Breathe Think Feel

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Bringing Unmatched Noise Knowledge & Sound,
Better find yourself some earplugs if you don’t like it loud,
We’ll turn it up by decibels just to rock the crowd,
Find these boys incredible, if you’d shut your mouth,
If you’d listen to the message that we’re trying to say,
We’re tired of working for the man for minimum wage,
So let’s start us a movement, let’s show ‘em how we do it,
Put the Love back in the middle like Jennifer Hewitt,
I’m acting on instinct; I don’t care what you think,
I’m living day to day, hoping, my ship, it don’t sink,
I’m living moment to moment, avoid staying dormant,
If I enter into boredom, it’s my thoughts that torment,
This music is my melody,
Boiling in my soul, release it carefully,
Breathe, think & feel, that’s all I’ll ever be,
If that’s hip hop, then I’ll be it happily.

We breathe (music)
We think (music)
We feel (music)
We are the BUNKS

Walking alone, sounds ring within my bones,
I’m going to use this till the day after grown,
Only one condition from the place always roam,
Get it how you live and packages will bulge,
Learn quick, work smarter,
Don’t get caught up in product,
Material objects obligate your pocket,
Tight in the groove like a millimeter socket,
Keep it real with my music,
This companionship is priceless.

I’m writing line after line, keeping up with the times,
People jacked up on the music like they are doing my lines,
Got a passion for these rhymes, steal the show like it’s a crime,
Cause Gro done got the flow and I’ve been serving my time,
I keep it thorough in the Boro but I said it before,
Working on my beats, I’m enjoying my chores,
If you snore on the BUNKS, we’ll settle the score,
If you bring down my vibe, I’ma show you the door,
So throw it up like an Olsen if you’re feeling the groove,
I stay running with my crew and we be on the move,
Collecting on my thoughts, sick of paying my dues,
You couldn’t lace up my sneaks or stand in my shoes.

From the bass to the treble, turn it up another level,
Pump the pres to the max, signal popping like a kettle,
Flipping flows to the fellas, try to keep it kind of mella,
But I got a tendency to raise clouds like propellas,
With these forces unmatched, no strings attached,
I kill ‘em with the brutal honesty when questions are asked,
Reverb,
Delay,
Filters,
Decay,
Effects infect every nerve of your brain.

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from Self​-​Destruction EP, released September 30, 2008

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J.Smo of BUNKS Sacramento, California

Bringing Unmatched Noise Knowledge and Sound.

We are a hip hop collective from Manchester, Tennessee that has been releasing music since 1999.

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