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Cloudless Night

by Broot McCoy x Camouflage Don

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1.
Dreams Escape Dreams escape the outer region of my dome/ Right past the skull bone/ Wondering how to write a full poem/ The dead and dull roam/ But I'm the Nordic traveler/ My eyes are the compass, unraveled sir/ Do you need something?/ Let me know now/ I got the snow plow/ Time to move the seasons/ For a couple hundred different reasons/ Mostly the legality side/ Foul mouth crowds arise/ I killed the mocking hypocrites/ But then again they still exist/ Asking the fam and fans if they feel my shit/ We still build brick by brick/ My passion is layered as well as the dreams/ Gore and happiness still have screams/ One horrific, one terrific/ Digest this how you want, preferably I sip it/ Ship it to a different set of individuals/ Switch the residuals, no more shit that's pitiful/ Got a full clip of bull/ The horns I didn't need to grab/ It just happened, now it seems I have/ Fame and glory but that's just a high life thought/ Relax or you'll get twisted and distraught/ Clouds of haze distort the truest of visions/ I ride a top like Goku until I pass with precision/ (Sit and listen or become a pot to piss in)
2.
Cold Technique (Feat. Marino Maali) I use the coldest technique when I rock it/ I make em' freeze where they stand and they can't object/ This has been my heart frozen by art/ The jealous ones who envy want to rip me apart/ I am too strong to let them get in my vantage point/ I waited to long, got the special blessing to anoint/ These so called demons, scheming and plotting on my downfall/ They laugh in the background, I get around ya'll/ Because that's where I belong and need to be/ They say the truth is the only thing to set you free/ The lying media makes the most money/ Conflicts of interest, I just want you to see/ I'd rather be homeless, then never fulfilling my dome mess/ Alone stressed, my dreams are my own, alone fess/ Up already, don't be a cloned carbon copy/ Clean up the world, don't leave it looking sloppy/ (Hook) These words given to me to give to you/ Are the blessed gift given to very few/ I slay rhyme skills with the coldest technique/ The love is truest fortune we seek/ Even when times seem to be hard/ Forever will life be a game of cards/ Luck of the draw, hope for the best circumstance/ Pray for the glory to shine and that you are given the chance/ (Marino Maali Verse) (Hook) These words given to me to give to you/ Are the blessed gift given to very few/ I slay rhyme skills with the coldest technique/ The love is truest fortune we seek/ Even when times seem to be hard/ Forever will life be a game of cards/ Luck of the draw, hope for the best circumstance/ Pray for the glory to shine and that you are given the chance/ I know under my conditions it's just a matter of time/ I splatter these lines, never held or confined/ I release from the inner visions of Mr. Wonder/ Never wasting a second, who knows when I'm going under/ I drink like a fish, my thought process doesn't fit/ Enough words to explain what is bliss and what this is/ It's more than music, it takes on different forms/ Like a Decepticon ready to transform/ The way others think and perceive what I am/ Not from this planet but came to take a stand/ For those who are like minded with the same energy/ If only I had a single penny for every/ Time that you didn't understand my actions/ It would be in the one percent with dividends and fractions/ That will never happen, strength is what I strive for/ I just want to live my life and provide more/ (Hook) These words given to me to give to you/ Are the blessed gift given to very few/ I slay rhyme skills with the coldest technique/ The love is truest fortune we seek/ Even when times seem to be hard/ Forever will life be a game of cards/ Luck of the draw, hope for the best circumstance/ Pray for the glory to shine and that you are given the chance/
3.
Silver Moon 01:58
Silver Moon Harlem nights, mid 50's, late 60's/ Fine brimmed hat, no 59/50's/ Suited up, nowadays looking thrifty/ Late night grimace from those looking shifty/ Wondering to myself if the misses might miss me/ Took some time to reflect, sometimes I'm iffy/ About where her whereabouts might be/ My conscious is like the movie by Spike Lee/ Took the midnight train headed nowhere/ Out the window staring at the skies, glow weird/ It seemed to have no craters, a silver globe/ Like the ball in Epcot on a night so cold/ The temperature made a mans face bold/ And make him contemplate on days so old/ Sad memories appear and then vanish/ So in a way it seemed to be a disadvantage/ But the pain actually made him stronger/ The darkness just lingered on way longer/ Than what was truly expected/ The moon fully rose resurrected/ Above the city and all it's inhabitants/ And on the rivers, a sad empress/ Waits alone at home like Macaulay/ Blessed with patience from He who is holy/ The whole time she was supposed to be out and about/ In the park he let his frustrations out/ No doubt he was upset at the past dealings/ He needed to free himself, no beings/ This was the chance of a sign of compassion/ So when he got home something happened/ On the balcony there bestowed his bliss/ A Goddess, moon outlined, with a kiss/
4.
After Midnight (Feat. Prez P) Long strenuous hours working in the factory/ With nothing in this world but this music backing me/ Which includes the homie Danny/ Uncanny with beats hard to obtain like rare candies/ We're brothers from separate families, understand me?/ Anyone mess with him, they get blammed with the jammie/ But anyways, I'm in this mode to write after midnight/ They say the kid tight, sick when I enlighten/ I'm godlike, similar to Poseidon/ Striking with my liquid triton/ I grab this mic when any situation occurs/ Skuzzle down some liquors and observe/ Deploy a couple of nouns and some verbs/ I know my life was by the curb but now I'm on the verge/ To reemerge with a vengeance and urge/ On a night with dark skies to encourage/ (Hook)(x2) I'm like an aviator flight after midnight (x2) Dark skies, nothing in sight/ And with insight I bring light/ (Prez P Verse) Damn, my head spinning at 12am/ Smoking on the same weed as Birdman/ And rubbing her butt cheeks with both hands/ Money flying make me realize that cash ain't shit man/ Paper don't fold/ It gets blown and burned and it grows again/ Might see me out in one night/ And never see me in your life again/ I'm in rare form and she don't mind joining in/ If I pull up in the Porsche, her friends gunna want to hop in/ A style like mine don't leave em' with too much options/ They opt in, NO problem/ Too hard to solve and/ If it's Me and Croosh on the loose, hold yours close/ Cuz' girls all wanna fly/ Don't let her tell you that she won't/ I take her hieghts that you don't/ I'm rolling and smoking, going loco/ But I'm in my zone, trying to take 4 girls on a flight home/ (Hook)(x2) I'm like an aviator flight after midnight (x2) Dark skies, nothing in sight/ And with insight I bring light/
5.
One Of A Kind Elevated mind state, rhymes great/ Never worried about crime rate/ It is what is to be, look at me/ I went from poverty stricken to full of hope while my flows start kicking/ Other opponents out of the mainstream into this waterfall/ How many fucks were given? None at all/ Trust me in my short life I've done it ya'll, I summit tall/ Still leaving a legacy like Legolas/ On point floating off this earth like Hercules on a Pegasus/ Instead of this regular nonsense that's mediocre/ You get life's gamble, a game of poker/ What might provoke you, doesn't even faze me/ Mad shit I've seen simply has me crazy/ I'm far beyond the norm, born to perform/ An intense perfect storm, I sound the alarm/ (Break) How many artists take the same route?/ Sell their soul thinking they can make dumb amounts/ Of the cashola but settle for less/ Get brainwashed, owe money and never invest/ Stay stressed while I stick out like a sore thumb/ Do ridiculous tours receive more income/ My dreams are closer than your hopeless future/ I think my spaceship is the best commuter/ You talk smack on the computer, that shows your flaws/ OG code of laws, you were never close to boss/ I rise victimless in a mixed in mess/ Exposing the truth about this art, restrictions kept/ Most witnesses from saying words of confidence/ The ones who spoke out confess are forgotten more than less/ I came to re embrace Hip-Hop to save/ And pray the B.S. gets marked for a grave/
6.
Higher Than You've Ever Been (Feat. Phresh James) Plane lifted and her mind drifted/ This is it, where all bliss is/ She just needed to live in the sky of grace/ This is where she felt was her true birth place/ Soaring through clouds of truest wonders/ Her mind elevated and said they'll never take me under/ No words could explain what was pursed to her lips/ Picture joy and love times 100 backflips/ It's hard to breathe at such high altitudes/ Melodic tunes, majestic flowered moods/ Reflective on nothing but The Greater Good/ Cruising past the bad is all that she could/ The dreams, hopes, had all come surreal/ Forever they flew, passed into heavens zeal/ He turned to her and smiled with a grin/ Girl I'm about to take you higher than you've ever been/ (Break) (Phresh James Verse)
7.
French Lady 01:40
French Lady I wanna sleep with you while it's raining in a room with a tin roof/ No spoof, all truth/ I'm itching for it like I got a sweet tooth/ I see youth and pray that their minds expand like rubber bands/ It's so hard to understand/ The trials we go through together/ I know when I'm with you our hearts merge forever/ Infinity is a countless thing we try to conceive as a concept/ What's the definition of finalized/ The marital agreement I see in your eyes lights my night sky like fireflies/ Every time my four chambers try/ We still fight the anger inside waiting for two spectrums to collide/ Love spills in too many directions to keep on the canvas/ Searching for future answers/ Just let them be/ I know why the fruit doesn't fall far from the tree/ Aligning two beings as lines of symmetry/ Lustful thoughts keep tempting me/ Working extremely hard, the death of me/ Hoping the world will be accepting me/ Sometimes I'm so lazy, I forget what day it is/ Sleeping in darkness, forget sun rays exist/ Instead of this immense array of colors/ I become this bland display of lubber/
8.
O.E. (Ole English) (Hook) Sipping on some O.E. (x2)/ A 32oz cuz' in FL they don't sell that 40/(x4) An uncandid standard of the gambler, rambler/ Don't try and tamper/ Speed and strength of a panther/ A hustler with results but no answers/ Keep the pace steady as a canter/ Danny Dee sampler, extraordinaire/ More than sort of rare/ Scores made to put you in intensive care/ Macking like a Polar Bear/ Hard to see with solar glare/ But they stop and stare/ Golden bottle, fresh cold air/ Been drinking this since Double Dare/ Stories impaired, paradise I'm there/ (Hook) Sipping on some O.E. (x2)/ A 32oz cuz' in FL they don't sell that 40/(x4) A cold brew, just a 32/ The sky looks midnight blue/ One of very few/ A man with different shades and hues/ I already paid my dues/ Getting paid like pay per view/ Balling when I break the cue/ Vibing in the stu, this is how we do/ Throwing on some comfy shoes/ Hit the bodega with the crew/ Brown bags and all/ Never will I ever stall/ Taking down the whole bottle/ But please don't Sip and Fall/ (Hook) Sipping on some O.E. (x2)/ A 32oz cuz' in FL they don't sell that 40/(x4)
9.
Waste of time Into your blubber I inject the rifle/ You better start to dissect the bible/ Maybe if you sing one of these psalms it will aid your survival/ Standing looking stifled, I'm liable/ To rip apart these weak hearts so trifled/ I hold this mic cold/ Spit nothing but old Navaho strike codes/ At those opposing forces/ Forced to finish you like full courses/ Of course I have to resort to the hard way/ On this broad day, posse never was on Broadway/ Fuck what those snobs say/ I slay a hundred rhymes somewhat DJ Kay/ The Seven seas rose high and washed ashore/ Surely they knew not what was in store/ The boy who started to become a man/ Finally became one never looked back or ran/ My pops wants me to have success/ These other cats want me to sign/ The thought of a 9 to 5 gets me vexed/ And I told those cats I flatly decline/ So as I recline my mind so Devine/ I show them a sign that makes them inclined/ To show more ignorance to what I do/ It's more than just a craft, I spit chew and spew/ Pieces of my heart on lined paper and shit/ If you can't respect that, you can't appreciate this gift/ I'm just trying to uplift a couple of spirits/ And pray it happens to all those who hear it/ They say I am not catchy enough, well this is poetry/ You have to read the scriptures more thoroughly/ Damn Croosh you're just wasting your life away/ Shut your damn mouth if you don't have something nice to say/
10.
Frozen In Time (Feat. Prez P & Sean Buck) Raindrops dripping down from the window seal/ On the lookout to see if there's something real/ Is this reality simply a deceiving dream/ If it is I need to write it down and need a whole paper ream/ I'm skating clean here on this slate of mine/ Enjoying the nature around me, the sun will shine/ Once the clouds clear, which seems to never be/ I'm floating around just like a feather free/ From what I don't want happening/ Absent from the mind that formatted him/ In other words, my being is released/ On another level, supreme is what I've reached/ On the watch it reads 4:14pm/ Middle of the afternoon, almost evening/ Cashmere blankets, little chandeliers/ Beauty obstructs this ringing in my ears/ (Hook) Staring at this hour glass that stopped, frozen in time/(x2) On the watch, time doesn't tick, cause we're frozen in time/(x2) (Prez P Verse) I got the Rolex with the icicles on the bezel/ No tic-tocking, got the bitches jocking/ Trying to ride, flocking/ Round a nigga like I'm telling them a story/ This ain't story time baby/ This is real cold pimping from the South side of Florida/ Make you switch from Toyotas/ To high class, all glass ceiling vehicle/ That they'll kill you for/ I'm holding on the wheel/ Trying to cop a feel/ On her hour glass figure/ When you see me with her/ (You) Probably think I paid a pretty penny for her/ But this dime mine/ And I don't even want her/ She's trying to change things in order for her favor/ I don't do favors, I just like to have mine in flavors/ I'm rolling down the interstate doing 95/ My ride so fast, police see me and pull over to the side/ I'm in my vibe, I hope niggas respect my mind/ I'll take your girl and have you frozen in time/ I'm cold hearted slime/ (Hook) Staring at this hour glass that stopped, frozen in time/(x2) On the watch, time doesn't tick, cause we're frozen in time/(x2) (Sean Buck Verse) Smoke swirls in my vision/ Only thoughts in my head to expand my living/ God calling, I answer and listen/ Knowledge we over see/ I pray to the sky where good and evil collide/ And say Lord forgive them/ Minds clouded by the system/ I vibe to my souls rhythm/ I don't watch T.V., don't want to live like them/ Understand my vibe is my Gods calling/ Time isn't real, live like its real, that's why our people falling/ Rather put time into my darling/ Queen to a king/ Balance and equal in my life, perfect melody sing/ I play her like a guitar/ She help me and take me so far from the allure/ No moving fast, let's vibe at the park/ Watch the clouds move till' it gets kind of dark/ And later talk about all the shapes that we saw/ Life is much better when it's simple and plain/ (Hook) Staring at this hour glass that stopped, frozen in time/(x2) On the watch, time doesn't tick, cause we're frozen in time/(x2)
11.
Simba 02:02
Simba (Simba) We chilling out on a mountain/ Out in Tanzania paper counting/ Bouncing like some old Jay-ish/ We don't play shit, it's outrageous/ Amazing flavors of sunsets/ Strawberry sherbet, I ain't done yet/ We got the cherry lime, honey dew/ Sunny skyline overviews/ Cobalt blue hues, during the daytime/ Disperse, spray and replay lines/ Back and forth with lion roars/ Galloping gazelles, worldwide tours/ Zebras bask, gators on the bank/ Tropical birds on hippos that sank/ Reemerge, attack predatorily/ Storms of stampedes quarterly/ Elephants, rhinos, animal kingdom/ They call me Simba, the king comes/ On a safari, throughout the jungle/ I'm a beast, nothing like a monkeys uncle/ I'm the Rafiki they ask advice from/ Nearby tribes make noise and strike drums/ Speaking from native tongues in the motherland/ I'm the brother-man, trying to expand my other plans/ To move across this continent, reinvent my presence/ To take my culture and bring it back to the essence/ Hyenas smirk behind the tree planted on Earth/ Speaking nothing but dirt until someone's hurt/ I rework nature with the globe and creatures/ I dig deep with my roots, the truth seeker/ Survival of the illest, many seem weaker/ I was brought up by the poor righteous teachers/ Ancestry, a tree of my family/ Can it be, that they plan to free/ People as well as their open minds/ If that's the case, I'll throw them mine/ And so I climb to the peaks pinnacle/ Overlook my dynasty ever so cynical/ And just as I begin to pull facts out/ I'm on the cliff dodging death ready to back out/ Opposite of my father...
12.
Life Passing Me (Feat. Sean Buck) (Hook) Living life is passing me/ Lord knows what I plan to be/ My focus is much greater G/ In Life I want to make history/(x2) My idols gave up on their dreams and aspirations/ I never gave up, not even a second of hesitation/ The word Hip-Hop had one of the worst deprivations/ I put my all in this culture, Die hard dedication/ Despicable how they deceive with demonstrations/ My strong willingness was conserved with preservation/ On cloud nine dodging sinful temptations/ I hear the angels calling upstairs, Earth is my vacation/ Never a carbon copy, you're a mirror imitation/ Complacent with this insatiable sensation/ We live in a society of laziness a stagnant nation/ Our leaders show no credentials, political aggravation/ Trying to realize the bigger picture of creation/ And understand we aren't stuck in an elsewhere simulation/ All this makes me better I lead in education/ Until then read the scriptures of revelations/ (Hook) Living life is passing me/ Lord knows what I plan to be/ My focus is much greater G/ In Life I want to make history/(x2) (Sean Buck Verse) (Hook) Living life is passing me/ Lord knows what I plan to be/ My focus is much greater G/ In Life I want to make history/(x2)
13.
The Burbs 02:08
The Burbs Damage Collateral, I'm combatable/ Rattle Bones for the capital, capping them at the avenue/ Lyrics keep stabbing you, mental steep, grabbing who?/ No one but the masses, Titan Clashes/ Different task, ask us till' we hit the caskets/ Grab your rosaries and rose flower baskets/ Flow, unmasked it, dope head bastard/ Special re-mastered, walls broke, no plaster/ Undisputed, executed next to shoot it/ The rocket through the roof, magician spoof/ Vanish poof/ Cloud of smog flipped like a Pog/ Grabbed the stock of the entire catalog faster than Sonic The Hedgehog/ Fed up with the fake shit, mistaken,barrier breaking/ What I'm making?, Money, I'm caking/ In this God forsaken, Ape draped in prison cell/ Give them Hell under my spell/ Shotgun, give them a shell/ No one could tell/ I'm the undeniable, desirable, bio-flow/ Bio hazardous, unreliable/ Slamming foes with the hammer/ Flash your cameras/ Despicable, no one could stand you/ And this is my answer (x3).../
14.
Enjoy Your Life [Bonus] (Feat. Tha Sound & Sean Buck) (Tha Sound Introduction) Dim the lights (Dim the lights)/ Enjoy the life (Enjoy the life)/ Take this time, We gon' celebrate life (Celebrate life)/ (x2) (Sean Buck Verse) Some say luck, I think no such thing/ Gods path so strong, in the end heaven sing/ Patience and living, I love my fam, much giving/ Sun rays on my forehead/ Letters of love and peace written/ In my time, I see my future very clear/ Living what I feel and keep it real/ Vibing through the bullshit, life is ill/ Florida raised me, niggas out here gettin mills/ I plan to get mine, I reach to a higher level/ Things may not make sense at first, God's going to teach me/ Life lessons, the sprits shall reach me (Dim the lights)/ Dim the lights (Dim the lights)/ Enjoy the life (Enjoy the life)/ Take this time, We gon' celebrate life (Celebrate life)/ (x2) Morning breaches, night ceases/ Delightful features, life leases/ We don't follow suit, we mix them like cards/ A gang of troops, we defy the odds/ Righteous ways, we were brought up/ Ramen noodles, chicken broth got us/ Proper energy throughout the day/ We had sunsets of gold, over-casted gray/ Clouds hum loud with thunderous roars/ The mind breached freedom, significant soars/ Boredom was aroused by radio hits/ Rather see an underground legend with stadium bliss/ Dim the lights (Dim the lights)/ Enjoy the life (Enjoy the life)/ Take this time, We gon' celebrate life (Celebrate life)/ (x2) (Sean Buck Spoken Word Outro) Yeah, find yourself/ You can't be no one else/ The truth is out there, it's your choice to find it/ Roll a spliff and light it, mend your soul and find it/ Meditate the info of life in due time kid/ You can be down and out/ Just find yourself and thug it out (thug it out)/

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released January 30, 2014

Album Artwork By The Visualist
All Instrumentals Constructed & Produced By Danny Dee
Executive Produced By Sean Buck & Croosh
Mixed & Mastered By Sean Buck

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