Expect Delays

by Jack & DJ.Be

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Expect Delays is a long overdue side project from the CompanyZ camp, featuring beats created by DJ.Be and lyrics performed by Jack of Co.Z

The instrumentals were made from 2009 through 2011, while the lyrics were written from 2009 until 2013.

Expect Delays is an introspective contemplative yet light hearted take on a less aggressive form of hip hop. Many songs were written long ago, in a mindset far far away, seemingly contradictory to other lyrics, inspired by unique parallel universes and experiences therein.

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released 31 December 2013

Lyrics, performance & engineering by Jack of CompanyZ
Instrumentals by DJ.Be

(B.Ehrens, J.Horkings)

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Jack of Co.Z Providence, Rhode Island

Jack of Co.Z is the rapper half of the Co.Z duo, set loose to wreak havoc with words. Though some of Jack of Co.Z's work is original, most is mixtape style rap. Mixtape rap is usually more offensive, but ideally more honest. Not suitable for those who are unprepared, but everyone else should enjoy freely. Jack also produces and mixes as CompanyZ and is half of Jack The Ripper & The Mad Psyentist ... more

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Track Name: Down The Rabbit Hole I
[I used to be the big bang
Back in the beginning
Before religion, science, time, love and pain
Before loosing and winning]

Oh sorry, I didn't see you there
Welcome, I made this tape for DJ.Be and me
Bit and pieces, here and there, for like three years
I did the words, he did the beats

Now he didn't know I would make this
Makes sense, because I didn't know either
And I don't know if you'll hate this
But I think I truly care, for some reason

Take a breather, for a second let's just cut the lies
I'm trying get my music restructurized
I do mixtapes, make beats, customized
Sometimes I'll go and flip my mode when I busta rhyme

Jack the Ripper, no relation to that other guy
I'm a lover, Jack of Co.Z, never crushed a fly
I lied, I have, and yo I'm sorry for aggression
I was wrong now I'm searching for an outlet for confession

And they say...you'll find it down the rabbit hole
But don't be late for the date
Just dig deep down

You'll found it down the rabbit hole
It's you're fate to be great
Awake from sleep now

Everything is relative
At least for me, maybe not for you
I could be wrong, or I could be right
Words are more than often too crude

Ok let me slow it down
Ok you can go now
Track Name: Listen & Let Go
This is how it starts, with the beat on repeat
My fingers on a keyboard / my pencil on a sheet
And me trying to be the best performer I could be
While simultaneously delivering what I need

To be saying, sometime it's just me playing
Sexy chick laying, wack rapper slaying
Back packer betraying, claiming I'm the man
But that's just an act to turn listeners to fans

It doesn't work though, just for a minute
She said I needed therapy, so I went I did it
The therapist explained she had treating like a bitch
I changed just to fit, then I didn't get shit

Nah, I wouldn't hear it, I still don't really
All these other bitches trying to convince me I'm silly
Friends there for me, while she's just in the city
She said we'd talk all the time but we're too busy

I don't need the pity, you shoulda just dumped me
You had convinced me that you needed something from me
All about control, you're life a compositing
Which now I didn't fit in 'cause you changed the description

I thought it was real, of course now I doubt
Took years to get in, in a week, I was out
I just wish you'd be honest, treat me like you knew me
You called me just a friend from high school to introduce me?

Fine, if you're wondering, it's been enough time
I thought that I would die, I didn't even cry
I threw in some rhymes; if you ever heard the song
I bet you'd criticize from high ground how I'm wrong

Now Dad wants to visit – maybe you shouldn'ta left, huh?
Too stressed to text ya, go and find a step son
Like you went and found a new girl
As my eyes open up wide they reveal a new world:

Parents are people, lovers turn to strangers
Chemistry and physics fuck around and rearrange ya
So nobody's wrong, and nobody's right
And nobody owes you anything tonight

And that sounds depressing, but love still exists
It could but doesn't fit like a glove to my fist
I should just let it in but I'm clenching, won't let go
Say only a maniac would take this, clepto-

Dish it like pastry, but bake this, with pepto
'Cause you know that it's gunna get you sick like kissing strep throat
Dead to me, I'd be feelin'ya if I was necro-
I listen for I love you but can't find an echo

I listen I listen I listen
But can't find an echo
I listen I listen (I love you)
I let go
Track Name: Hybrid Art
It's Monday May 2nd, and I want to make a song
And we know that I'ma wreck it, but we do mean I'll do it wrong?
See every single record is full of inflections, some of them a pause...
I'm playing with clauses, and they don't want to hear it, and I wish I had a cause

All my pain feels fake 'cause my life is so great and I could never know the truth
Or at least that's what they say, but I really think it's relative, how about you?
You should analyze his motives locate citations and cross check facts
They reply "I didn't catch that line" and then they ask "why rap?"

Little girls think I'm good at, and all the politicians and news reporters are crap
Plus I like to joke around, I think it's good to laugh, I'm a jester full of facts
See I'm going slow right now, but in my head my brain is sparking fast
The truth of the matter is the world is an act and I want to join the cast

So I put it on blast in a mutherfucking

Rap drumline like a smack to the back
And the "F U C K" is making sure you hear Jack
Catching flack for the swears, but it makes 'em play the track
And I tell 'em 'bout coke instead of lying 'bout crack

Try to keep em off that. I rap to teach and learn
Drug trial and error, I crash and I burn
It's not for the chrome or the cash that I yearn
There's money all around me, the love is what I've earned

I only own my soul, because I can't explain it
I use and abuse and amuse and amaze it
You don't know Jack [ask me what my name is]
I don't think that I can save the world 'til I'm famous

The aim of my game is Uranus
Out of this planet, hopes higher than a plane is
Rock it like granite, or rocket like a space ship
Roll it like MDMA to your face bitch

High dosage, making sure the flows sick
Making sure the rhymes and the punchlines are noticed
Character voices – oops I mean *voices
Cause you shouldn't be listening if you ain't enjoying this

But I think the point of this, scratching an annoying itch
Itch to make music, but I feel I'm the void of it
Every song I make, usually I hate
So why care that it rhymes great, if I'm bored of it

I'm just a vocal ornament, every rhyme regretted
I run around these tracks, still I'm not athletic
I bet I'll hate the way I say this line once I've said it
And prolly won't finish it even though it's for credit

This is hip hop hybrid art
The performance ends when the rhyming starts
When the rhyming ends, I perform again
Is it lines of coke, or just lines of pen?

This hip hop hybrid art
The performance is hidden in the rhyming parts
When the rhymings starts, I perform once more
Do I love the music, or endure the chore?

This hip hop hybrid art
The performance is live online press start
I'm alive when it starts, and I die if I crash
And even college credit it eventually will pass

This is hip hop hybrid art
And you should rip these rhymes apart
Track Name: Midimaddness
All I have is this little rhyme this little bit of time to shine
It's going fine – what's the line? God dammit I'm off

Lemme try again
This little rhyme
Has a mission to find anybody
Who's – wait dammit I'm lost

...I ain't trying again, never mind
This is just like that time when I almost
Got the line but then I coughed

Dammit now i'm pissed off and cross
But i'll just keep rhyming
'Cause i'd hate to admit that i'd take a loss

Spit like I am the shit in my prime
If ye ain't heard phat rap listen to mine
I Get Co.Z, then I get on my I grind
Tryinga sell ya happiness for like £6.99

Datz hustle...nah I'm playing though, it's freeyo
Hace calor, please believe it amigo
I'm teaching the future, call me Mr. Cleo
These crackahs got it locked, but I'm trying spread the key though

Woah. He do it to the beat too, that's heat yo
But if he lacks substance does that mean we should veto?
Defeat foes with a message? I ain't trying preach though
Plus they only keep the beats that bump to make your feet go

All I have is this little beat hear
But all you want are cluub hits, much unlink a baby seal
All I have is this little beat hear
It's just some midimaddness wait let me be clear

All I have is this little rhyme this little bit of time to shine
It's going fine, what's the line? God dammit I'm off

Lemme try again
This little rhyme
Has a mission to find anybody
Who's – wait dammit I'm lost

..I ain't trying again, never mind
This is just like that time when I almost
Got the line but then I coughed

Dammit I was pissed off and cross
But I just kept rhyming
'Cause i'd hate to admit that I'd take a loss

Spit like I'm on repeat, 'cause you know it know it
Someone right between an emcee and and poet, owe it
To the songs I download for free, and their composer flowwers
Instrumentalists song writers mixers and show promoters

Woah...also owe it Mary, yeah I smoke and tote it
Don't owe it to music theory, don't even know how to note it
When you hear me you should cheer me show it to your girls and brosifs
Jack of Co.Z, Jack The Ripper get to know my lots of poses

Ring around the track like a monkey on the monkey bars
When I rap flow drunkedly with funky bars
DJ.Be on the beats, have a chunk of ours
And when you think to play a tune I hope you will have thunk of ours

...'Cause this is all i got
A little bit of beats, a little bit of pots
And I had a whole bunch of things to say
But I forgot
Track Name: Down The Rabbit Hole II
If this was my training and you were Obi-wan
Shit I'd prolly still turn dark
I've heard about pleasure, pain and moving on
I'm just tryinga learn my part

Welcome to the song you hear
I thank you but you hardly knew you showed up
If it went in one ear and out the other
You may be brainless, right? But so what

If everybody's dumb and you're the smart guy
Should you tell 'em 'bout democracy?
Luckily, I just wanna make art, why?
'Cause that plus love is life, drop a beat

Cop a seat, cut the chrome plated hot heat
I don't even need to kick it, I'm tryinga chill, yo I got a peace
Of mind, to delivery in rhyme
And I don't know what I'm teaching this time but it's fine

'Cause they say you'll find it down the rabbit hole
But don't be late for the date
Just dig deep down

You'll found it down the rabbit hole
It's you're fate to be great
Awake from sleep now

Everything is relative
At least for me, maybe not for you
I could be wrong, or I could be right
Words are more than often too crude

Ok let me slow it down
Ok you can go now
Track Name: God Knows (featuring Gripp)
I don't know much, but at least I know that
I don't want an answer, that doesn't sit on facts
I would put my faith into physics and in math
Learn them theories, lay em on, Lord ya ready for attack?

Lack of evidence, ain't evidence of lack, yes
But I rebeled against all this prevalence of wackness
Reverence for practices, blind followers like deaf bats and
Numb mole rats, used to think the world was flat, we rolled past it

That's why I asked, Jews and Baptists
Mormans, Hindus, Muslims, Evangelists, and the Catholics
Why they devote their entire lives to a tribal
Denial of so many truths, some might be quite vital

To your survival. in the Bible
They reject the false as if their is a true idol
Evolution can be used to show human religion
As an organizing system for our species in the beginning

Showing power in numbers, if you force obedience
Answer when they wonder and they're asking what the meaning is
But don't be greedy bitch, can't convince the atheists
Cause either they're too rational or just the fucking craziest

Insane in the soul, where the hell is that?
Sorry sold it to the devil and I'd rather have the cash
Atoms and coded semantics, and words of songs
I let you prey, but how I live you think to say is wrong



[Gripp's Performance]



Why do we wonder? How do we stop?
Is religion a salve and if so what's not?
Science is a Religion, not just because it enslaves
Right and wrong, good and bad
Both sides in a cage
I don't really care, compared to some enraged
But at times I am threatened forcefully engaged
Not by my God but a man on stage who get's paid
But maybe God made religion to challenge the brave

Is Everything relative? We keep changing elements
Quarks have sting skeletons, that no one's ever seen?
Gravity, electromagnetism, radiation, and awareness or the soul must be somewhere in between

Energy everywhere in all things penetrates
Devastates, recreates, elates, incarnates
May the Force be with us everyday, everyway
Whether you laugh at that line or take it like a heavy weight

What ever floats you boat, or puts a gator your moat
I want your awareness to feel safe, calm and hope
Sustainable pleasure, if it exists, but who knows
'Cause love hurts as much as deep pain when it's low

I say go, don't mind me I'm inconsistent
I just want us all talking and listen
Sorry 'bout the dissing, constructive criticism
Is it clear that it's unclear from here? I see no difference
Track Name: Clap Master
I got it form DJ.Be on my iPhone
He said it's prime cut clean for the rhyme flow
Charge to the point like a mutherfucking rhino
You'll find that my lines going to spin faster than the vinyl

Stick it to 78, and 33, and 45 yo
Ripping it very great, and it's about damn time
But I'm not late, who Jack? not never
Delivering the package on time, in any weather

Yeah you rhyme but I am better, I congratulate the winner by
Looking in the mirror, we can see it ain't no little guy
Only big headed when he use it to rhyme sick
Unless you talking 'bout that thing he's using to ride his chick

And you want it, that's why we're the making the music like this
Write this quite tight shit all over the mic bitch
Mad raps, I bet that he's speediest honkey
Baddass; Mr. Inobediant Donkey

You're looking for some beef, then I'm not what you want b
Pussy, bitch and chicken slaughtering I'm feeling farmly
Never mind me plowing all the hoes
Like a jack rabbit I be hopping in their holes, with their clothes

On my floor, but I don't really bone any whores
I could do it but that's getting old like a dinosaur
And that ain't even clever but the doubting I'm a dead it
So I get it to ya head kid that I'm better like I said and

Yes the veterans are influencing how I lay it down
So you prolly think I'm biting when you hear them in my sound
But if you doubt that I'm original then hit stop
To those still playin-it tell the haters suck a cock

Cause they ain't get to hear it, they ain't get to know it
Felling my music, like I'm Beethoven
I say that I rap, then they play it just to humor me
And then their jaws drop like balls during puberty

Or Times Square at New Years, hi I'm new here
People think I'm weak like they're booze and I'm root beer
Ya movies played out, old, fermented
Netflix swagger, ya shit is so rented

I'm mad like the hatter, but not cause of mercury
Look it up mutherfucker fore you be jerk to me
Got that bounce, hip hop
808 tip topped off make your shit rock

When my tracks get dropped up let out to web
Google spiders'll chasing it because of what they said
"You should look it, DJ.Be and Jack
The rapper works for Co.Z, the other did the track

That's C O dot Z," mutherfuckers marketing
Brainiactive even though I always sparking it
It being weed, DJ.Be is up on Soundcloud
Trying to get famous, so he can make his mom proud

Lighting up a mutherfucking bong
Ice Cream cool swagger like the fucking song
Hit record I'll spit it and i'll hit it like a skillet
To a slow fruit fly yeah kill it kill it

Ill ill iller than most of you by a lot
And I'm supposed to pretend like I dunno I'm this hot
Where's your girlfriend? Shit, I dunno, on my cock
Dick like a cruise ship, chick begging me to dock

Jack The Ripper, why you rapping like this?
Shouldn't you be shedding light on genocides or some shit?
Well theres a time for that, and theres a time for bragging
I'm killing beats and there ain't coroners enough to bag em

Zip Zip yeah yeah then we learn the lyrics
So we can rap along a feel like ballers when we hear it
Listen to The Dedication 4 and we like it
Because we'd rather hear a happy rapper on mic kid

But guess what someone dying right now
Rap shouldn't make you cry every time you hear the sounds
Yeah life sucks, but sometimes its nice
Rap is like my therapy, I need it cause I'm white

I don't think you're hearing me, I'll beat it in twice
The conceited kinda raps always seem to be a vice
But you play on your iPod, in your car, grinning
Singing "ain't nobody cooler than me" like you're winning

Fucking up haters is a positive message
A deterrent to further hate though it seems aggressive
I ain't saying go and get your enemies shot
I'm saying do the right thing; don't get caught

Morality is relative, we're all a bunch of elements
And facts are only facts when repetition proves them relevant
It's in code, it's semantics, some call it antics
Some say expression, but no one understand it
Track Name: Badass
B A D A, S...S

I'm badass I'm badass
Call a skinny bitch a fat ass
Call Nicki Minaj a flat ass
Make em go cry to they Dadas

Got a bitch I bet I'll bing
Boom, Yahoo, Google that ass
Then I'll let her touch my thing
Then sue her claiming she harassed

Ima mommy doing evil donkey:
Muthafuckin badass
And I’m smoking on some fat hash
In a crack apparatus

I'm as bad as
A badass is
I ain't a hood rat
But I do hood rat shit

I smoke wit cigarettes
Rolled inside my J
But I prefer blunts
Because they can hold way more yay

B A D A ss
Track Name: Down The Rabbit Hole III
If this was the Matrix and you were Morpheus,
Shit I'd prolly ask for both pills
It's not that I'm not enjoying this
It's just ...I don't know what's most real

I wish I was an electron
Ideally in a hydrogen
If Jesus came back to life
Was he sad he had to die again?

Wait... can I see a diagram
Words in my ears hit my brain, now I'm high again
I exhale words, flex diaphragm
Vibrate vocal chords, next quiet them

Did you feel the air shake?
Data filters through me to you, ooo
Sound can be an air quake
But can some facts be untrue?

You'll found it down the rabbit hole
But don't be late for the date
Just dig deep down

You'll found it down the rabbit hole
It's you're fate to be great
Awake from sleep now

Everything is relative
At least for me, but maybe not for you
I could be wrong, but then I'd be right
Words are more than often too crude

Ok let me slow it down
Ok you can go now
Track Name: She Took My Piano
She took my piano, she took the dog
She took the painting that we had up on wall
She took the cell phone changer but none one called
She took me seriously when I said I'd give my all

She took it the wrong way, I didn't look and took a fall
She took a second, took a second look and took off
She took me on goose chase through silence and brawls
She took me as liar or a crook so I paused

She took me as the type to not change for better
Took away my rainy weather, change my life around I let her
She took my breath...so I stay around to get it back
If hearts really break I think I'ma need a medic stat

Unless I learn to give my breath her to and let her keep it
But I feel I need collateral, such as love and secrets
Cause if you leave me high and dry then I can't even do this
Piano I can't use it, without you I'm without music

She took my piano, but I'ma get it back
Cause she been my muse, my metronome, she kept me on track
She took my piano, but I don't need that
All I need is my muse, my metronome, please baby bring it back

Ok I get it, I need to make you better
And when you're down I need to get you cozy like a sweater
And if you need tell me off well I'ma let ya
And then I need to tell you like I wrote in a letter

That I love you, and trust you, and put no one above you
Day to day, fight to fight, night to night to morning like the doves do
We take a flight through life together please down hate the low bits
I told you that I love you I just hope you truly know this

In parallel dimensions, I hope that we're together
But maybe I'm the only lucky lover of you ever
So I won't dare waste it, there nothing to replace you
I need to love, know, see, hear, feel, taste you

I'm here to bring you back, won't you stay please
I'm here to find you everything you need
I'm here to bring you back, I know that we can do this
Cause you and I make beautiful music, you'll see

You took my piano, but you can keep that
All I need is my muse, my metronome, keep me on track
She took my piano, but I don't need that
Track Name: Love & Happiness
Love and happiness, fast and elusive
Soon I'll see my practice at tracking it's useless
I've found too many factors affecting my future
Accepting a lack of control I'll get used to

I truly encourage you to do what you choose to
But be aware who you bruise and are rude to
And who you use too, pushes turn shove
Next time you seek love they may refuse you

Is it better to have loved and to loose it
The past can't help me, I'm puffing and boozing
They tell me that I'm sick like I'm pussing and oozing
Commercials convince me of drugs to be using for

Love & Happiness
To lift me above all this vapidness
At first reluctantly I'd react at this
As a lust for artificial distractedness

But now I see that the fact of it is
Every little help is a practical bit
When you get down love and happiness
Lift you up from the ground like a magic trick

The rabbit in the hat, the trick for the kids
We're a bunch of cells tryinga get our kicks while we live
But imagine all the pain though that humans did inflict
When we conceived time love and happiness

But it's all we have to live for, so I go get it
Have at it, live it up, and be happy when I'm in it
If I stumble from it I'll return as soon as I recall
That it's worth it if you forget the hurt from the fall

Below it all is a chain of butterfly effects
As we flutter by the laws of physics know what happens next
To the atoms in our body, the sparks in our brain
In the parts we've decided cause the pleasure and the pain

Don't take measurements, refrain, for it can no be compared
From person to person all we agree is that it's there
In your life, good luck, I wish for you the best
As you seek the elusive, embark on your quest for

Love & Happiness
Track Name: Lover Man
I'm a lover man, I don't think you understand though
Nothing like the other mans who just wanna slam hoes
Even if I tried to sleep around I'd get to know 'em
Take them different places that I like and want to show 'em

Maybe write her poems, ones that sound just like a song
Make her smile 'cause she learn the lyrics and she sing along
Like "he's talking 'bout me," yeah you know who you are
But I was told to be playa, this is going too far

So I told you how I met her, told you how it got better
Did I tell you how she overtook my heart and i just let her
Then I let up, didn't keep my head up
I was down, she was down, no one else was there to help us get up

She was fed up, but I'll never give us up
I'll reset us, and progress us as long as you give a fuck
'Cause I care, but sometimes it's not enough
And I need your support to support you, it's tough

I know, that I need to be your strong one
But you gotta be sure I'm not the wrong one

I know, that I need to be your strong one
As long as you have faith in me I know we'll get the job done
So I go and..

Quit it with the emo rap, don't need none of that
I cut it like a primo track
Was on a search like I was tryinga get Nemo back
And found you, damn I would like to see more of that

Of course i mean your body, you know that you're a hottie
But I'll pass on a smoke show if conversations shoty
So what's you're favorite color, what's your favorite car?
Shit we should prolly do it, this is going too far

I was flirting tryinga hit it, then I fell right into love
That dude Cupid eally shoot it, when push comes to shove
Cause I'm feelin' the love above, middle, below
Let's do it a little fast, then do it a little slow

Meet you up in the bath, I'm pouring a little wine
And you can do up the math, we're having a good time
We having a good time
So have a little faith we'll be fine

'Cause I know that I can be your strong one
I'm a lover man I'll love you till the jobs done
Track Name: Down The Rabbit Hole IV
I guess that’s the end…
at least for now...

If this was Nirvana and we shared consciousness
I still be worried what you thought of be
They say be true to me, so on some honest shit
I wish you’d tell me what I outta be

I slaughter beats in effective ways
But if you’re waiting for my confidence, Expect Delays
If you corner me I’ll flare up, you’ll have heck to pay
I’m sorry, but I lost a love, so I may be a wreck today

Because I had to tell my dog we broke up
And that’s the shit that really gets me chocked up
“I’m sorry for you, it’s unexpected” is what the rest will say
But we we’re there we watched it brake and so we know what broke us

Right? ...but I forget and then create dismay
Regret and watch reply, I guess that I just wasn’t great enough
The evil voice inside my head says “wait hey…
I thought it was just my job to mutherfucking hate on us”

So now I’m looking down the rabbit hole
I may be late for the date
But I’ll dig deep down

I’ll find my way down the rabbit hole
As if my fates to be great
Awake from hate now

Everything is relative
At least for me, maybe not for you
I could be wrong, or I could be right
Words are more than often too crude

Ok let me slow it down
Ok you can go now
Track Name: Bohemian 2013
Welcome 2 the future
The future will not be televised, but touchscreen
In the future no one will hear you scream
The future is a conspiracy theory
The future is made up of strings, and clouds
The future has never met the past
The future is not guaranteed
The future is now/not/never now

Bohemian

2 0 1 3

They claim the sky is falling
Humanity is crawling
They're quibbling and brawling
But is it so appalling?

Is it? ......stalling
Random access memory recalling
END OF LINE


Just let it go
Keep it steady tho
Head nodding to the beat again
2013 bohemian


They claim the sky is falling
Humanity is crawling
Quibbling and brawling
But is it so appalling?

Without dead presidents, who would now be balling
No longer their families left there behind recalling
Who they once were turns to lost illusion
Doom is not appalling until after its conclusion

Pain exists when pleasure is remembered as amusing
We tell ourselves its elsewhere and that finding it's confusing

I'm bruising my sanity while frequently perusing
The options for choosing, opportunities loosing
Through mutual exclusion, and binary intrusions
They blame it on my brain and the drugs it's been using

There may be some true things, but nothing's unreal
No one can tell anyone the way you're supposed to feel
So much pain, WHY? to whom does this appeal
Are you one? Do you hurt? Do you lie? Do you steal?

The way of the Earth is deranged we need to arrange for the change and the day is today

Just let it go
Keep it steady tho
Head nodding to the beat again
2013 bohemian

Now we're all grown up, everyone has answers
But treat us like we're children, 'cause they don't understand us
Failure's reprimanded, success is demanded
I'm loosing control and I don't know how to manage

Our cells turn revolutionary, call it cancer
Government is tryinga wipe us out like the panthers
Why? I don't know the answers
Just go with the flow like a dancer

With all here that's beautiful
Why do we feel so sad?
Why don't the children know
They don't have to be so mad?

With all here that's beautiful
Why do we feel so sad?
Why don't the children know
They don't have to be so mad?

With all here that's beautiful
Why do we feel so sad?
Why don't the children know
They don't have to be so mad?

With all here that's beautiful
Why do we feel so sad?
Why don't the children know
They don't have to be so mad?

2013 nouveau gypsy beat dandy
And I'm just saying words but they sweet like candy
Or brandy if you feel the bite kinda mean
Wikipedia bohemian in 2013

I hear ya, but why should we believe in him
He's just another new age future bohemian
I hear ya, but why should we believe in him
He's just another new age future bohemian

I can smell the 2013 in em
They gon' say that's a great year to be freed again
I can smell the 2013 in em
They gon' say that's a great year to be freed again

Bohemians arise to remind us
The art of the future resides inside us

Bohemian 2013

DJ.Be

Jack of Co.Z