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Dead Eclipse

by Contradusk

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Eclipsed 09:36
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Winter Rain 04:43
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I’m in my own zone Days I’ve been solo I make my own bro Emotions, I know those This game is my dojo I feel like the ghost is haunting me No one is applauding me They’re all looking false to me But I killed it quick, revealed the clip I asked ‘em if they feel this shit Conceal it quick I just want success off this music so bad I do this for the love Anything else gets me mad I just wanna do myself proud Built back up myself, I don’t need your help now I’m loving life now, I love how it sounds I’m running this now, I run to the pounds But the beats that I keep close Helped me, but I kill the ghost
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Escape Route 04:07
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Before you were there And now you're gone I don't recognise What's in front of my eyes It's like you're dead And you've been for long But why don't I cry? You wonder why I'm not the same as before I don't play your games now Don't have time to waste now Play with you alone I’ve lost my mind, I must be blind right now
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Drive Home 03:52
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The future isn’t to explore The futuristic’s at the door Better zone out Smokin’ a J and than I roll out The 2000’s were the old sound I froze time and captured it in submission If I don’t try then I hand in my submission Applyin’ tricks like a magician But there is no trick in this clock I’m Alfred Hitchcock, the way that I twist plots So I’m back on Put a back pack on And ride to the nightfall My mind’s gone criminal I’m stackin’ the odds like a convict Livin’, I’m trapped in the walls And I walk in the office I’m starving I came from mars and stepped like a Martian Tripped on a sergeant, flawless victory of becoming a target Awful posture, snappin the fingers Caution Ryan’s comin’ An artist that won’t stop ‘till a monster has started Droppin’ the population across the nation That stall is vacant I’ll start the racin’ without the patients I’ll punch your face in I’ll break your legs And that won’t stop until your body’s a carcass Independent motherfucker livin’ I’m livin’ n’ rippin’ n thinkin’ a minute Could’ve ended every little single thing And I’ma be giving it everythin’ up at the beginning I’m keeping it flowin’ I gotta be an element ahead of it A second I’ma get ‘em when I hit ‘em wit venom I gotta elevate him up an elevator Snappin’ like an alligator I’ma renovate his body turn into a fuckin’ terminator Pushin’ through a ventilator Ain’t no other body better Developin’ turbulence, enterin’ the body Like I’m doin’ a fuckin’ surgery Eliminate anybody kinda gonna get rid you I’m bringing it all given a fuck about whoever to Back with a vengeance, This shit’s a game and I’m Ralph cause I wreck shit Walk in an old folks home start wrestlin’ Grandpas cheesed, just like a pension Pushin’ your ass right to detention Locked in a box sword up, I’m fencin’ Workin’ it out, just like I’m flexing And I’m makin’ you stand up like erections And boom, no pretending When it comes to the lyrics I am ventin’, I invented I And if I invent it I am ventin’, vent in to my inventions I invented I perception I divided Ryan and R|P And if I invent it I can bend it I can send it I supply the rhymes and find the time to fight the bandit I prevent it, I prevented Hyper tension, my inventions Gave me addictions None can touch so bring everybody in It’s an intervention! It’s a lesson, flippin’ em off I’m defensive Smooth cuts in the ice I’m finessing You want teaching? I do lessons! I’ve been fuckin’ up kids, since adolescence Average isn’t what I’m getting’ I suggest you shut the fuck up Before I raise my hand like I’m asking a fucking question And my backs to the home And my fronts to the road I stopped time - but still R|P, he never froze Pandemonium mode - I’m ecstatic I’m havin’ flashes of axes Slashin’ passions and slappin’ my ass up Having to make me pull out this tragic Forces of masters sword clashin’ with iron and fire I’m forced to have a known matter This chloroform hasn’t had any impact On any of these known actors You need more magic, the flow havoc on Prozac Surpressin’ my own matters You don’t matter - so therefore You are no matter The flow is all in the can Bobby Boucher is here so stop making fun of me I’m opened the can of whoop ass You won’t survive it So there’s the exit I’m bringing this whole nation down - like Brexit You got no substance, so who’s next? Y’all are flatter than Iggy Azalea’s fuckin’ breasts Bitch!
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Ascension 12:31

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3rd Studio LP from Contradusk, originally released March 27th 2017.

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released March 27, 2017

All music composed, arranged, mixed, produced and mastered by Contradusk.

© 2017 Mightio Records. All rights reserved.

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Contradusk UK

Alternative electronic music artist and producer, who dabbles in various electronic subgenres.

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