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1. |
Get The Get Go
04:21
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2. |
The Dragon Sleeps
04:08
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Verse. 1
In the Depths of my lair
You could choke on the smoke
Can’t catch a breath of air
As the coals get stoked
Amber glow contains my flow
Fire in my lungs
The man I know has to go
The transformation has begun
My skin turns to scales
As I begin to burn bright
I start to tell the tale
In my eyes a growing light
Wings spread lift my head
Look beyond this world
On flames I tread
Sonic red
Like a comet that’s been hurled
Scalding truth appalling proof
That underneath there’s always heat
I get lost in the frost
I can’t move my frozen feet
But I trust in the combustion
To come and crush when I speak
One spark in the dark
Thaws the rawness I seek
Like water on stone
Finely honed over time
Thought I was far from home
But I’m just roaming my mind
Chorus
The Dragon Sleeps (Dragon sleeps)
As time creeps (Time creeps)
But the fire won’t retire in the deep (In the deep)
Sometimes dark (Sometimes dark)
Sometimes light (Sometimes light)
I put my time in when the rhyming’s right (Rhyming’s right) (1st)
I put my rhyme in when the timing’s right (Timing’s right) (2
nd
)
(Repeat )
Now I spit fire thunderclap
Inside a crumbled shack
I hide a hundred raps
From this world’s pious plunder sack
Forever cunning over drumming
Flow coming from my running taps
I let my heart heat the dark meat
Embark on the beat with the sharpest technique
Sometimes I just stop and reflect on my focus
I used to call it neglect and get depressed and hopeless
But I always came back an wrote the dopest
Progressions of seasons and sessions
I start seeing saying nothing as no reason for my stressin ‘
Like a black hole consuming words
In a backwards universe
There’s substance in the void
When I choose to use the verse
Prove the worst
The best over time
Impressed by my own interest
In the Everest climb
Learn nig to connect with my restless designs
Left behind a trail of stardust
In my comet tail harvest
My spirit’s infinite so I throw my thoughts to the farthest
Reach of my rhyme
‘Till I seek and I find
The last place that I’m asleep in my mind
Chorus
A beast of magic and lore
Through the tragic I sore
With the habit to hoard all these raps I afford
Through tribulation and trial
I keep facing denial
Move o n to the next mile and place the page in the pile
Then I see these weak hearts
Straight sellin’ stupidness
I know I got to be smart and not stop doin’ this
‘Cuz I’m doper than that
I’m supposed to do rap
Even though the art is cloaked by these jokers who lack
A sense of sensing their own senselessness
So offensively dense
With their sentences
That I must defend on principle
Their attempts so minimal
With this intricate art when they start
It’s fuckin’ criminal
I rise from my slumber
In the skies drums of thunder
My brain reigns fire
On the liars caught down under
Take cover when I hover at the jam mate
I’ll have you searching for my sound
Across the underground landscapes
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3. |
Getting Things Together
04:43
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This aint a story of surprise
We realized what we were doing
Me and your mom made a bond
So we could put you in-
Side a life that's wide and bright
With two people as guiding lights
Where Daddy is a husband and your mommy is a bride and wife
This here's a storey that's all about you
And to God I give the glory for what we're about to do
But it's testing me
I'm questioning
My life like its on trial
The pressure gets to pestering
And wrestling my smile
I dropped out of college to find my own wealth
I spent my 20s making money
But I spent it on myself
Wasn't thinking of you
Or the future I'd been making
I never thought I would care about how much money I could rake in
It's easy in the years when your peers are all broke
But now I'm here and I fear that I won't float the boat
So before it sinks
I'm gonna start swimming
Cuz now that we got you I think it's just the beginning
Of things getting better and life having meaning
I might sound a little streesesed
But baby I'm beaming
Cuz your coming out
In just a little more time
nd you belong to no one else
Just Mommy's and mine
I'm getting things together
Before you get here
Trying to it better than ever
And the best year
I've been
Making changes
Nothing's the same as befor
I'm steady getting' ready
For what's next in store
Your Mom is the bomb
And everybody knows
You've been going 'round with her
Everywhere she goes
It's your whole universe
Inside of her belly
And it's been spinning like hell
That's what she tells me
Even though she's eating right
She's not sleeping nights
She's got you in her
And in you you got some fight
It kinda' makes us crazy
Even though we were before
We spend our days lazy
With a mattress on the floor
We're in love little one
And I know that you can feel it
It's been going on so long
It's strong enough to heal it-
Self with the help of a little understanding
Hope your ready for this passion
To pass it on is what we're planning
So in turn you'll return
The loving that you've learned
To a world that needs you in whatever way you learned
Things that we like
Things that we hate
Things we try to stop
And things we create
In deciding what's what
I wanna participate
So when it's time to break out
Baby don't hesitate
Cuz your Moms will be there
And so will I
Totally prepared to take care of our little guy
If it's what you need I will do
Whatever I have to
But what some people have
Dad won't give it to you
It could be sums of money
Maybe tons of stuff
You can't always have it all
But you will always have enough
Cuz I pledge this young Hedges
To whatever end it's endless
As long as I'm alive
You will never descend friendless
Into hopelessness
I'll alwaqys hope for the best
Hold you close to my chest
And go for broke to invest
In you welfare
Well cared for you will be
Be the best I can be
Underneath the canopy
Of God's plan for me
And I hope it paves the way for you to stay and stand with me
How can it be
That someone so small
Could make a man feel his life is bigger than it all
Cuz life's been kicking me
But I feel you kicking back
And that's the kind of friend
I need to keep me on track
From hopeless to focused is how I feel I've switched
I'm standing at the plate in life
And you're the first pitch
My heart skips a beat as I'm poised for connection
I've been searching for myself
I think I found my reflection
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4. |
Language
05:46
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I have these somewhere. In my head at the very least.
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5. |
Reality
04:22
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I rip twisted sides of me
Just to be free
Of my empty exempting L-I-F-E
I try to cancel my number
And forget my name
Cuz I'm to blame
If my game
Is trained to find fame
Sane is not as plain
As you might expect
Cuz you gotta act crazy
If you wanna catch wreck
No regrets except
If your not hearing the next
Mic check from Lefspek
Coming correct
The souls of my vans
Are tasting asphalt
While of the soul of this man
Is facing mental assault
For a time it locked me down
But now I opened the vault
Add a sting to the sound like vinegar and salt
Transforming matter
Like paper from pulp
To connect your heads and toes
Like a somersault
I'm coming from my own reality
It's mine alone so frown or smile at me
Yo I'll hold it down so the sound keeps unique
Context till the next
Time we meet
I face freakiness
When I place this on pages
Cuz the creepiness
Of existence keeps chasin'
The logic of my mind in time and space
I wanna tell the truth now
With no need to erase
So my rhyme finds facts
To build my case
So I can break the shit down
Like a solo on bass
Remember what I say
Before you recall my face
Then I know I turned it out
Without being replaced
I'm about as underrated as honesty
And who's my worst critic?
Yo c'mon it's me
But with every rhyme I write
I feel more free
And connect to respective
Destiny
Negative shit
Is always tempting me
Away from a life
Meant to be exemplary
To block out and lock
Spot fought mentally
And to stop all the thoughts
That God has sent to me
It divides my time
Like the turn of a century
Everything I learn seems to burn
With intensity
Lighting up my life
Like a new forming entity
Some say “Life is mine”
Now I see that it's lent to me
To hold a bit of time
To be spent intentionally
Making love to my world
Inter-dimensionally
Mind body and soul
With exact contempt for thee
Blackness that in fact just
Wants to empty me
Of the elements that I keep defensively
Like war on my life and I'm in the trenches deep
With automatic rounds
To pound the sound till I dent the beat
With automatic rounds to pound the sound till I dent the beat
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6. |
Freestyle
01:55
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7. |
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I forget them
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8. |
What It Takes
03:52
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I know your feindin'
Scheming reason
Breathing for the sleeves of them
Records
For the deck turns
To catch wreck burns
Check what's next to learn
As a turntablist
Concerned abled wrist
Crossfader enablist
Committed to you playlist
Like a sound sadist
getting' off on the cost
Of rotating who made this
Pro fading and insane mix
To watch the ladies swing their hips
And have the fellas finger tips
Biggin' it up
Diggin' corrupt
Manipulation
Not found on radio stations
Underground alien nation
Seek profound compilations
Of sound complication
Bowing down to dedication
With pronounced participation
This goes out to heads who have headphones for ears
Stayed at home alone with tables
Despite their spouses tears
Traded cable to enable payments on their gear
And been spinning' so long that they forget the fucking year
That they started and parted paths
With the rest
Of retarded shallow hearted
Record playing guests
That claiming they got more
But of course they've got less
Cuz the secrets of the crates that are deepest best kept
By the peeps who seek to create
An innate deck check
That infiltrates your cortex and leaves nothing but respect
With Fable and Breaker
It ain't hard for me to see
That these quarter inch cables
Are attached to their arteries
Smarter than me
At the art of beats
Fodder for feet
What hi hat is phat
And what track did they snatch that scratch
coded speech
And overloaded speakers
They painted footprints on the floor for where they put their sneakers
Tapping toes
On the threshold
Of untold dope tones
I feel like I'm invisible when they;re wearing headphones
Carving into vinyl like they;re widdling soap stone
So stoked they don't toke or cope with their home phone
Clone domes sharing chromosomes
And black stacks
Of funk flapjacks
And some jazz tracks
To slap back a soul clap
Relax and catch where the habitat is at
Rapid scratch sliding back on slip mats
Like they're having fits of finger
Spasm attacks
You don't know the time it takes to make sound bend
Until you get close and focused
With these musical men
I always big up my boys cause their noise it transcends
And the same goes for pros
Who know what the hook meant
They can make you sweat
They can make you chill
To come correct on the decks
Is to reflect the will
Of the people
Speak equal to street flow
Unique so
You freak your feet
To catch the next beat sequel
enhancing while your dancing'
Hands demanding a champion
Vinyl libraries fly with ease
To keep their peeps panting
Cut up the spaces
With faces hardcore
Intent and bent
On taking you places
You haven't been before
The message my man's sending
Is transcending the vibe
There's no pretending when your mending
Pending rhythms live
Expectation is a factor
But there's no lack for tracks
Imitations actors get slack
And bring it back wack
For the third time
The words I rhyme are in a forward motion
That's why I Identify
With Djs with the same devotions
Like motions for the masses
Wax lotions for their asses
To keep them smooth and bumping'
Don't look your girls shook
And about to jump in
To the culture on the floor
Social vultures hit the door
Something about the bass
Makes the place not care no more
That's the beauty of music
And those who choose to use it
As an expression of life
Before they lose it
In a world filled with woe
They find tempos and fuse it
You knows you knows
When it goes to the souls
Of the true kids
Listening and blistering
With serious intention
But it takes time to bind the mind
Did I forget to mention
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9. |
B-Boy Bastards
07:00
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B- boy bastards
Bash the words half plastered
Tree sacks taxed till the passed herbs
Had it's last turn
Emence MCs
With a complex sense of relevence
Squashing weak shit in this jungle
Like vexed elephants
Spoken word herd
Turned electronic nerd
We canvass canvasses blurred and disturbed
By cannabis
Homegrown headphone domes
Spittin' into chrome microphones
And soaking spit sponges
Eating shit lunches
Suspicious books with vicious hooks
And quick punches
Bass kicked in
Neck snapped by the snare
We replace the space with rhythm
You get trapped like a hare
That's my hip-hop or death
When I got time you got less
10 more years of cigarettes
And I'd have no breath left
I'm the best kept headline
Back of the breadline
Cash flow constantly tapped
Below the red line
Out to get mine
When I rep rhyme
Proceeding
With what your needing
Feeding Hip hop head minds
You don't wanna hear it
Stand near us
We demand clearest concept
Wrong step
Means a step back
From song to set
We take the long trek for tracks
Squeezing the truth from the lies of the game
They repeat what's in the street
We never try it again
Travelling paths no else
No one has happened to pas
Standing in the unknown
Throwing javelin shafts
On point like an arrow
Loosed, true to the last
Soon to outlast
These cartoons of our craft
Abstract and advanced
Like aliens had enhanced
Our insights in dim light
Ears don't have a chance
The barrage of montage
Action over music
We find freedom everyday
So many players play to loose it
We creep by men
Who act like violent sirens
When we're peeped by them
Our hip hop mileage surprises
Can't contest
From the chest catalogues
An Imax quest
Unravelled in analog
Battle over dramatic
Attention addicts
Who always cause static
Cuz they know they don't have have it
We keep it intrinsic
Kinsman kindred
Who never loose sight of the belief
We begin with
And the start of the day
The lyricist way
Flip a fresh page
And let the beat play
I'm not what they expected
Like a cop I'm connected
You can stop acting hectic
What I drop gets respected
Because it's real shit
Feel it like a heel kick
From the top rope
Of dope you get choked
Like you be smokin' spliffs
I wrote this
While dipping my pen in a soap dish
So I could come as clean
As the rope of the pope is
My scope is
Panoramic
For hope I scan this planet
Probe your mind you'll wake up naked in a sand pit
Barely aware of me
But somehow sense my presence
Varily impaired
It seems your brought back to the present
I'm star steppin'
And catching the cosmos
Where time is far fetched
And the physical laws get broke
I'm eternal
And eternaly tackling
Burnin' burnouts
When they hear my fire crackling
When I'm on the Mic
Like M. Night
It's a happening
Rocking on the beats that keep
The bass bins rattling
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10. |
Don't Sweat
02:09
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11. |
More Often
03:05
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12. |
Father No More
04:40
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Born into your addiction
Habitual friction
Typical position
Of so many children missing
Stability
Enabling your ability
To turn the tables willingly
From nice guy to nasty
Scream until you were raspy
Have me panicked and gasping
Praying you weren't staying
And that you'd walk past me
Wanted to be anywhere but there
In your moody nightmare
Threw up my supper sometimes
Cuz I was so scared
Disciplined in anger
My innocence in danger
Went to church every week
but to them you were a stranger
Secret psychopath
Screaming that you might go mad
But you were and you are
With your mind in a jar
In these last ten years I never know where you are
Tortured by your demons
On hand outs your leaning
Camoed out and scheming
How to get what your needing
The Booze
Liquid loose
Oozes out of your pores
You snooze in you shoes
On a concrete floor
Clothes tattered
Hair matted
Hands battered by the wilderness
Madd hatter chatter chatter
Prattles from your swilling lips
A picture hard to paint
In my mind's eye
Cuz you are what you aint
Straight tainted by
I lie you were living
By me you've been forgiven
But you faint
Every time your restraints
Make you give in
Never been farther before
You are my father no more
You have my pardon to pour
I know you're starving to score
But I'm no longer sitting
Beside you while you sipping
There's a weight between love and hate
And my scale is tipping
As a man my plan
Was to conquer my fear
Because of Dad
I always ran when conflict came near
In any debate
Anxiety gave chase
Until the day it kept pace
And I punch him in the face
Tears dropped shell shocked
Surprised Pops
With my fierceness
After so many years
He could finally hear this
Defense in present tense
Of what his actions implement
I'm a conqueror
That's what my name Vincent meant
No more would I cower
Beneath paternal power
Abusive contusions
Bruised this fruit gone sour
Fermenting in a bucket of blame
Tormenting myself
With his spell still stuck in my brain
Criticisms put downs
Cynicism cold frown
Pessimistic vibe
Like hanging 'round an old clown
The speck of respect
Makes up half of my name
But I regret
The neglect
Has had exceptional gain
Lived alone enough to know
The negative has to go
But he'll always be that
Unless he can change and grow
No apologies
Could call to me a reason to go back
He's on his own to stand alone in a sinking sand trap
I can't help but feel bad
Cuz my Dad is roaming homeless
Situation sad
That it had to get so hopeless
But I've been fucked up long enough
Can't let him steal my focus
Like rain to my flame
And a drain on how I cope with
My own life
Child and wife
Depend on my actions
Gotta put my crutches down
And clutch the sound
While I rapped
Negative voice
Trapped in my brain
Telling me I got no choice
We're exactly the same
Devil's development
Unsettles my sane
But it's lies and embellishments
I got break the chain
Raise my sons to believe
Everything they see in me
By conquering the demons
That try to seize the tree
That they fall from
When its all done
And said
I hope to be a calming presence
Evident in their heads
And not add to scoring
Of absorbing horror stories
Raise kids like I did
Who have love and respect for me
Enriched by expressions and art
Only knowing encouraging lessons
And good impressions from the start
I set the spark alight
And in my afterlife I'll watch it blaze
It was far for right
And dark as night
But I caught the rays
Reflected from an eclectic
Sense of self
I reject those reckless deeds
As they're dealt
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13. |
Another Freestyle
00:54
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14. |
Dreamscapes
06:47
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So early
That my mind rewinds
To get back to the time
When I unconscious want this sleep
Count sheep and keep on with
Dreamworld peeps
To reap deep disposition
Looking glass took on tasks
Booking past missed info missions
Fishing through bogs
Moss logs toss frogs
Like lost pogs
In some flipping facts game
Slipping back to same
Situations
In which few knew cases
Of they way my brain displaces
Reality replaces
Totality stasis
With normality face lifts
That change from strange
To in range myths
Off possible outcomes
Lost are full shouts when I run
From emotional spouts
Otherwise blind, deaf and dumb
Spun
Without doubt
That this is how it should be
Or that makes sense
Camped out under psychosis
That in past tense
Would have been bent tents
That lent fleeting security
The words in me take image
While surly burly brain cells
Swell in a curly scrimmage
Capitalizing on lies to bring
The truth to the surface
A purpose
To the powers that I posses
Blessed with less stress
By what's guessed in subconsciousness
A test once left
Unless pressed I'll forget
So much for the crutch
Of what I expect to regret
That ship can't stop me now
Cuz I'm asleep and keeping the bow
Of this vessel afloat
Wrestle with hope
And throw a rope to being dope
Cuz it can't help me cope here
In the universe between my ears
The soon to be hurt and feared
Senses sense senselessness
Eyes slide open to the intense presences
Of being awake and having to take
Time to rhyme out my sentences
Like repentance for this
For the things I mention quick
That my intention is
To become something sick
So tired
Wired on caffeine beans
A means to keep keen and awake
Perculate lakes to escape slumber
My pillow takes a number
Still and cold waits till I get under
The covers again
So it can smother my brain
But I'm awake and walking around now
Clocking sound and how
It stops ticking
When hip hop
Just isn't
Tip top ten is glistening
Fishing for things
To wish for your wings with
Myth money funny
You might not have it
When you follow the white rabbit
To dreamscapes
Filled with serene streams and lakes
Where no fiends cash
Takes credit
set it into motion
Have to laugh
When a raft
Appears in an ocean
Just because I needed it
Things happen cuz I'm dreaming swift
Solutions proceeding with pollutions
To my subconscious
Making or breaking
Situations from some bond of sense
For the logic in there
Raw bits compare
Laws which slip unaware
Through daily life
To the absurdities
That a churning me
In this learning tree
Of night
Of course they don't match
But the source is under the same latch
My mind sense of time being the only patch
On the untapped gap of space
Slapped on the map
And snapped back
And trapped up between either place
Well I could fly before
But now is that the case
Life's been moving too fast
But I guess now I'm on the chase
This land of sleep creeps into wells where I weep
Searches the depths deep
For the rewards to reap
From sadness or fear
In madness my ears hear
Exactly what I am
So that my eyes see clear
VS 3
Coming to
From running through
A funny few seconds
Memory review
Sent to me views
Inventing new impressions
Now I'm second guessing
This dimension is pressing
My third eyelid down
The words I said drown
Blurred by a disturbed cry in my head
A dreaded sound
An alarm triggering
An ear harming
Shitty ring
Causing an arm to quickly bring
A slap to the snooze
This interaction I choose
Snaps the last bits that fuse
Any faction that proves
That I was even there or knew what I was doing
Painfully unaware of what I cared for
Or was perusing
I knew things that mattered
But now they've all scattered
Like scared scurrying scavengers
Having heard words splattered
In a different context
Which dismiss the tense of text
Meant to imprint what comes next
Inject my reasoning
From a new start point
Like reassessing how I see things
After smoking a joint
No matter how convicted
Things seem lifted now
Through this dreamworld drifted
Gifts of mystic vows
Of what the plan is
I can't demand this information
I can only hope for a cold store
Of a subconscious equation
That adds one to the sum
Of hours that I subtract
From the previous day I leave
To the next that I come back
With never a true sense for how long its been
Or just how far
Maybe one day they make a mental VCR
That could track down my travels
And unravel the trip
A brain wave radar with some accurate blips
That help me locate the state
In which I created it
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15. |
The Heights
04:38
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16. |
Get Up Sircut Breaker
01:08
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17. |
Keep It Down
02:35
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18. |
STOP
02:46
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19. |
The Habit
03:20
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20. |
Why U Telling Me
04:56
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