Brand New !! Old School | West Coast type beat '1990 by Tony Tone 2024

Sacred Eyes

Until the end of time
What fate decides
For the people under the sun 
its will is guide
But yours n mine
Define the smoking gun



Sometimes in the short life we livin’ 
we overlook the little things 
so overwhelmingly overworked 
we only get older, 
Heres the line time for you to get in
And stay in order 
until  our remaining years are over and 
we realize we’ve been overlooking the overload, 
overly stressed too early 
Is stress overflowing over our chest 
we overlook so many little things 
we been too busy to stop n smell the flowers we just run em over 
the overkill of humanity can you smell the odour?
Or am I insane forever?
 i can tell you one thing, forever doesn’t last forever.
One day there will be no more 
we’ll be too old and decrepit, 
stubborn in our ways 
never be able to change our perception 
out of breath forevermore in this deception.
The days come with torn letters to mourn 
when I rest in peace they’ll say a few words 
as i become an omen 
the last thing people will say to me is amen. 
Oh man
I don’t wanna go out like that. 
Woes and damage God damn 

Until the end of time
What fate decides
For the people under the sun 
its will is guide
But yours n mine
Define the smoking gun
Life is the light Earth is the prism 
We are the colour 
that’s why 

we’re called human

Yea yea

is this gods sole plan? 
do we have a soul at all? 
cuz i feel like spirit was broken n stolen 
for us to grow it 
reincarnated a billion years over 
We just dont know it

Until the end of time
What fate decides
For the people under the sun 
its will is guide
But yours n mine
Define the smoking gun
Life is the light Earth is the prism 
We are the colour 
that’s why 

we’re called human

Yea yea

Until the end of time
We’re called humans

Yea yea

when we leave this planet 
and we look at our essence in 3rd person when we can hold it 
through the eyes of chthonic 
making our bed. the threads woven
Can you afford to take ownership 
over all your good deeds, 
misleads, misfortune and misdeeds?  
Paying with our lives to live in a dream, 
yet cant afford the price
The supreme scheme regime 
shouting with our most extreme screams 
in hopes anyone can hear our cries 
To fall on deaf ears for years  
Takes a toll on our self esteem and pride.

Until the end of time
What fate decides
For the people under the sun 
its will is guide
But yours n mine
Define the smoking gun

Life is the light Earth is the prism 
We are the colour 
that’s why 

we’re called human

Yea yea

Been dating destiny all my life. 
Our relationship is more than platonic 
its solid
I’ve learned not to cut corners 
when we square off cuz i always end up going in circles 
For real tho i don’t wanna be over the hill hunched over jumpin hurtles what the fuck is the purpose when every turn you trip or get fucked over like flipped turtles. 
I guess that’s the point to see whose the realist but is it to be honest with morals or survival of the fittest 
Is it playing god for scientists to master the transfer of consciousness or genetically modify matter through eugenics and clone hybrids?
Is time a matter of essence? 
Does it matter like speedometers for reference? or just a matter of preference?
All of these questions nevertheless 
there’s no answer for this i guess 
it’s not for us to ask because once you’ve understood the matrix 
naturally what comes next 
is judgement to pass
 the multiverse  is unbiased it’s just the way it is.

Until the end of time (time time)
We are the colour 
that’s why 

we’re called human

Until the end of time
We are the colour 
that’s why 

we’re called humans

Until the end of time

The Colour

Sample
Previsão Do Tempo

Vocals
Wretch 32 

Feel no more

This weeks sub for The Producers Corner SC#388

SC#388 - Bloxbeats - Weepstarz

My skins cracked 
snap Crackle pop feelin 
like the kraken 
devastating monster
On your block 
but its the hate you gave
That made me this way
red bloody and hurt
With High Anxiety & muddy 
to make things worse
Spurts of energy 
short lived and it feels like 
i’m getting kicked 
from behind in the ribs
 with a steel pipe
I’m dirty, 
worked 5 weeks 
n haven’t seen a penny
Surely any memory 
i had is at risk with
health deteriorating 
mentally draining
 i’m mirror hating 
Here in my bathroom sink 
Is a refreshing drink of tap water, 
peroxide and rubbing alcohol 
beside a bottle of xxx and dye
Cast a spell For me 
and lift this hex to the skies 
In a home 
where the windows are broken 
From my ex with a front door 
kicked in. I’m vexed
stirring in self loathing resentment 
In a room starting to spin. 
Don’t take it out of context
I can’t sleep and i’m out of suboxen 
before my problems drop in 
the last nail of my coffin 
and i become one with
darkness and i greet nyx 
in the orgasmic macrocosm
of cosmic consciousness 
But Buried in the necropolis 
mummified. organs outside 
my sarcophagus in jars 
ferry me to the afterlife far. 
Before I close my eyes I feel warm
Focus i know this war is far from over
The Ferocious tides seasick in an ocean
Of dope, coastin’ go in see the doctor
Adding more disorders To the whole list
These locusts behind Enemy lines like trojan
Eating me alive under skin. Horse flies 
flesh rips from Death grips 
losing my mind
Can’t get a head start
my eye sight tunnels
gone In funnels of red 
but in hindsight
 this blinding bright light 
in the Fog from the barrel 
was probably God
I only point the finger where i point the blame
Aimed at myself cocked and locked but damn
I didn’t expect the gun to jam
Years after the fight in the raw 
These bugs crawl, still here using after bite
Everything wrong Nothing right 
Its not fair, 
Who cares never apart 
from where migraines are 
hot n burning these opiates 
don’t deny pain they enable the yearning
like a stain These damaged receptors 
Remain taking the reigns to my earnings
i can’t manage or abstain from the pain 
I obtain without some kind of 
connective access 
to muscle relaxants 
hypersensitive. 
My hypertension is right there 
on the fence when
i’m trying to nap in 
a pile of bloody napkins. 
Disappointed and tired 
Sick of asking for help As skin 
keeps reacting To the dust
And everything foreign
Being on fire Scratching and finicky 
Why is it scorchin
I can’t imagine
What a beautiful life would be
What the fuck is generosity? 
I know Genuine and sincerity 
like i know trigonometry 
Blow me skippy 
Is what i say to the doctor
And i made it clear
Don’t know me  proper
Cuz you went to college 
and experimented 
with marijuana Don’t know me
you Prescribed me 
Medication too high 
for my dollar
My body owes me nothing
Your supposed to
Until you can homie
 holler
Just cuz you have a 
Degree in college 
And you’re smarter than me. 
Don’t mean 
I don’t know my own body
I’m medicated

Medicated

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A relationship is an engine. Many pieces in motion, Some seemingly insignificant They all do their part. From the biggest battery to the smallest bolt. They are all needed
A few wear down and some wear out.
But they hold on tightwithout a doubt.
For a single purpose they are made. 
To drive the love that seems to fade. 
Please show patience with this rust.
Because relationships maintain with trust.
-LCM / LRC

Fuck em all and mummify me

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