Album art collage of me and my family by Amber Lapp.

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Jed Lapp.
Beat by Villatic https://soundcloud.com/villatic

Lyrics:

1,2,3, Many people in my family.
We’re all differently.
Different nationalities, sexualities.
Disabilities, mentalities, actually
Insanity, thankfully compatibility.
Our melting pot in the USA.

My ancestry from Eastern Europe.
Russia and Poland,
Jewish Shtetls, of the old world.

My wife’s 2nd generational
Latin American, 
Her side hails from El Salvador.

We got Christians and Jews
And we can choose
How we want to be,
Religiously.

It’s not always easy. 
But we usually get along famously.

We got republicans and democrats
Usually we don’t talk about that.
We connect on things we love and show,
Politics is out of our control.

We got the dreamers
And the frugal folk.
Some got large bank accounts,
Others go for broke.

Dreams come true
When we take a risk
Skate Haven Farm
Yea we live like this.

We got athletes and book smarts.
Legendary coaches and old folks
Out on the court still doin their thing.
As if they were young,  ha neverending.

Many people in my family
We’re all very differently.
Different nationalities, sexualities.
Disabilities, mentalities, actually
Insanity, thankfully compatibility.
Our melting pot in the USA.

We hail from all over the USA,
The west coast to the East all day.
Spokane and Vancouver Wa,	
Portland, OR, love the summer sun.

We got fam in Reno Nevada,
New York, Connecticut,
Texas and the SW.
Drive the country 
Put our cars to the test.
Road trippin, I confess, it’s the best.

Our fam is a melting pot.
Blended family, it’s what we got.
There’s step kids and step fathers,
Step mothers, sisters and brothers.
Grandfathers and grandmothers.

We all come together
To make it work.
Even the pets seems happy,
Yea, word!

Now it’s not always easy.
We got probs like everybody.
Like the rolling sea.
Take it easy.
And stay rooted like a tree. 

Hang out together
Celebrate holidays
And accomplishments.
As everyone grows generally.

So as I rap up this rhyme
I wanna say to my family,
Thank you all for being there with me.
With all our differences we get along famously.

As we drive off into the country.

All Our Differences (beat. Villatic)

Written, performed, mixed, mastered by Cozmo Jethro.
Beat by BIGfoot Beats. https://soundcloud.com/funzo-1

Album art picture of the Dodomyte Posse taken in 1997. Up top: Jim. Middle row from left to right: Sonny, Micah, Jed (Cozmo Jethro), and Steve.
Below: Rachel. 

Lyrics:

The Year 1992.
Me and The Posse don’t know what to do.
Shiiittt, we’re all 16 years old.
Jump in the ride, yo yo let’s gooooo.

To downtown Portland, yo.
Let’s get busy on the dance floor.

Our first time at the dance club.
Underage at Planet Rock.
The line is around the block.
As we wait we can hear the block rock.

The gangstas ridin up and down the block.
Their bass boomin like an aftershock.

As we strut into the club.
I’m like dammmnnn, this shit I love.
I can feel the music take control.
Of my mind, body, and soul.
I’m wigglin and jigglin and feelin it.
We’re loosin our minds first time.
My Dodomyte Posse in the club all night.

Planet Rock is goin crazy.
Nobody standin around, no way.
The lights and the sound and the DJ.
Everyone dancing like a melee hey day.
The warm sweat on our bodies.
It’s hip hop foreplay.

So Jim and Rachel and Sonny
Hop up on the stage that’s money.
Wigglin it in the stage cages.
As the dance party rages.

As the night comes to an end. 
Hip hop stops we’re like God damn.

Me and Steve and Micah
Grab our friends off the stage on fire.

On the way home in the whip
We're all god damn, that was the shit!
We’re all hyped and we wanna do that again.
After that we did it every weekend.

First Time At A Dance Club (beat. BIGfoot Beats)

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Cozmo Jethro.

It’s only gonna be about 2 weeks now until the last American election.
When the orange felon is once again dwellin in our sacred white house.
You can say goodbye to our constitution
Hello to lies and delusion
And so much pollution
Hurricanes our beaches’ll be a past illusion.
Climate change’ll be the rule of the land.
As our country becomes uninhabitable
We won’t be able to travel
As the world will be our enemy.
As the orange felon deports everybody
Accept his criminal cronies.
Which will be the end of everything.
No president, just an evil king.

So listen well my brothers 
when you hear the night wind sigh.
And you see the wild goose flyin 
through the grey polluted sky.
There won't be no country music,
there won't be no rock and roll.
When they take away our country,
they'll take away our soul.

The orange felon is always yellin lies and hate all day.
The misery that will be our country is comin election day.
When the orange felon gets elected.
People like me will be selected
Rooted out or jailed or dissected.
There will be no USA
The country will fall into disarray.
Everything we know and love a distant memory.
There’ll be no hip hop worth listening too.
Orange felon will do away with that too.
No democracy, dictatorship coming soon.

So listen well my brothers 
when you hear the night wind sigh.
And you see the wild goose flyin 
through the grey polluted sky.
There won't be no country music,
there won't be no rock and roll.
When they take away our country,
they'll take away our soul.

White nationalists and nazis will rule the land.
And those who don’t agree will be deported and banned.
Unless you’re of white European descent, you’ll be banished from the land.
And if you stand, orange felon will use the military to have you damned.
Fear and hatred will rule the land.
As the orange felon becomes top man.
He’ll rip up our constitution and be the dictator until the end.
He’ll lie and cheat and steal by any means necessary
And our downfall will be legendary.

There won't be no country music,
there won't be no rock and roll.
When they take away our country,
they'll take away our soul.

There won't be no country music,
there won't be no rock and roll.
When they take away our country,
they'll take away our soul.

There won't be no country music,
there won't be no rock and roll.
When they take away our country,
they'll take away our soul.

There won't be no country music,
there won't be no rock and roll.
When they take away our country,
they'll take away our soul.

When they take away our country,
they'll take away our soul.

It's Almost All Over

Picture taken by my daughter Lydia Matamoros-Lapp, of Jed Lapp (Cozmo Jethro) August 31, 2024 at my home, Skate Haven Farm, during the ceremony of my 10th wedding anniversary. 

Written and performed by Jed Lapp.
Chorus vocals by my daughter Lydia Matamoros-Lapp.
Produced by Auditory Ecstacy.
Mastered by Phable Omsri https://soundcloud.com/phable-omsri

Lyrics:
Mannnnn, this was the summer that was.
In the Pacific NW, we do what it does.
Summer 24 we spreadin the love.
Family Adventures as we rise above.

A crazy RV trip, wrote a song about this.
A 10 year anniversary of me and Crissy’s mar ridge.
A 30 year reunion of my highschool.
The Dodomyte Posse reliving the old school.

As we all get together cause the old school rules.
Writin this song as an old school jewel.

Now sit back, relax, take a trip with me.
About the summer that was to this old school beat.
Haha me and Lydia flippin the rhymes.
Let’s relive this summer one  more time.

Me and my dad cruisin down the street.
Groovin to the sound with the summer beat.
Windows rolled down, feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin round the town with that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

My highschool class had a 30 year reunion.
Half my Dodomtye Posse showed for the fun.
Me, Rachel and Jim, like an old rerun.
Seein old friends, what have they done?

Every 10 years me and Ethan Hoyt.
Relive an old prank he pulled.
Put porn pictures up in my locker,
As my highschool crush saw them, punk mother fucker.

Seein Quinn Irvine, still livin the player life
At 48 years old, dude was hittin on my wife.
But it’s all good, all the barbies at the party
Puttin on airs, tryin to act like smarties.

Some classmates said hi, didn’t know who they were.
Guess I’ve aged less than many of them, word!

Me and my dad cruisin down the street.
Groovin to the sound with the summer beat.
Windows rolled down, feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin round the town with that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

20 years my wife has been with me.
In August our 10 year wedding anniversary.
Had a bash at Skate Haven Farm.
That’s our home out in the country.

Once again, half the Dodomyte Posse,
Came out to support my wife and me.
Same best man Jim along with Sonny,
Same maid of honor, Jennifer, and Amy.

Reliving our wedding anniversary 10 years ago to the day.
With our family and friends on that hot summer day.
Had the same pastor and the DJ.
Mike Matousek, Nate Heath, Korey the MC.

Did a little dance to a song I created.
Crissy made a speech and we all related.

Me and my dad cruisin down the street.
Groovin to the sound with the summer beat.
Windows rolled down, feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin round the town with that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

So 2024 was the summer that was.
Meetin old friends, celebratin milestones.
Celebratin life as we all get older.
Live up every summer until it’s all over.

Me and my dad cruisin down the street.
Groovin to the sound with the summer beat.
Windows rolled down, feel the summer breeze.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

Me and my dad got that beat on repeat.
Ridin round the town with that summer heat.
Feel the vibe, feel the flow, bass so deep.
Life in the rhythm takin it with ease.

The Summer That Was (feat. Lydia) (Prod. Auditory Ecstacy)

Intro Sample of Obama and Eminem at a Harris Rally.
Beat from Lose Yourself by Eminem.
Written and Performed by Jed Lapp.

Woke up this morning 
The day after the election.
Heard that sample of Obama and Eminem.
I never cry but this morning I did.
I weep for our country, the world and the kids.
My family, friend, and the immigrants.

I went to work today with a heavy heart.
Two coworkers with work visas
are gonna be deported.
They don’t know where they’re gonna go
or what they’re gonna do.
Are we gonna have to start 
Hiding immigrants in our basements
Like they did with the Jews?
History repeats and everyone loses.

I posted this intro sample to my facebook.
The ignorance in my comments had me shook.
An old friend of mine
I used to be close with
Responded with this ignorant shit.

He said quote,
“The country will be safer,
Your money will be yours.
And our jobs will be ours.”

Come on Jake, that ignorance
Makes me embarrassed 
To solute the stars and the bars. 

The mood today with my family and friends.
Is of disbelief and it’s only beginning.

I’m writing this song as my therapy.
That’s something my friend et al. has taught me.

As Trump said in so many of his rallies.
Those that don't supprot him 
are the enemy within. 

I hope tomorrow I wake up  and this is just a nightmare.
But if not we all need to prepare.
For the United States of Warfare.

Mourning After The Election (intro sample Eminem and Obama)

Written and performed by Jed Lapp.
Chorus written by Jed Lapp and Elle Roach.
Featuring Elle Roach on chorus and background vocals. https://soundcloud.com/elleroach4
Cuts, mix and master by DJ Real. https://soundcloud.com/the-dj-real
Produced by Villatic (remastered by DJ Real). https://soundcloud.com/villatic

Album art picture taken by Jed Lapp the day after the Karaoke Contest referred to in the track. 

Lyrics:

Haha Yea, it was a dark and dreary night.
My wife was not feelin right.
Karaoke contest night.
Goin alone by the moonlight.

My first karaoke contest ever.
The crowd gathers together.
In Newberg at Eden Gate.
Rockin' Oregon state.

I arrived at the contest.
Feelin' weird at best.
It's a big old country bar.
Cowboy hats and flannel, bizzare!

Sittin' there by myself 
feelin' out of place.
As the singers warm up.
half of em all cowboyed up.

Then my wife shows up.
Now I'm ready to rip shit up.
Put my song up with the KJ
Skee lo skee lo skee lo.

Hmmmm maybe this isn't the place.
Just in case, I'll go with white boy rap,
Vanilla Ice
Cue that track!

Karaoke Contest Night.
Singin dancin Saturday night.
Makin friends in the spotlight.
Everybody's feelin the vibe.

14 singers in the contest.
I'm the last to do my best.
All the others decided to sing.
I was the only riggdiy rapper.

My wife said so far
the cowboy hats at the bar
dropped their mouths ajar
like Vanilla Ice had descended on their bar.

At the instrumental break.
Whew! Busted the Vanilla Ice moves.
On the stage, dude!
As the bar went crazy.

As I finished up that white boy rap
I felt like a I had a chance
because I did the song and dance
for those cowfolk, bam!

Karaoke Contest Night.
Singin dancin Saturday night.
Makin friends in the spotlight.
Everybody's feelin the vibe.

Now, this one girl on the main.
Started singin, I was like ghat damn!
That girls got pipes.
I was like, there's your winner tonight.

While the judges were doin their thing
to decide who would win,
my wife chatted her up,
we exchanged info, yup.

Here name is Elle,
we invited her over. Welllll.
Now she's singin on my tracks,
voice like a soul angel on wax.

For me and Elle and Crissy,
a meet and greet at the show,
to see who would win the 300 bucks,
and roll.

And now the winner of the Eden Gate karaoke contest this month.
Grand prize total of 300 bucks.
Is Jed jed jed jed...

Yo man, let's get outta here, word to your mother.

Karaoke Contest Night (feat. Elle) (cuts. DJ Real) (beat. Villatic)

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Jed Lapp.
Beats by DredStudio

December 2024 in two psychiatric wards.
After the first, I came out worse than I was before.
Been in and out of these places since I was 16.
Bipolar Disorder, tryin to keep my life from becoming mean.

Inevitably, I have a breakthrough episode.
It’s time again to include this shit in my flows.
Disruptive to my family, my life, and my wife.  And we all know.
When the chemicals become imbalanced in my brain, I have to go

Get locked up in a psychiatric ward and hope for the best.
Hopefully my meds can get changed and be better for the rest.
And maybe for many years, I can stay stable.
And continue on the right path while I’m able.

Don't cry for me, I'm doin the best I can.
Always come out the other side, ready to jam again.
I'm a fighter, writer, flyer, survivor.
And I'll keep doin it until the end.

Cedar Hills Psychiatric Hospital, beginning of December.
My wife drove me there, Having a bipolar episode as ever.
First night there, we all watched a fist fight in the hall.
Short staffed with no security gurards, could barely stop anything at all.

The place was unsafe, girls crying in the hall.
They were scared, the screaming and banging on the walls.
No striings or belts allowed.
We could only have our phones each day for an hour.

One guy walked around with his pants down to the ground.
2 people tried to kill themselves by banging their heads on the wall. 

I spent my time trying to block it all out.
Walking the hall with hospital provided headphones.
That only connected to the local radio stations.

Don't cry for me, I'm doin the best I can.
Always come out the other side, ready to jam again.
I'm a fighter, writer, flyer, survivor.
And I'll keep doin it until the end.

Got out of that shithole.
2 days later I found myself in a different ward.
Downstairs like in a holding cell.
After a day and a night I made it upstairs.

I was able to have my phone and earbuds.
I walked the circle 737 times.
33 miles.

Met this guy who could not sleep at all.
And the Mexican gangster running up and down the hall.
In the middle of the night.
Yelling, "They're gonna kill us allllllll!!"

A week later Friday, they fixed my meds and I felt better.
Dr Rose said if I left that weekend they’d put me on a hold. 
3 days later they let me go and I was ready to roll.

Returned to my car and called my wife.
Now I’m stable and it’s back to my life.

Psychiatric Wards (beats. DredStudio)

Written, Performed, Mixed, and Mastered by Jed Lapp.
Beat by Villatic. https://soundcloud.com/villatic

Album Art Pic of Jed Lapp and Christina Matamoros-Lapp in Montreux, Switzerland in 2022. 

Lyrics:

My girl has put up with me for 21 years. So I thought I’d write a song and tell you all about it.

My girl Crissy, put’s up with me.
And all the crazy that we see.
All the craziness that comes with me.
When I’m bipolar manic, weeeeeeee!

And when I’m depressed she does what needs to be done.
There’s no one better in a crisis than my loved one.
Ya see, she grew up in a constant crisis.
So she knows what to do when everything’s unrighteous.

She knows when to cuddle to make me feel better.
She knows when it’s time to write me a love letter.
When I’m bipolar beyond help and more.
She loads me into the car and off to the psychiatric ward.

When I’m having a hemophilia bleed and can’t move.
She’s there to pick up the slack, she can do it all dude.
Yea, that’s my girl, she can do it all.
My smart beautiful wife, haha my cure all.

Whoa,
She makes everything go.
Yea, she makes everything flow.

Ya see, Crissy, she can do anything.
She has pulled off, yea some amazing things.
She grew up in a miserable home life.
Somehow she grew up to be a wonderful wife.

She makes more money than I could ever imagine.
As a pharmaceutical rep she makes a financial win.
At my job I make a fraction of what she makes.
She never holds that over my head, uh uh, no way.

My wife makes dreams come true.
We live on 2 acres with a ton of bamboo.
And when I get agitated and start acting blue.
She keeps everything together and gets us through.

She dances, she sings, she fixes things.
She’s a great mother of 4, yea that’s my queen.
In her life, she could have done anything.
But ya know what, she decided to put up with me.

That's my girl Crissy.
She doesn't get enough credit for everything she does.
Crissy, I love you and appreciate you way more than you could ever know.
Awww Yeaaaaa.

She Puts Up With Me (beat. Villatic)

Written, performed, mixed and mastered by Cozmo Jethro.
Beat by Villatic.

Lyrics:

Cozmo, I heard you and et al. https://soundcloud.com/etalaf haven't talked in a while.

Yea Homer, I haven't been able to reach him in almost 2 months and I haven't heard any new music from him either.  I don't know what's goin on here. 

Hey Cozmo, don't have a cow man.

That's enough Bart.

It's all good yall, I just miss my friend.

Three years ago I met this guy.
Name's et al. dude is fly.
He took the time to help me rhyme.
Yea, et al. is prime time.

He taught me things I didn't know.
Where's he at now Cozmo?
I don't know Bart. What's the deal?
Is he hurt, is he injured, is this for real?

O my goodness I hope he's ok, here in Springfield we love et al.

In Portland, we love his as well.
We both love The Simpsons as you can tell.
But back to the matter at hand.
I consider myself an et al. fan.

He opened my eyes to international collaboration.
Hip hop gem from the Australian nation.
He taught me about rhymescheme.
And how to project, yea, when I sing.

He worked with me on all my tracks.
For about a year, and then he laid back.
His ideas were cunning.
Yo, et al. I think I smell something.

Gonna turn on the "Real Broom Broom." https://soundcloud.com/etalaf/the-real-broom-broom
Roll down the street to et al's bumpin.

Me and Milhouse were listening to et al's "Robot Flows" https://soundcloud.com/etalaf/700-robot-flows-music-daprofessor song yesterday.
That song is cool, man.  

Did you know that he wrote that song for me?

Cool your jets, man. Everybody knows that.

Alright Bart. Settle down. 

Cozmo, tell me more about him.

Ya see Bart, in the soul, he's a leader of free thought on a music patrol.

Hey man, that's a quote from et al.

You know his music well.

I listen to him at the Springfield Nuclear Power Plant.

I hear ya man. I listen to him whenever I can.
Mostly in my car when I'm bumpin his jams.
Man, he's got the juicy lyrics.
Tried to rhyme like him but I couldn't do it.

He rhymes fast, he rhymes slow,
When he's in the groove, he glows.

We need to hear more of that et al. flow.

I know, I don't know where he would go.

Cozmo, don't you know?

Homer, I know et al. communicates through song.
So I'm flippin this rhyme to see if he responds.
et al. where you at my friend?
This is Cozmo, I hope this isn't the end.

I Miss My Friend (beat. Villatic)

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Cozmo Jethro.
Beat by Armijo Productions.

Lyrics:

You got Cozmo Jethro on the mic and Drew Armijo on the beat comin at ya with a little old school new school fusion.

Now the old school is all I know.
But I’m gonna bust this quick flow with my bro Armijo.
He’s got the beats and the audio.
As I go blow by blow in my studio, uh oh.

Old school rap is what I love to sing.
It’s where I come from back in the 80s.
New school rap, they flow so freely.
Sometimes it seems so strange to me. 

How they bust those rhymes so quickly.
Like a rhyming spree, weee heee heeee.
Eminem and them and Busta Rhymes
Flow 100 mph at times.

They rhyme so fast
Read between the lines.
At times sublime.
Like New Years Eve sippin on wine.

With your favorite girl, so fine.
Both yall getting ready for bedtime.
Hop in the sack and it’s time to shine.

Old school new school
Here we go.
Rockin the beat with Cozmo and Armijo.

Usually flow slow
Check the low tempo.
As we try something new 
With this quick flow. Whoa.

Old school new school
Here we go.
Rockin the beat with Cozmo and Armijo.

Usually flow slow
Check the low tempo.
As we try something new 
With this quick flow. Whoa.

Old school new school
Here we go.
Rockin the beat with Cozmo and Armijo.

Usually flow slow
Check the low tempo.
As we try something new 
With this quick flow. Whoa.

Now how do I allow
Myself to try something new.
Is it outta my wheel house?
Am I screwing up this beat by Drew?

I admit, it’s weird for me to flow so fast.
Tryin a new part of the craft.
As I break outta the past.
At last I tried part of the craft
That was so hard and fast.
Don’t care if it’s trash, I’m just havin a blast.

Old school new school
Here we go.
Rockin the beat with Cozmo and Armijo.

Usually flow slow
Check the low tempo.
As we try something new 
With this quick flow. Whoa.

Old school new school
Here we go.
Rockin the beat with Cozmo and Armijo.

Usually flow slow
Check the low tempo.
As we try something new 
With this quick flow. Whoa.

Old School New School (beat. Armijo Productions)

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