I can't pay no fucking rent.
I would rather you probe me 
than get fucked by our government
who attempts to control me 
and put nonsense in my head.
Who would rather see me
livin' in debt or end up dead.
Come and take me away.
Beam me into space.
Fly me to a planet
where there exists no hate or greed. 

Take me to Utopia.
Teach me all your ways.
Save me from dystopia.
It's time to turn the page.
Something better must exist
out there beyond the stars,
where everyone can love and live,
unlike what's become of ours.

utopia (with the Eclectic Collective)

The Museum of Extraordinary Things

The Museum Of Extraordinary Things

Original music by : FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin

Guitar Impro Classical Feel Remaster

Ian Greaves

A Product Of The Funk

Harmonic Heights

(Babygirl, tell me, what’s your game?)

Babygirl, tell me, what’s your game?
Can you relinquish the hold you have of all my brain?
Get the fuck up out my face, get your grip from off my heart
I’ve been blitzed from blow all day, so don’t even try to start
I’m a star, goin’ far, mind’s in space out way past Mars
In the dark, off a bar, cuttin’ Cocaine in the car
Wit’ this bitch, yeah, this hoe, she’s geekin’, fiendin’ for more
Yeah, she strip, on that pole, I’m tippin’ missin’ my hoe

There’s no tellin’ how low I’ll go
I’m upsellin’ dope to yo’ hoe
And she throwin’ throat on the low
And she love me, she always go
And I know she wan’ be my hoe
But it seems I’m evil for sure
Yeah, I’m knowin’ my end’s the dope
And I’m at the last of my rope

Still grippin’ ends on some the strings
Tell me, what’s this even mean?
She’s tryna top me on the scene
She wanna fuck me while she bleed
She wanna suck me ‘til I scream
She wanna visit in my dreams
She wanna love, put it on me
She wanna fuck ‘til we deceased

Babygirl, tell me, what’s your game?
Can you relinquish the hold you have of all my brain?
Get the fuck up out my face, get your grip from off my heart
I’ve been blitzed from blow all day, so don’t even try to start
I’m a star, goin’ far, mind’s in space out way past Mars
In the dark, off a bar, cuttin’ Cocaine in the car
Wit’ this bitch, yeah, this hoe, she’s geekin’, fiendin’ for more
Yeah, she strip, on that pole, I’m tippin’ missin’ my hoe

And I thought that lil’ shawty wouldn’t be the type to bite back, right back
Eyepatch, lost my sight like “how I got blinded?”
Bright inside, but now on the outside I’m shinin’
Gazin’ through my eyelids, game’s lopsided
Shawty make me feel alone like I was on an island
Took my love and life and lust, now how will I find it?
Shawty, leave me blinded, don’t let me find it
Hide it, babygirl, now you gotta hide it

I’m losin’ my self control
Tryin’ to find the way is hopeless
Find a way to let me know
Let me know my love is showing
Lift me up
Make me feel like I’m the only one that you love
Nothing else forever, I would sin for her
Run away together, going all the way

bbygirl <3 (p. kakoo)

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A Chapter In Time 140 BPM

Lou Osiavo