I have recently finished an 8-track demo entitled "Numerosophia". You can listen to it on soundcloud HERE. The whole album is essentially an extedend version of You Are Infinite, a song I wrote in 2013. The lyrics will all be posted here - the Numerosophia CDs don't have much in the way of 'liner notes' on them.
Here are the lyrics to track 4, "Deadly Rhythms" - which is itself a rewrite of "Quantim VS Science" , the first hip-hop track i'd written in about 15 years... Cos droppin freestyles on a mate's mic setup aint the same as writing an actual song
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Deadly Rhythms
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back to the rhythm, back to the rhyme
hear the spirit in the land of the dream time
(the empire cometh, ya better hit the ground running)
VERSE1
a carpet of concrete overlaying the land
stone bastions to factions of the empire clan
who build stone giants turning 90 degrees
and the roots of the skyscrapers are choking the trees
stone builders, land stealers, the religion drug dealers
but their stone golem is evolving with rhythm (can ya feel it?)
feel the spirit of the land comin up through the street
sacred rhythms of mother earths heartbeat
left/right black/white no that aint it it
empire spirit can't count past the 2nd hit
we need more beats to open up the doors
1 2 3 4 now you know the score
back to the rhythm, back to the rhyme
hear the spirit in the land of the dream time
VERSE2
all the land being stomped by the footprints of the golem
that the empire claims as theirs //no, it was stolen
from the first peoples who survived here long before
the sea pirate empire brought their war to these shores
but the river spirit is taking care of its own
eternal water dragon, (still) spitting on the throne
the crown has been drowned in bones and outgrown
as has the way of building hives for the queen and her drones
we keep begging them for bread, we can be hunting instead
my name is quantim & i'm here to assasinate the godhead
i'm facin the walls // i watch em crumble to dust
as chaos washes away the empire and turns it to rust
back to the music, back to the beat
making love with the spirit of the street
back to the music, back to the beat
makin money is the spirit of the street
VERSE3
money is a magic spell // its the spirit of greed
gotta make the stone giant bleed, by hustlin on the street
money is a lie that came down from the sky
taught scribes of the empire how to enslave the mind
by putting magic symbols on little pieces of mud
empire hands em out and starts trading their money for our blood
building us cages and paying us wages but its a setup
cos the golem takes back 3 bags full every month
they raise the interest rates but if ya can't afford it
then the empire giant come and takes away your daughter
that what's the rich did to the poor kid// they never waive the fee
in case you hadn't noticed // money is slavery
(gotta be) like the highly evolved poets that we call mcs
vipers of the street striking at the golems feet
and making it bleed // dripping blood money to the street
(sing it) makin money is the spirit of the street
back to the rivers, back to the ground
concrete jungle gonna burn it all down
VERSE4
the empire builders were once horse traders & thieves
til they tamed the golem of babylon, now stone giants they breed
they stole themselves some boats then became pirates
and cemented the spread of the civilisation virus
they got their river bank temples the tollbridge pyramids
try to rename the rivers for their ancestral spirits
they tag it all with the stone giant hieroglyphs
concrete songlines of eurocentric myths
once in the name of god // now in the name of of science
we used to have kingdoms // now its parlimentary systems
some reason to justify building the stone spires to the sky
to cover up the basements that rapists have tortured our kids in
like the 3 little pigs, in stone houses they hide
these empire men are sheep, they never hunted in their lives
and im a good little wolf, huffin and puffin all night
imma blow their house down, so the rest can survive
back to the rivers, back to the ground
concrete jungle gonna burn it all down
BRIDGE thing
back to the rivers, back to the ground
turn the lights out, listen to the sound
concrete jungle gonna burn it all down
imma light a fire inside ya to burn it all down
tame this stone giant of money and blood
(maybe carve up some of these rich men with knives)
call on leviathan to wash it away in flood
(give their flesh to the poor, save some lives)
VERSE 5
if feeding the rich ... to the poor // sounds like fun
sign up to poetry 303 and prophecy 101
if ya can't handle the sound of my lyrical shotgun
then ya better go back to suckin the rich mans thumb
rich men thumbs, lying scum
rich mens thumbs, come get some
cut em all off and we can all have some
how ya gonna build an empire when ya got no thumbs?
i'm not from this planet we speak through this human vessel
this transmission is stochastic: both controlled and accidental
we belong to skymother, earth just got me here on rental
we are sky spirit, come to summon elementals
OUTRO
water snake come and make it drown
fire bird come and burn it all down
earth rhythms rumbling through the ground
air spirits hum make the wind howl
(do not be afraid... we are controlling your transmutation)
and the 5th element that I summon is that voice inside you
the eternal voice within that inspires you
thats not mind that's a fire inside you
they call it spirit can ya hear it
the empire they fear it // they need to keep it down
then need to keep ya begging // keep ya nose to the ground
wake up, stand up, and put ya hands up now
cos it's you that can bring the empire down
you have the power
you have the power
you have the power
this is your hour
********
You can listen to this track for free online here
Don't let the day-to-day BS drag ya down, stay strong, survive, thrive
Here are the lyrics to track 4, "Deadly Rhythms" - which is itself a rewrite of "Quantim VS Science" , the first hip-hop track i'd written in about 15 years... Cos droppin freestyles on a mate's mic setup aint the same as writing an actual song
********
Deadly Rhythms
********
back to the rhythm, back to the rhyme
hear the spirit in the land of the dream time
(the empire cometh, ya better hit the ground running)
VERSE1
a carpet of concrete overlaying the land
stone bastions to factions of the empire clan
who build stone giants turning 90 degrees
and the roots of the skyscrapers are choking the trees
stone builders, land stealers, the religion drug dealers
but their stone golem is evolving with rhythm (can ya feel it?)
feel the spirit of the land comin up through the street
sacred rhythms of mother earths heartbeat
left/right black/white no that aint it it
empire spirit can't count past the 2nd hit
we need more beats to open up the doors
1 2 3 4 now you know the score
back to the rhythm, back to the rhyme
hear the spirit in the land of the dream time
VERSE2
all the land being stomped by the footprints of the golem
that the empire claims as theirs //no, it was stolen
from the first peoples who survived here long before
the sea pirate empire brought their war to these shores
but the river spirit is taking care of its own
eternal water dragon, (still) spitting on the throne
the crown has been drowned in bones and outgrown
as has the way of building hives for the queen and her drones
we keep begging them for bread, we can be hunting instead
my name is quantim & i'm here to assasinate the godhead
i'm facin the walls // i watch em crumble to dust
as chaos washes away the empire and turns it to rust
back to the music, back to the beat
making love with the spirit of the street
back to the music, back to the beat
makin money is the spirit of the street
VERSE3
money is a magic spell // its the spirit of greed
gotta make the stone giant bleed, by hustlin on the street
money is a lie that came down from the sky
taught scribes of the empire how to enslave the mind
by putting magic symbols on little pieces of mud
empire hands em out and starts trading their money for our blood
building us cages and paying us wages but its a setup
cos the golem takes back 3 bags full every month
they raise the interest rates but if ya can't afford it
then the empire giant come and takes away your daughter
that what's the rich did to the poor kid// they never waive the fee
in case you hadn't noticed // money is slavery
(gotta be) like the highly evolved poets that we call mcs
vipers of the street striking at the golems feet
and making it bleed // dripping blood money to the street
(sing it) makin money is the spirit of the street
back to the rivers, back to the ground
concrete jungle gonna burn it all down
VERSE4
the empire builders were once horse traders & thieves
til they tamed the golem of babylon, now stone giants they breed
they stole themselves some boats then became pirates
and cemented the spread of the civilisation virus
they got their river bank temples the tollbridge pyramids
try to rename the rivers for their ancestral spirits
they tag it all with the stone giant hieroglyphs
concrete songlines of eurocentric myths
once in the name of god // now in the name of of science
we used to have kingdoms // now its parlimentary systems
some reason to justify building the stone spires to the sky
to cover up the basements that rapists have tortured our kids in
like the 3 little pigs, in stone houses they hide
these empire men are sheep, they never hunted in their lives
and im a good little wolf, huffin and puffin all night
imma blow their house down, so the rest can survive
back to the rivers, back to the ground
concrete jungle gonna burn it all down
BRIDGE thing
back to the rivers, back to the ground
turn the lights out, listen to the sound
concrete jungle gonna burn it all down
imma light a fire inside ya to burn it all down
tame this stone giant of money and blood
(maybe carve up some of these rich men with knives)
call on leviathan to wash it away in flood
(give their flesh to the poor, save some lives)
VERSE 5
if feeding the rich ... to the poor // sounds like fun
sign up to poetry 303 and prophecy 101
if ya can't handle the sound of my lyrical shotgun
then ya better go back to suckin the rich mans thumb
rich men thumbs, lying scum
rich mens thumbs, come get some
cut em all off and we can all have some
how ya gonna build an empire when ya got no thumbs?
i'm not from this planet we speak through this human vessel
this transmission is stochastic: both controlled and accidental
we belong to skymother, earth just got me here on rental
we are sky spirit, come to summon elementals
OUTRO
water snake come and make it drown
fire bird come and burn it all down
earth rhythms rumbling through the ground
air spirits hum make the wind howl
(do not be afraid... we are controlling your transmutation)
and the 5th element that I summon is that voice inside you
the eternal voice within that inspires you
thats not mind that's a fire inside you
they call it spirit can ya hear it
the empire they fear it // they need to keep it down
then need to keep ya begging // keep ya nose to the ground
wake up, stand up, and put ya hands up now
cos it's you that can bring the empire down
you have the power
you have the power
you have the power
this is your hour
********
You can listen to this track for free online here
Don't let the day-to-day BS drag ya down, stay strong, survive, thrive
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