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Rhyme & Reason

by Stash Sounds

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Broken Man 04:10
Tight like confined space the human race Am I in last place or just placed last Victory tastes sweet but can be erased Many can see shine but live in a haze Rhymes tight like latex suits and body gloves Black and white remain vex I’m way above Lights camera action form attraction Free radical all seeing I’m all action Meaning that my reason for being is all happening Submariner jump jet in a harrier I’m a holder not a carrier live life no barriers Travel light mainly in the dead of the night When the freaks come out hell hides in plain sight I was born to swoosh like nike on dark knights Leave blood in the water from your wounds a shark bites Thoughts I focus on keeping ‘em all bright alright While living a dark ‘n’ low life thirty five crystals all cased in ice Some brothers on the slide are just hoping for my demise Behind back doors they painting vanilla sky’s Where strange things happen but only when doves cry A prince from a pauper only son and a daughter Lead me through a life of treading these troubled waters Move amongst thieves killers and soul sorcerer’s I’m gonna break it down so you can see The skilful way I recite my poetry Break it down.. Break it down to it’s very last compound I got the mind of a master masquerade disaster I’m talking right here you talking the hereafter Entered in the game can’t be a late starter You lighten up the mix I’ll make it a little darker Hold me at knife point my swords a little sharper Only one of us will escape the dogs of darpa Move across the world change the ships marker I know just what it takes I know I’m the ships chandler If life’s ya bitch then go in a little harder With a strike like Antonio Tarver Black zillion poised to make millions With one shoe a tight crew and a merovingian This industry’s filled too many chiefs no indians Tomahawk swing on a million minions ‘N’ take it to the street ‘n’ fight like forty fenians Move forward like who the Abyssinians I’m gonna break it down so you can see The skilful way I recite my poetry Break it down.. Break it down to it’s very last compound Now you can say I’m stuck in my ways Mad hatter that blazed back in the days But some ways you stuck in is grave Dowsed out flames of a nuclear age Walk a path we didn’t pave Stole destinies tablets from a sage Deep gaze from the crowd and then I bathe In beautiful sun rays the mind of a modern day slave No physical chains it’s mental How you can die inside ya own temple Thoughts from a wise man prostitute with ginsu Make ill moves sporadic like Tenchoo Most mcees ain’t making moves they meant to Won’t get through until you reveal who sent you A trick in the mix let’s keep it simple like mounalix The evil that men do temped you to tradex ‘N’ move around the world until you read your apex I’m gonna break it down so you can see The skilful way I recite my poetry Break it down.. Break it down to it’s very last compound
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This is Stash Sounds take a deep breath We move with stealth, accumulating wisdom before wealth The short shelf make me guard my mental health Until these well formed elements melt you'll need help Like the Beatles, do this for my peoples who ain't treated as equals Taken out by weapons that are lethal, loosing battles that's legal Hard to balance like boards upon an easel, street diesel That man got twenty for selling and not telling From the roof tops snitches is yelling evil, feeling regal On the top of the top of the tall steeple, I'm making plans with tomorrows people Clip the wings of forty eagles, a thousand and one sheeples The effects of a thousand and one total recalls. Ayo I run my gums like I’m number one Bungee jump from percussive drums, me & the beat are becoming one Take a couple buns of the bubblegum then all of a sudden unleash a stunning concussive punch Got that London slum mother tongue, succumb to the troublesome, wanna puff the skunk? (BOOM) punctured lung! Got you breddas on Coca Cola & double rum until them motherfuckers stumble drunk & need a stomach pump Street Compatible, with extremist radicals My feet at the peak of the equilateral Had myself hop on the beat, & free the animal Got into position & didnt, read the manual I ain’t textbook, ya breath took, stimuli Flow best put, couple left hooks, swing a right Superwoman cooking up my dish tonight My penis is her weakness, my dick made of kryptonite!
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L.A.N.D. 03:58
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Ashes to ashes dust to dust only love life if life be loving us Plans that we made we made up in a rush Maybe because we were out in the cold crushed That’s before in you I knew I could trust your taste your touch Hiding a crimson blush behind black satin no fighting no fuss No making late trips on a nightly bus Got the car or the two tone truck to pick you up ‘Cause in the citadel you can come unstuck Trying to make a life food clothing and such Was a broken man but now my pockets stay flush Base chakra illuminating our lust Now let’s put this whole thing in the shell of a nut B-boy b-girl no scratch no cut just a loose drum brake and a sample’s enough I know some of you would wanna call my bluff But here I keep it simple I ain’t saying too much From time to time it get’s so dam tough But yo you hold it together you so dam love The skies were the limit but yeah we made it above the clouds Combined powers and stay in touch Wherever we may be over land over sea We more than ready ready for whatever will be It’s about time we turn the lights down low get on the floor I be like oh lets get it on baby close the door What ya gonna say now I don’t know how you made me feel Feel this way feel this way Ooh ooh woo ooh whoa oh I don’t know how you made me feel Feel this way feel this way Ooh ooh woo ooh whoa oh You were one in a mill but now I’m ready for the windchill King of the hill without his queen that’s gotta kill But this ain’t me crying over spilt milk This is me crying out with my skills Knowing how impossible it is to turn back them wheels And how it feels running through them killing fields But I’m ready for whatever the future yields God bless a roof over my head and some healthy meals Two shields to guard the attack From front and back while traveling on the map And maybe I’m just here for the visit relax Put your hoody on your gloves and cap And let’s face the cold outdoors fully wrapped Perhaps we can hold hands while we cross the tracks Perhaps we can hold hands while we cross the tracks.. I don’t know how you made me feel Feel this way feel this way Ooh ooh woo ooh whoa oh I don’t know how you made me feel Feel this way feel this way Ooh ooh woo ooh whoa oh
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credits

released April 23, 2018

Recorded at Smokehouse Studios London.
Mixed by James Patrick.
Engineer J. McMillan.
Mastered at Blue Pro Mastering.
Artwork & Design by Sean Frigot at Lazy Eye Graphics.
Distribution by Believe Digital

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