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#1 Vagabond

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Posted 13 December 2013 - 03:01 AM

take a listen guys. mixing/mastering not done yet.

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Rider Music
On The Corner
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#2 Red

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Posted 10 January 2014 - 08:33 AM

Could you post the lyrics?
Capital is dead labor, which, vampire-like, lives only by sucking living labor, and lives the more, the more labor it sucks.

#3 Vagabond

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Posted 26 January 2014 - 10:26 PM

yeah sure bruh

they're a little di44erent 4rom what I usually end up recording cause I change lines in the studoi

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Yeah, aint you feelin the cold ?
An Feel th wind fly through ya coat to the bone
ya wait fa the bus
n boston ia heartless they wont show ya love
they dont give a fuck
they dont give you enouhg
an ey won't let you be
might get it fa cheap, and that's different from free
she won't stick around
spendin the night, but she don't hold ya down, fam she ain that type
yeah I need a change, and lord I dont know how
sleeping til five, choppim lines time i blow clouds
like i'm stuck in the sound
50,000 sou l san, i'm stuck in the crowd
an p eople move away
change up they whole style, maybe change they face
memories can fade
all these glass buildings, lose ya sense of place, throw it away
chase a wave roll a fat spliff
played ha part well, actress
didn't mean much, practice
just a small flame, matches
angel from the coast
used to sharp threads but he looking a ghost
nickles on the dime yeah
look at how they shine


out in allston walk by my old place
scarf ten an shippin fees and vans that look stone gray
knock on the door like the dope mann,
give ha the horse and i'm dippin, trojan
like oh damn, , no pork go ham
no fork go yam, new york? no fam
this my chicago flow, and marijuana smoke
like that bateau ivre, that's that drunken boat
like I burned out
I was a genius , turned out
all out
my birds fly south
yeah, step in the light
boston born and raised but, I aint with that life
everything flosston, did it black and white
wait til the night


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orbit up in  space like a satellite tonight
asteroids stars and rocks
20 years of stones in my pockets like i got white
talkin on the phone is hot
ice and molly
no trains dog i been runnin trolleys
think she on that x, the world such a mess
i been making moves like chess
pawn takes bishop, knight takes queen
see you at the parties or see you in my dreams
styrofoam cup, that's the way i lean
weight of my sins on the triple beam
do you want to ride with me off the planet girl
never go back no roads no maps
all we leave behind is the petty shit
all we leave behind is the trap


took her out to space i'm trippin
fuck them other guys i'm different
remember i was broke and fiending for a smoke
at the bus stop counting up my wishes
racks up i been getting bands now
sugarheads messing up my plans now
but i wrote all the hooks in got the perfect look
and still they be looking for a handout
i think they must be mad that they started at the bottom
catchin feeling not my problem
blowing up my phone stalking round my home
god gave me the fire, the devil take your bones
i'm done with all these liars, they will never blow
train tracks on they arms, all you need to know
i hope they quit the hard stuff but i know they won't
i'ma ride out and smoke up a zone

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through the looking glass,
my name in the book of life on the grind   in the fight
romans and kitim
the wicked against the sons of light
guns at the  fistfight and the visions i live by
westerners with false idols talkin bout the so called  bible
and they dont speak  ivrit they false messiah speech  is hollow
you seen the motto, flosston take no loss  no coffin just a cough
,  coppin clarks without a job
  the dope boys losing profits cause they sniffing up the  product and
told ya moms you stoppin it, needle stocked in the pocket and
they don't learn til they burned
they don't learn til they burned
through the looking glass
hallelujah free at last may 48 the british crashed,
they  couldn't 'last kept our land
egyptian armies driven back by refugees from  cyprus camps
and  mizrachim from marrakesh
through the looking glass
i been catching glimpses of all the lives i coulda had
harvard on the scholarship upper class, goldman sachs
or somewhere near jerusalem, akko in the sand
if i died in the basement, overdose, out of time
flip through through pages pick a replacement what's his name can't live my life
there's a better life i know what i'm missing
wish i could go back in time, that's only science fiction

that's how i'm on it the 4ame i don't want it
broke right now yet i been a prophet
that's real cause li4e so hard
didn't sell out to the devil cause i sold out to g-d

what's the scanner see government is watching me
think that i'm a suspect they see what they want to see
i know about the fifth amendement i don't have to talk much
she took it off for me, sheba next to solomon
scooby do, in and out the hallways
soul judean,  boston is the wrong place
always got a plan got the dice that's in my hand
even if it it go to crap i'm just glad i had a chance
even if i had no chance i'm not mad i'm not mad
better luck next time, better  next time better  place than alcatraz
i don't care bout anything I don't care bout anything
people want so much from me and i don't owe them anything
whats the scanner see, only what it want to see
gottta work a second job that's the new economy
the 1 percent the hunger dogs apokolips the dark side
I can feel the struggle, that's a hard life, not mine
what's the scanner see, the surface
heard if i can't pay the bills i'm worthless
used to write their hooks n all,  punchlines, verses
only serve the lord above, i'm not in your service
what's a try hard against god
i don't say your name i'd be putting you on
wha's a try hard against god
i'm a prophet, coming back from babylon


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Posted 03 February 2014 - 09:59 AM

Cheers! :)
Capital is dead labor, which, vampire-like, lives only by sucking living labor, and lives the more, the more labor it sucks.

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Posted 05 March 2014 - 05:50 PM

something new, album's almost done
ried to catch a glimpse,
past the cloud,
saw wheels on fire,
angel eyes
saw the ships come in,
the soldiers too,
and the st george cross
planted on the moon
and they shaved her head
and tore her clothes
, and after that
she never spoke
and they made her bow
kneel to rome
killed the men, the rest they sold,
salt the ground, burn our bones
out the walls
with carts of gold,
no this land is not my home,
i know this land is not my home
gotta write it down,
i might forget,
wake up dazed,
back in my bed
think im free
and im one of thmem
i might forget
its just pretend
you beat me down
unto the ground
how the fuck
ima be your friend
you live off borrowed time
dont look to mine
for time to lend
your empires two thousand years,
bloood and tear
s and still will end
always bet on the hand of gd
when he raise us up against wicked men
an my cousin died
, fifteen young
but he gave his life to
drive you out
an if i go
at least i know
my lifes about the perfect sound
and god will judge,
i hope forgive,
when he sees my heart
my own crimes
the sons of light in dark times,
with frozen eyes for hard times
you call yourself a man of peace
behind the mask a man of lies
you call yourself the son of slaves
but we all know thats not your life
you tell the crowd you brought them bread
we all know you dont shareyour wine
in the public eye youre a family man
but we all know thats not your wife
an the day we hand the keys to you
the day we worship jesus christ
and i have faith we'll outlast you too, fought the west and i'm alive
life is short,
life of crime,
woke up in a ditch,
tried to climb
all i know is fives and dime,
nine to fives, g
rind to grind
an ariel
sharon is gone,
gone a long time,
gone fa good
when the rockets reach your house
you hit them back, course I would
no human shield
, shoot to kill,
and you would too,
thats too real
an ni I aint a martyr for em
or broken on a wheel
im a puppet on a string,
but its all good,
i see the strings
an if her stock yehudit
the only way she see a ring
treatin people cynical,
no sinner tho,
a prophet hahh
people over profits haaa,
but some men live above the law
think that they could run from gd
, justice blind and judge us all
every soul, great and small
, tzaddikim ans sons of dogs
rich and poor, real and fraud,
all men hear the siren call
specially when whites involved, or alcohol
yeah, the flag is still, the wind is calm
the heart of man is restless, cause he knows hes alone
crusaders bearimg weapons, the bloody star and crescent
an me im on that medicine, that indica, that smoke

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Posted 07 March 2014 - 05:59 AM

you fantasy nerds will probably like this


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they move out the slum n all
an immigrants change
hold on to your culture
dont change your name
but station to station
every place in the nations
where my people been chased
keep the taste of the pavement
and i'm just tryna smoke a bit bag a chick and stroke
yeah i know the flood approach but we can get a boat
thick thighs, full lips, i could be your man
i been on that greyhound , bolt bus peter pan
i been off the planet girl you dont undertand
i know there's somewhere else where we can work the land
i been off the planet girl i seen past the veil
this is just a bluescreen, it aint even real

king for a day an all
with a crown of ivy thorns
and my throne and my stones
and a year and then i'm gone
king for a day or two
with a couple subjects who pay tribute
with my house and my moat
and a thousand treasures worth more than gold

they thrown a parade that day I wasn't in the crowd
i didn't feel what they felt, under the golden bough
lights of a ufo crimson against the cloud
i see them shining still, shining like chinatown

you'd be king for the day man, look good in ya ivy crown
reign when the wheat grows, and maybe beyond the fall
but somebody pay the price and somebody weigh the dice
justice is blind just a line in the book of life
all the judges crooked
justice is so hard to find
they changed it a;ll like brooklyn
rich get, riches, we get, scraps
I know the systems riggged and I dont chase the cash
i don't even want that
amalek live in in a fancy crib, burn it up like a loud pack
they dont een know me
i'm about to jump off and they been gettin cold feet, i been getting no sleep

king for a day or so
if the harvest good they'll leave alone
if it's plenty we'll feast in full
if it's bad it's my time to go




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