Twos, by jay suttin

Twos

by jay suttin

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1.	Aeroplane 03:15	lyrics	buy track
Good afternoon ladies n gentleman thank you for choosing norfkoast airlines Now Sit back relax and let us get you high Come n climb aboard my aeroplane I got kick back seats n free champagne Topless hostesses with real big brains Who puff n pass fat spliffs n key cocaine This is your captain speaking I don't know where to land I cant control my jaw n look at the size of my hands I'm a half full half glass away from being half smashed Someone tell that fat slag that dicks a can a slim fast Ye want a sip a suttin sweet, see if it'll help your thirst I bring the fuckn heat these days so part your lips n blow me first N yes there's every need to curse I feel it gets my point across I'll fuck ye up ye cunt, pass that fuckn joint across Soaring like an albatross my feathers rarely ruffled I always like the cards I'm dealt cos I'm the one that shuffled Play your hand man.. bring your big bubble First I'll burst ye on the river then I'll drown ye In a puddle Suck a pus filled duck billed platypus dry Through a tip top straw if i thought I'd get high Brew a pot a mushy tea to feed my psychedelic mind N top it off with sticky green n multicoloured lines Anything to open up an altered state of psyche view the universe anew through my third eye nightly I Penetrate the aperture n let the colours incandesce n dance around with nothing on n try to make the world be friends Your like a ham piece sham please N i'm a meat free beast n I hate cheese But je suis grande n your so petite Don't parle merde to me be quiet tout suite So stay asleep sheep n bring me baksheesh I want a couple dogs bollocks n some bees knees Been in the deep freeze beneath the bleak seas But now I'm back to be the cream atop a crappy crop a emcees Come n climb aboard my aeroplane I got kick back seats n free champagne Topless hostesses with real big brains Who puff n pass fat spliffs n key cocaine N we don't give a fuck if your seatbelts on I hooked the oxygen masks to big ass bong Current altitude we're cruising at 13 feet Prepare to land in 5 minutes in that big fir tree
2.	Twos 01:09	lyrics	buy track
Twos I been too hard to cry tears but too soft to stay clear I'm too broke to meet ends But too keen to take gear I'm too old for new games there's two sides to tall tales Too true them two truths are too fake to be real Been too good for too long but too strong for fair play Too rough to play nice still too tough for their ways Too long In three towns from one up to two down I'm too proud to lie down too much life to let drown Its too cold n too wet too much work too much debt Too few with two feet on two knees to chew bread Use two ears n three eyes to bring sense to closed minds Too much hate too much waste pour two shots n lets raise To the bastards to the butter to the fighters to the lovers To the heads to the friends to the meds to the ends To the struggle to the cause put two skins to the glue I rolled this wan for me... but the twos..are for you
3.	How many fucks? 02:27	lyrics	buy track
How many fucks do I give on the daily Say not many say probably not fuckin any Too many men these days sing like a canary I'll chop you at the knees like danny trejo in machete You'll get clocked round the head with a brick in a sock Don't try to run with me before you dickheads can walk You're not hip hop ye non stop cock block just stop talking Enough squawking tape your beak shut n stop gawking Dirty bastards break the mould n shatter alabaster I'm past laughter with the stammering philospophasters The rat master sittin watching all you sad hamsters Runnin in your wheels in the hope that you'll get farther faster I drop a dirty danker darker brand a rap chatter Your haphazard n sub par with pish patter With a fake flow that flakes loads n lacks lacquer I'm cut throat with top notes a pure cracker Is it bullshit or is it conscious Is there content or is it nonsense Does it matter you think I care mate Marinate my shit in piss n dish it on your face mate I tell ye how to live your life n that you suck loads N that ye suck loads for hot reeks n pound notes Your a joke scrote begone from my periphery Or gimme your ma's address so I can post her all the bits a ye Clink clink I propose a toast to me Maybe here within your ears is just where I'm supposed to be Make myself at home n sit nude on your upholstery N whisper to your soul at night to go to polls and vote for me A troop a rats to coup d'etat I Kristallnacht you posers Have ye begging for the coup de gras with snotty noses So who do you suppose taught ye how to catch flows northcoast sham n don't pretend ye don't know
4.	Anomaly ft. Shane Deane 04:55	lyrics	buy track
See me grab the scene like plastercine n roll it in a ball Fold in all your hopes n dreams n toss it the wall Ain't no cudjoling those who fail to flow on time the way they should n stuff N messy with the rhymes n wasted lines THAT JUST AINT GOOD ENOUGH So Here's a loaded question would you like to shut your fuckin face fall from off your pedestal to lick my fuckn balls mate sick a listening to little willys taking pisses N elder soft n floppy cocks with green eyed criticisms GIVE NO FUX IS STILL THE MISSION STATEMENT Talkin shite n call it fragrance I cant find my place to sit with all these plastic imitations Smoked out hippy vagrant misty eyed at making changes Who would rather have a bag a dreams pockets fulla wages Man I can't exist in cages eating food that lives in cages CANT SWALLOW ALL THE AIMLESS TASTELESS HATE THAT BREEDS ON SCREENS N PAGES vain attempt to gain a state of grandeur with your little mates Regurgitate a status Photoshop n paint your pasty faces Be the anomaly Be the black sheep who doesn't bleat their ideology Be the anomaly N when ye start to get it right they wonder what is wrong wi ye I blow to bits the also rans n chill with scores a courtesans I'm searching for a bad romance n finding it in bags in grams Standing in my kung fu stance To silence all the little lambs Victims of a circumstance FEEL THE WRATH OF EMPTY HANDS We the disenchanted disillusioned generation Must defeat the old regime can't let em breed a toxic nation We must burn it to the ground tumble walls of segregation Their fabricated hatred can only feed our indignation So renege on your enslavement to a systematic plague Your worth is not determined by your status or your wage Its time to make a fist.. n ram it down some mandibles We cannot become machine when we where born to dream in animal
5.	Pure leaf 03:29	lyrics	buy track
Check the shape a these freaks isosceles beats hypotenuse tweaked Hypothesis sweet See us roll about the mount about 7 dots deep in a super hi vis acting rare as hens teeth Its that up n coming dirty bastard shite I put a soaking in your gash with the words I write I be Bringing heavy flows like a crimson tide You just gather round my gifts like its Christmas time Be like Aw please would ye spit us a rhyme n here man what about a feature some time But naw creature i think it would be wise to decline because your talents too weak when you compare it to mine You're not the ish kid, your just a damp squib I be throwing ink around so much my new stuff is my old shit, Your harmless I'm bringing more weapons than an armed squid your in favourite snapback sittin sucking on a pen lid Your Charmless n I'm a fuckin wizard with the conversations Sparking minds n single handedly uniting warring nations I'm on a peace pipe promoting love n peace shite Cracking open narrow minds if only for a wee while Cos I'm as sure footed as a mountain goat puffin on a pack a penguins sniffing up a can a coke Fingerin a dib dab you dribble on my dick lad You try to keep the pace with me but suttin sets it too fast So come n get finger in your bum hole I'm making you a man the night n spending all you jam role On md n good weed n good times n mad vibes We'll right wrongs n talk shite, pass time with tight eyes My skin size is king size my sensei was white lines, my muse was abuse of confused little punchlines The haze in my gaze hides the reasons to hate the demons n heathens that put shit on my plate I'm comin I'm after ye It's big dick dastardly Slappin more bass than a young rick Savage I be Tappin in to batter ye your batty raps are crap to me Go write your ickle scraps im unraveling a tapestry Canny stand within my majesty Been masterin my slabberin to ease away anxiety Im spittin dirty words to reach a dirty kind a piety Im Northcoast as fuck n im increasing notoriety (Get on the bandwagon) all aboard to take a ride wi me Wankered at the wheel again been drinking to sobriety Shittin on you pricks who think a rivalling my dynsaty N Full steam ahead through any fool that tries collide wi me Im Calling time please on all your rap schemes Don't rate the rat pack well that's a blaspheme You made a new track well that's a bad dream Dbmcs injecting fizz up in a flat scene More holes in your flow than a box a swiss cheeses I turn water into rhymes you can call me jay jesus Ye canny catch the beat you men collect diseases I'll get you all in line n then N then rip ye into pieces Shoot these bars right through ye like bone mush bone About time you little fannies just ran on home Tell them hip hop hipsters sit n watch the throne I'll be out the back chilling n selling bags a drone I'm 2 scoops a bastard in a chocolate cone with dirty sprinkles on top with some strawberry flow Sticking 99 flakes in your Siamese bakes When I'm spitting on the mic you get the shitting dog shakes
6.	Gus 02:57	lyrics	buy track
In a dark dark town there was a verb verb noun Crash bang sound as the camera pans round Grainy filter black n white cinema scope Cue protagonist emergin from a gentleman's club Intoxicated clearly disheveled n in dissary A black eye percolates in purple busted lips protrude the way Cursing all and sundry n throwing punches at the moon When will I escape this torture? A voice replied in whisper "soon" What! who said that? Who mocks me from a hidden place? Reveal yourself ye bastard let me look upon your twisted face Hold your bitten tongue my child first of all let's play a game We've been waiting for you Gus.. How the hell d'you know my name? You're not ready yet for answers Be patient don't complain Your storyline can yet be changed Now close your eyes n feel the rain A black sky rips n precipitate drips As the wind picks up to facilitate it We see all in this crooked little town of lies We enter every dwelling every curtain twitched to leer inside We view the true side of your kind n violent wretch n at what we find Your husbands beat their cheating wives Your children weep alone at night Daughters mask the pain of life with slices on their upper thighs Sons who want for love n fun are numb from drugs n other highs Your old n frail are cast aside the sick n lame are ostracized their hope is gone, the race is run the soul has died a shell survives But you Gus. Well we watched you grow from boy to man Something out of nothing n escape your father's heavy hand With a shoddy set of tools you built yourself a way out A Sunny deposition shining silver on a grey cloud We where there when they said you may kiss the bride And 3 years later met the daughter at your side We watched you live a perfect dream n flinched as then it fell apart That fateful night, one fatal slide that wasted life n pierced your heart Crash, bang wallop Now your wash your sins in the bottom of a bottle Rehash coulda stopped it press brake less throttle take a shot, shit talk, jaw popped n lashed out the club, Enough! do you think I want to hear this shit? whatever do you want from me I've nothing in this earth to give Oh contraire my boy your gifts have just been beaten back Come n live as us n we can get your journey back on track You'll have happiness eternal n your suffering removed We have a task to ask of you so quickly, you must choose Choose? There is no choice no rolling dice no win or lose Every hand the dealer sends me may as well be ripped in two This cursed place has poisoned all the love I had to hate instead I'd rather take my chances with this voice I hear inside my head Set me any task you wish just free me from this evil trap Can't carry all the hurt no more relieve the weight from off my back You've made the right decision Gus I think you'll thrive as one of us Now here hold out your withered hands n take from me your second chance A blade to cut the ties between the soul n flesh See it as a key and the lock resides within your chest Plunge it through you heart n let this vessel sink away Stain the earth red n let the pain be washed away Catch a last look at your carcass in collapse Then forget the past, free at last A man is dead long live the rats
7.	Freudian slip 03:12	lyrics	buy track
Freudian slip Say juttin Berty dastard suck fake Freudian slips make me tips wackbards A mic lad like mad pake a bie outta wad burds n curvy black birds in a mans world Want a slice? Naw sham but you can munch a crust I lick the lid a life while you suck the bag for dust Ye know there's never been a freak like me Dressed up to the nines in a three piece suite Take a seat let's eat entrees on trays Descaled flesh on scales which way Mains all cooked in a raw flambé N desert served hot with a sand sorbet Once again another oxymoron A box a oxycotton got me horned n putting porn on By proxy cheap at twice the price Play your cards right bitch n you can roll the dice Let it all twist in a Freudian slip Sourest fizz from a saccharin drip Guerrilla that mist in a poisonous sip N exhale bullshit from cantankerous lips Let it all twist in a Freudian slip See the medium shift in another deep trip Bleed from that slit in a cut away wrist N salute the lost souls on another sunk ship Can I've a quick word? Velocity Can ye stick a rhythm up your hole well I suppository This monotony is new to me Definitely maybe baby but the future isn't what it used to be Brand new old skool fresh mould mentality A set a feminine jeans to make a fuckin man a me Clearly opaque when Im spittin obtuse I made a cute pair a sandals outta steel toed boots A mans man, fuckin birds is for poofs Tall tales all day like ain't that the truth Melancholic melodrama like ain't the spoof Necking pills to keep me focused like ain't I aloof Goofy looking cunt take the mickey for a walk Had an elocution lesson where i learned not to talk I unchained the dots to maintain the plot N had a rave up in my grave as I was layin in my cot Let it all twist in a Freudian slip Sourest fizz from a saccharin drip Guerrilla that mist in a poisonous sip N exhale bullshit from cantankerous lips Let it all twist in a Freudian slip See the medium shift in another deep trip Bleed from that slit in a cut away wrist N salute the lost souls on another sunk ship Read from that script the adaptation unzips The point that gets missed in the haze of that blitz Let it all twist in a Freudian slip N Feel the sting of that jist with a clench of this fist Control s n hit shift when I'm taking that piss Spit the foam from that fit n lick the lips a this wit Let it all twist in a Freudian slip Dip a wick in dry ink n x a kiss where it splits
8.	FTG 03:32	lyrics	buy track
Fuck the gods I'm praising evolution I had to make it clear for you I didn't want to breed confusion I'm the type a heathen doesn't need a god i don't want saving See me raving on a Sunday morning exorcise my demons I'm a penknife in a forkin spoon drawer Uncork a fine wine n wonder what the moons for Naw I didn't hear *insert name here got rid last night n she's a whore or what's his face can go buy beer but hasn't paid you back that score Dry you eyes gon gimme peace sham Got my chi bubbling like a pot a peach jam Breathe calm relax transcend the situation Escape the room n leave the flesh thru secret meditation You're a bigger fruit than Darnell Ich schnell dispel any rumours that you do this shit well bagatelle to the bagga tricks I reign down from the citadel Enter all ye infidels go merry round the carousel Don't praise the lord I say fuck im I Got no love for the gods..fuck em Its the rat lads fill the grandstands tell ye how to raise your game send ye for a long stand My shits hazmat can ye handle that can ye match the length of where my dingaling dangles at No I didn't think sho that's my Sean conn flow Panty dropping steez that the dbmshes know Double-o go fuck yourself licence here in laminate Versed in many deadly arts to weed out the inadequate Just do it mate, trust me, you'll be glad ye quit Its a hard to fill gap man n clearly your not cut to fit I'm counter sunk flush fit the rhythm like a glove does We tickle all the dirty bones that's why your mum loves us I Gordon Gopher-ages man I'm Phillip smokefield snorting since this morning now my sneezes make my nosebleed The autocue says burn em all so pass the gasoline We'll be back in 3 go make some tea, cut n roll the VT
9.	Flashback 01:36	lyrics	buy track
Aw fuck Pixels everywhere Gone a bit 2D blue green dragon lair I got a sword a shield n a shit back story A potion n a red herb on a quest to claim back glory Or save a princess or a town or some shit or revenge or for love or another cliche that fits I want your rings lad get the coins out A set a wings class I'm the boy now Take a dive down a pipe for an extra life Invade a castle in a cloak in the dead of night I slay the ghouls n the ghosts til there ain't none left Im the King a this screen but i cant scroll left ..what's that.. I've learned the technique rap Go straight to boss level special moves intact Difficulty double 'ard better pack a power up This mug comes out the sky spitting fire out his gub n stuff Triple jump barrel roll waiting for an opening Dodge the flames n hold my ground bait him as he closes in I hit the weakness on his chinny chin chin N finished him with a kick to the shinny shin shin
10.	Does Barrys Mate Chong? 04:36	lyrics	buy track
Its the rats keep up Get your tub clean thumped Grab a cup half cut Fuck an if no buts Ring a death puff puff Heart attack tough love Starter pack black gloves Pack a bag no dust For the boys big deals Fulla roids? Big deal Fulla shite more like Thatll do Pig squeal Cos this little bastard went to market N stole the whole show before it started Dot the dots until I'm feeling Fibonacci Stop the rot n tell the gods cant catch me I hopped a wall n they all ran right past me El cucio microfono mariachi Blast off t 10 thrusters engaged Blowing puff out my lungs til I reek out the stage For fuck sake was that another dope bar Stub it out n chuck it in the gutter where your hopes are
11.	Zeee ft Steve Loc 04:20	lyrics	buy track
This a stick up everybody freeze Hands in the air, women on your knees Jesse jay suttin n a varmint named steve On a horse that plays beats out a wagon fulla steez Been a busy wee bee dropping seeds in emcees Now suck the fruits of our labour we upgraded this scene N have you ever gone raving with a dbmc See me drinking glow sticks til I got luminous pee Man I'm flier than a flyer on a flys lip N i get higher than a whitey on a spaceship Its Cor blimey how i rhyme n conjugate shit Not the same stale pish you like to compensate with I see ye salivate I know you wantae taste this But when you replicate you've fallen for the bait kid I shape shifted n hit ye with a spade fist N paint my face with brains while you marinate the pavement I cruise in ruthless hoofin lazers at your bruised lips your crews shit I'm blue chip I'm true grit you spew shit You NEW gimps get slewed quick I'm freshmint your stewed mince Your toothless n clueless conclusion you lose this ..step from out my face you builda badman you're about as hard as a handfulla jam sham helicopter kicks like jean Claude van damme can i slap ye while im doing fuckin handstands Call me big j cos I've got a big.. heart N I'm a sucker for a girl who's got a nice.. smile Fuck a rhyming word n I don't need to keep time I could stop spittin in the middle of ......... juggernaut tosh throw digs like Carl froch Roll up n sodomise ye with a butternut squash Flabbergasting emcees with a modicum of ease That man nittus yaj dbmc
12.	Vibes 03:49	lyrics	buy track
My mammy toul me to never sweat the small stuff N now that I'm grown I don't even sweat the tall stuff Brush it off naw I never let my head drop Even tho the streptococcus got me coughing up some rough stuff guess its better out than in except on payday Open up my wallet n watch the paper fly away, So i'm a ween a pounds lighter but I spose I should be thankful i don't rattle when I walk with a pocket fulla shrapnel Are ye singing in the rain or are ye pissin in the wind Are you a mouldy soda farl or are ye fresh like peppermint Are you the cat that got the cream or are you stuck on semi skimmed Are ye fulla lust for life or just a saggy bag a skin You pick apart the finer parts but in the end its basic You control the mood you're in so don't be grim embrace it When games you play don't go your way you can just erase it A brand new day a fresh new page don't let the bullshit faze ye After them long days n even longer nights Whenever its gone wrong whatever's lefts right Its in the darkest times we learn see the light Close your eyes still your mind man...the vibes is nice We only get one life n lord knows time flies So pass the peace pipe n let the beefs slide When my pen writes, the stress dies as the ink dries let the beat ride ...when the vibes this nice So what it is, what it does, what it be like You sittin on 2 steady waiting on the third trikes You fuckin with a glue that's not keeping all the seams tight? You chillin with a crew that's not sharing in your views right? Shit...so this is real life So that's real rope then n that means that's a real knife If i kick it in a dream does it mean I'm done in real life Who the Fuck are all these jokers running feral on a dark night Let the sunshine in n let your skin warm Let the hate rescind n cast a new form Don't let the bittertwistedness adorn ye like a crown of thorns Don't get caught in the allure of fake n plastic porn No body's born forlorn an affliction we adopt Only you can make shit happen only you can make it stop Only you can shape the view to see the mountain thru the fog Choose to move from out the shadows or you'll never see the top After them long days n even longer nights Whenever its gone wrong whatever's lefts right Its in the darkest times we learn see the light Close your eyes still your mind man...the vibes is nice We only get one life n lord knows time flies So pass the peace pipe n let the beefs slide When my pen writes, the stress dies as the ink dries let the beat ride ...when the vibes this nice
13.	That's what she said 03:05	lyrics	buy track
He said she said he's a fuckin dickhead Caught him with bags down hanging out her best friend She said he said its not what it looks like He said she said fuck you have a good life She said he said she was it at first mate Text messages sorry working late babe Secret rendezvous had him in a crazed state He said he found on her knees back in 08 They said they heard she was on the warpath They said they seen a car outside her MA's gaff He heard she broke his stuff n packed it up in bin bags She said he'd told her sister sure she was a shit shag He said he heard she was on the Prozac fond of the sauce now vodka rocks n xanax She said she'd seen him hanging with a new chick But she said she heard she couldn't get his dick stiff She leans in for a quick kiss His body tingles at the taste of her wet lips ...whoops ....slip Dipped toes in a shoe that fits Forgetting for a minute that its stepped in shit Regret it in the morning when the sunshine hits Regret it even more when her monthly skips Said he seen her at the docs with a bump n its his Bullshit he said he heard he's just a name in the hat He got slapped..she said who told ye that Everybody says he said your just a junky slag Everybody lies she said n began to cry He shouted in her face your fuckn baby aint mine Never speak to me again let this be the last time She wiped a tear from eye swallowed pride n said fine Next day wednesdat he received a message Came thru the letter box n read like an essay She said hearsay has caused a lot of heartache So this time she said listen to what I say She said I never cheated not once Been working extra shifts to save on holiday funds N that car outside my mums was the doctor on call They found a spot on her lung n she's not doing very well at all So aye for a while I was bouncing off the walls N yes I hit meds to help me counteract the fall Got sad a couple times n went n drunk too many wines N became the star attraction of the fish wives lives It was your baby but not anymore last night I miscarried on the bathroom floor By the time this note hits in the first class post I'll have swallowed every pill i got in one last dose Maybe in the future you can learn to trust There could've been a happy ending for us you could only listen to the shite that they said Ask em what they'll talk about now that she's dead Maybe if you'd hadn't chose to side with their lies Do you know how many tears that I've cried I hope your happy have a wonderful life Sealed with a kiss signed for the last time
14.	Ugly ft Danny Droppit 04:31	lyrics	buy track
I see no fuckin wisdom in crowds There aint half shred a talent in a bag a you clowns I'm on the north I'm about They all float down here But what i see sense hear offends my eyes n ears can i be sincere n can we see sense here Can a dirty emcee see cents this year Can a sea side life ride high a tide here With my head up in the clouds can I still see clear What? Have you got sand in your vagine ? I put a boot up your regime n have ye clean out the latrine Ten hut I'm on the March Salute the rats or get a slap Lemme hear you spit your bars with my foot up in your flaps Kiss the dirt kid suck a boot strap Put the mic back sham dont touch that Turn your hat back round put the phone down Ram your lad swag up your hashtag You should worry more about the ugly on the inside Can ye filter out the bitter in your closed mind Can ye hide the prejudice from your timeline Photogenic pretty stinking on the inside Paint a vision of a version you'd prefer to live in Swipe away a soul before a single word is written Rate a human being on the basis of an image On the face a things I think we need to fix a twisted pivot That's the way the cookie breaks took the biscuit long ago Dipped it in the brew too long n now its lost its sense a hope Funny boys can laugh it up But I don't get the fuckin joke Wave your arms in the air if your humerus is broke complexion doesn't make up the foundation of your soul self worth can't float in a vessel fulla holes Allow me to Paraphrase Jiddu as i cry at ye Its not a sign of health to fit a fuckn sick society
15.	IHH 03:20	lyrics	buy track
So I went n made n album heard that somewhere before The echo from an era when i left ye with an encore But now we've blossomed n onto better things So let me tell ye where we're at without them fuckin violins Scenes warming up bubbles on the surface Shit popping off making moves with purpose When fresh went stale n jun got jumped It took some new blood to reverse that slump Gyro was the spark at the start of the movement For us n by us no headlines included We built it they showed up got heads in the game The blueprint to move with the scene that we craved From Raman n jay j n your man with the trousers Weed out the weak reach a product we're proud of While all you swaggots hold heads in the clouds We be the roots growing deep underground N shit man the rawniss was too hot to hold Then that ill lit put a boot in your hole N trust me the truth sham when it drops you'll know No cunt can fuck with that lock stock Steve flow gyro's new sister shouts to elixir Reinstate my genre as a permanent fixture N aye got my doubts bout a part a that mixture But voodoo goes off man so fuck get the drinks in went Skankin with daz he was keeping it raw N Sketch is about wait n see when he draws An android got woke up n young soakes came thru N marxx hits the spot when he stays off the glue Twos to the Northwest get it in ye Brendan'll hit ye n Shane just out wits ye First outfit we fit with hit doire with the dirty Coul rotten to craggy norfkoast to bell fierste And as for the bastards 5 turned to three But the output improved check the DB LP Got Goodknees on logic n cc on scratch Droppit n love got the content to match DBMC TYL NKAF ROR As I wrap up a chapter full stop with a bar Not the end of the tale just the story so far

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released January 3, 2018

Tracks 1&3 produced by Upper Class. Track 2- Bj Jones. Track 4- Venom. Track 5- Chief rugged. Track 6&11- Steve Loc. Track 7- Kronus. Track 8- Gavin Doyle. Track 9- Blue. Track 10- Danny Droppit. Track 12- Noize thievery. Track 13- Ash pope. Track 14- Nado. Track 15- Passion HiFi.

All cuts performed by Cut Colum.
Recorded, edited and mastered by Danny droppit.
Artwork by Sean Devlin.

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