BEEF N' CHEBBA (NOTDEPRESSEDJUSEXPRESSED) SIDE B

this is the 5th album of sonic sketches from Soufside Native wiz Chebba. the 22 pieces come together to illustrate something that registers on a subconscious level. there is something that needs to be heard and the bare actuality of it is quite horrific. so settle in for a purposeful sequence of sounds....

PRODUCED, MIXED AND MASTERED BY CHEBBA
CREDITED DRUM AND BASS CONTRIBUTIONS BY AKETE
CREDITED ADDITIONAL VOICES BY ariesfoolmoon

SOCIAL (digialog) HORROR! a film score...

An annual birthday treat !

A small dose of streams to get the mind flowing.
Adding perspective.....

Produced by Chebba 
With notable production and vocal additions from ariesfoolmoon

Who"R"You, People ?

audio diary?.... musical confessional?....sonic soliloquy?.... a part of the journey fa show.....


self ritualized (intro)

wun: Untitled (trumpet by Devine Abstract)

two: The Halfway Point (Prod by Promise and Karoline)

tree: Altar (prayers and vents)

fow: Not who you think, U been (intermission)

five: S(ix)ides (Wit Devine Abstract)

six: Saturnday (...night)

seven: Reflections...Deflections (wit Malcolm Topaz and Deshawn Visionz)

eighth: Back to the Sun (interlude)

self realized (outro)


Original mix by Chebba
Recorded in Morrow Ga, Soufside ATL


via Swiss Army Records, '22


special credits: (my) Soul Tribe


Compact Disc available

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THE IRONY OF SAYIN IM (F***#**) DEAD

a small dose of flips and sounds out the mystery box I made the past 2 years.



its the REturn... [BLACKBOIHIPPIE MIX]

I want this to hit ya subconscious

"wine to water" speaks on the simplification of potent things into clarity or confusion.....


enjoy this palette, catch u on the flip°


intro: DOn't know
wun: hurdle [prod. by Promise]
two: little fangas, skinny wrists (interlude)
tree: they/say (I need too)
fow: knowbetta.me
five: is what it ain't (interlude)
six: "COnterests" (conflict of interests)
seven: whaahappened
eighth: channel chasers (intermission)
nine: WHO U (ME ?!)
tin: HURT (wit special guest Freespottie)
leven: missin... (catch u on the flip side)


Produced, Written and Arranged by CHEBBA

Original mix by Chebba

Recorded in Morrow Soufside Ga

via Swiss Army Records

special credits: ATLPROMISE & FREESPOTTIE 


WINe2WATer (NOTDEPRESSEDJUSEXPRESSED) SIDE A

wurd as written

I got sum money in my pocket
but what the transaction
spent it all on evidence
the devil's be laughin
I really a traveler 
prancing established
break thru sum barriers
that lead me to drastic
or zip lock plastic
sum real ones be famished
mutations like Amish
and the land after comets
batman and robin
is needed in promise
clean up the sponsors
that feed off the concerts
that spread out conscience
to act like a mosh pit
I'm tryna be timeless
that's why I'm still climbin
limelight is widened
I let you define it

/

Don't seem as if we doing so bad 
Touch my face and hold my hand 
so Good it is we ain’t so bad 
Jumping help you stay awake
Many unfamiliar faces
Want you on the darkest days 
Gentle please don’t make it too bad 
(So bad so)
do it but don’t do it like that 
(So bad so)
Don’t seem like we doing so bad 
(So bad so)
Touch my face and hold my hand 
(So bad so)
Good it is we ain’t so bad 

prod. chebba 

"Devoock"/So Bad (wit ariesfoolmoon)

name the style of flow that YOU do :⁠-⁠|

Please Internude (wit ariesfoolmoon)

wurd as written

everybody could be a stranger
On the 1st glance
It takes a minute
To find the common
Fair
Congruent similar shares
Audacity to play truth or dare
I'm takin my time on my stairs
I could gallop and scale 
And exude big as a whale
Wag the dogs tails
It's just sum fears that
Hold the dawg still
I saw the kitten takin
Sickly
The dog was fed Hershey
As dishes
But it strengthen the tissue 
Thru the misuse of birthright
The Padawan ain't had to fly
A kite
Stick in the middle of the affairs and types
His life
A flight of cares
Becomes resistance 
Keeping this revolution in remission
I'm tipsy off the platonic sexual tension
Sum folks is rooted by the abstract
I hope I'm worth the static
These niggas out here
Holdin magic but can't
Get passed the status
I played sum archetypes I could be
Cast In the obvious
But that's obviously not
What entertains me
Shamelessly a product 
Of a slain beast
These a hunch
On the block
Underneath the much
I think we need to touch
I think we need to tough
It's not sus if I think we
Need to touch
Call my bluff 
I'm stuffed with guts
I think we need to touch 
Do I got good luck
Oh u in control of bus
I think we need steer dis
In a direction of us
Standing next to each
Other enough
Just enough to touch 
It's pure like the preacher said
Stop all cuss
Co creators gods
Forget the passed days lunch
In days when the crown is in a funk
Yesterday's words might leave me
Keep me in the space
Not tapered by cults
Exposing who u love
The most 
Is it me or sumbody or nobody at all
Last call roll and it's silent as 
An abandoned car wash
Beside a church and store
The very things I see
When I'm thinking of feelings
That been brought
By narrative thats bought
Lendin ears till they get Tyson'd
By the dread of a brand nu likeness 
What's the meaning of a connection
So mighty
Wit a result of a reflection so Brightly
What's so gracious gud about tension
Nobody wanna sleep in the kitchen
Walls is fortified and beginning to bust
Cause the ways of the wind
Is twirling twistin around us
And I think that's it best
If we just touch
Nothing strange In the mind
Of a son
He's especially aquatinted with the jump
He wants to dive into the trunk
Will he survive this once
Twice he tried in a month
Days never really end
So time dont really cost
Too much
When they gonna touch ?

prod. ariesfoolmoon 

Touch (a song for...)Prod by ariesfoolmoon

this is an old selection from 2019 but a younger me....

wurd as spoken

I let the sun hit my fo head
gone head
tell the world ya story
got them loses on ya sleeve 
all due wit respect
for the fearful comin out
goin thru a metamorphosis
im tuned in
writin in the diary
if my redeemer
left town
that's why you never really
see'em
sum day dey gonna 
wanna be'em
when it all falls down
and we see who got the crown

but ain't no goin back
matter fact
I be gone till
ya frowns feel whack
got this spaceship
and it slap
imma profit off myself
imma profit wit sum wealth

YOU CANT STOP ME LIKE IM HELL

time made me who I am....

prod. chebba '19

Combo 20.19

wurd is written

this is courtesy of my backbone
Sum that these niggas never had 
Comparison is a thief of joy
But I'm glad to be hatin
My haters save the tears for
Later
You heard the Mary self titled
And didn't feel entitled
To share the story 
Behind the stretch marks
I thought it was chicken pox
That made me eat 
the whole Damn box 
I'm tryna switch it up
Like the Nintendo
They prophesy the dreadlocks
On me like the Rasta
So I skint it like the klansman
Washing tons of dandruff
Out the platform
And clearing my canvas
Glasses glued
Lustful glutenous
Fuses to keep blues
In motion as a means for love potions
Carryin the baggage and gain
The strength that wasn't suited 
For the journey but nonetheless worthy
Of dabbling
Transformations of the nu age
Slave is built on discussin the bill
At the dinner date
And waitin on blantance
Without the proper cadence
Of waitress 
I'm stuck in a stasis
Debatin tryna refine
My expectations
Of the way that
I'm approachin this
Scheme of kings and queens
Can't be sure if my 
Game is comprehensive
To the template 
Of ur Majesty
Without the Sir bein Innate
I can't be validated and
Called out to constraint 
limitations so bland
u just gotta understand
gotta run it back again
wun time for the man
2 times for the plan
extended my olive branch
This shit is a spectrum
Walkin on and pass private
Property
Handicapped parking
ER the owners never seen
Lekieth the key
Like dat boi keo
Drawing the template
For the mistakes
We accepted the layout
Like a blind date
I done seen the tapes

this is the feedback...
the feed's back....
I need to relax
lookin at the feed....

Prod by chebba

THE FEED'S BACK (intro)

THE BODY

the wurd

DISCERN... DISCERN

producer: chebba
all instruments: chebba

SUndaesCHool('20)/DISCERN


This is yet another piece from my Upcoming "SOCIAL HORROR!" project coming soon....

it points a finger and asks a question in an imaginary mirror.... who is to blame for all this ? let's sit with that for a bit •°∆

wurd as written 

Have you seen the view
Knockin at my door
Despite the blind it's true
God is in the news
Reaching for the sky
But don't wanna be blue
Despite the mind it's true
The devil's paid his dues

World leaders !!!
Of the galaxy
Can't you see we're suffering
Imma believer
In the need of
Fundamental balancing 
The world's is changing
Yet u still seem the same
Is the Sun the one to Blame?
I know the thrills
Of the game
I'm getting chills

What's the place of you
Standin at my door
I don't have to choose 
What ya standin for
......


Can we get sum breaks ?
Up on this thang ?
We made a few lil mistakes?
My mama say, have it your way
Don't cry today (?)
If we go back, to the safest place
In this world today 
We might as well, say ya grace
Cause we gon need sum space 

SPACE ??!!
GONNA NEED SUM SPACE!!!
OUTTA SPACE
OUTER SPACE 

CAN YOU FEEL IT DEEP INSIDE 
DON'T PLAY YOUR GUILTY WAYS

The faces of people 
Remember when I say
That i
Wouldn't fear
I was there

The feeling of pressure 
Never overcame without a 
Little hand
I was there
....

Prod. CHEBBA

All instruments: me

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by CHEBBA in Morrow, Ga (SOUFSIDE)


SWISS ARMY '24
NU B'N 
SOUFSIDE CONNECTION

YOUTUBE VIDEO LINK https://youtu.be/zXoYPsNe0vY?si=du2lsDHr8Onn9BCd

wURLeeda

the wurd

you told me to do something
I didn't want to do
and as the situation got me a drag
so I pack my bags I'm on my way home  
I didn't want to disappoint 
I am a good boy 
I told you time and time again 
I can still be ya friend 
but im going home  
you told me not to be afraid 
come out of the shell 
you don't have to live in hell 
even if heaven is to high 
you can be yourself 
you can fly 
you can live a life 
you can learn to fly 
you can live a life 
you can learn to fly

producer: chebba
all instruments: chebba

0'friend

the wurd

Tonight we’re reporting here in south Atlanta where hundreds of the local community are gathered to investigate rare sightings of what appears to be a spacecraft floating right above us now at approximately 11 pm. What many would call a conspiracy is now, right above our heads and in our gaze. We’ll be back to report on any new details that may arise.  3 men were arrested for allegedly falsely claiming to be “hiphop”. These three men are named anonymous and are currently held in police custody under 200,000 bond. Crimes were committed as these 3 men stormed into a popular local venue wearing all white garments and adorned with crystals, carrying what appears to be backpacks which police later discover were filled with notebooks. When interviewing one suspect he stated the notebooks were filled with in quotations, “hot rhymes” however after later investigation, authorities confirm these notebooks were riddled with drawings of pyramids and graphic imagery of naked women performing sexual acts. It appears this false claim of being hiphop is taking many by storm all around the nation, and the CDC now has labeled this event an epidemic. As this event is currently under thorough investigation, We advise that you closely monitor what you and your loved ones tune in to, as this false claim of in quotations “being hiphop” has the potential of lifetime side effects such as longterm hyper masculinity, nausea, heartburn, upset stomach & indigestion. Keep your loved ones safe.   Memorial weekend hundreds of thousands joined us here at Piedmont Park in the hot sun or should I say, under the new blue sun for the 47th annual Atlanta Jazz Fest. We were able to witness the atlien himself, Andre Benjamin also known as Andre 3000 where he gave a soul spinning meditative performance of tracks from his latest flute album. As many were excited to witness Andre in person, lots were utterly disappointed in the performance as one guest quotes “I was looking for Hey Ya or Ms. Jackson, not a flute serenade that sounded like a recorder played by a kindergartener.” The field packed within minutes of Andre’s performance but it appears most people were there only to take photos of the legand himself, rather than listen to the music. What does this say about the world today? Well, recent studies show only about 12% of people understand music while the other 88% just want to boogie. Well we’ve got good news, put on your dancing shoes! You’re now tuned into: societal horrors

producer: chebba
all instruments: chebba
vocal: ariesfoolmoon
writer: ariesfoolmoon

REalZINtro

wurd as written 

the places that could've
Brought me from
I can feel it when I'm

Standing 
Candid
Romantic
Panic
Manage

What do you know bout my baby
She's 6 feet deep
and she doesn't know me
And I'm right behind the screen

Do I even know my baby
I'm into too deep
She lives in my sleep
I wake before we reach

She gotta a problem wit savin
I got the key
A safe place to breathe
Will you ever know peace

Solutions and reasons
The way that I see it
You got ya mind in the loop
I tripped a couple times
Did a few rewinds

the places that could've
Brought me from
I can feel it when I'm

Standing 
Candid
Romantic
Panic
Manage

today I woke up
And saw God in my living room
God in the work space
God in the mistakes
And in between the lines
I saw flaws in the given truth
From DAWS that was given too
Law prohibits out of contexts
Falsify the prospects
Indulgin that incompetence

I know that you see
But you won't believe it
You tryna be kind
And I still surprised 


the places that could've
Brought me from
I can feel it when I'm

Standing 
Candid
Romantic
Panic
Manage

.....

Back to the sun
Having much fun
And I'm fr this run

Showed up showed out
And the living is proud
For a lil time
Or a little long while

When I get down
Crack a big o grin
That I can feel within

Pop life pop life
Are u gonna stop life
Friend

Space aint no thing
In my beholder's eye
I got plenty room to shine
If ur not confident
With all have within
U might swing away
And fly
 Or rise they call it
Love the spirit
Within me
Love the one who meets you
In between 

pop life pop life
are you gonna stop life 
friend

.....
your just like me too
A different lense
But a similar model
To me 
And when I leave my conscious
On the ground without a forcefield
U carry it back to me

I'm in an empty space
I might eat myself to death
Feastin up a good mistake
I won't be mad by tmrw

pop life pop life
are you gonna stop life 
friend

friend

Produced by Chebba



PLAYER 1+2


DEDICATED TO MARY LOUISE GLOVER 

Wurd as written 

Looking for Louise
Why did go invisible 
Just when I thought 
I was invincible 
She took a trip outer

Uprooting Louise
Digging up the dirt
It's in your shirt
Needing Louise
Forever my Queen
Who believed in me

Searching for Christ 
He might be with Louise 
If they would stand beside
The lines and watch the refining 

Calling Louise 
911 I'm only 13
She isn't awake
I need you to come
And save the queen 

Fast forward to parking lot
The 20 dollar bill
Givin to see
The interworkings and the 
In between the streams 

It wasn't you
But I know you
Standing inside me
Louise

Production by chebba and ariesfoolmoon as "ms.MARS"

Keys, Synths - ariesfoolmoon 

electric/bass guitar - chebba

LOUISE

wurd as written 

The grass was green
From the far side of this movie scene 
Then coming closer you can see the 
Details
The water seashells 
On the shores of the deep hell

Passion sports get so confusing 
When the court is wrong
Different philosophies 
To float each boat 
Not usually speaking 
Till the others gone 

No time to think just 
Listening to what the waters
Bring 
Not caught up with every
Fish and eel
The slimy slithers
Of the Poseidon's dream 

I have reference point 
That points me to
The gravity of things
The winds blows
Everyday
Changings of the guard 
In the name 
From the starting line 

Upon my landing 
On this fertile ground 
It was revealed 
Thou shall not 
Be minded to ill
Was it home training
Or the inner will
Rebuild 
Mentalities to be shield 
From the depths 
I guess someones 
Would rather live in hell
Rebel

I have reference point 
That points me to
The gravity of things
The winds blows
Everyday
Changings of the guard 
In the name 
From the starting line 

Nod my head
I'm not a slave
Mr clean with 
An obnoxious dream
Speaking spells
That I repell
I'm closer to the center
Than ever before
No one can the vessel 
Thats known the blaze
That trails

I have reference point 
That points me to
The gravity of things
The winds blows
Everyday
Changings of the guard 
In the name 
From the starting line 

Production by ariesfoolmoon with additional acoustic guitar by Chebba 

STARTINLINE

wurd as written 

It gets easier wit time
To stand ya ground 
On a mine
Things change overnight 
What's not important 
Anymore?
Over and over again 
Who isn't who is

Do the righteous have to die
Before you stand aside 

Do the righteous have to die
Before you start to cry

Those flakes become so cold
Bite thru and it's sweet

I wanna ride thru city
Somebody grab my coat
City life is the lifestyle 
That everybody seems to want
I get the feeling sometimes 
That everybody really don't 

What if the city was filled with smoke ?
Fire burn lung smoke
What a joke 
Not to me
But we all feel the energy 

Precious People in the world 
Tell me not to cry
I have been an angel
In disguise 

Precious People in the world 
Tell me not to cry
I have been an angel
In disguise 



Forgot to let down all
My windows 
In comes the cat
She's been waiting 
For sum very since 
No one wants to 
Think out loud
In this very sense
When things are very tense
It's just glimmer of hope away 
To get you back on the train 
See ya next
At the bottom of the sea
Where the creatures
Lie beneath 
You demons 
Throne and seat

Production by ariesfoolmoon 



PRECIOUSPPL

wurd as written 

I remember the feeling 
The synchronicity to healing
The moment my life changed 
Landed in a strange land

The ladders not in tact 
Sources were scarce 
But the source was there

108 days to rest all my ways
To see 
To move to end and meet
My life's destiny 

Production by chebba
All instruments -chebba

GREENTEA

LOVE ?

MICROSCOPE FT. KHAM WASHINGTON [PROD. BY CHEB-EL]

SILLY THANG(PROD. BY CHEBBA WITH GLDN ON THE DRUM)

Untitled Song (felt like puttin sum out)

Lyrics

The world is kinda cold on the dark side
I'm on a ledge, And I'm holding on for dear life

Little Soft Pains
tease my little mental isane
False prophecy
irritatin all the faith that I keep
cotton mouth spit
rinse me in the desert i talk in
enter, walks in
the shadow of a man im not rememberin
Failed expedition
or the greatest ever Ascension
questions after questions
kinda blur the narrow vision
tryna find the line in the middle
I belittled basic physics
and cap sized Solo 
and redefined what it is
doubt way heavy on a transgressin soul
but confusion lays waste to belief when it blows
father tell me keep the faith
weed man bless me
Son of a holy roller
puffin on 6 Gs
smoke coat my system
Burn Throat like lynchin
close mouth like listenin
close eyes like wishin
no pain like pinchin
propane feelins
no words no mention 
niggas smokin 
niggas livin

Freedom or Faliure
gotta escape the prison
never endin cycle of everyday livin
stay down for my village
but at times they be leechin
separate my services
solitude with my speaker
Word to my mama
Ion Freq
wit the drama
summertime
memories got me in a slumber
feel like Im sinkin
need a personal plumber
its light that im seekin
gotta get thru sum trauma

spoke my peace 
and let it bleed on the concrete
Big mental illness cut clean thru the white meat
if I cut deeper 
hope my family finds me
thin line between who I am 
and whats left of me
pieces of a man
Innervisions of 
the puzzle piece
blind to bs 
all I see is whats important to me
family and fourtune
searchin from the wrong source and
its evident that thats a motion that Im not forcin

COLD [prod. BLACKBOI HIPPIE]

Da Words (as they were written)

weight the scale
and let feelin of memories fade
Ancestors in my dreams
gimme pictures of the day
that im made
Ted talks wit fela
guess I gotta cut the leash
cant fake the funk 
of bein stuck in my conformity
peace
Flaccid mad tactics
of a loyals deceit 
My heart shatter
but it gain and renew
just the same
its still lame 
cause I took em
for a genuine Fame
but the globe keep turnin
so I swallow my gaze
and reduce all the pain
thru the puff the strain
mature wit it
nigga stay in rain
and sage away
the unfamiliar demons
lay in the wake
waitin for potential moments
just to show me the way
my true power lies
in the death of vanity games
Im in too deep 
for niggas who can't take it 
as plain
my patience is thin
can't shake it
its not a trend 
no people pleasers
cause Im not a yes man
u late for the surprise
I langish again
and vanish in the daylight
till night breaks in
and like a thief
seep in
with slightest amends
I'm justified by the cause
of purpose and plan
I know u feel the energy
around me
U cross examine test
because u don't surround me
My latest theory 
Insecurity talk loudly
I been accused
of quote on qoutes
I say it proudly
Im Debbie down
if that mean I got
my mind free
down the rabbit hole
Of chronic pain
no palm trees
but feel me when 
I say Im living
despite the circumstances
I'm not for commercial appeal
I deal conversion
I search the fields
wit Ms Hill
for Sole Survivors
tryna find
a peace of mind
that they been deprived of

CONVERSION [PROD. BY PRM]

word(as they were written)

lord willin 
no fear
days of the apocalypse
here
Im vacationin
from the side of field
Im 2020
seein crystal clear
fire and brim
stone theories
and propositions
collidin wit sin
Im in the middle
of it
tryna make sense of what
I believe wit no guidance
but myself
and the knowledge
of higher intervene
I lean more towards
cause of revolution
things
but in the end
I know reality 
is just a dream
I guess collateral
is that it boost
my self esteem
I take the high ground
I understand my enemies

The sun of 
the holy roller
changed man
scholarly schoolin
congregation 
on the messiah
like its not me
that counterfeit knowledge
got u wildin
and u cant even see
look at u and me 
and tell me God 
aint the recipe
Opinionated
leaders of our own
ideologies
underneath the scheme
we just heaven outta body
my heart knows
Im back and forth
Im tryna find a hobby
Mystikal celebrity
and my amateur peak
The spring Equinox
Retrogrades
empowering me
Its a conspiracy
But Im not givin
power to man
Im part of spiritual
bloodline to
raise all the dead
say dats it 
crutch time
the mix is finally 
up on its head
I rather die and haunt u
instead
and relish in
the lands 
created by the thoughts
in my head
leave it to me
to be the one
to up and plot from the
dead
life aint worth livin
till u stop bein scared

ERRTHANG  SPIRITUAL... EVEN DA RONA

every song I make is just a soundtrack to a thought process

DEM IN-BETWEENS

sonic thought and verbals ¤
have u choosen yourself ?

CHEBBA

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