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Scratches by DJ Behold

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Old habbits die hard I’m John McClain on Raw Cocaine
Punyeta on centerfold counter top Sonya Blade
Roger race bannon Hadji Quest and Bandit
Trying to solve the mysteries
Of the unexplained vanished
Half dead grass fed....
Carne asada
Barry Sotorro
Bull Horns
Play Post Up pass
I’m on the Jazz like Greg ostertag
The world is her Oyster
Pearls before swine
Give it up to me
Serve words to the shrine
The world is my squid
Keep spilling ink
Until somethings gotta give
I found that out that they don’t
Serve hand outs to the broken-hearted
And there isn’t a store to return a broken promise
There isn’t a certain method that used to heal your self
If love is what your made of, how can you be your self
And if love is where you came from, how can you find your self


There aint no time waste
There aint no rhyme wasted
There aint no mind wasted
There aint no life wasted
Disputable truths are not hand held
Before you let them go better wish them off well
Your first attempt does not define greatness
Your versions and trials are not your final formation
The world doesn’t have a child and then become pregnant
I wear my heart as a cloak
Have it warm yours when ever its runs cold

I asked the blind woman with a service dog
If she saw more colors in the day or night fall
I been on this type of syncopation
That taught you cant stay on beat with out periods of variation
Because this is never constructed its open for interpretation
The production is a back beat for overlapping transformation
Every lead in to the first word is how we count our blessings
And every fade out is the death to one direction
Give me all you got
either gonna break some Or take some
I was sent in exile but don’t know where I came from
Guardian angel takes defeats like its seraphic
Iconoclastic artists looks at my images like its arrogance
Lambs don’t lose sleep over opinions of the sheep
Dissolution's revival, never meant be convened
I recognize all my memories from the past life
Just A message from future self saying
tastee you better act right.

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from L​.​A​.​M​.​B., released December 23, 2016

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Taste Nate San Francisco, California

Taste Nate is a San Francisco-based rapper known for his abstract lyrics and unconventional, soulful flow that explores Hip Hop with a mystic's vision. He has released 20 solo projects through his record label Yellow Cake Radio. In 2020 Nate Started his production and publishing company Khapri Star. ... more

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