1. |
Elements Of Sound
02:25
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Elements Of Sound
Lyrics: Rebel Sun
Music: Coolooloosh
It’s a black sess session for artist with weapons from the east to the west western
Blessed with the blend reach with the flame tip titles he’s known to knock names
Shot a star yea star angle aim rebel resident gully game government
The Stellar shine which is sufficient balance budgets to buffet republics
Rugged and wreaking havoc so hesitate and yes they can have it
He Cause caution to the cosmetic Coolooloosh code calm and collect
These are elements of sound that goes around the globe as I get mine
I rock rings for my rogue regime tummy on take team level lazy lace leans
Dirty yes a devils dream fortified finesse fiend force flows to freak ya frame
Fragments off a first phase fully phat fresh funk for the flies
Shit surfer and sensei steamers
Cesspool streams the semi splits seams
Suckers on screen and they seem shady shadow soprano and snare
Stocks by the shares coldest of cares
Ever even with the elements
These are elements of sound that goes around the globe as I get mine
To trigger thugs and maggots in mud
For dizzy dolls on drugs
Overdose under gross
Underground overweight
Under pressure I gots to get over
Still sully slipping sober
To my hot heat handle holders that bust with a boulder
All soldiers that rep elements of sound
These are elements of sound that goes around the globe as I get mine
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2. |
Music Business
03:49
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Music Business
Lyrics – Rebel Sun , Yuval Gerstein
Music – Coolooloosh
It’s Called Music
The Live business
It’s Called Music
The Live
Aim strays cross page to make paper bleed
The rhyme blade leave ink print to proceed
Rugged haps strictly for the true breed that flex steel for greed
While dirty deeds feed seeds with snotty noise
To succeed we relieve the stress of the streets toll
The beast break bricks on patrol
To keep heat from get’n cold – son they scold with bullets
Once they’ve been thrown through souls
To crack the mold
Yes I have found peace in my young age
legitimate paying wage kept me feeling played
In the worst ways of a marksman
Bang’n targets with a deadman’s hand
Just like eights & aces cut books like spades
So only brave djs can cross fade the mix
Its called music
The live business
It’s called music
The live business For Real
Live shots don’t miss but if ya pissed
Have a laxative and add a shit to your list of gossip
For all you snakes that hiss
I can’t be removed
From my godly state of bliss even when the beat skips
Inner city misfits bust biscuits triggers firmly gripped by digits frigid shoulders of hardcore soldiers
Underground platoons that handle beef in the moonlight
Hours corners are showered with lead so all heads
Kiss the stars and bless the moon
Love the sun and watch for doom
Its called music
The live business
It’s called music
The live
When you were younger child
Everyone told you
To read your books and study your math
Don’t wile in the streets acting like an ass
but when you were younger sun
you didn’t listen
to the rules master the game and conflict
cocking the shot and make sure all those hits
Look out the window now
Cause everything’s changed for you today
Love is life the key to your way
Maintain your straights before judgment day
……
look out the window now
you’re gonna make music after all
Kiss the starts and bless the moon
Love the sun and watch for doom
It’s called music
You better get into it
It’s the music business
Bless the beats and lyrics
It’s the music business
You better get into it
It’s the music business
God bless the music
Business for real.
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3. |
People Of The Street
02:35
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People Of The Street
Lyrics – Rebel Sun , Yuval Gerstein
Music - Coolooloosh
It’s called poetry live shots burners and cream
Guns and homicide and the blunts that steam
Your local corner team bang’n product for fiends
Obscene twisted visions and dreams rated off triple beams with the service clean
Extreme ends sow seams leans brake’n support beams
And its for cruel means like when the hammer sing
Pack’n the rock from the sling and the poisonous sting
Foes be charging but that static don’t cling for once the bell rings
Raw things swing into action to cut your fashion in factions
And Its rawness hard bricks home of killas and thug shit
For enemy of state and nemesis of republics
Son flip dumb out and riddle ya whip quick
Spit a manuscript bullets publish a whole clip
Sparks when it clicks like the mosburg grip imprint damage once the flows been spent
My stars hustle for strips and still lack luster
But these words are known to rock shows
This is for the people of the street
Holla back where you at got strength we all that
This is for the people that we meet
Worldwide banging the track just to maintain live
And its violence robbery and greed indeed
That bubbles the streets and infest the seeds concrete bleed
audio speed
Currents of seas the whole steez be currency
Cipher of the murder spree
killa keys
Crooked “G’s”
And dogs that scatch flees
Sore beat’n boards for re’s
But it’s your boy name dirty on ease
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4. |
Metro
03:57
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Metro
Lyrics – Rebel Sun , Yuval Gerstein
Music – Coolooloosh
and my city kids can’t wait to blast
urban I got every street sweat’n the mash
asphalt deep with a concrete mass
click’n like turnstyles track music by the mile
compose sewer originals pop harm at studio criminals
ironhorse general with vehicles on move the switch lanes in the groove
streets alleyways cul-de-sacs boulevards and avenues show and prove
now back to the block corners and strips that never lose
but always remain true
play all day
play all day
play all day
keep that rhythm tight
All city all metro
play all day
play all night
play all day
until you get right
All city all metro
blunt guts on bus stops the signature of dirty rock
like subways in paris he rides clocks
metronome in my bop
bubble gum’n your pay slot got the Westside hot
star with the east on lock
drop tax on tolls
wrote scrolls from ports to industrial zones
mass transit for exact math no change its
for the interstate madness
he smuggle the package through heavy traffic
for your beltways and loops
unleaded diesel and always a 100 proof
play all day
play all day
play all day
keep that rhythm tight
All city all metro
play all day
play all night
play all day
until you get right
All city All metro
C Part –
And we play all day
And we work all night
And we work all day
But then we play all night
And we play all day
And we work all night
And we work all day
Then we play all night
To my cosmopolitans push’n a stash
To the gutter bums that never wash their ass because the funk moves cash
Live on your train tunnelbang’n for a stash
highjack’n airplanes for firstclass
Vic’n pockets for a bus pass star
You better bust ass or be a busted ass
Caught in a market crash after your profits gets the budget slashed
As we –
play all day
play all day
play all day
keep that beat alive
All City All Metro
play all day
play all day
play all day
keep that rhythm tight
All city all metro
Lock the breaks and let em know
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5. |
Some Place
04:36
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Some Place
Lyrics – Rebel Sun , Yuval Gerstein
Music – Yuval Gerstein
Question?
Is the be in love a cruel means to make a man a fiend
To desire and want now why front
Play on reels to hearts and chase
This pace cant be kept forever
The distance and time travel
Unravels the future web
I’m bled dry by your lips spell
My eyes swell but light years from prides sake
For this separation I anticipate
Because the present cant be erased
And memory’s embarrass is cold and restless
This decision cant be side stepped
Words clash positions are held fast
Infatuations mask is broken at a batted eyelash
For all I know is that the way it as of now it can’t last
With these illusions of love that flood my mind and still I’m wishing for you to be mine
Giving her all the freedom
Waiting for these answers patiently
Sometimes you gotta to make a choice
About what you wanna be
I said I’m giving her all the freedom
And I’m waiting for these answers patiently
You gonna have to make a choice
But baby you gotta to stay with me
But don’t move in haste with rash thoughts
with a heart harder then asphalt
Your face hunts my dreams
Bliss is unfound how can a mind be clear when speaking to one who wont hear
Nor express her fears and strengths
Who’s here without pretence false
Beauty is a facade to deep scares
Your touch cuts like glass shards sharp thorns of your rose leave rebuttals frozen in suspension
Only wishing to connect like mind ink to text
Life to breath bricks don’t utter nor extend comfort
Conversations come with armed forts tempestuous seas
Always some other place you gotta be
Instead of your proper stance beside me
It seems obvious to reason
Free sprits never settle are you in my light or cast back to my shadow
Giving her all the freedom
Waiting for these answers patiently
In life you gotta to make a choice
About what you wanna be
Sometimes you’re playing with my heart
Baby can’t you see
You gonna have to make a choice
But baby you gotta stay with me
Are you here are you mine and is this love till the end of time
You gonna have to make a choice
But baby you gotta stay with me
You know I heard them explanations
But that’s no consolation what you doing to me
Where you going today , where flying today
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6. |
Fall
04:10
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Fall
Lyrics – Rebel Sun , David Ivory , Yuval Gerstein , Rebecca Kanter
Music - Coolooloosh , David Ivory
Your grace my Lady is my only request
The presence of your face until I face my death
Your radiance is in excess to shorten a man’s breath and grab chest
& Find rest in your in your arms seduced by ruthless charm
the harm of love is cruel to fuel desire
the doom of kings and fall of empires
fools never tire from want
let me be honest and blunt
This is not a love of fronts
I’ll Never Fall in love
Never fall again
Cause I found you
Was it true love or just infatuation fascinated in definition
With the pole for position putting the heat in the kitchen
Yes my love of confession sweat’n the minutes and hours
Just to behold your flower and rest my face upon your towers
Place hands on corners
The Form of her jewel had me flex’n my arm for pull
But all is fair with no rules
For breakups are cruel the proposition of fools
I’ll Never Fall in love
Never fall again
Cause I got you
I got it bad so sad and ain’t shit about it good
I would if I could I try but I can’t
I can’t put it down
Nor either help it for real
Cause she got my heart strings burning like steal
And you know I feel it too
As I see you enter my world
Just to be held feeling your touch
Just to connect and never fall
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7. |
Just Won_t Stop ( intro)
00:48
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8. |
Just Won_t Stop
04:54
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Just Won’t Stop
Lyrics – Rebel Sun
Music – Coolooloosh
If it will rise will you make it fall
I ask for all
I was At her eye’s becking call making my heart stall
She said how I told her where
Spilling waters in her secret garden but lady pardon if I’m rude
When will this affair conclude?
My emotions are nude plainly seen at what point in time
Can we fulfill our needs and free desires?
No questions The answers true in deed to bend your knees
And swerve you hips lady
Funny how it all starts with a kiss against your innocent sweet lips
Which is the abyss that I can’t resist
Lady, This is the aim to twist ya frame in rhythm
I’m captured by your gaze leaving my words unspoken
Taken since the first glance I’ve been waiting for the chance
To advance this romance that builds the taste of my want
Which taunts my soul your beauty haunts my dreams
I walk a fiend to your lips touch
Only to kiss your treasure just to hold your body in pleasure
My minds hypnotized by the strength of your figure remember
how it all starts with a kiss against your innocent sweet lips
Which is the abyss that I can’t resist
Funny how is starts with a kiss against your sweet lips and it just won’t stop
There are cretin things that I can’t resist once I’m caught up in the mix
And it Just won’t stop
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9. |
Lock Your Doors
03:18
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Lock Your Doors
Lyrics – Rebel Sun ,Yuval Gerstein
Music - Coolooloosh , David Haham
Son they creep through windows and kick down doors
Blaze the street with heat ever raw
Fiend for desperation in withdraw
Bound by no rules and lost by law
but fuck the law son they be evil for sure
More sadistic than saw
they roll leather face with Texas chainsaws
Massacre of the poor who be scetch’n the draw
Catch’em on the humble son like whoever you are the pitch black’em out like tar
Barrels in your car smacked dead in your jaw
Dragged out your whip skid marks and the engine roar for
It’s all city the cruddy busyness
And it’s a cold world yep the illest that it gets
Thugs jack grips and gangsta stack chips but how many will be caught up in the mix
You better lock your doors
Son He stressed for rent the pay checks been spent
Give’em an inch and they stick for a mile
Rude boy style ricochets and shrapnel but is their mercy for a war child child soldier
The youth in distress tuck your gold son them slugs burn flesh
Or they collect direct roll up in your rest use your crib as a bank and withdraw goods
And deposit mad wreck
Keep’em scream’n what’s next
More than what you could never expect
They pace steps after a cashed check and then yes
In every since ends get meet
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10. |
Yeah Yeah Yeah
04:09
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Yeah Yeah Yeah
Lyrics – Rebel Sun , Yuval Gerstein , David Ivory , Bunny Sigler
Music – Yogev Shitrit , Arik Levy and Coolooloosh
And this poverty don’t quit so how could my aim miss when my breads been spent
Strip stars swing bats for these allstar hits
My light shine black for piss pots cost rent
Attack for petty cash to stash a mint
Starving art graced the pad with print
Screw face the tummy tuck will give a face lift
We fallen angels in the trench debased to smoking clips
Times like these are times we need
Come back home start over
Times like these are times we need
Time just makes you strong
From this poverty only GOD can bless
No less I rest stress worry eating my flesh
The aftermath of war is such a fine mess
These visions that I have to express
Ghettos only regress no faces on silhouettes to many buried in debt
Sweat’n the lack of assets frustration hunting footsteps
This is not flowing to impress while on quest for cashed checks
I could never fake for my design is wreck
And ya’ll Snakes can’t slander my rep
Where I come from is what I never forget
And all that I’ve are these words in text
Times like these are times we need
Come back home start over
Times like these are times we need
But Now its time for something else
Times like this are times I need
To see beyond this poverty
Bunny:
Time of need
Time of true
Times with you
I don’t have a thin dime to my name
Don’t have a heavy coat for the cold
Can’t see what’s coming tomorrow
How to deal with today
Somebody feed me
I’m lost
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11. |
Until The Day
05:40
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Until The Day
Lyrics – Rebel Sun
Music - Coolooloosh
Morning lights and high tides from twilight the day cries
To wake mans eyes the world
Air beat’n wind like butterflies at the sunrise
Through the lies of mankind
With yo that’s my jam on rewind and as notes chime with a thugs charm
Wreckless in harm like politicians with bombs
Soldiers clean arms while beggars with empty palms and empty hats
Snake eye craps fresh income tax
And let us not forget the v.a.t. added traps
So ill
Yea son its called bills killas home skills and fools play the lotto for mill’s
Inspiration I feel it’s the will of the earth
Pull’n its never ending cycle and course of course it hurts
But I know not for better or for worst
Goes on
Streets, the blocks, the crooks, the cops, the highs, the lows, the freaks, the ho’s,
The beats, the shows, the guns that blow but now you know
How it all spins on
Until it stops
And its blasted 24hours a day 7days a week on fox news,
BBC, CNN, ABC,NBC,CBS,SKY & IBA
The broadcast mans uncivilized ass on his greediest task
To raid the fisc and stash the finance they’re bold thieves they rob without a mask
No mugs they laugh crafty and devious the people fall delirious
But I ain’t talk’n about Eddie Murphy jokes is it all a hoax
Not the lifeline of poor folks under yokes
Goes On
Streets, the blocks, the crooks, the cops, the highs, the lows, the freaks, the ho’s,
The beats, the shows, the guns that blow so now you know
it all spins on
Until it stops
This world be corrupted to the core
Beats rhymes and life
This world be corrupted to the core
Crooks cops and blocks
(2x)
but it’s a quick shift like from happy to vexed job stress the joy to the jeer
days plus weeks equal years
nightmares the fears I mean the fears
The tears the pain a process like coca to cocaine & crack
For needles in hay stacks raps that clap through you front shoulder and back to empty all that son
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