Cash Rules Everything Around Here CREAH, not even a word to describe this shit
Cause let me see
How could it be that a little piece of shit would relate to the things that were said before he, was born without the A of a N, raised in a house miles better than the M
All the ice he sees are Haagen-Dazs and he’s the real O.G. it means Officially Graduated
Papa mama paid it, he got a girl and a job that he lives, and could probably die with
Nothing to do with the struggles of life right? I know, but the world I see is far from bright
Don’t know why but all my sight is covered in fog, looking at the dark sky I’m discovering thoughts, feared and carved in discs 30 years ago, masses supported and chorused and raised the voice, nice
Yet I find the same or worse situation of crisis so
What’s the point besides the monetization. I guess having fun and some electric relaxation
So I play with words and rhythms trying to bring united sensations
Most definitely I count my days down, when I’m preparing to ride this slow jam
Cause this 1 got 2 more things to say for the 3 dimensions around, TKA4 is the 5 man band, we don’t come here to be paid, just use the 6th sense to find the lucky number
So we could go back to our slumber, until then could be crying under a rock, or swing the beat till we stop the clock, no talk about the glock here, no plot, just letting my mind and voice go auto-pilot
The same damn question in my mind
What’s the point of being alive?
Isn’t just a waste of time
Just to walk on the same fucking lifeline
Another brick in the wall that’s it tall now
Yes I dug this hole
Didn’t know I was burying my soul
Now I wanna break free But it feels a crazy dream
I was told money is the only pure fuel
For sure its the only one cure
Tell me what's the use of living and tired
When you can set the whole world on fire
Just another brainwashed soldier
Believing it gets bitter when he gets older
But too much weight on the shoulders
That he doesn’t wanna be anymore sober
Represent the no existence of presence
Prisoners of the past but still in the present
Mindsalves to pay the rent
You tell me is this how it supposed to end
Living like someone lost his sight
But everything is gonna be alright
If you just release that its the time
To turn on the switch of you mind
Till the smoke clears up
Till the sun rise up
Till find find the real love
We will never stop we’ll never give
We just don’t care, put your motherfxxking hands in the air
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2020年1月にライブを行う為に結成したが、新型コロナウイルス感染拡大防止対策に協力している為1度もライブを行っていない2MC生バンド多国籍HIPHOP CREWによる1stアルバム!
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2020年1月某日、奇跡的な出会いで結成。同期はCOVID-19。2MC多国籍ミクスチャーロックバンド from TKA4 in JAPAN。
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