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released December 21, 2012

"1221" EP was recorded at Westfall Recording Company Co. NY
Produced & Engineered by Anthony Lopardo
Mixed & Mastered by Raymond Marte

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Track Name: Give Up The Goods - Kill The Separation
Keep your hands in front of your eyes ‘cause there ain’t shit to save. A mass; a sum of their lies, spread in different ways (cries). The life and the times set to drift away. A pile of bile and shit for your dinner plate, a slim chance, breathe. Take a breath of the fumes, the air it dissipates. A cell the health of the self, can’t regenerate. Eating, fucking, dying, drug the in-between. One last see you later, I’ll see you later (see you later). I lost my hero lost to heroin, my brethren, my remembrance, never decadence. I neglect a bit what you can’t forgive, Jay-Z in ’96 screaming “can I live?” but that’s all dead and gone as the anthem sounds: I lift the weight of my world in a box full of bones, since they faced him to rot it’s not home. He told me stick to the plot so here’s a demonstration, I cop a couple of pills to kill the separation. One mind on a rebellion oh no. They keep him from me confined to an urn on a shelf, my soul keeps hurting and there ain’t shit gonna help. My hands in front of my eyes ‘cause there ain’t shit to change, we just speak on what’s said, spread in different ways (cries). The life and the times set to drift away, a pile of bile and shit for your dinner plate a slim chance breathe (breathe). Well god damn. I lift the weight of my world in a box full of bones, since they faced him to rot it’s not home. He told me stick to the plot so here’s a demonstration, I cop a couple of pills to kill the separation. I made it a point to look out.
Track Name: Give Up The Goods - Sellin' Out
I sold my soul for life in hell, never expectation. The sun sets in the sky of forever regret, better left negated. A pocket of depth you’d never invest I’ve seen it a thousand times, feedback from the sound of lies, I’d scream this town is mine but astounded is I that the streets keep the scent of a bitch. That stupid bitch. She could convince a dude to remove his dick, stupid shit, and I got the fix, a spade drawn to neuter it. Fame gone, shame on, Kreayshawn’s gay songs. All I need in this life of sin is hope that the world ends. Down to ride ‘til the very end hope that the world ends. I pray beyond what I say that Nicki Minaj and Beyonce die today you stupid bitch. The path I ran to I run from she seems so alone but condone love? No way. A draft among us, she schemes overthrown, cold but a throne trusts no queen. Better the past sever your last go home. I’m what separates the sky and the ground, a cynical smile still disguised as a frown. I frighten by the sight of surroundings. She could separate your sky and your ground, a cynical smile still disguised as a frown. I frighten by the sight of surroundings the shit she puts you through is astounding. Fuck that. One track was a dedication two proves that I can’t get you out of my head. I come back from investigation, find that the pain ended after you left cunt. I’m what separates the sky and the ground a cynical smile still disguised as a frown. I frighten by the sight of surroundings the shit she puts you through is astounding. Now watch me separate the sky and the ground I’ve been crying too long let’s divide it now. The path I ran to I run from she seems so alone but condone love? No way. A draft among us, she schemes overthrown, cold but a throne trusts no queen. Trust no queen. Sever the past go home.
Track Name: Wah Guan
Have you lost count? The days go by, not enough ways to save those lives, not enough faith so say I’m blind but if you knew you’d change your mind. Have I lost count? The days slow down, not enough change to paint this town, not enough prayer to save you now post-applause the actors bow. Just can’t live in that negative way, make way for the positive day, a dawn, Jamaican me crazy. Reanimated silence, collaborated violence, aggravate the dead. Quarantine the horror scene in his mind, sought to be reanimated inside. Forget the fictional approach to afterlife when shit dies this time. You just can’t live in that negative way, a name won’t last forever without the right life. A death closed the last chapter with so much to write, regret or rewrite without the right life. We forget the talk of what we used to do and say but we cannot forget the thought of life without you here today. Death is not the end, wah guan. Glory be to the father and to the maker of iration. As it were in the iginning is now and shall be foriva. World without end, Selah!