1. |
Line Jumpers
03:24
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Verses One
Written by Teknical Development.is
Blast the verse and feel this raw power/
Life in the word, growth in the rhyme/
Spill the waters in the dark on purpose/
Drawn the unwanted, split the path no life savers/
Favour for a favour fuck your conversation/
Torment from the whispers/
Trap your soul like the light tryna run from the dark/
Pointless power in your vessel, face the ugly/
A simple beauty to the neighbours of this mental war/
Focus mode when half time comes/
Half the 8, yo we left with the 4/
live from the 3rd, explain it.. no steps/
Was the value of your joy when the ink flows/
Just another poet love to express/
No more, no less, write for the self and the other/
Who cares to listen/
Fuck who made what, produced this or that/
The scene so dead, the same old same when there's many to gain/
What's more pure, no hands held with the other side/
Frame another still picture/
Hook x2
Lost in the fold, trapped within the corner/
Can’t move stuck, same old same, poisonous mould/
Nothing is clear, to many voices/
Violence is near, don’t cry for me/
Verse Two
Written by Teknical Development.is
Another circle, yo another cypher, vibe with me, yo walk with me/
The mental plains of life, people stuck broken foundations with no hope/
They rather know there's a better tomorrow/
If not no fears in shade of suicidal exploration /
Patience's is none, no fun in expression/
Lets talk about what you don’t see/
Beyond the presentation of what's given sits the true self/
The ones who pulls the strings/
Tek cut chords, I cut your ties/
Or pass you the rope, yo either way the help in hand is near/
Basic instincts outta control/
Proceed in the jewel of the demon in you/
Face the truth, what is/
Blessed by the hidden word, spoken death/
Fear the words spoke with the intent/
No more fuckery, some times the answers clear as day/
So much easier to remove the self/
Work out equations and start to progress/
What's your life worth?/
Hook x2
Lost in the fold, trapped within the corner/
Can’t move stuck, same old same, poisonous mould/
Nothing is clear, to many voices/
Violence is near, don’t cry for me/
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2. |
Lodestar
03:08
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Verse One
Written by Teknical Development.is
Yo these words feel on deaf ears, I told him rest well/
Old sleeping beauty calm breathing, eyes is closed, body still/
Like he’s frozen in reality, one with the bed/
Heart still beating, felt the warmth circulation slow for this tree of life/
Came on a boat, now the child of his seed flows/
Early tears spill on the page/
Cards already set upon the table by the future/
So many rhymes where I said time is nothing/
From where he lays, I see that his time is pain/
Living day to day, a definition of a sentence that he taught me/
Once a man, yo twice a baby, knowledge is power/
Test the truth in his words/
Three is the word, The good, the bad, the indifferent/
See between the lines, articulate emotion/
Break the hidden stresses word to my peoples/
What's the weapons on the wonder? Think/
Hook x2
Stressed, this is for the ones stuck in torment/
You close your eyes, the only thing you see corrupts your light/
Step by step, day by day you face the world with fake smiles/
The mental health is never dead, you hanging from a thread/
Verse Two
Written by Teknical Development.is
Screams rage behind closed doors/
We kick it off it’s hinges/
Once again outside world laughs at the depressed/
When violence speaks a sentence people run in terror/
Mental strains on the 99%/
It shows the strength of the structure of one/
Health is wealth should the standing enemy still exist?/
Thoughts in the mix the mind bleeds with the memories of pain/
How far should we go? The records with a beautiful name/
Who have we been? what was the point of your existence?/
The world is awake, the body asleep, lets travel/
Another answer to a better tomorrow/
We use it today, move before before/
So many traps is the art of expression/
Don’t be mislead, lift the vail and kiss the bride/
From a point of self silent voices speak another code/
A crowd in hate in numbers/
lacks the strength one spark of love evocs/
Hook x2
Stressed, this is for the ones stuck in torment/
You close your eyes, the only thing you see corrupts your light/
Step by step, day by day you face the world with fake smiles/
The mental health is never dead, you hanging from a thread/
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3. |
Michael
03:23
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Verses One
Written by Teknical Development.is
Once a man yo twice a baby/
Tears spill like pouring liquor/
The spirits dance around this pain/
I feel their comfort/
Touch by your presence after the physicals gone/
Eruption in your name your just a thought away/
Speak your name to raise vibration/
Footsteps in the sand/
Your legs they walk the surface of my mind/
A simple smile hide so much whispers from the bottle call my name/
Education of self writes resistance/
Smoke lingers can’t breath in this test to stay on point/
The will to keep it moving slowly declines/
Awkward smiles at this feet of life/
Lessons learnt now its time to become practical/
Test the truth in between the lines of our conversation/
The spoken word is never over, communication last forever/
I put that on my life upstairs or the downstairs/
i know we vibe tonight… Michael/
From the flesh back to the source of all/
The love never dies and your words will never be forgotten/
Hook x2
Another sun sets, another sun rise/
The moon does its thing/
The balance in between/
Water flow, fires burn, the Earth sings, air to breath/
Elements of this wonderful life/
Make your move the left or right/
Verse Two
Written by Teknical Development.is
Live life to the fullest speak your words and rock a nation/
Never forget your ancestors/
Run with them they your peoples/
Channel their essence/
Real life stories you won’t believe, the class of the unseen/
Test these waters with precaution/
Young boy he refuse to teach/
He told me a child with too much darkness/
Walk towards the light before these words fall on death ears/
Open this page read your life/
Open another you read the same/
Synchronicity depending on how you see it/
The archetype speak countless words/
You try describe the visual/
Exercise the mind together/
Two mystics, the young and the old/
My above, his below, he spoke I listened/
Now he’s gone word life we follow on tradition/
Keep on learning, behind closed doors there's always an open window/
Sometimes you see it sometimes you won’t/
Believe you me on my life you always he the words that he spoke/
Through the words that Tek speaks/
Hook x3
Another sun sets, another sun rise/
The moon does its thing/
The balance in between/
Water flow, fires burn, the Earth sings, air to breath/
Elements of this wonderful life/
Make your move the left or right/
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4. |
Focus
03:02
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Verses One
Written by Teknical Development.is
Step towards death whilst you still breathing/
Blind sight with your open eyes/
Deaf to screams face the repercussions/
In your final hours time vanish with no meaning/
Smiles from the magician holding the vail/
Earth bound live the show of life, no audience/
The script moves the clockwork of your daily actions/
I heard the world is yours, I need a world of my own/
I need to create, exercise the mind, rest the body/
With internal voices demand/
So tired I sleep through my dreams/
The time away left the vessel unguarded, no security/
Glazed eyes looking down from the body of sound/
A dancing partner left to hold the wriest of the air/
The essence wasn’t there/
The wills to climb your daily actions start to pace its way/
Another falling man, another traveling soul, another dying spirit/
Another grave is dug and filled/
Verse Two
Written by Teknical Development.is
A hidden fire burns behind the world/
Reside deep within beyond these calm storms/
Internal worlds for all/
Silent whispers help the poet/
But who catches their tears?/
Some marvel in the issues of depression/
Unseen rape your mind ask your closest/
Or ask a stranger how such an ugly pleasure yo’ you synchronise/
Opposite smiles that comfort the moment/
The hidden hands that pulls the strings of your decisions/
No control but the desires to fuck the world/
Amplify the rage, can’t be tamed/
It grows, darkest part of self it smiles the brightest/
If the gardens left to grow wild where do you stand?/
Peoples you love get lost in the dangers of your jungle/
Fuck it, they safe… /
Most likely going through the same things/
Watch your back holding hands with so many questions/
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5. |
Any Kind Of Flight
03:09
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Verses One
Written by Teknical Development.is
Smile in the vibe opposite styles/
Many vibe alone closed doors away from the world/
Social skills spread their wings and fly away/
Communication with your closest polarizes towards a cruel silence/
The only new growth is this pain/
How's do you feel?/
Is this face you present real?/
Sometimes its hard to tell/
Not that your peoples fail/
Never underestimate the powers of the mental charmer/
Hide what you must in this physical word/
Can’t fool the mind that lifts the vail/
One bride equals life in this steer forever/
Do you have the patience?/
Control health in the age to express your further steps/
What's left? question after question spark the mind to think/
Exercise the closest, the force is real touch open space and feel/
No trick, just what is/
Development of self choose a side/
When the end is near what else?/
Hook x2
Another drop in the ocean/
Life continues moving/
Reality talks, understand the language it speaks/
Do you have the eyes to see? or the ears to listen?
I speak this to you/
Another art of expression/
Verse Two
Written by Teknical Development.is
Targets of lust, frauds in love, lonely death stars/
Memories scarred, scared to view the image/
Mental health declines, spiritual wars, psychic attacks/
Unseen wounds, change your perception to see the these ugly natures/
Help is close, will you provide the chance to polarize?/
The pendulum swings towards you once again/
Do you take the impact?/
A step precise, let it swing by/
Growth with that step just now happened/
Easier said then done words matter/
Step above, above the line the mind provides/
No time to look in between/
No codes but to spread simple words/
Raise above if you heard/
Claps from the hand of thunder/
Rap theses words self influence/
Internal, external worlds/
Word life the quest is better conversations/
Kill time measure the process/
Is it worth your point of the now/
…… Is it worth your point of the now/
Hook x2
Another drop in the ocean/
Life continues moving/
Reality talks, understand the language it speaks/
Do you have the eyes to see? or the ears to listen?
I speak this to you/
Another art of expression/
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6. |
No More
03:53
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Verses One
Written by Teknical Development.is
Live stages, live on the road, live on the mic/
Experience of life where have you been?/
Where will you go, cross paths explore the unknown/
The canvas of the future live in the mind/
No said date on the birth/
Run the planet kick up dust/
The youth of today, scared of tomorrow/
The day in the night, the beast chase flashing lights/
The scream of death parents cry regular basis/
Family in the ends…./
Raw talk about shit needs to stop/
But won’t help, it don’t make sense/
Now you wonder why your child out late night/
Up to no right, poison inside the truth destroy your lies/
The day the young ones take control for me the sun it shines the brightest/
Flip the styles like a flick knife close to open/
I cut your pain out, yo fuck trust I know you feel it/
These words are real, cold steel/
Hot your life in their hands dead after the shot/
Young men trapped in their teens/
Running in pain/
Young Women same age trapped in the same/
Yo’ when does it stop?/
Hook x2
Stuck, stressed, the youth on the run/
Love kills, hurt in their eyes/
This be forgotten words the deaf only heard/
Live from the street/
The government corrupt/
The peoples can’t take it no more/
Verse Two
Written by Teknical Development.is
Cut the source and work a new angle/
The now presents endless chances/
Existence blessed by your next movement/
Do you hang the auto pilot?/
Drag the body through the jungles of the mind/
Show no mercy, trees smile with open arms/
There's a rope fix the body kick the chair/
Steer dead in your own eyes/
Till the last breath of the image of the self you despise/
Simple way to explain it the first steps into the new/
Straight out of personal hells/
Now you got the strong grip/
Climb to heights, to heights above your lowest/
Cradle life you choose it/
Refund… another story, another page another rhyme, different lyrics/
Relative acts, drop the crystal, you see it smash/
What you expect? trick in the jewel running on track/
Through the rail tryna survive/
You missed the deadly force/
Stronger day by day yo health is wealth/
Hook x2
Stuck, stressed, the youth on the run/
Love kills, hurt in their eyes/
This be forgotten words the deaf only heard/
Live from the street/
The government corrupt/
The peoples can’t take it no more/
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7. |
Who Got The Jazz
02:56
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Verses One
Written by Teknical Development.is
Message in vain speaking to you/
The word is my life the page a portal of expression/
A flower grows, it opens lifts towards the sun/
Soul rise or does it slip?/
The end result on Earth is not the end/
I hold the triple threat/
The only darkness I love/
Words from above expose the ones in the shade/
Communication holding conversation with the others/
What are their names?/
Don’t call em in vain/
The silence tells no lies/
Breathing this air writing theses words/
Vibe to the sound you listen in time/
Nod to the rhythm/
From the ships of freedom you sail/
No death in the flow/
No slave to a label/
Just the will to spit what I want/
Live the image I choose/
The industry can’t control me/
The system can never by me?
I beg the same for my peoples/
Yo’ cherish your art/
Crystallize your path and walk it/
Who got the jazz?/
You got it then play it louder/
Let the people hear it/
Change their moods/
Knock of the drum destroy the stress/
I wish this moment never pass/
Destroy the stress/
I wish this moment never pass/
Verse Two
Written by Teknical Development.is
Rain out the skies I love the feeling/
Refresh the steps, forward movement/
Calling on the wonder of theses words/
Never blocked by the minds wall to spit theses feelings/
Write a rhyme to express/
Entertainment eats alone at the table after the show/
What you see is what I don’t get/
Fuck the scene, Tek the nightmare to there poisonous dreams/
Treat em’ with love, they crush your heart/
Tonight the middle man dies/
My patience is done/
Tryna keep the circle tight, yo what's the point, I vibe alone tonight/
Yo’ fight or flight I take the latter, astral tripping/
Natural selection out the physical lets travel/
Change the subject/
I’m thinking of her, mark the question/
Won’t mention her name/
Continue my journey I’m writing my mind/
A voice for the ones who can’t speak/
Find it difficult to express, communicate with their social needs/
Conflicted by the mental steps/
Can’t reach, no hands out to grab em’/
Open doors just an illusion/
From the ones you call your closest/
So never pick the locks of strangers/
Behind their doors could be your safest/
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8. |
Power
02:10
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Hook
Powers of life, wonders of joy/
Comfort by the life or death/
The keepers of emotions twist your instincts/
If you fail to exist/
The planet still turns/
Your essence spins towards another journey/
Powers of self, wonders of joy/
The comfort by the life or death/
The keepers of emotions twist your instincts/
If you fail to exist/
The planet still turns/
Your essence spins towards another journey/
Verses One
Written by Teknical Development.is
Made my bed and slept in it with patience/
Cut by the chords and felt the darkness come to younger/
The now push of the force/
The questions is tough/
The hate of life/
I feel the pain all around me on a level where the planet cries/
Most the Earth depressed/
Population mentally stressed/
The past was erased/
Rewrote with these poisonous inks/
The truth it circulates, just concentrate, tap the source and see it for yourself/
Hard to function with unbreakable distractions/
Knowledge reigns supreme…/
Just a maybe depending on what you teach, love is all/
Destroy the violence, poverties, stress, equalities/
And bring it to a global change/
Every aspect of life far from deaf/
Listen to the rapping screaming self/
A truth can be heard/
Maybe not seen/
Adjust the focus, free inspiration/
The clearest picture will build/
Never fear creating/
Hook
Powers of life, wonders of joy/
Comfort by the life or death/
The keepers of emotions twist your instincts/
If you fail to exist/
The planet still turns/
Your essence spins towards another journey/
Powers of self, wonders of joy/
The comfort by the life or death/
The keepers of emotions twist your instincts/
If you fail to exist/
The planet still turns/
Your essence spins towards another journey/
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NOEL IS London, UK
NOEL IS
*formally Teknical Development IS
THINK. CREATE. LIVE.
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1/3 of Man Of Boom
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