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Time To Wake Up - Omac, Deezy, Pager

First Off... First track released in 2014!

First Off

Bitter B and Rob Shaker back at it again! 
Rob Shaker on the Beat, Cuts and Engineering. This will be on Shakers upcoming production album

Rob Shaker - The Shake Down Ft. Bitter Belief & Charley Caruso

Brand new joint from WA's own Cortext and Bitter Belief. Check out the video at www.youtube.com/watch?v=DmiGTn8QkEE

Cortext & Bitter Belief - Armageddon

I recently remixed this joint, originally produced by the homegirl Kito featuring Reija Lee, something to hold ya down til the album drops!


LYRICS
-Turn the lights down, low, let the speakers, bang - and I'm in my lane-/
--------Can't kill the thought of you-/

--Turn the bass up loud, let the music, bang - and I'm in my lane-/
 --I don't go out-side, but I stay up, late - trying to kill, the, thought of you-/
--Turn the lights down low, let the music bang, and I'm in my lane-/
--Trying to kill the thought of you, trying to kill the thought of you, wish that sweet talk, was, true-/
-Wish that sweet talk, was, true - I heard it all, from, you-/
-Wish that sweet talk, was, true, I heard it all, from, you RUN IT, RUN IT, RUN IT, BACK!-/
-Ya Told me I could have it all - you told me I could never fall-/
-Ya Told me that to be the best, that you don't need the rest you need to tell 'em fuck 'em all-/
-You're poison to my inner thoughts - the one that always tells me lies/
-A weaker man would probably break - they probably ain't got what it takes-/
-Breaker breaker 1, 9, clear the fuckin' line-/
-Got that hittin new transmission came in swingin' off the vine-/
-Swear I nearly lost my mission and I clearly lost my mind that's why you/
See me round these crazy motherfuckers all the time - run it-/
-They got me feeling like I'm fine, one hunned-/
-Run it - and you ain't know it could be done, til we damn, near-/ done it-//

--Turn the bass up loud, let the music, bang - and I'm in my lane-/
 --I don't go out-side, but I stay up, late - trying to kill, the, thought of you-/
--Turn the lights down low, let the music bang, and I'm in my lane-/
--Trying to kill the thought of you, trying to kill the thought of you, wishin that sweet talk, was, true-/
-Wishin that sweet talk, was, true - coz I heard it all, from, you-/
-Wishin that sweet talk, was, true, coz I heard it all, from, you RUN IT, RUN IT, RUN IT, BACK!-/
---I'm running laps around the rhythm on another track-/
---Blastin' off and I ain't coming back-//

-Alright, HOLD UP-/
-Better tell 'em run it like they running from a runner who done run up in the building with the gun out like a HOLD UP-/
-Better tell 'em run it like they running from a boulder, better tell 'em run it like they running from Ebola-/
--But it ain't no, joke, I got many friends, currently that's caught up in that water-/
-Caught up in that border Sierra Leone, nationwide, 3-day, lockdown, without, no food, and no/
Water - no law, and no order, picture your sons, and your, daughters, suffering-/
-It ain't right - it ain't right, that American was given the medicine same, night-/
-It ain't right, like, sending an $80, 000 Tomahawk mis-sile in, flight-/
From the barrel of a man that doesn't earn that in a year/
Into the home of someone who ain't gunna see that in his life-/
-- Just a couple thoughts, you can keep on, ice-/
-Roll one light, one take, one, to the head, and repeat, that, twice-/
-And I'm out, like a cheap hotel, L, neon light, peace-//


Cortext X Kito&ReijaLee - The Righteous Turnup (Sweet Talk Remix)FREE DOWNLOAD

Lyrics:
i use to be pretty weird, now i'm even bizzarer
i dream that disease or some freakish disaster deceases my father
i wanna take him to a street thats in gaza, without peices of armour
just to hear him scream as i'm leaving in laughter
and i'll be laughin till the evening after
even if half of his face has been beatin to nada
then i'll greet him with a liter of lava, 
so he looks like a leaking, half eaten fucken peice of lasagne
i'll send his family his teeth coz i rather
they know the mother fucker suffered so their greiving is harder
apparently he decided he had to flea to jarkarta
in indonesia, to start a new family with his partner
if thats what happened its ironic ive proceeded to barter
freaquently askin god if i can get some sleep for a starter
now after all these fucken years i'm recivein an answer
it turns out, all i need is a carton of some premium lager
the scene i'm a part a, increases the saga
where the grave that ive dug just gets deeper and darker
where the drinks get cheaper and they seem to be larger
and every groupie wants to be a penis massager, pleasin their master
but i can see through all their bleach and mascara
i'm keener to glass a diva with her pena calata
you always hear about a demon in prada
but the devil wears nike, adidas and even some dada
and neither a preist or a pastor or jesus the martyr
can preach their retarded beliefs to this creature i harbour
complete is the sargent, the teacher, the keeper and guarder
plus leading commander in cheif of immediate karma
its like i'm stuck inside a region of sparter
and though my rhymin is a weopon, my depressions a genius archer
please believe me, i don't mean to alarm ya
but tell dpart i'm gonna see him soon, as soon as i see my departure
and then i'm gonna go and meet him in scarbrough
with a cask of coolibah and a graffitists marker
then every single building on the beach can get marked a
TPW and NBD peice on its plaster
until then i'm just a creep of a crafter
streaming my artistry while getting weaker but smarter
in greek, i'm a freakin malaka who's sweeter than guava
but secretly sharper and cruler than the tools of a teedius barber
i see a mirage of a younger happy me
who had that deep hunger thats run my battery
weather it was a crumb or a hundred massive feeds
all i wanted to was become a rappin beast
and succeed, but their was somethin trappin me
the lumber jack in me, stumped, punchin back a tree
acid, weed, a bunch of passion p
and a dash of speed brung me this munted sanity
now i'm just a fucken numb and panicky
drunken brat in need of a bloody tonne of panadene
my breathing is stuffed coz my lung capacity
and i ain't even got the fucken funds to have a dream
when i drink burbon for fun my manners flea
you'd think i went to mother fucken cunt academy
able without a jacks then i flunked dramatically
to able without a jacks like its sons of anarchy
done with agony, so i take another sip and stare
at the beer bubbles rising, deciding this isn't fair
the ropes grippin my throat, i breathe a bit of air
shut my eyes then find i'm to fucken frightened to kick the chair
fuck!, this is for everybody who didn't care
for every chick who would rip and tear at my heart
while i'm sittin scared in the dark and their out suckin a bigger pair
for every tourcherous foul slut i considered rare
for every friend that i treated as my own flesh
who fucken dogged me for some reefa or some dope sex
i could protest, but leavin it alone seems easier then no friends,
and being on my own gets 
i'm on the home stretch, the conclusion is close
as soon i choose to be known as a human or ghost
just know that when my deaths gruesome and gross
ive always had a fucken room full of nooses and notes, cunt

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Dedicated to the people of West Africa, our hearts are with you
To donate to Orphfund's Ebola appeal, visit https://www.mycause.com.au/page/84664/loveinthetimeofebola

Rest in peace Mary Conteh

LYRICS

-Take a look, through the windows of a different seer-/
-Follow my footsteps in the dark you'll see me crystal clear-/
-Coz you can hear it in my voice I keep the vision pure-/
-And feel the heat that's rising up from underneath the sewer-/
-The things I've seen are hard to process in a single verse-/
-I'm all alone inside my head it's like I'm living cursed-/
-That's why I'm greatful that there's something I can give the world/
And tell the truth I'm humbled every day I get my lyrics heard-/
-I went to Freetown  saw a beggar wearing battle scars-/
-And he was laying in the gutter looking at the stars-/
-They have to get it you don't get it then you have to starve/
Your country don't look after you it's prison just without the bars-/
-I've seen the long forgotten children that the war, bred-/
-Taken in and spend their first nights, in a warm, bed-/
-There's nothing better than that smile you can' t describe the feeling-/
-When every child deserves a life but still they dying needing-/
-One of the kids I met was shy but said he liked to rap-/
-We started talking he was vibing said he liked my tracks-/
-During the war him and his family were fleeing scared-/
-His fathered died along the way they had to leave him there/
Running through the jungle, hiding from the rebels/
14 he's a survivor man that boy deserve a medal/
But there ain't no recognition all they see is repetition/
Trying to scrape a meal together that's as far as they be thinking/
-When we left they lost, Mary that was hard for me to swallow/
Man that girl was crazy beautiful she could've been a model/
But instead she didn't make it man this shit I can't, take it/
Got me waking up at night in cold sweats, hands shaking/
It's injustice, what happened to the justice-/
It's just, us, coz the government can't trust us-/
-They wanna watch us stop us, shock us and knock us/
Wanna process us as criminal instigators and lock us/
Down - sometimes I feel alone in this-/
-And like the microphone is my confidant and my only audience-/
-But then I think about my fam and all I have in store-/
-And man I'm lucky there ain't soldiers knocking at my door-/
-Me and my girl were in Nairobi that September morn-/
-The same, day that Al Shabab attacked the Westgate mall-/
-I think about how easily we could've been there too-/
-And how I know I couldn't live if something happened to her-/
-The girl that shows me everyday to keep my actions pure-/
-The girl that shows me every way that she could possibly/
Be all I need and more and I don't say that she belongs to me/
Coz man we work together it ain't nothin' that's my heart she keep me/
Pumping, my mum called me today and said she's getting married/
-To the man she's been with over twenty years it had me-/
-But I can't be more happy for her coz I know she happy-/
-That lady gave me everything hope I can give it back see-/
-That's all I'm trying to do, look after my family-/
-Look after my crew, maybe go to the grammy's-/
-Always speek the way I'm feeling and never be scared-/
-Get my dad a better home and some medical care-/
-Keep my little brother out of trouble-/
-Let my little sister grow up and change the world if she want to-/
-And what we gotta do is educate the young, too-/
Coz they gone have to deal with all the problems that we've run, through-/
-The air is heating up, I hear the storm ahead and/
You gone feel it young blood, you gone have to walk, steady-/
-War ready, speaking til they free you/
Coz we know how the elite can treat the sheeple when they need to-/
-And send my wishes for the children of Gaza/
-And all the victims of religion that passed us-/
-And know that even if there ain't no one to hold your hand-/
Blessed be the ones that walk alone into the promise land-//





Cortext - 'Walk Alone' (prod. by Serious Beats)

David & Goliath

Posse track off the David &Goliath mixtape

Sweet 16's

Out Of Reach Ft Dista

SLD - I Shall FT. Kwessi, Dynasty, Omac & BJAH

Snow Tha Product - 2015

AyAyAy!

Greeley - Neck A Dick
featuring Cortext
porduced by DizzBeats

Greeley - NECK A DICK - feat. Cortext

Omac's solo track off 'Smart Asses Vol.III' available for FREE D/L now at www.omaculate.bandcamp.com

A Little Strange - Omac

Greeley - Get It Right

Killer Instincts - Nate Deezy & Omac[1]

New joint featuring the man Greeley, on some reminiscing tip, D-Town cats will appreciate this one...DS FAM

R.I.P. MATT WARHAM 1989 - 2007


LYRICS

CORTEXT
Cold mornings dreary days, looking out of my window pain-/
-Man I can hear the rain, falling in icy sheets again-/
-Sit in my unit on the couch and smoke a hundred cones-/
-Think back on times thats gone, let my mind wonder home-/
Back in 2000 when I, smoked bud, for the first time, at the skate park-/
-Got way too high, couldn't face my mum, so I sat down there, til it got dark-/
-Skip forward a few, 2002, when me and Matty used, to hit that/
New ceramic, billy-with-the skull and-the-knife, that he bought at spi-ders remember that/
Time when like, 10-of-us-were at your house a-cross, from-the-tav-/
And we were smoking out the back and ended up, gettin'-caught, by-your-dad-/
--We all just bailed it, shat and left you there to take the wrap-/
-I-was-hiding-in-the-bush, across from Jesses, 2, in the morning, blitzed and/
Stressin', or early morning, bakery lurkin', at the back door like/
Where's the goodness, Cali closed at 9, and we didn't have time-/
Time, that precious, commodity, accelerated by stress, and psychology-/
-So-I-take-a-step, back - sit down, light one re-lax, while-i-think-about-/

HOOK
--Yeah I been thinkin' of ya-/
--I smoke a cone and let the vapor make a signal for ya-/
--Yeah I been thinkin' bout ya-/
-Try not to miss, just reminisce, when ever-I, chill, I-be-thinkin' bout-/
--Yeah I been thinkin' bout the-/
Way we used to not give a fuck about, nothing yeah I was-/
--And I been thinkin' bout ya-/
-Try not to miss, just reminisce, whenever-it's-like, this, I-be-thinkin' bout-/

GREELEY
Used to wake up at 6, then head straight for the mix
Grab a bud, chop it up, pack a cone get a bong quick straight to my lips
yeah start taking a hit, all day till we were wasted as shit
sit around thinking bout ways we could change
even though we were both still taking the piss
but these days is differnt shit just aint the same as unless im
sittin with with you blazin but shit has changed and i never thought it 
we used to mission for it even if we cant afford it
back on the road then back to our home for a sesh but we better save some for the morning  
tick till the end of the week, so stoned were forgetting to speak
way back in the past tense wed catchup for a car shesh at the end of the beach
the billies rippin started trippin and then checkin the streets 
fuck letting it be we quickly figure out that we better get our shit together and leave
and i miss those times we were barely getting by
but at least we did it in a mist to try lift spirits high
for every minute i reminise about that simple life
ill smoke a spliff for you and keep on thinking about that time that i was 


Cortext - Smoking Weed With U ft. Greeley

New joint, fresh out the lab, peep it! Paulie P on the beat, hit him up if you need heat!

Greeley - Listen to the Drum Kick feat. Xzakt and Cortext (Prod. by Paulie P)

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