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Poetic Art

by 7X3=21

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Passion-Art Balance 05:12
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Passion-Life Balance Elegance like King Tee, patterns like Kool G Abstract like Kool Keith, calm like Latee Still it’s all me, as far as the eye can see The mind concedes, let’s the heart take the lead I don’t foresee any other path for me I laugh with glee when I craft a masterpiece That has to be somewhere in my future I guess I’m laughing less and wondering if I’m passing the test I fasten my vest, jump from the hatch, catch my breath Cause you can take it in slowly, or descend to your death I’m into your depth, intimate secrets are kept The seeker of clarity is reviewing the debt I wouldn’t fret, there’s more than some trash in the net It’s not perfect but maybe it’s the last that we get Don’t smash it to bits, naw, let it melt till its fits The passion and bliss, never felt good as this My soul good like Nefertiti, presence like Antionette Creative like Frukwan, On Fire like Stet Admire, respect, both for the prior and the next Inspiring text, requiring my full focus for context Yeah, what a bold concept, I’m set Code cracked, the track has its own effect I’m prone speculate about the things unknown The things I’m shown through bits and pieces, sight and tone Write and roam, vulnerably recite the poem The world can hear, let them all cast a stone Judge me, Imma still live grudge free To budge me, that’s gonna take a lot to read My life story is a mystery of failed success I fell for less then any one would ever expect That’s unless, you knew something I didn’t guess Checkers not chess, I don’t need the extra stress Rhythm like Queen Mother, the Rage of X-Clan Timing line Das Efx, confidence of MC Shan B-boy like PMD, poetic like Def Jef And Funkytown Pros still one of the best yet …Let’s get deep in the mines of the mindstate Mine’s made of pain and the things that I find great Signed, Date, Sealed, Countdown from the 9, 8 7X3, programmed to Annihilate All doubt, survey the lands of the fallout Small drought, however the ball bounce Fall back, lean in, get up, keep low The rules change every place you go The price of stone must be more than gold Cause words are written in dust, that’s not in code My story told by myself, that’s my final goal Express my soul whether or not the vinyl sold
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Minor Flex (hook by General Consensus) 04:30
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Minor Flex Get in where I fit in, ain’t the way I play I BLEND in where I’m at, a slightly different way A different shade, similar, but plagued by gray I paid my way by dues, displaying skills on stage And in the ciphers, I’d be lurking, find the perfect time To lock on a verse, and then react with mine Sometimes friendly fire, other times was war Scientific savagery, original hardcore Talking 80s/90s, I was young and wild All drums and style, but WOW, take a look at me now Songs evolved to solve, or at least just pause The problems that I’m facing, plotting my downfall I’m what you call resilient, but my brilliant plan Couldn’t stand, the forces the of hidden hand Sitting standard just like the shifting sands A Trojan horse, disguised as a gift that’s grand Let’s dance in the dark, both play our part The chance to start is NOW, while the times are hard It may never get easier, If time repeats Our prime has peaked, find deceit between the lines and sheets Signed receipts reveal where the ends don’t meet Walk and weep, deep inside where my defenses sleep The eyes and cheeks dry as the lies they speak Supplied relief…pressured lessened up on chest I tried to keep, my brain from the strain of stress Took a leap of faith, and fell face on street Some died for less, others got back on feet Which is you, I don’t mean you get to choose Sometimes you do, other times it choose you Confusing news, wondered what loosened the screws But here’s where we fuse, combine and make Lucifer lose Yeah, let’s make Lucifer lose… Love isn’t glue, love is something you do Love is just truth, a thing that shouldn’t need a excuse Me? A recluse, cause love couldn’t find any use To find a home in my heart, so I use art to produce A love letter to the universe, so please plug in Universal conscious for the inaugural win I model my sins from specimens seen under the lens Dirtiest blends of filth, skin craving a cleanse The way it offends, the way it reflects on our kin Check on our friends, maybe their the place it begins The pace is intense cause I got a whole lot vent Then reel it all in, let the good feelings begin I’m willing to lend my ear, my time, my heart, and my soul Harder to know if pain is a part of the growth Or start of the split, but quit wasn’t part of the oath Moderate hope we still find our way on the road
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Inherent Value (Featuring Hprizm & Flute by Shrimp Brooks 04:00
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INHERENT VALUE I value time, my mind on theirs and mine That pair aligns with my whole life design Life is fine, remind myself all the time, hard to believe Despite small reminders received, went far to achieve Found answers hard to find, look at my needs How have they aided my peace, somewhat at least I got enough wounds to treat, a spoon to feed The mouth, leaving room to breathe The truth I bled, give you every pint ya need That might mislead, I’m not trying to fight for the lead Let’s just be, the universe can work out the rest I’ve gambled on less, but now it’s time to really invest I feel it in chest, every breath, when it compress Symptom of stress? Or maybe it’s the key to the quest He is a mess, clearly what his style suggest Your wildest guess couldn’t predict what’s up next A puzzled text, rearrange my life concept Constant, trying to get that flame relit The same script, pain grips, tries to hold us back I noticed that, and know it’s a Kodak fact What is inherent? Something cause you see and you hear it So you believe it? or DNA you get from your parents, so you received it Naturally? Actually, that’s not true… Go back far enough, search deep in your roots And you’ll find proof of savages attacking your bloodline Sometimes I wanna time travel and lend aid Wield blade, use what I learned from a Sensei Then slay the colonizers, feed em to mass grave But that’s passé, not trying to live in the past days We’re barely surviving, they’re planning for new slaves Who stays militant, a diligent a one Who strays away, living life on the run Pride of the drum, ride the snare, slipping off some I think it's awesome, others think I lost the one But who shall please? SELF, or the doubt they breed Inherent value, in the fact I’m inherently ME
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Deep Cleanse 03:29
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Deep Cleanse Great news, here’s the kind of thing you relate to Don’t make do, I make moves, master and break rules Lane choose, same shoes, don’t need a big splash Bridge gaps perhaps then relapse when the bridge collapse A Midge mismatch, emotions all dispatched Surface scratched, beats and the rhymes attach Form a whole new creation, that’s a brand new batch New plan, I’m BACK, no hat in hand, I handled that Blood, sweat, tears drip like candle wax Dismantled facts scattered on the crossroad tracks Squash all that, Full Deck and I pulled the jack Of all trades, all spades, then a played to win Raised the bid too high, the blood got thin Blade cut skin blood blend with the flaws of men I pause and grin, cause I don’t have a loss to lend Stand ground, stand down, while I expand the sound Deep cleanse, defense for the ups and downs Breath in…Deep Cleanse We came to rock the house, and that’s not per chance Freelance, pop on the scene like street dance Feet, hands, and head, all part of my next plan To explain It plain, believe context CAN Heart in hand, slaughtered lamb Pardon modern man, rotten to the core To be sure, (I am) not a fan I understand, I breath the same air they do Pray to the same gods, and defy them too Welcome to your first meeting, state your name and cause Paint the wall with the pictures in your mind hope draws There’s no OZ, pretend if that suits your needs Future breeds the answers, truth supersedes Fruits from seeds, from leaves from branch to tree To the…root of the matter, a quantum leap Haunting sleep reaped from the wants we keep Too close to heart, makes it too hard to breath Still it was too hard to leave… Breath In…Deep Cleanse
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Gracious Giving 04:54
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Gracious Giving What you see is what you get and I’m a sight to behold Or so I’m told…on that fact I haven’t been sold Life is cold, I’m naked in a room full of wolves It’s too dark to see their eyes, but I can hear the hooves Inching In, I pretend, this is the end Then I, hit em once, and then I hit em again 7-3, no A, still I have to say The Drums of Steel will heal when we’re led astray Better days ahead, if you know the way I’m still mapping out my coordinates, I praise the day I take a step in the direction I was meant to tread Worn and dead-beat from this life I led Love don’t spread, sometimes it dissipates instead Tears’ll shed and then regret the things unsaid What a shame, I tried to explain my end game But in vein, now things may never be the same Three times, seven years, 21 degrees Wants and needs neglected while the monster feeds Possibly, you’re just as lost as me I watched my seed grow into a poisoned tree But I’m poised to be, the cure, that’s my sworn decree Born free, but bondage came so naturally Chained down to a system made for my defeat Eyes to feet, mind, to the times I sleep They’re there for their share, leave me incomplete Talk is cheap, mind the company you keep Some will use you up, and toss you off in the heap While others drift away when the water gets deep I’m trying to complete my training, be the best I can be Come test that for me, guarantee, it let you feel free Give and receive, balance is a thing that we need To some degree, if we ever hope to succeed Give graciously is basically the road I trekked Slowly stepped, took time with each new face I met The taste of sweat, tears, and some blood that dripped A whole lot leakage, had to watch for slips I watch clips of life on my memory chips Each moment eclipsed by present time emotional rifts Opinions split on issues that don’t even exist The premise is this, a thought without truth is a myth The proof is equipped to shift all doubt off the cliff The sweet smell of success, breath it in, take it whiff But take it quick, it’s known to fade away, in a blink Cause sometimes success ain’t as real as ya think We need to re-sync, life added wrinkles and kinks Pushed to the brink, sadly it severed the link It’s never too late, to improve on mistakes we make But time we take, determine if it clears the slate
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Absolutely Naught 05:35
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Absolutely Naught This one goes out to Too Short, K-Rob, Kool Moe Dee, Downtown Science, and the sound and feel of Hip Hop circa 1986 You had your time, now let this one step in With the burden of the truth as my best weapon Expressing a full range, on an emotional binge I’m not on the fringe, prefer to keep it deep when I cleanse Refocus my lens, study every specimen, since I’m on the fence, about certain events that don’t make sense Lucidity is how I wish the world to be, feeling free Let me see, ‘Are Y’ALL feeling me?’ You’re free to leave, I got my own goals to achieve So close to appease sometimes it feels more like a tease But I’m at ease, and that ain’t easy, believe I’d keep going if I had to crawl my knees My will extreme, even with no one on my team I’ll play the game all the same, erase the pain in my dreams The taste of love is poison once the dose exceeds Useless advice, I know…like, GO succeed Yeah, just go succeed. Absolutely Naught Absolutely Naught Absolutely Naught Absolutely Naught Absolutely Naught Now here’s the deal, I’m less concerned about my skill I left the hill, we’re here to learn how I feel Now, with that said, I put a lot thought in this Some caught, some missed, Some might cause a rift The topic drift, the downtown science defense The lion prince, not worried about days of kingship Or pink slips, yeah, I got that thing that sinks ships Eclipsed my own well being so frequent Relinquish the hold that you have my kindness And find bliss in some other hole that we each missed Distinguish the flaws from the ways things are Locate the cause, sometimes its how the puzzle is solved Love all encompassing, the purest law It’s the cure lost more times than I can recall Why can’t we all get a long-lasting bond And pass it on, teach the young, the devotion’s strong Absolutely Naught Absolutely Naught Absolutely Naught Absolutely Naught Absolutely Naught I took some time to gather my thoughts to speak And still I seek a way to see what is beneath What a belief, what do you consider relief? Considerately, I guess I would consider it’d be Hard to see the future, when presently His present needs, seems like sequestered dreams His effort leans on routines trapped in the machines A practical means for side-stepping all the extremes That only means, the road’s the longer, but my legs are strong I said, ‘I’m gone’, a hundred songs ago….so long But got prolonged, this is still my prologue I’m so lost, one misstep I MIGHT FALL OFF But I’m alright, I know, that seems untrue But once I knew, the cause was a lost, I grew And I salute anyone that learned the same Burned in brain, nothing left to lose but gain
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Poetic Art (flute by Shrimp Brooks) 05:31
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Poetic Art Poetic Art, choose to write a rhyme, let it start Better part of life I’ve been set apart Head and heart, avant garde, that’s all he know He can flow new perspective like fan art Fan First, inspired, writing rhymes till his hands hurt Analyze the greats for the questions and answers Blueprints that grew trends, others more low key Both ends, spoke to the soul of the whole me Since 8-0 I love the most poetic MCs Like…Sha Rock and Lil Rodney Cee The Treacherous 3, especially Special K Who was known to weave words in a special way Mele Mel, Raheim, and the Count Coolout To their poetic styles, I remain devout There ain’t no doubt, I find the deeper meaning within The meeting of ends, just what we’re needing to win Sir Ibu, Pos Dnous, Trugoy too Chubb Rock, and Zero from the Low Pro crew Ice-T was known to use spoken word And his storytelling skills among the best I’ve heard That in mind, The Jaz on ‘Sign on Crimes’ High speed crime drama with meticulous rhymes In 89, Master Ace blew my mind With ‘Letter To the Letter’, perfect style design Def Jef the ‘Soul Provider’, and the ‘Poet With Soul’ Funkytown Pros, Boiwondah with the offbeat flows ‘Def Do Us Part’, ‘False Prophet’, & ‘Hear Me Now…’ A ‘Genius’ has ‘Fallin’, but still stands brutally wild Saafir in the Bay, years later made a upgrade Timing delayed, with wit as sharp as blade ‘Word of Genius’, seeds to the Wu-tang reign ‘Those Were The Days’, suckers had to ‘Feel the Pain’ Like the Mighty Mic Masters in the heart of Bed-Stay Battle rappers to the core, but the style was fly Refined,like Self-Jup and Myka 9 Aceyalone, all known to bring a P.E.A.C.E of mind Ice Cream Tee told us not to her back The D.OC could hear a track, and perfectly match, As far as abstract, Pete Nice was a master of that, And Smooth B, the spiritual advisor of Rap Crash Crew, they each had a gift for speech Savoir Faire, style and flare, the true elite Divine Styler intricately weaves a theme Paint the scenes in memories that lead to dreams ‘Amethyst Rock Star’ came at the perfect time Low on hope, but Saul brung the cure through rhyme And Sha-key, ‘A Headnaddas Journey…’ I trekked Masai Bey, Vordul, and Ninety-9….RESPECT
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Reserved Skepticism (violin by Jessy Greene) 03:17
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Reserved Skepticism My motto is...bottle this energy quick Moderately slick, hits like a lottery pick You gotta be thick-skinned when you fall for the trick Appalling and sick, something I could fix with a brick Building blocks, then stop, watch the passersbys The mask disguise, matching when they plaster lies He has survived, but never got to cash the prize I slashed the price, still they got the last surprise Cast your eyes upon the sky, SEE HOW HIGH We can fly, now sound your war-cry Sure I would like to get my fair shot I care a lot about the way I share the plot This is NOT a drama on a modern run I pondered some, discovered, the genre’s none Wander an run in the field of life under the sun White numb, eyes wider than the sight of a...gun Reserved Skepticism Reserved Skepticism Reserved Skepticism Reserved Skepticism Reserved judgment until I get more intel Been failed viewing my life through a thin veil Sin sells, pawns get lead like pencils Hence, hell’s on earth, well, it all makes sense now Since child-HOOD I was always a pen pal Write down my thoughts, sign my name, then send out Write back, or match up words to a tight track Sidetracked trying to get someone his life back White-Black, I’m talking bout me, that’s a ripe fact Pipe packed, give relief like a ice pack Or a nice stack of wax with the right tracks Escape reality, but it soon slips right back I sat in the same place when I wrote that Write rap, hope someone might quote that So sad how art is a ends to means A end to dreams, unless your will intervenes He’s a skeptic, also things easily accepted A mastered method, a way to my expand my efforts Hands pull levers, thought pull plans together Advance and tether my dreams, til they answer better A canceled letter of intent, change of weather Strange endeavor, the kind of thing that brings the pressure Kings and treasure, philosophers with dreams to measure Scenes of desserts, lost, we NEED a exit Beaded necklace, I bought down beneath Texas These be extras, something to increase the texture Take me naked, vulnerable, I keep sacred I keepsake it, I keep patient, man, for pete’s sake I would never fake it, make it more clear to your ear Here’s a better statement You’ll be waiting forever for my replacement I’m one of one, for better or worse get it done Hit and run, home-base under the hidden sun
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The Makings of a Trap (Prospect Ave) 03:35
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The Makings of a Trap My life woes got me wide awake with my eyes closed Deep in concentration, plotting means of survival Flashback to Prospect Ave, these are the brass tacks I wrote rap tracks while they sat around bagged crack Happened once or twice, I wasn’t bout that life But had some friends who were, they made a sacrifice Risked they freedom, society failed, streets could feed em They said they planned to quit, I truly believe em Gave me purpose, never put the streets in my verses I hoped my rhymes could get them off the streets before there were hearses Or locked in jail, I failed, they went thru hell Spent whole lotta time sitting in a cell And I know I’m not to blame, but it’s hard to explain Attempting in vain, and that’s only half the pain Friendship strained when they got too deep in the game I still recall when it happened, I was sitting there rapping Doorbell rang, I went to answer, can you imagine My surprise, a cop before my eyes, I looked around, thinking, damn, it’s a bust for sure Until I heard, ‘it’s all good, he’s a customer’ I had to process that… Weigh the power of addiction vs the makings of a trap Huh? What’s that?! It feels like the makings of a trap So I sat back, observed their clientele A front row seat far beyond the pale I saw a high school employee, one of the mayor’s staff I guess ‘Just Say No’ that last laugh As I walked out that drug house for one last time I thought about the power of rhyme, and could I task mine To find a route, to pull em out of a life of crime Before we got too far past the warning signs Ironically, lack of finances killed my chances I tried to troubleshoot but couldn’t find the answers Kept my passion, but eventually we lost touch Years later, I learned he had been locked up
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Art On Sleeve 04:45
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Art on Sleeve Dim lights, dark nights, Poetic Art-types All rights reserved, all mics deserve to share These rare words, but they’re barely heard Success is blurred, I guess it’s a test, a lesson learned Crash and burn, come to terms or toss and turn The cost to earn, might cost the cost of urn Loss confirmed, along with my worst concerns Then I retreat, meditate, sync with beat Add to sheet, speech with layered degrees Shared beliefs, between each line, which leaves Room to Breathe, a rune that can rule or lead You foolln’ me, I’d have to be a fool indeed Pool end deep, count wool sheep, then sleep Skin Deep, open eyes like 10 Bass T Piece of the pie, three ways like Count Bass D ‘Electronic Energy…’ gets me charged for free Can’t part the sea, but I can put my art on sleeve Yeah, This is art on sleeve… In Full Effect, stepped in a pool of sweat but cool is kept Ready to access the threat Challenge met, leave no room for regret Balance set, power shift, then forgive and forget Live and let live, is the view in my lens Here’s a bouquet of flowers, the scent of your sins Pure gems that shine when the light refracts I might retract a statement or it might be back It might be black, it might be white, if might be fact It might react despite all the numbing acts Summon, funky drummer, time to bring em back To bang on tracks, so I can get the weight off back Like Aaron Nevill,. I’m tired, said pot to kettle Praise due to all the children who meddle I walk through a meadow, ignoring any brick that’s yellow Can’t trick this fellow, naw, y’all ain’t my level It’s ‘Word Power’, now or never, heard to the 3rd power Shared trauma brings drama, word to amateur hour Break the cycle, yeah,’ Here’s An Idea’ Let fear disappear, prepare for the when, why, where Patience is clearly needed cause the work is severe My purpose is clear, plus, I’m known to persevere Purchased shares in company, the kind that’s rare My currency was kindness, time, and care Paid the fare, then made aware, life ain’t fair You like that there? fine, here’s some more despair The more the merrier…that’s an oxymoron More important it’s an excerpt of the oath of sworn on Night to morning I write, trying to fight off yawning The life I’m longing captured in the words I’m spawning Mix a Spoon of Iodine with The Future Sound The Threat of Rashinel Eyecue, and ‘The Future’s Now’
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Life's Pieces 05:03
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LIfe’s Pieces Monday to Friday, try to manage my stress Then got two measly days just to try n refresh Hit reset, yup, then the cycles resumes Cause life’s lot harder than the child assumes I was born to believe I could achieve anything But that dream hit a wall once I turned 18 But I still didn’t stop, I kept my eyes on the prize Then I failed so many times,that I lost count of the tries Decades long, standing strong, never choosing to quit And had some fun along the way I’d never choose to forget But this is it, I think I reached the limit, the split I got these pieces in my life that never seem to fit Life’s Pieces, This ain’t a cry for help, this ain’t no farewell note This ain’t a list of complaints, or a last dash of hope This is smoke, the fire’s in the layers of the quotes Shifting moods, light from dark, switch from dagger to cloak Spirit broke, not quite ready to give up yet I’m pushing on for the moment, making use of regrets Because I waste no experience, I honor the past Then, I rewrite my future, from this to day to the last A daunting task, but here’s the thing, I'M NOT GONNA ASK I predict a lot of turbulence in my life forecast And Imma still show love, that’s my nature, for sure It’s at my core, a reason that I do this for This nothing more rewarding than I thought that’s pure From the rawest of emotion to the more obscure I take the pieces of my life and check the angles again I hear this voice in this distance say, ‘You ain’t gonna win’ I don’t even look to see from where the voices emerged I’m too submerged in endeavors which I truly prefer I’m not at war with the world, I’m not at peace with me I don’t need no awards, I did my best for free But that’s just me, who else would you expect me to be Respectfully, especially since respect is the key
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Final Failure (monochord table by Thomaz Aye) 05:34
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Final Failure What a difference a choice makes Raised stakes, pain, aches The right to remain sane, the same snakes Lay in wait, after hours of laying bait Staying straight walking on the path In this day and age I gave all I got all I got was a soul to save That’s so to say, I’m not OK, another one got away I got a way of losing everything on the field of play The hill to stay and die on, the one I’m gon’ build today A will, a way, little concern about what will they say Heal or cave, or go head on if you’re feeling brave Villain made from the very parts you’ve been afraid Men-made, 100% like centigrade The truth hurts, boiling point is a cascade Masquerades, not the only reason the mask made Has hate strayed you from path, the task takes Time, space, aligned faith, a way to divine grace I gaze deep into the heart of the last days Unfazed, cool like a tree when it cast shade Ask a question and the truth I will tell ya… Or make this one the final failure
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Passion-Life Balance Instrumental 05:13
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Minor Flex Instrumental 04:33
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Inherent Value Instrumental (flute by Shrimp Brooks) 04:00
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Deep Cleanse Instrumental 03:30
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Gracious Giving Instrumental 04:56
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Absolutely Naught Instrumental 05:40
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Poetic Art Instrumental (flute by Shrimp Brooks) 05:31
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Reserved Skepticism Instrumental (violin by Jessy Greene) 03:21
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The Makings of a Trap (Prospect Ave) Instrumental 03:34
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Art On Sleeve Instrumental 04:48
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Life's Pieces Instrumental 05:03
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Final Failure Instrumental 05:34
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released July 21, 2023

Programmed, Conceptualized, Written, Lived & Recorded by 7X3=21
Life's Pieces Produced by General Consensus
Mixed & Mastered by Doc Da Mindbenda


Recorded using the Roland Aira Compacts (T-8, J-6, & E-4), triggering drum machines, instruments, and noise via running MIDI through Ableton.


All arrangements recorded live directly into Ableton.

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