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A bilingual album written by EKD aka Lord Krom (Denmark) and J.Smo of BUNKS (Sacramento, USA). All songs written and performed in Danish and English.

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released November 3, 2018

Written and performed by EKD and J.Smo
Production by JAW, Sage the One and J.Smo of BUNKS
(c) 2018 MPC Recording Company
(p) Unlimited Sounds International Music (BMI)

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

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Track Name: Beastmode
Back to the future, the now, the moment
Rap from the Tutors, ounces of potion
Facts of the Fusion, bountiful omens
Throw your hands up if you Down with the docents,
Clowns lay dorment, or Bounce like the doorman,
If fakes act up, just Frown like a foreman,
or show them the potence, squash you opponents
let ‘em know raw’s worth more than diplomas
own them, or pown them, they boneless and phony
They Tony Baloni, so show them the Cony
Islander style, violence and guile,
apply them the wild, with the silencer-smile,
Let ‘em die in denial, send ‘em off to our chief
with the force and the speed, of a dog after beef
or a hawk, make it brief, with the claws and the beak
let ‘em meet their defeat, then get off all discrete

(neat)

We the rawness - The Beast - we the forces unleashed
we the storm taking form, on the calmest of seas
here to torment the creeps, the corrupt of elites
and their brawns, the police, dumb thugs on the beat

This is Hip Hop detached from corporate control
Music for our minds, catch us as we flow
Gritty till we shine, buff the rust in the cold
Digging through the trenches, play our cards, never fold
Upping all the stakes, archives in the crates
History never lies, the substance on our plate
Eat it up, lick it up, absorb all the feelings
Feel the rhythm as it moves you, spirits through the ceiling
Blast off, drifting through space
Left with my thoughts, all the spots I can’t erase
Moving through time, all these wants I want to chase
No chance to hesitate or fall behind in this race
Running so hard but feel I’m running in place
Searching for a breakthrough, looking for a taste
Moving in haste but we need to slow down
Observe, recollect, because we coming for the crown.

We the rawness - The Beast - we the forces unleashed
we the storm taking form, on the calmest of seas
here to torment the creeps, the corrupt of elites
and their brawns, the police, dumb thugs on the beat
Track Name: Forstå Refleksioner (Understand Reflections)
bar en taber i systemet – men en dræber med min rim
jeg en ægte rap fiend – mange Daner er til grin
de ka ane en strategi – men ved de planen profeti
de mundæne er profane, kun på sjælen jeg er rig
hva fanden ka jeg sig – tror det ren fantasi
at jeg blot er skizzofren – at det megalomani
jeg din mayn EKD – ik sædvanlig MC
så det svært at greje sagen og hva fan' det ska lign
ja de damer er fin – men ik' alt er for fi'en
jeg i cølibat, muslim – i gamle dage var det fint
nu vi alle åh så frie – men det kun sexuelt
har den gale disciplin, finder ro i mig selv
har den gale energi – jeg en damn superhelt
men de ser mig som en skurk – ka ik fat' forskellen
har en mass' at fotrælle – svedig rap til din celler grå
håber at du nede med den måde jeg fortæller på
på Smo produktioner - dope vibrationer
coaster til toner – og roaster dæmoner
gør Babylonkse kloner til kloger personer
får dem til at genopstå – og forstå refleksioner


Just a loser in the system - but a killer with my rhymes
I'm a true rap fiend - a lot of Danes are a joke
they can sense a strategy - but do they know the plan is prophecy?
the rich are profane, it's only on soul I'm rich
But what can I say - (they) think it's purely imagination
That's I'm just skizzophrenic - that it's megalomania
I'm your man EKD - not a usual MC
Difficult to understand what the case is, what it's supposed to be
Yes the women are fine - but not everything is for pussy
I'm in celibacy, muslim - in old days it was fine
Now we're all so free - but only sexually
(I) have mad discipline - (I) find peace in myself
I have the mad energy - I'm a damn superhero
But they view me as a villain - can't tell the difference
(I) have lots to tell - cool rap for your gray cells
I hope you are down with the way I tell it in
on Smo productions - dope vibrations
coasting to tunes - roasting demons
Making Babylonian clones into smarter persons
Reviving them - making them understand reflections

Understand reflections…

Bottom of the barrel, a peasant to a king
Needle in a haystack, the dirt on your jeans
An alcoholic father with alcoholic parents
And I can be a junkie since I’m feeling transparent
Demons on my shoulder, weight like a boulder
Some say a martyr but I’m feeling like a soldier
Mental warfare, a lot to bear, avoid the media
Programmed by messages delivered by the greediest
Process the bombs, avoid all the shots
During peacetime, we will gamble on slots
Waste away earnings for work we forgot
The cycles, the habits, the things we can’t stop
Weathered by time, conditioned by the storm
Living in a box afraid to stray from the norm
meet the status quo, stand straight in line
A sheep to a herd, no reflection of the mind.

Understand reflections
We need to understand reflections
Go on look at your reflection
See the symbols, ancient times, reflections.
Track Name: Straits Are Dire
Easy going, easy flowing, just rewarding myself
good peeps all over, who be needin’ our help
Fuck the selfish, the wealthy neglecting their alms
Shelter’s not gonna hinder Armagedeon’s pawns
Raging Storms, forest-fires, still believing you blessed
living in denial, still can’t perceive it’s a test
better sleep, get some rest, on the words that I speak
you know the verbal lightning bolts that I hurl from my peak
working for that world peace, you do the opposite shit
because you broke, and you need a big war for the quids
far from legit, gig’s up, letting them know
so they can close the curtains on your whole treacherous show
raking the dough, on sacrificing your own
like pawns in a game of chess, far from home
masonic society, Skull & Bones, toga parties
smiling having good times, on piles of bodies

You know I’ll fight like a brave - ‘til I lie in my grave
You know your lies can’t save your whole line from disgrace
better open both eyes - cease’ playing with fire
in denial, change ways, for the straits are dire

Everywhere I look I see the foundations crumbling
Information overload our souls they are plundering
Falling for the trap, we some saps, leaves me wondering
If it’s time to bring the rain, hammer down, it’s thundering
Programmed for war, activate the system
Infiltrate with music, spread the web and make them listen
This world’s at war, it’s fighting for attention
Convinced that we’re free while we build our own prisons
Their mission accomplished, suppress their knowledge
Entire generations became debt slaves after college
Call this an homage to things never abolished
Serving us turds painted gold with shiny polish
We take it, we love it, we want some more of it
Makes me sick deep down feel it tear apart my stomach
Navigate the straits, they are dire near the summit
Watch the kingdom fall apart when their stocks start to plummet.

You know I’ll fight like a brave - ‘til I lie in my grave
You know your lies can’t save your whole line from disgrace
better open both eyes - cease’ playing with fire
in denial, change ways, for the straits are dire
Track Name: Words Beyond Measure
Words beyond measure emerge from the ledger
Nerds playing catchup, we work like a ketcher
smashing verbs on beats, we defeating them all
Wisemen on the rise, Rhyme and Reason the call

Vision of a hawk, Vissionary Hordebreaker
Slaying orcs like a King in the North, en Hård Saga
de faker, claimer de har dames som Lou Bega
men de klammer end fluffer, de rundehuller de dater
jeg bater haters, spytter flames for jeg blessed by the maker
en Great Dane, og en Teacher, der ka' straight elevate ya
som Sess fra Jamaica – når vi lifter dig sådan
vi går i krig mod Babylon, som Salazifar ånden
vi updater mentaler, på lækre instrumentaler
bilinguale street-poeter, der verbalt spraymaler
kromatiser minds, med det ish som vi taler
connecter dots, ser the signs, vælter fæs pædistaler
originaler, der ik' bailer, ser den gennem missionen
tæm' dæmonen, for ellers Helved' endestationen
jeg penner poems, der ka væk jer fra det Matrix i tror
er virkeligheden, Lord Krom er lig de mægtigste ord

Vision of a hawk, Vissionary Hordebreaker
slaying orcs like a King in the North, a tough saga
they fake, claiming they have dames like Lou Bega
but they’re nastier than fluffers, the whores they’re dating
I bate haters, spit flames ‘cause I’m blessed by the maker
a Great dane and a teacher, that can straight elevate ya
like sess from Jamaica, when we lifting you like that
we go to war against Babylon, like the Salazifar spirit
we’re updating mentals, on lovely instrumentals
bilingula street poets, who spraypaints verbally
chromatising minds with the ish we’re speaking
connecting dots, seeing the signs, pushing over fools’ pedistals
originals who won’t bail, we see the mission through
taming demons, for otherwise Hell is the final station
I pen poems that can awake you from the matrix you think
is reality, Lord Krom equals the mightiest words

Words beyond measure emerge from the ledger
Nerds playing catchup, we work like a ketcher
smashing verbs on beats, we defeating them all
Wisemen on the rise, Rhyme and Reason the call

Words beyond measure, poison for pleasure
Shamans to the tribe, science you can’t measure
Quality, quantify, experimental art
Disconnect from the aisles filled with the shopping carts
Visualize the matrix, take it back to basics
Repeat the stages, observe all the phases
Drip it through the beakers, mix it like a chemist
Push through these times like I have no limits
Digging for the samples that contain all the secrets
Glance into the mysteries that leave the mind peaking
Dig what I’m cooking? let’s get to the feasting
Knowledge of the ancients, show respect to what I’m speaking
Meditate, start thinking
Find the center, less drinking
Open up the mind, document with rhymes
Salute to Riot Craig for the wealth in these lines
Words beyond measure.

Words beyond measure emerge from the ledger
Nerds playing catchup, we work like a ketcher
smashing verbs on beats, we defeating them all
Wisemen on the rise, Rhyme and Reason the call
Track Name: Dope (prod by JAW)
Fra DK til Cali, til Japan,
du ved det holdes på, ægte rap, El Capitan,
vi holder stand, vi værner om Forstanden
spytter vers som er sande, battler Fanden og det grimme
som der inficerer manden, fake mc'er er på spanden
står kafir i deres pande, de tight med Shaitan
de vil så gerne konkurer, fight med hinanden
jeg vil bare inspirer, med min vibe og min stemme
med min poesi, men du ved det mer end bar kvæd
når jeg writer med min pen, er det mer end bar facade
det rhymes til dit sind, til din mind, jeg din ven
fuck hype, fame og penge – bar du nice med din ting
jeg på vej til bli king – men der kun én Ruler
jeg tjener ingen andre end Him – det så cool - jeg
farlig som patroner i en gnarley sixshooter
tjener sagen, loyalt, jeg en fighter, og en trooper
Strugglen den er real, fucker ik med illusioner
Det ægte hiphop, ægte love, du må tro mig
jeg gør det ik for kroner, ik for snobbe, ik for kloner
jeg gør det ik for nossefår der fucker med dæmoner
jeg en thug i Babylonia, som der rocker amazoner
suckers ka ik nå mig, jeg en fucking lone owner
sørger for i stoner vågner, unplugger jer fra Matrix
rappens Morpheus, og jeg fucker ik med fake shit

From DK to Cali, to Japan,
you know it's kept on, real rap, El Capitan
we're holding up, we're maintaining Sanity
spitting true verses, battling the Devil and the ugly
Kafir (unbeliever) is written in their foreheads, fake mc's are in trouble
they really want to compete, fight with each other
I just want to inspire, with my vibe and my voice
with my poetry, but you know it's more than just songs
when I write with my pen, it's more than facade
it's rhymes to your mind (mind in Danish), to your mind (mind in English), I'm your friend
fuck hype, fame and money – so long as you're nice with your thing
I'm on the way to becoming king – but there is only one ruler
I serve no other than Him – it's so cool – I'm
dangerous as bullets in a gnarley sixshooter
I serve the cause loyally, I'm a fighter, I'm a trooper
The Struggle is real, I don't fuck with illusions
It's real hiphop, real love, you have to believe me
I don't do it for money, not for snobs, not for clones
I don't do it for idiots who fuck with demons
I'm a thug in Babylonia, who rocks Amazons
Suckers can't reach me, I'm a fucking lone owner
Making sure you wake up from your stoner, I unplug you from the Matrix
the Morpheus of rap, and I don't fuck with fake shit

An ancient chief in a new age
A shaman from a lost tribe filled with new rage
At the forces in tow keeping humans in a cage
Racing through these thoughts, unleash them on this page
Fight for new days, fight for different ways
Go against the grain, take the shots endure the pain
Crash it like a wave, engage the jurisdiction
Slow it with some friction, spraying my graffiti all over their predictions
Stick up rappers for their jewelry
Watch them cry like babies and laugh at the foolery
Tools to a system, clowns to entertain
Smoke and mirrors take the hype and drown it in the drain
Transcend the ego, elevate the game,
Overstand the situation, dropping knowledge with a flame
Hip Hop flowing through these veins, we lifted
Spreading love to all of my people, we gifted
Time to take it to another level then shut it down
In tune with a force hot enough to melt the crown
Rebels
In a world soon to be autonomous
A beacon in the darkness till I reach my sarcophagus
Under the ancient ways, analyze the data
Empower the youth, remind them how to move the faders
Before plug-n-play push button Darth Vaders
Who stole the limelight, convinced the world to chase paper
And spend it on thrills, clothes, hoes, a pack of pills
Chase with some liquor till we make the vomit spill, ill
Embraced by a sickness
A lost soul on patrol always searching for a witness
J.Smo.
Track Name: Keep Your Mind Lit (prod by JAW)
det J.Smo, EKD, JAW
vi pænt på – og vi får det shit til at ske
hiphop bevægelse global – total takeover -
gir jer noget at tænk over – mentalt makeover,
de fake sover - mens de ægte kører på
i går i stå med jeres pløre – og i høre ik det klog
men i hater stadig – kritiserer det noget i kan
vi leverer bar det sand der opgrader jeres forstand
tar over hvert et land – og vi brænder jeres flage
patriotisk propaganda – rend og hop med jeres stat
for det mennesket over staten – Gud over det hele
nogle de stolte for de rige, men det uden de vil dele
og folket er ik frie, og det dem der slider, slæber
diverse distraktioner, holder glid i deres kæber
vil skide på jeres neighbor, byg en stor mur
som Trump - karikaturen på en leder-figur

it's J.Smo, EKD, JAW
We're quite on - and we make shit happen
hip hop movement global - total takeover -
giving you something to think about - mental makeover,
The fake sleep - while the real keep at it
you come to a stand still with your shit – and do not hear the wise
yet you still hate – criticizing is something you can do
we just deliver the truth, which upgrades your mind
we take over every country – and we burn your flags
patriotic propaganda – fuck off with your state
because it's mankind over the state – God over all
some are proud because they're rich, but it's without sharing
and the people aren't free, and it's they who do the toiling
various distractions keep their jaws grinding
you don't give a fuck about your neighbor, want to build a great wall
like Trump, the caricature of a leader figure

We getting frightened and blinded
If we dont’ stay awake and right minded
Don’t let it slip away, seize your highness
Seize the day, seize the night, keep your mind lit.

Spark it, plant the seeds and watch them grow
Let the rivers run, feel abundance with this flow
Digging ruts with a routine, stuck in a daydream
Rats in a race churning butter into cream
Lemons into lemonade, perspective is the key
Reflect the inner mindset, you are what you believe
Flip the script, slap the pimp, modify the code
Face the fears, wipe the tears, reap what you sow
Take the harvest, share the wealth, this is what we do
Share the knowledge, overstand, leave you with a clue
Keep your mind lit, awareness is the tool
Guarantee you rise above the ones who stay a fool
Guarantee you recognize the garage in your food
Taste the poison, prcoessed in all we consume
But don’t be stopped by all the stories spreading gloom
Take the fear and gulp it down, be the tallest in the room.

We getting frightened and blinded
If we dont’ stay awake and right minded
Don’t let it slip away, seize your highness
Seize the day, seize the night, keep your mind lit.
Track Name: Se Lidt Lys (See Some Light) (prod by JAW)
Livet er ik nemt – hvorfor sku det også vær det
man lær af hva man går igennem – transformeres af smerte
nogle ka ik bær det – slangers gift går i deres hjerte
mange ka ik kaperer hva der sker op i deres hjerne
eksistensen fjern fra hva de drømte om og håbet
vil bare føle kærlighed – men føler sig så hånet
af folk de havde følelser for – så nu de nede og stoned
folk ka vær så følelseskold, og ønske du blir bonet
ownet, sat på plads, hevet ned, sat ud af spillet
men vid det ik er alle der ser det sådan, ha lidt tillid
ha det chillet, mens jeg maler dette billed
ikke al’ vil dig se grillet, la din smerte blive stillet,
til tonerne fra JAW og rimene fra ham Lord
Krom – der sørger for melankolien den blir kort
problemerne ik bort – men de tætter på vær løst
når du ignorer mørket lidt, og vælger set lidt lys –
Fokuser på lyset, på de gode ting i livet
der masser gode folk, i verden, tag dem ik for givet
fuck nu alle de whack fucks, der ik vil se dig glad
byg på tilværelsen, la ingen split den ad

Life is not easy – why should it be?
You learn from what you through – become transformed through pain
some can’t bear it – the snake poison goes to their hearts
many can’t cope with what happens in their minds
The existence is far from what they dreamed of and hoped
just want to feel love – but feel so mocked
by people they had feelings for – so now they are down and stoned
People can be so cold and wish you get boned
ownet, put in place, pulled down, put out of the game
but know not all see it that way, have some trust
have it chilled while i paint this picture
not all want you grilled, let your pain be killed,
to the tones from JAW and the rhymes from him Lord
Krom – who ensures the melancholy will be short
the problems won’t go away – but they’ll be closer to being solved
when you ignore the dark for a bit, and choose too see a little light –

Prøv at bli lidt glad, men la vær at føl dig tvunget
værdsæt den fred der hersker, når du hør hva der blir sunget
af Krom på de kvæd, der ikke gør jer så fordummet
som det lort, de fake folk, claimer bedre og har vundet
det shit er midlertidigt, yo, det ægte ik forsvundet
det bare finde det frem og press play på albummet
hør gems’ne blive forbundet, bare vibe og ha det nice
chille som ved en pejs, og reflekter på din rejs
der ingen ligesom mig, og der ingen ligesom dig
og hvis du faret vild i rodet, så la rimene vis’ vejen
læs tidens tegn, regn på lortet, lig en plan
tag hånd om livet, ik la andre styrer, grib dagen
hold dig til sagen, fuldfør målene som du sætter
lad dem ikke fald til jorden, ligesom nytårsfortsætter
og hvis du fejler og falder, når livet gir dig et dask
så rejs dig atter, giv det skalder, vis du stadig er frisk

Try to be a little happy, but don’t feel you are forced to
appreciate the peace that prevails when you hear what is being sung
by Krom on the verses that does not make you so stupid
Like that shit, the fake people claim is better and have won
That shit is temporary, yo, the real has not disappeared
just bring it out and press play on the album
hear the gems become connected, just vibe and have it nice
chill like by a fireplace and reflect on your journey
There’s nobody like me, and nobody like you
and if you got lost in the mess, let the rhymes lead the way
read the signs of the times, calculate on the shit, lay a plan
handle life, don’t let others control you, seize the day
stick to the case, complete the goals that you set
do not let them fall to the ground like new year’s resolutions
and if you fail and fall when life gives you a smack
Then get up again, do your best, show you’re still fresh

Focus on the light, on the good things in life
There are many good people in the world, don’t take them for granted
fuck all the whack fucks that don’t want to see you happy
build on existence, do not let anyone split it

even those closest to you can switch game,
stay focused on self, take the shots and maintain,
transcend the ego, conquer self-esteem,
stand tall above the weeds, strong roots will succeed,
surviving all the storms, stand the test of time,
from the DJs to the breakers to the painters to the rhymes,
Hip Hop, it don’t quit, it don’t stop, we still spit,
languages criss-cross, united, you feel this,
from Sactown to Denmark, English to Danish,
beacons in the darkness, light the shores, yeah we made it,
remind the generations of the history we saving,
leave the negative, positivity portraying,
facing all my demons, full of fear, yet I slay them,
rising from the ashes, full of scars, I parley them,
risking everything for greater gains, we are building,
J.Smo, EKD, raise it way past the ceiling
Track Name: Vi i Krig (prod by JAW)
Husk at hvil husk at smil husk at tag den med ro
hook op med ligesindet sjæle lig nogle planer der go
yo du må så deres frø før end planter ka gro
du må work for at earn så hva venter du på
du tror min tro er en skrøne men det ændre ik på
jeg stadig ber en bøn for dig og skænker dig flows
jeg håber på ka nå dit sind, væk fornuften igen
for den er væk og op i luften, ligesom snuppet af vinden
som havde du puffet hundrede pinde, glemt totalt hvem du er
helt forsvundet, ligesom minder om de dage du havde kær
konspirer, men de ægte folk de værner om æren
hægter sig på andres hjerner, men blir fjern op i pæren
det trist, tendens på tider med forfærdeligt på færde
jeg prøver bring jer indsigt, jeg fylder skærene med lære
og mens i fæ begærer stjerner og vil være millionærer
der bekæmper vi den terror der hemmeligt florerer

vi i krig mod de djævle som der manipulerer
vi kæmper for det gode i mennesket, for de sande værdier
vi prøver sæt jer fri fra jeres mentale lænker
prøver få jer til at tænk, og det på tværs af kontinenter

We’re at war

Remember to rest, remember to smile, remember to take it with ease
Hook up with likeminded souls, make some plans that are good
yo you must sow their seeds before plants can grow
you must work to earn, so what are you waiting for?
you think my faith is a myth but it does not change
that I still pray a prayer for you, and grant you flows
I hope can reach your mind, wake your reason
because it’s gone, up in the air, like taken by the wind
like you had puffed a hundred jays, totally forgot who you are
all gone, like memories of the days you held dear
conspiring, while real people maintain their honor
latching on to others’ brains, but losing your mind (in the process)
it’s sad/tragic, a tendency of times with terrible things going on
I try to bring you insight, I fill the tracks with teachings
and while you fools lust for stars and want to be millionaires
we wage war against the terror that secretly flourishes

We’re at war against the devils who manipulate
We fight for the good in humans, for true values
We’re trying to set you free from your mental chains
trying to make you think, and that’s across continents

everywhere you look, every screen you touch,
the messages propagate, they are tailored for us,
targets to consume, feel envy, feel shame,
these negative emotions, they steer us like the reigns,
loyal to a brand, all the heroes disappeared,
spend all that money, escape all these fears,
distract from the obvious, distract from these tears,
lost in the shuffle, paying bills, grinding gears,
go, go, go, go, when do we stop?
more, more, more, spill it over the top,
greed, greed, greed and cream, cream, cream,
who has time to pause, pursue a dream?
reminisce on days I relied on triple-beams,
pour it on the page, let you read between the seams,
faced all my demons, still fending them off,
never let your guard down cause the world is non-stop
Track Name: Who's To Blame (prod by JAW)
Antithesis to pop culture, epitome
Saddened by the zombie-like state, this delinquency
Standing in the belly of the beast, the enemy
Dodging all the shots as they aim low to hinder me
Mental warfare on your dome, the frequency
Manipulate the airwaves, the program directing me
Until I woke up from the dream, play the game
A wolf in sheep’s clothing, blend in, ignite the flame
Burn from within, add gas and go insane
Feel the fumes linger long after we infect your brain
Rebel from the inside, teach the sheep to shut it down
Grab the mic, two records, watch us the rock crowd
Denmark to Cali, we rumble through the underground
Lo-fi, gritty, pack a punch with this sound
Straight to the jugular, beats by JAW
Chop the solar plexus, uppercut with this claw
Everyday screaming yes, yes, yes y’all.

Insanity, inhumanity, rotting brains, low on energy and pain
Downtrodden drain, vanity, the games people play
Who’s to blame?
The enemy of man got so many acting strange.

Foolish and deranged, damn near amnesiatic
empty in the attic doesn’t equal clear of static
mental acrobatics, gymnastics of the brain
passionate about helping other people to maintain
restrain the devil, never give it the reins
you got a long way to travel like an Orient train
‘cross forest and plain, through the downpouring rain
dreams of glory and fame, ruin lives like Corey Haim’s
there’s more to that story if you ask the other Corey
same creep if it’s in a limousine or a lorry
luciferian showbiz, sinful indulgence
dedacent schemers in control of the audience
everybody wants their portion of the fortune
my best advice is to proceed with caution
extortion, bribes, corruption is rampant
gonna be alright though, the struggle’s never stagnant

Insanity, inhumanity, rotting brains, low on energy and pain
Downtrodden drain, vanity, the games people play
Who’s to blame?
The enemy of man got so many acting strange.
Track Name: This Love (prod by Sage the One)
Another late night, another day with no sleep
Grinding hard for everything I love, the company I keep
My kids are tucked in bed, beats from Sage play in my head
Wifey in the sky, spit these flows until she lands
Scoop her up in Sacramento, take her to our residential
Sneak up on her in the shower, leave the picture for your mental
Most be dreaming of this love, call me blessed from high above
That patient, slow, all night, soulful kind of love
What you don’t see is what it takes to be the boss
See the highlight reel then your envy starts to talk
But you’re too lazy to walk
Screaming gimme gimme gimme gimme some more
Salute to Sage the One, let my homie up the score
I’m out the door
Jump into the Flex, I-5 North, windows down
Let that California air spread the sounds, paint the town
J.Smo, BUNKS, Sage the One, EKD, MPC
Hip Hop, it don’t stop.

This love I have is real, keeping me above
troubled waters, but even finding peace can be a job
in and of itself, life can be so tough, treat you rough
beat you up, leave you bleeding in the mud, but we keep it up
what else is there to do, than to seek the love
and strive to keep it cool, keep it true
we write the jewels, precious words for the thirsty minds
the urge to rhyme got me bursting lines that reverse the lying
cancel out the curses, bring real rap to the surface
words with purpose, ‘cause they got you acting nervous
I’m at your service though, flowing soul with J.Smo
everytime we rhyme we close the curtains on the crazy show
I’m not raking dough, not rotated on the radio
that’s okay though, never believed that was the way to go
I just wanna speak on a beat, set it free
show my love, rep my steeze, be myself, EKD