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City Of Smoke

by Phantom Balance

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1.
Jelly Fish 03:34
2.
Back Again 03:28
3.
4.
Trapped 03:14
5.
My World 03:01
6.
Welcome 02:53
7.
Ambush 02:43
8.
Massive Drop 03:06
9.
Zone 03:25
10.
I Am 02:39
11.
Henchmen 03:09
12.
Co(2) 02:31
13.
Frank Villon- I was walkin down the street, and felt surrounded by evil I turned around and noticed I was being followed by four different people Four people turned to four hundred Four hundred turned to four million Four million turned to four billion I jumped in the crowd and blendid in like a chameleon There I was, I was trapped There was going in, but there was no comin back I had to be like an animal, to survive, I had to adapt Ha, so go ahead, light up the torches Grab the nails, grab the boards, build the fortress Grab the guns, yep, grab the pocket knifes Me and four billion other people gonna rock tonight PAIN Its what you smokin, its what you addicted to, its what controls your BRAIN It’s the sex it’s the dugs its the violence its killin its like COCAINE Sometimes you gotta get loud and jump in the crowd just to feel SANE We say fuck the sun, go head bring the Rain It’s the things that test ya, it’s the prescription pills in ya moms dressa It’s the catholic priest gone molesta it’s the rest of evil demons that catch ya it’s the runaways and juveniles bookin it’s the cops, shootin without lookin these are things you’ll have to get used to they tell you to freeze, you freeze, but they still shoot ya PAIN Its what you smokin, its what you addicted to, its what controls your BRAIN It’s the sex it’s the dugs its the violence its killin its in the VEINS Of the nice guy finishin last just waitin to attack to feel SANE It’s a little truth stuck in a lie, it’s the things you regret sucking you Dry Ezrah Ounce- A billion pick pockets, the jailers look but This thief he cannot be caught A malfunction of the prophets, No matter how hard you try it cannot be turned off there was no pity, the troops got gritty, said to get that theif they’d turn this city into dust they want it gone, they say they want it dead, but instead go ahead now just just turn this up an ant hole built into a castle full of ammo this is supernatural watch it rush they are comin gonna convert us into nothin cause this is something they could never touch not the first ones to come try and hurt us, this army of squirt guns gonna make those buildings rust got handed a dismal blastin but managed to sit back and watch those cannons bust it leveled homes never know how it got me but ill never fold these metal bones cannot be crushed and most lied in an attempt to be sly a ghost inside this systems trust A mass of shadows, separatist piano play Lord of the curb side king of the alleyway Was born on streets gun fights as the back drop Sons of the concrete, daughters of the black top Fucked up the brain mutilated, I cant stop The altitude grasped it tried to to make the lungs pop Moved had to dance amongst cascading gun shots Waltzed up with a million thieves, to watch the sun drop Frank Villon- Were going to war, there armies enforced with cops We’ve got busted bottles, broken boards and rocks They say they fight for freedom, I guess we fight for less So you can give me life, or you can give me… Ezrah Ounce- Violent digital, focus the frequency A problem with the analog, a clog in the machinery We used to be at rest yes, we used to be at peace Before we knew the difference from what it is, and what it seems to be See the screen rolls with numbers that fade and switch A fast set of calculation that’s amazing and quick Its conduct makes the product they create and then pitch You are a statistic, another person way to get rich You are whats analyzed, you are a corporations battle lines In fact you are categorized By your race and religion and what you taste in that chicken What you hate that is different, the myspace pages you clicken It’s the mission to know what makes you tick What makes you feel good, what makes you sick What makes you smart, what makes you wanna fight back They gotta stop it before it starts, cause they don’t like that (Written by Erick blue, and Alex Blue, All rights reserved)
14.
Secrets Move 04:24
Ezrah Ounce- let me describe a simple picture And we held hands, our fingers were twisted you did a dance and the world was spinnen rain in pulsin sky, the crickets were singin flame in open eyes became love with quickness strange, when multiplied plus by the distance knew it was different in the fact I couldnt kick it a witness, to your silent hit list stood unphathomably still, like what is this? (Chorus= Singing. Your guess is as good as mine ) Ezrah Ounce- Ensnared tangled tripped, unaware unable gripped pinned pushed smashed weekly packed up then unpacked so neatly needy never endin night im thinkin here we go, here we go again and this seems, to be the path and pattern we take Wierd in the way we never restin stressin and stressin fightin til we breathless here is where we made memory clocked in a mentioning locked without sensory Years passed in the blink of an eye it made you think of a time you didnt sink and then cry Tears bursted with agony clear in the strangling fear in that vacancy droped from the pedastal, heart stop the sentance flow hard on the breathin but the rush was incredible your heart broke in keepin you, yes I found a piece or two and when I watched your secrets move, my soul found a thief in you I watched your secrets move I watched your secrets move I watched your secrets move, my soul found a thief in you, my soul found a thief in you (Chorus- Singing) Frank Villon Yeah we conversated, then I contemplated did she know the difference from love, and a crush went complicated hold up, hold the phone how I am suppose to hold you down when I cant even hold my own and yeah we had our bad times, and we had our troubled days then she put the bottle down and I put the drugs away but we forgot that we still had an addict mindset the lies crept in and we started to get violent it was the cussin and the discussion and the battlein she adapted to the pain so she thought she was happy then when I got out of treatment, you stayed over you kept me from relapsin you helped me stay sober you were mad and upset, mad when I left but its all good as long as we both have the respect the fightin was natural, thats just what people do my soul found a thief in you, my soul found a thief in you Written by Erick Blue (Ezrah Ounce) and Alex Blue (Frank Villon) All rights reserved.
15.
D.D (skit) (free) 01:35
16.
D.U.I 03:44
Ezrah Ounce- I looked n saw the flames as they leapt The smoke scent mixin with the whiskey on my breath The car I was sittin in it must of wrecked Blood on my shirt and a twistin in my neck I wasn’t sure, if I'd be burned to death Cause the car door didn’t budge when I pressed So I kicked it, then I kicked it again Drops of shattered glass prickin my skin Stepped into a world full of midnight and blackness Walked away from the car as it burned into ashes I heard the snappin of some twigs and some branches trying to figure out "what the fuck just happened" "Damn it" is all I said while tryin to keep applyin pressure but the blood kept climbin and that’s when thoughts came so surprisin if I was in the passenger who the hell was drivin EO Chorus x 2 Lord please forgive, what I did As I walk into this world, where I live With the chaos and the crazy, that I bring Til I one day meet this consequence Frank Villon- Started to drive, tried to drive slow, drive steady just in case we bumped heads with the pot belly's all of a sudden this light foot it got heavy prolly from the eight oxies I popped twenty minutes ago it was a sickenin blow adrenalin rush so there was no shiftin it slow all of a sudden a dip and a turn rims tongue kissin the curb that’s when the hundred mile an hour flippen occurred My whole body bounced against the ceilin The wind shield knocked all of my teeth in there was a hole in my throat it wouldn’t stop bleedin I was caught in the wreckage had complications breathin I started screamin, for my brothers name but he was drunk and must of forgot I was there, so he started leavin as the whole car ignited in flames the last thing that went through my brain was FV Chorus x 2 Lord please forgive, what I did As I walk into this world, where I live With the chaos and the crazy, that I bring Til I one day meet this consequence Written by Erick Blue(ezrah Ounce) and Alex Blue (Frank Villon). All rights reserved.

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A thrilling tale of vengeance, drugs, violence, and triumph in the burned out belly of a city gone wrong. A story of survival'ing in a place so sedated and mutant it can only be found in the dark depths of your brain... on fire. Welcome yourself to the City of Smoke

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released January 14, 2010

Ezrah Ounce - E.Blue
Frank Villon - A.Blue
Recorded at Pulse River Studios
exe production- K.Patrick,A.Blue,E.Blue
Beat production- Blunted Sultan, Emu, DTP music, Velvet Nightmare

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