Inside the Circle
by ST x LIAM
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Lift Off
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Realness
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Trying to Know
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Eclipse
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Illusion
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Shouts
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about
"Get inside the circle, you'll believe all my ish…"
You never know how far a line will take you. Sometimes, it lives and dies with the song it's in, and other times, it sticks with you and oftentimes takes a whole different meaning as life goes on. More than a follow-up to Fresh Crops, Inside the Circle is an evolution and a trip inside ST and Liam's philosophies. It's a dose of the overview effect, a look into the grand scheme of things.
Shouts out to everyone that played a part in this project - .nox, Chibi and all the others that were there to influence us, keep it real with us or simply give their support along the way.
YOU ARE NOW INSIDE THE CIRCLE.
You never know how far a line will take you. Sometimes, it lives and dies with the song it's in, and other times, it sticks with you and oftentimes takes a whole different meaning as life goes on. More than a follow-up to Fresh Crops, Inside the Circle is an evolution and a trip inside ST and Liam's philosophies. It's a dose of the overview effect, a look into the grand scheme of things.
Shouts out to everyone that played a part in this project - .nox, Chibi and all the others that were there to influence us, keep it real with us or simply give their support along the way.
YOU ARE NOW INSIDE THE CIRCLE.
credits
released 05 May 2013
All tracks produced by Liam, except Illusion, produced by Liam and SimonTempo.
All tracks recorded at LM Cool Cat Studio, except for Always Keep It Real, recorded at Da Coast Records.
All tracks were written by ST, except for Eclipse, written by Liam and ST as well as Always Keep It Real, written by ST, .nox and Chibi.
All rights reserved to Liam and ST.
Artwork by Liam.
2013
Contact:
Info/booking: stxliam@gmail.com
Twitter: @ST514 @_liamliamliam
All tracks produced by Liam, except Illusion, produced by Liam and SimonTempo.
All tracks recorded at LM Cool Cat Studio, except for Always Keep It Real, recorded at Da Coast Records.
All tracks were written by ST, except for Eclipse, written by Liam and ST as well as Always Keep It Real, written by ST, .nox and Chibi.
All rights reserved to Liam and ST.
Artwork by Liam.
2013
Contact:
Info/booking: stxliam@gmail.com
Twitter: @ST514 @_liamliamliam
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- Track Name: Realness
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If I had a million bucks for every time I gave a fuck
I'd barely be a millionaire, I never seen a ceiling here
I'm just barely feeling air, I can't establish limits here
I'm just trying to fly, welcome to the sinner's lair
Interfere, feel the fist as the first of my winning pair
I ain't got no third eye bitch my vision been impaired
No illuminati carbon copies of the missionaire
French make it rhyme, stupid fuck pick up a dictionnaire
Reference rappers reeling in for the fishes
They going for the line, I'm going for the picture
Bigger than the frame they were ever in
They could never win, they just here to clean my dishes, bitches
Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown of thorns
I'd sleep like a newborn if this was my final song
Ugh, the realness
Ok, I was sent here to better the human race
Better later than never, we moving at a stupid pace
Love is hate, we started bashing on Cupid's face
Now everything laced, cloud nine is a huge disgrace
Smoke weed to clear my mind, soothing grace
That petrol, impossible to say its use is safe
Soma fiends poppin pills like they doing base
Famished, food so bad it feels more like fuel intake
If this the cruelest fate, then I'm in a shooting phase
I'm going out on my own terms like feuding states
Damn, I'm high off that realness
Got weed as well, but I get by with this real shit
I don't need any big words for you to feel this
Never footed in a circle, I'm giving y'all a REAL twist
It's keep you on your heels tip, limitless, fearless
I'm speaking my piece, shit, it'll make your ears twitch
That fukushima, don't wanna come near this
My wrath is godly, and you been told to fear it
Peel clips, bananas for monkeys in the zoo
What I shoot is a problem you gon have to deal with…
REALNESS - Track Name: Trying to Know
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I was born in 89 with a crazy mind
Lately I'm looking back at the past tryna find way behind
What I can't see in front of me, passenger seatbelt on comfortably
Like it's all part of a great design
I wish I could make this mind believe that
Imagine having a friend who can always provide feedback
Who answers all the questions without having to read facts
I guess the only question is do you really need that?
It's probably hard to answer this
When you were born already signed up for a membership
Look at the world around the time when December splits
Saying grace even though nobody gives a shit
The power of prayer is the power of the pray
To become the predator at any moment of day
Belief in one's self, fuelled by love or hate
By a system of victims asking a God to be saved…
A fraud can be great, but never authentic
And a God can't be made to fit in our image
Look at the universe and all the shit in it
And you think WE have the answer for all that's infinite?
Billions of galaxies, Star Wars scenarios far away
We can't even have peace in our own estate
We go to war for golden states, warriors lost
Looking for wages in the golden age
Tell me how can you say we got the soul
When we can't even work towards a common goal
Tell me what kind of collective wisdom
Allows us to act like we got control, cause I'm trying to know... - Track Name: Eclipse
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LIAM:
He gets paid cause he writes rhymes
I get paid to fuck around with these bass lines
Ugh. You know the product it's capital M
Thick frames on my nose it's the L-I-A-M
Might look nice, but imma shank you
Cut you in slice, plate em, serve you
Your wife join me start kneeling
Remmington 870 start pumping
You're late on this one baby brother
Took the same joint and I flipped it better
And TTT or LMCCP?
Either way gon' get murder you see
Better watch me get my based god on
FC's on the train you're trying to get on
Come with your friend make sure we get it on
ST and best. Fresh Crops will live on
ST:
ST - Storm Trooper without lasers
Better return them if you ask favours
I'm peaceful but I can snap later
Got a double barrel to blast haters, castrate em
Violence is bad but boredom is a hobby, yup
Commy stuff, AK-47 get your Nazis fucked
Can't hold the rifle right, if you hit someone, it's probably butt
You wanna collab? I'll get your whole possee cut
Trust the team, we got your best interests in mind
And that means we want your trust fund cream
I'm going Afghani on these muthafuckers
Sneak attack, leaking back, we lost another brother, uh
Shit, it's the best and the Best
Capital M, monopoly I take the last row and leave you the rest
Hot fiya - identify you by your dentistry
Disappear - pay Liam to make you a new identity - Track Name: Illusion
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Oh - so you watching the news
Tick tock the clock going through
Minutes pass - oh so confused
In at last, it's all feeling new
Finish last, gimmicks pass
Image crashed, but they're keeping the rule
Cynics laugh, business path
Those with the knowledge lead the abuse - but
If a nation of millions can't hold us back
Why a few thousand leading all the pack
Shoulder strap on lil soldier remind him who's the boss and who he sposed to attack
Rolling strapped - and they get on fields
Dropping bombs like it's exxxon deals
Growing strong as their rep is sealed in an imprint get shit set for real
Extra millz, extra millz
Why they tryna act like they ain't wreck the wheel?!
Stoned age, they don't play
Keep us zombified while the checks are filled
Get that money money cause the paper getting funny
They setting the weather whatever fits when they make it sunny
…and if the rest are getting hungry
Make it rain like david blaine teleporting to another country
Shit, it might sound funny to you
But it don't seem funny to me
They believe things that they ain't never seen
I done told y'all that you can never sleep
They don't listen, nope, they don't listen
Society don't care if it don't glisten
If it goes missing, and it's non-christian
Who will give a fuck cause it ain't your mission
So say fuck that shit, might as well abide if the run that shit
So load that clip, buck that clip, - go ahead society, cut that wrist
HOOK:
LOOK LEFT, GO RIGHT
TRY NOT TO BLINK IN THE STROBE LIGHT
COLD LIFE, NO RIGHTS
THEY TRYNA MAKE YOU GOUGE OUT YOUR OWN EYES
IGNORANCE, NOT THE RAPPING KIND
LEADS THE CONFUSION TO THE MINDS
EYES CLOSED, MINDS TOO
ILLUSIONS EVERYWHERE THEY LEAD THE BLIND
ILLUSIONS, ILLUSIONS
CLOSED EYES CAN'T SEE THE MOVEMENT
ILLUSIONS, ILLUSIONS
CLOSED MINDS CAN'T HEAR THE MUSIC
ILLUSIONS, BETTER KNOW THIS
WEIGHT OF THE WORLD ON YOUR SHOULDERS
WILL YOU ACT?
CAN YOU BACK ALL THAT SMART TALK WHEN IT'S OVER?
Simon's wisdom
Shown on track feel the fire within
Blinded vision, wise decisions
The two don't mix like crime and children
So I'm mayan with it
Feel the future slip by our system
See the shooters clips dying with em'
They tryna prove a point that they could never make so the stakes are fake
And the trials are fiction
People got a mild addiction, feed em lies, feed em fries
Feed em fat fucking burgers, foetus-sized
Freedom muthafucka ain't it free to die
Penalized, cause it ain't free to live so the fees just rise
And evil lies in the feeble eyes of an old rich man that can't see his thighs, see it's why
I don't trust anybody but me
If I'm making moves it ain't for my country
It's to further my cause
Ain't no laws against trusting my team so I'm trusting my team
Trusting my team, y'all know the meaning
No illusions when I blow the scene up
Faux demeanour when the phoney lean against the fourth wall
Verses are north korean
Kim Jong, ping pong thoughts in screening
Eat it up, live it up, find the cost of treason
Cause propaganda's like proper ganja
Cloud of smoke will get you lost in reason
Social stigmas, soul is missing
How can you call those growth conditions
A slow collision, is what we headed for
Thanks to old world chauvinism
While y'all worry bout I
Worry bout eyes in triangles they straight bury y'all pride
Make you look left while they all go right
It ain't about death, it's all about life
HOOK:
LOOK LEFT, GO RIGHT
TRY NOT TO BLINK IN THE STROBE LIGHT
COLD LIFE, NO RIGHTS
THEY TRYNA MAKE YOU GOUGE OUT YOUR OWN EYES
IGNORANCE, NOT THE RAPPING KIND
LEADS THE CONFUSION TO THE MINDS
EYES CLOSED, MINDS TOO
ILLUSIONS EVERYWHERE THEY LEAD THE BLIND
ILLUSIONS, ILLUSIONS
CLOSED EYES CAN'T SEE THE MOVEMENT
ILLUSIONS, ILLUSIONS
CLOSED MINDS CAN'T HEAR THE MUSIC
ILLUSIONS, BETTER KNOW THIS
WEIGHT OF THE WORLD ON YOUR SHOULDERS
WILL YOU ACT?
CAN YOU BACK ALL THAT SMART TALK WHEN IT'S OVER? - Track Name: Always Keep it Real (ft. Nox & Chibi)
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ST:
I grew up in a middle class household
Food in my belly, with spare to keep the mouse full
Ugh, but my mom would keep the house cold
Save on heating so she could provide the South Pole
Never the flyest, I was on that low-cost airline
Seat in the back, next to the fryer
Situation's dire, when you got plenty to eat
But quantity ain't quality so I'd be called a liar
If I said it was all fun games, waiting for the wire
My father providing the way he can sitting in the fire
Dancing with the devil, cursing the messiah
Cause my mom pulled us apart without the use of pliers -
Plus I need a new supplier
My weed guy used to be the shit, now he's selling China - damn
How can we live this way?
I always keep it real - how can we live this way
HOOK:
How can we live this way?
I always keep it real - tell me how we live this way
Last year - I wasn't relevant
Next year - I probably won't be
Last year - I wasn't relevant
This year - that's what I'm gon' be
I feel a force, energy flows but no God
No fraud, long white beard with clothes on
More like protons, cells create patterns
As they repeat the knowledge gets so strong
I wanna prolong, my time on Earth but not at the cost of my dignity
It's not even about how they depicting me
That ain't shit to me, it's just that I control my life
And living it my way is the ultimate victory
Get that? If it's up to me I'll hit that
Blunt when I'm going in space in a dispatch
Get me in a suit - oxygen for a thin lapse
And just watch the stars as I get back
To energy, transferred to another cause
Another setting, another shape, some other laws
I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way
HOOK:
I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way
I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way
Last year - I wasn't relevant
Next year - I probably won't be
Last year - I wasn't relevant
This year - that's what I'm gon' be
.nox:
My radius is constant, circumference is monstrous
The meaning of my life reach Pi so it's perfect
Surrounded by the right peeps, nox deep
Woulda drank myself out, like "Fuck it if I breathe"
Deteriorate, steady rate, poundage of a heavyweight
"Wake the fuck up nigga, you need to elevate !"
Yeah -- so I pick where I left off
Ticked that my Bic couldn't fit what my chest poured
Breath holding cigarette, stress 'bout this damn court
Cuffs on my wrists made it real, I stepped forward
Yeah, and that's life for ya
Engineering kid, but one dumb nigga
Gotta walk 'fore you run, don't walk past your own
Nobody's clean as a nun, forgive and live strong
Yeah, I wanna live that way
Always keep it real and I live that way nigga
HOOK:
I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way
I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way
Last year - I wasn't relevant
Next year - I probably won't be
Last year - I wasn't relevant
This year - that's what I'm gon' be
Chibi:
Clownin up like jesters
Then askin fo sum justice
Like who u tryna fool yo when we laughin at ur gesture
No need na call no holy if ur problem be ur vessel
With no mo choice na lean, fists ready fo sum wrestle
Position, eyes straight lookin like a victor
Submitted to em laws of strenght, and pressured by em clevers
But projettin of a warrior yet his bravery got evicted
So standin at a lost clad, we hope dat he wuz gifted
Bu whats da point if granted, to live mah life ahead of pain, as i be walkin miles with cocomilk n sandals
U know u had it simple when u speak o charm n bangle
But when da street collidin, u be hididin, 'hind a vessel
Straight up like a shooter, ask em ppl where da missile
And straight,At ur disposal, freshly cropped fo u nxt victim
Goin out fo broke, Nixon mask under me brethren
Its Chibi, ST, Liam, Inside the Circle
