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• The Night We Called It A Day - Deepspace 5
• Stick This In Your Ear - Deepspace 5
• Murder Creek - Deepspace 5
• F Words - Deepspace 5

Verse 1]
When the moon shines at noontime, and the sun blazes at midnight
Dark and Night coincide, I stay inside and keep the lid tight
Catch side of the morning that passes by through my window
Another child is born, another dies, and still the wind blows
Spin slow, drawn into strong voice of reason
Standing there in soul thinking of summer -
Just longin' for another season
For no particular Reason hear I stand-
Just rocked another show, just can't remember where I am
And my families far from here, but the stars are bright this evening
On this morning on this afternoon, just got here now I'm leaving
And I shall remember the marble just as clear as I do yesterday
Never dance with the Devil, cuz I cant afford the hell to pay
When I blast through your speakers every time your pressing play
When I fish the phonograph so we could set the record straight
Dear god I pray-
Just let me show this world a better way
How you helped through to your heart and all the times you fade away
I get to, say these words and speak my piece to Catholic Crowds
Not certain if it's Day or Night but I know the time is NOW
And if we ever lose the purpose as a prelude to the sound
Lets just call it a Day, and burn my empires to the ground...
[Verse 2]
Ya, amazingly, Cask of Amanciatto
Cracks wide open and vibrates your bravado
So I escape, body-bagging, like I'm kinda like Monte Christo
World Tour, DL, Koffeshop, and I'm coming to your Bistro
We show bright when it comes to your ability
I'll be yellin' out homonyms 'cuz I dwell in possibility
We gonna call it a Day, 'cuz I know your feelin' me
Listener, Rapper, Popuri of Life- all synonyms of Cornucopia
I'm so glad you have a wife- In this wolf eat samurai world
You better grab your swords and saw your nads off
You'll get chopped off by the needle as it spins over to my rhyme, yo.
Rap Music guys have a self-title: artist to life
Please think twice before you say your things in the microphone
I might not be, but I take it seriously
When you really listen to the words, an your not just hearing me...
[Hook]
Day and Night
Wrong or Right
Spill our guts with every breath on the mike
And hope you call it tight
If it's blind give it sight
If it's Dark make it Light
Some call it Music
Deepspace calls it Life
[Verse 3]
Workin' it out (out), placin' my feet to concrete
Hittin' the street with vengeance, steangence, so sweet
What bitter we consider every circle we pass
Probl'y the reason that I reason with class, so step fast
We pushed and finally pushed that was burnin' staying determined
And yearnin' 'cuz the lessons we learnin' were life long (life long)
Its my song, I place to erase
And transpose all these average Joes
With weak flows-
Who knows not, -
The true livin' roles who ascended, blended
With the beat, compete, and apprehended
Today's feelin' all right, color all right
Being blocked by the shotgun and pray every day and night
Now I've gone a full day without some wackness heard
The One's speakin' absurd-
Are finally heeding my word. (ya right)
And now I'm left with nothing else to say
That be the Night that I Called it A Day (Called it a Day)
[Verse 4]
I'm gonna throw thoughts to a page
Let 'em fall where they please
Let 'em rise to the sky, rain down, on four seas
An ocean of possibilities that dwellin'
Yellin' at the top of my lungs convicted by stone tablets as a felon
A nocturnal being of love since the grown of time
Watch the sunrise with both my daughter's eyes
Permanent Shine, refine my reflection inside
Livin' to die, dyin' to live, and all glory given back to God
[Verse 5]
It was the Night that 24 turned into 12
Had to adjust my spiral off, from the top of the shelf
On the blank page, using the utensil of potential
I'm diggin' in my Brain so I could Rip the Instrumental
With 20 bars left, and I'm consistent from the intro
Lighting candle sticks, as the rain hits my window
Need to focus in, take the topic and let it flow
Got 8 down for the count and 16 to go
The Writer's blocks are stepping stones
Towards the metronome
I'm racing dead last
I'm head last
Placed on my prose
Nocturnal with my journal, a wordplay professor
The aggressor, resembling soda cans under pressure
I'm shakin' but not stirred, deterrent from my train of think
Now I'm aligned, readjusted to infuse the ink
I wanna handcuff the hands of time
No great spirit here allotted for here's the sunshine...
[Hook]
[Verse 6]
Bet I'm casting nets and dreads
The deep blue ways are wet?????
God's Silhouette, I wanna palettes painted pink by suns and sets
BURNT from a long days work, but feelin' fine
Tip his cap and path the moon on his back, his day declines
Candlelight Switch as you slip into the evening
A courtesy to the sun, as it dips below the ceiling
Feeling sort of satellite, like the wind beneath my wings
Or the tightrope, or gravity keeps lunar kites on orbit strings
Man on the moonlight, dream before my time
Like the moon reflects the sun, I make the black begin to shine
Like the moon rewinds the waters, makes the ocean recline
I collapse your mind; I'm Syntax, but melancholy kind
Redefine the best, framed fresh in terms of holiness
Bless the mike, device, 'Cuz I get nice to keep the conscious
And I split tense mint's spit words like sentence fragments
Moon dust the must 'cuz I aint' in it for the cabbage
The incandescent presence spins, as I'm your present flame
But my name would flicker out my name syntax the wax and wane
For the name above names, I'm so glad that Christ came
The black bird bright the night, we called it a Day...
[End Verse]
Shadows step on the one, on, under every tongue, run
Spoken sentence frags., spoken on shattered breaks
It's a black hole soul with my faith as I take
Break Minutes back with father time to coordinate seconds
I surround the 11th hour with sound as my weapon
Villain threatened to sweat the syndrome of the wicked
Heading for your Auditory where the Listener would stick it
Fiction, we're steel, when it breaks from the construction
Crushing your framework and far surpassing your presumption
Sunrays, like a score with notes my surfacing
Great mad at meteors or record the all heed
And when the, Sun Sets
Some one lets the mike down
We pipe down, unplug it and leave it hide down
But not before we retire the pen
'Cuz yo tomorrow we'll be back just to do it again
Uh, shackled and scarred
I still maintain my praise of dark days
A sullen world covered in pain
So from Dusk 'till Dawn, I represent his word
Deepspace 5: set to serve
We travel in this land of the lost and we understand
We battle with the possible chance you take the cross
On your block, in your speakers Dudes is paid

"D" to the double "E" "P" space5
Times 2, ten ways to fly with free stage dives
Live and direct and everybody's right here
So tag this on your soul and stick it down into your ear
"D" to the double "E" "P" space5
Times 2, ten ways to fly when we stage dive
So, bring it over here, yeah that's the ticket
Just lend us your ear and we'll show you where to stick it.
My book of notes for quotes where my brain think
It rains ink every time my words dance
You hearing chance from a deepspace brother
The weak take cover under umbrellas of rockafellas, tales of ice
And pipe dreams, we write things in panoramically scripts
We flip dynamic lips and touch pens
Inside my journal where the words are eternal
So forever they last while yours pass with the last catch
Phrase, I plays with Bic to stick men
When we sparring with no physical touch but mic clutch
So keep it on while we're pushing onward we spawn words
Reflecting on diseased emcees we done conquered
I've taken friends and foes with amateurs and pros; we're so sorry
Your wack verse can't compete with passion
That burns in me so fervently that's why we on eternity chase
Throughout deepspace, I take first place in rate race
While you was last place, we gas face
And leave you bare-footed
Then show the listener where they can roll it up and put it
Manchisidek, get respect, here to stretch your intellect
The punchline is there's no punchline, but you don't get it yet
Here to set it straight and maybe get it off my chest
Could never read your mind, so label me illiterate
Put my verses versus your verses deep below the surface
Deepspace5. I hope you appreciate your purchase
Because art without an audience pretty much defeats the purpose
And rapping by myself only tends to make me nervous
But let me in your ear, I'll wander around and then some
Swim in the canal and maybe beat upon the drum
I could swing from lobe to lobe to the rhythm of a strobe light
Whisper sweet nothings through the distortion of an old mic
Van Gogh type sound slice up in your space
Because we love the way you listen plus the look on your face
I made time stand still, history repeat itself
I picked a fistfight with the future but she hits below the belt
Felt the sting with every breath I took and never missed you
Supersonic honesty honestly just to get through
Jump through your headphones with every word I utter
Hope and pray they don't go in one and out the other.
It is just not fair comma how you can apostrophe "T" process this
So dash called sagua faire comma in the air exclamation
Trying to be compatible so hyphen to dash speak semicolon
With my quotation quotables colon
You love who you are period. I love who I am period
But when it comes to liking parenthesis yourself
You have a question mark, period, new paragraph
I have a solution semicolon I have a fresh point
Dash of hyphen view period
I apostrophe "M" punctuating boundaries ampersand, ALL CAPS
Can I speak to you quotations mentally underscore evidently
Ellipses, end line... Tab
It is so hard to re dash invent myself to a platform
That you can italics understand period
That you can digest comma ampersand
Holding your hand comma why Question mark
Am I the quote infection that keeps your head dash
Aching period. Parenthesis
If you would listen to the synnergies of my thoughts semicolon
It would keep your quote foundation from shaking exclamation
So, ALL CAPS bold this is for your ear comma for your head comma
And for your thoughts
Just cram it in far and you will see dot dot dot
Cotton balls, Q-tips, toothpicks, pencils
Headphones, lint, deepspace instrumentals
Flapjacks, eye drops, cigarettes, wine
Whoopee cushions, push pins, deepspace rhymes
Some could probably hurt you and some are just fine
Deepspace5, we're in your ear every time
Some could probably hurt you and some are just fine

[Verse 1: The Listener]
I carry my heart in a name-brand box with a handle
A suitcase, briefwould be an over-exaggeration
Many vandals have ravaged and torn at the toughest of my armored skin
Eventually, I'll be able to tear back the masses
Stomach to walls of hurt within, smiling deadly slant-toothed grins
With so much tactic, it's the saddest of sights, I confess
But the loss of a tongue would be the end of all destruction
And all countless empathetic waverings
Sung timidly, but in the end, it's my doubt, yes
That overshadows my victory and a war against all the fears
That I've already conquered, I sit defeated and cry
Wondering why they're here and who took them from the cell?
And who has the key? I see it pressed deep in the palms of greed
Chuckling at my misfortune, Murder Creek
Is the place to go and drink, the scene is set, dig deep
Grip mud on the banks and drain your emotions until you weep
[Chorus: x2]
On the banks of Murder Creek where it hurts hearts to speak
I wonder if it's worth all the nights I've lost sleep
Still at peace with the breeze that the globe's been given
We'll dredge Murder Creek to keep this life worth living
[Verse 2: Sintaxtheterrific]
It's the Terrific and I'm picking up plastic from the highway
If you love to litter, wave your can and sling it sideways
Got some Styrofoam? Burn it in your driveway!
Join me felling forests on every other Friday
My way of living is beginning to get me torn
I was born for mass consumption plus I love to global warm
When I perform I form a coastal storm
Even the greenhouse affected, my breath is above the norm
Cursed Mother Earth to scorn and treaded upon her beauty
Looked creation in her eyes and refused to let her move me
I made a movie just to mock the many who really care
Brought kerosene to Earth Day and I burned the forest bare
Then blare my boombox just to noise pollute the air
Knee deep in Murder Creek where the river runs red
Head on river bled but I was fed by blackbird
Now the whispers in the wind tend to blow backwards
And the grass turns brown and the trees don't grow
And the sky hits the ground and the river runs low
There's more to this life than getting what you want
But we've got Mother Nature bound in the trunk
What's known of God is manifest in His creation
Defacing the earth is disrespecting His reputation
Man is without excuse when the message is so blatant
Defacing the earth is disrespecting His reputation
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3: Sev Statik]
My thoughts recycle themselves before I spit my flow
I bring light to a planet to fill up these black holes
Wack flows get thrown out the session, blessings are real
I speak life; my mic held high, never concealed
But out the mouths of men, death is heavily manifested
Consequences echo blind through the vision of mankind
It's the image of self made tangible in these last days
Palms disconnected, infected with man-praise
Dead words with flesh erode out the alphabet
Before meaning is found, ya'll making that sound
Take back those things you never meant, said in vain
Hate comes in triplets, so I'll hold 3 scopes and take aim
Murder in the name of God, venom is now spit
I can't listen to most rappers, cause they ain't saying nothing
So I sit and wait for my Labklik tape
Soon to be on CD, press play and rotate

Featuring: Sev Statik, Dust On The Cuts, manCHILD, & The Listener
[Verse 1: Sev Statik]
I sung a song of Freedom way before the sixties
Shackled in my chains quickly, search for Freedom
Stick these music notes to the sky for my peoples to see em
So they might just lead em from the night to Freedom
Be it said, I made a man from a fool
Damnation is upon this earth, search for Freedom
Who else is seeing what I'm seeing ain't believing
While we're bleeding for the cause of Freedom
God's laws, I keep em close as much as any human being could
You and who? Crews left behind should
Now get in line for the Food For thought we're serving
For the Freedom I hold is worth it all gained
Change is pain, death stays the same, no growth
No hope, all lies, no sunrays, just rain
Titles are taken as the day gets longer
Stronger I become in Forgiveness For Freedom
[Chorus: Dust on the Cuts]
"Would use the F-Word, but Ice Cube got the copyright."
[Verse 2: manCHILD]
Focus on the blurred words, hopeless in the first verse
Insert bursts of energy and Focus on the worst curse
It hurts worse, Focus until these scribbles become a picture
Wallpaper my padded cell with explicit content stickers
And I figure I noticed my Focus slipping out the back door
Things I wrote made no sense to me like a retail crack store
Decided to speak less and Focus on the track more
Found my Focus , patched the wounds, became each other's solace
Felt your Feelings with my Fingertips, Fell back from the painfulness
Found my way to my Feet again and pleaded with my label this
Is twenty-something years in the making, raw Forms of innovation
Forget the commerce. Let's Focus on creation
Focus, shoot holes in your perception, you'll hit the target
Make sure you take your shoes off when you're walking on the carpet
From the harlot to the virgin, any soul in time and space where I trod
I shake the gates of hell and Focus on God
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: The Listener]
The Fact is, most of the time I rhyme
I Force Fiction into your minds, I Feel guilty For awhile
Because of your susceptible nature
But then I smile consciously at it's design, For a Fact
I do this art like it's my only way to speak
Paint 35-second murals into your thoughts with the Fumes making you weak
The Fact of the matter is my heart tears Four ways For your bleakness
Fortunately I know that you're just being Fecicious
But that's not a Fact that most can heavily rely on
My quest is to Factually Find the balance between classic and Krylon
Forgetting the bold-Faced Facts is what you seem Free to Focus on
Deepspace5 Freaking Fictitious crews with our Fact Fractions
Fostering truth, raising up your broke minds in traction
Our Faction Flattens all lies you want to give us
Searching out Facts to uncover your injustice
[Bridge:]
"A," Absolutely, "B," Because it's dope
"C," Constantly moving heads and going for broke
"D," the Definition of Def, "E," Excel to burn emcees
"F," Finishing words eternally