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Tales of the Troubadours

by Common Labor

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1.
Dust Storm 03:44
Analyrical: Riding thru the dust storms way out in the wild If you're heading there then I gotta ask why tho? Cows running past it's a method of survival Never see the dusk cuz it's clouded by the nightfall Phingaz: It's cold in the air, the sun sets It's warm in her stare, she won't rest Reaches down her hand, fills it up with sand Testing the current in this desolate land Reprise: Soulless and scared, what do you run for? You can always find peace in the center of a dust storm Analyrical: The Breeze blows quick and the face feels numb That pain that hits like the snap of a steel drum Phingaz: Anticipation, mixed with hesitation, running from it now seems lost in motivation. Chasing the storm leaves burns in your form never forget to wear the weather you have worn. Analyrical: Will you or won't you the process to go through The complex, the simple but the middle still holds you Until the seconds tick and you risk you're whole truth Heaven in the wreckage or hell if you broke loose Reprise: Soulless and scared, what do you run for? You can always find peace in the center of a dust storm Phingaz: The decisions been made, it's time to kiss fate close your eyes open wide reality fades. Phingaz: The tension is rising, I'm grinding my teeth The storm is now calming, but I still can't breathe Let me in, oh please let me in Analyrical: Right back in it in a minute, such addiction The force is too strong with the mind, get the friction Front or behind steady caught up in the tension Have a strong spine when the eyes sip the windspin Phingaz: For that brief, brief moment, you didn't feel hopeless Teardrops fall now they mix with the motion It hurts, it stings you've destroyed everything You can't carry on so you rip at the seams Reprise: Soulless and scared, what do you run for? You can always find peace in the center of a dust storm BREATH Returns to your lungs Off in the distance you still see the sun
2.
Analyrical: No more happy-go-lucky on a whack track More just happy-dope-drumming on a rap track Scratch that, I'm just gonna go and keep it pure To build a forest, im pretty sure you need a cure Ground up, time for us to bounce up I found what kills us and normally just frowns us Drowns us, no more we have a fresh breath Every song that phingaz and I do feels like the best yet We on a jet yes, we on a 740 It's got some headrests, and no authorities It's in the clouds right, It's in the heavens too To give a smile is to take and make a clever use Never move then never do and that is just depressing news So I can flip it mold it and dole it to a domestic truth If you're happy then, show it to us all And if you're not, then get that ass up off the wall Hook: So go and lead the platoon The future's all up to you And can't you see so blatantly That we are not meant this apathy All day All Night (Sunrise, Sunshine, Sunset) Face up, Don't Hide (We do it all in one breath) Cause you will achieve more than capacity You will always make your reality Analyrical: And if it's cloudy then make a reign drop claims stop pain but do not complain Jump to your feet all gotta eat be the best that star elite Never bask in our defeat You will be what you want to be Sweet Sentiments are only in the sincere Never tell or dwell on how you get here I think you always fear, whenever new appears Rapping to young ears, Grabbing the funk near Back to the frontier, back to the fun years Phingaz: The day the earth stood still, He'll never forget it, Forgetting time and space, but never the place, fear on his face His previous status erased, the day he stood with kings He fell from grace The power - is coursing through his veins Empowered - he knew he had to rearrange Un-caged, he never felt like this before Where once was a wall now an unlocked door Hook Phingaz: A god amongst men, a moral among gods A shattered glass house, catch a glimpse through the fog He once though, he'd rally against the odds, party up his ranks and carry on It's easy it seamed, to do as he sees, sees contradicting but he sees something - he heard her sing once, now he caught the bug, he says hes in love, so what the F-. He drummed up the courage, to march up to the ruins, rebuild what was ruined, hold tight to what he's doing, loose sight of false movements, withhold himself truant, from all his lost students, reclaim what was useless. Because his ranks grow thicker and thickest the last sentence he breathed before he fell to his knees, he calls out to his infantry "I believe, I believe, I believe happiness is everything that I see."
3.
Analyrical: Humans made the wheel, what a brilliant plan Next thing ya know, we got a minivan The gas price rises up to the stars So nowadays you pay for a hybrid car So Shake-up, simple task won't you wake-up Mental make-up disguised by your make-up Make-up anything that you wish to Civil turned fickle and won't face the issue Hook: Oh, Oh I know - that we could Build it, or dream it, or burn it on to the ground Oh, Oh I know - that we don't Want it, don't need it, Believe it we Burn Down The Old School Analyrical: You live day-to-day on a private farm But now they pick fruit with bionic arms I'm lazy as hell, no doubt about it Was never satisfied with my allowance We drink that air where the water's clean Break old habits start a new routine Forget about all those trend machines Cuz we already on to the next thing! Hook Analyrical: Building up to break it so why the hell did you make it? Tear it off again, to the skin, start naked Steal a creation, fill in other replacements Carry false whims in the lens, dark vacant One part stem cell, Old part sits well Sold hearts in hell, Go Far, skip self We evolve, dissolve in the same pool Live for right now, but how could I blame you? Hook
4.
Analyrical: I dream of many things Most that I learned from you I'm on a mental sting Hoping to find the truth I heard your voice and let the words crash against me Advice in sacrifice but the tank is never empty I knew you held it high, the way you killed a rhyme The way you made it, created like it was built to shine I hung my head upon everything you said and it was stuck inside my breath and even every single step But I leapt, and I trusted all your insight The way that you lead me and taught me, it's always been right I hold your music as a muse to my own and you influenced this student to go and choose the microphone And no regrets, we progress with this artform we take it to the max, living sounds in hardcore And I could see it in the words that you speak Yes mikey, you were the dreamer of dreams Hook: Hopes, Dreams, Scenes, Mind Peace, Please, Be, Mine. Hopes, Dreams, Scenes, Mind Peace, Please, Be, Mike. Phingaz: I hope you can hear this, I hope you can feel this The best thing you taught me in life, was to be fearless I understand, it's okay to be hopeless, wonder through The Void Take The Void By The Throat less I sit down And embrace the lack of focus Take it all in an react to the moment, I truly believe The angels met you, you danced your dance and they let you pass through. A bunch of grey matter riding on the Carbon Carousel, I know you found heaven but you left us in hell, Imprinted on us all with the lessons of hope, love and lost, but the absence of you is too much. Exhausted by love with your words inside my head, I could never Forget You, or anything you said so I walk on, With ideas in my hand, I'm here for you, all ya gotta do is ask man. Hook The one thing you taught me - Engage in my surroundings, never stop the quest to find something astounding. The one thing you taught me - How to write a song the stage that never fades, find a way to carry on The one thing you taught me - Never stop thinking, a boat without ideas is a boat that's really sinking. The on thing you taught me - How to live my life the positivity within the darkness of the night The one thing you taught me - Respect your self image, the worlds a changing place gotta find your fit in it. The one thing you taught me - How to stretch the mind performing calesthenics with a mental exercise The one thing you taught me - Connection philosophy, every drop of life, connected by a poxy The one thing you taught me - How to speak the truth you are who you are, just by being you Hook
5.
Learning 03:34
Analyrical: You said I can't do this I said yes we can Now I'm feeling foolish Walking with an empty hand I felt every single cry in your whisper I felt pain on the day you spoke I was never a very good listener Too busy making jokes Too wrapped up in my own life My health, and my music too I wanted sex, but none of the rest You left, cuz that's what you needed to do I should have stayed focus, should've known what I had But the promise of a different life tore me from that I laid tracks, laid hearts, made art, made path Strange marks, they mask, pain as, plain dark Shadows in my sunrise, Battles for my fun time But any second not working just another crunch I Hold close to thought of a get back Forget that, the impact's a big crash You said I can't do this I said yes we can Now I'm feeling foolish Walking with an empty hand I never learned how to make you happy I need to learn how to show my self I need to learn how to be a better boyfriend But sometimes love is like What I wanted was a half-way game show The hope with none of the results The orange juice without the pulp The light of room without the bulb The push of free, without the pull But now it's me, and here I sulk The past is a beacon, a lesson-filled demon But use all of the teachings and then keep proceeding Leading your own trip, pack your life safely A mountain is a grip, don't climb it at breakspeed Take heed, Take warning or take nothing at all But don't kid yourself that emotions aren't involved We live our lives with heavy hearts Measured parts of give and take Get a chance, make a stand And let it play Don't say what you feel then how can you complain Cuz being real is only real coming from your veins The secret of a courtship, is just that a secret Each person you date gets a shot to reveal it You said I can't do this I said yes we can Now I'm feeling foolish Walking with an empty hand I never learned how to make you happy I need to learn how to show my self I need to learn how to be a better boyfriend But sometimes love is like poison It's too hard to suck out the poison It's too hard to trust in you But all this hurt I've been avoiding I grabbed on and busted through I made flowers out of shit on a dark day I built happiness without any armstrength I found joy in the fact I breathe And you can never take that away from me!!!
6.
Pull Me 03:11
Hook: Pull me close like a magnet Pull the force to make it happen Like a puppet, you must entertain Cuz apathy is such a playful thing Analyrical: You want me to care well i wish you were there Pull me to you, but you're so unaware Pull on my brain, and i'll pull the insane With nothing but roughage and full of complaint This is an exercise To pull on desires and jeapordize The way that you think and the way that you crave Pull me to fail and I'm pulling away Pull me to dark, pull me to sting Pull out the cards, I can do anything Pull out the heart, pull on the strings Pull out the art, pull me to sing Hook Phingaz: Smoking a cigarette, standing on the corner My heart pulls to her, I'm a live organ donor She takes one drag, puckers her lips She blows me a kiss, it's my soul that shes missed Running A hamster in the wheel, I can't stay here but I can't sit still Smiles with her eyes, she gives me a wink She knows that I'm lying I could never retreat Pull me to cold, Pull me to heat Pull at the folds I can do anything Pull out the soul, pull on the strings Pull out the art, pull me to sing. Hook
7.
One Time 02:50
Analyrical: The Energy is U and I Unify, do or die, who could fly? Well who would try? Who besides the calibrated, activated, acclimated Fascinated The uniformed, so ignored, self-implored, Bored Check the creeks up in the board And underneath is what ya see and what you need it for Meet me in the Center, stir the epicenter Verbalize the Certain tide and let the wave purify We burn it at both ends with no extinguisher Jump out, but without ever seeming sure So afraid that what we release is pure So afraid that we can't face what we seek to stir It breeds immature, but that's the insecure And that's the inner nerve That will always be disturbed And will never be heard And will dominate the common trait that keeps us so demure Put yourself out there, walk along the plank Wants are so innate, but we just want to relate Try to keep it straight, but our brains they segregate Try to lift the weight while we holding heavy plates Too much running and not enough communication When it's done, no fun, the rudeness gets awakened For all the judgment and the way that we forsake it But one impression is enough to keep us so complacent Keep us so sedated, jaded mentally inebriated We stop ourselves and always play the deviation A firm belief in our creation, but a brings me to a statement What exactly are we making? We are made for each other We are all here to help Without one another Then we got nobody else We all need to think And we all need to dream Without a love for life Then we don't mean a thing Look at us, Look at us Now we must rise Look at us, Look at us Sitting up high Drink from the well Til the bucket runs dry But we make it happen One trust, one time Phingaz: It goes Too much toast, not enough jam when the world gets heavy you have a helping hand - understand You are one being, there is not one man. Too much reach, not enough sand when the world falls short you are the helping hand - understand we are one people there is no one plan. Analyrical: We are made for each other We are all here to help Without one another Then we got nobody else We all need to think And we all need to dream Without a love for life Then we don't mean a thing Look at us, Look at us Now we must rise Look at us, Look at us Sitting up high Drink from the well Til the bucket runs dry But we make it happen One trust, one time
8.
Running Away 04:14
Analyrical: I can feel the sunrise but it don't feel warm, just specs from the light bringing stress to the life I can feel us all hope that we don't conform, but try as we might, we just peasants in line I'm too far gone to ever think that a path is the one you should choose, we all got something to lose All in, fallout, small grin, tall clout, big dreams, small hill, slick schemes, no chance Both hands on the wheel, both eyes on the road. No plans for a deal, it's time that ya fold Old man got an ear for the light side of madness But lives knowing crazy's just a pre-paid package Savage bastards don't give and receive We just a gunshot away from a christmas eve I play the part of the watcher and the critic, jotting down thoughts every 15 minutes Killing every cynic with a self-made image who thinks that time well spent is time well-intentioned Y'all better never mention the name, if you think that hating cats is just part of the game. You live in vein, you just remain a simple plain pane, shit-stain talking out his lame frame just so he can get brains Never lived on this plain, can't really explain How he ever made it to the peaks on this day Hook: Live free, Die Young Use Z's Right Up' Routine Line-up True Speech dries up we spend these days Just Running Away I see the sunset drawing from the peak of the mountain Chin-Check, Respect in Equal Amounts then I don't believe in evolution I believe in retribution I believe we've been deceived into our execution Technology-phase from a polymer base Give a pyschology face we not a tolerant state we just a property praise we just a lottery stake Just a lobotomy case We just a lotta mistakes Need to fix and Improve Trying to work out the kinks Kill the glitch in the groove Try to build up the sphinx Get in rich with the tunes I can feel it slip-sink With the switch of a mood I can build up the tension with a wire and cold heart State of self-prevention, can't allow ourselves to go far So Far, So Good We Break bread or break wood Hook Living One For Moment, Two For The Romance Three For The Feeble Self-Esteem given no chance Four for the harmony and Five For the drumbeat Killing every dream in the scheme living monthly 6 for the Devil and 7 for the snakepit 8 for the Crazy State of Flux that we came in 9 for the best yet, 10 for the long tow Not a dime a dozen, but we still at the crossroads In the middle of the night we bring the civil to the light In the dark of the clouds shoot a spark to the moon In the middle of its flight see a symbol in its sight Which imparts with a sound that could make God Swoon The gossip, The ethic, The Credit, The countdown The silence of the street that could make a party drown out Lyrics on the page, but ideas still drawn out All my creatures, this is nightlife crawl out Balls out, we front on the brass Do our night to night like we cutting the grass Busting ass with a tongue lash fast to cut class the crass get uprooted, the passionate run past cuz they got nothing to lose You either live how you want it or you suffering through You going for the gold or you slipping on the track But no matter where you're at you can never turn back Hook
9.
Images 02:56
Analyrical: I can say a lotta venom if i want to, and if I want to I'll stain this track Save an act, no let em drown, never step around challenges abound,stress the sound best address 'em now, I heard you talking all the way How much cockiness can fit in one day? How much energy is needed to be dealing with the feelings you erased, better check the pace, leatherface Rawhide, glamour, Glitz, ball size The truth is in you, but we always see the false side Small Cries, Big Cheers, hands up, braindead Love that swagger, but never care what they said Phingaz: There's no such thing as a mirror. Only windows, so take a look at my soul. Hook: I hope that image shatters on the ground(shatters on the ground) I hope that image turns you around (turns you around) How many tales can the truebadours unveil How many songs til a movement starts You can make the lyrics crazy as hell But when is it Garbage and when is it art? Analyrical: You a hard-ass huh? A real ballbuster Your way or the highway, watch your friends all suffer Watch em plan a revolt, hands full of repulse Final Frontier where the fear is a weak pulse Please show a sense of your duty Admit your mistakes and ditch the ingrate Interlaced with inner traits that invade the innate Intimate the inlaid that innovate the innerspace We're all just living on a line We're here together but you're on your one of a kind Too needy, Too Greedy, Too Stubborn The realness in you always hidden undercover Hook Phingaz: It's a simple damn question, "How much are you respecting?" Yourself? Your life? Or those who give you all your blessings. Testing my patience, through self degradation. A fundamental flaw in the human situation. I'm asking for help, I can't do it by myself Keep your mind greedy This is not about wealth Keep your mirror clean - it's everyday maintenance Make it a habit on the steps to greatness I'm not saying there's no way to cut loose, It's all in moderation - less your lies become truth If it hurts too much, then tell me who are you? With nothing to hold onto, no parachute Stop jumping - all these bridges Stop digging - all these ditches Cause if you're saying your the best, best remember your roots There's always someone better than - you.
10.
Analyrical: One eye open and the ashes still burn Cedar chip floor with the dirt and the worms Face all crusted from the treaches of the road Pick up all possessions, it's time for us to go Phingaz: The dawn creeps close I can feel her tight grip Clench around my neck in a white knuckled fist It's been 37 minutes since my last cigarette We never get a second to stop and catch a breath Analyrical: Coats buttoned tight, and the boots laced up Can't quite remember that last paystub Weapons held close and the safety off lock Don't know the thought of calm, cuz the threat is nonstop Phingaz: The ignorant beast - Always had it coming The liar and the thief - Always had it coming The blasphemous leech - They always had it coming Now sweet deaths release - is what they get from us. Analyrical: The fear of the unknown never goes away We run into the wicked almost every single day Don't care where your from, do care how you tread If the heart becomes rotten, then bang bang your dead Phingaz: Some who disagree with the way we do business And that's a quick trip to the top of they shit list At last we spoke, the words we not sincere The wolf's been on our tail for the last 3 years. Analyrical: They always come close, but they can't quite find Chasing through the maze, always one step behind Wanna get it done, better change up the measures Most of you criminals can't take the pressure Phingaz: You gotta see - there's a flaw in the system For everyone taken another goes missing It's a battle that we're in and the battle doesn't quit We won't be staying long cause the pieces don't fit. Decide who to punish - he always had it coming That lives that you judging - he always had it coming The hypocrite statement - he always had it coming Religious based matrix - he always had it coming Keep the mirrors clean - You always have it coming Challenge your regime - You always have it coming Be careful what you teach - You always have it coming Because we aren't what we preach - We always had it coming Phingaz: The image draws clear I can see my true fear A reflection of self stands far to near This one has to be the worst I knew it all along My partner in crime, he helped me grow strong Analyrical: We know each other well, extensions of our-self To get where we are, I needed your help The peas of the pod living in the mental cell Goodnight my friend, I'll see you in hell Phingaz: I take two small steps towards the man I know best By the end of the night, he'll be laid to rest Analyrical: That one that you know is the one that takes your soul. We needed we to make me feel whole In a split second, the teacher is the maker The circle is complete, you are your own savior Side by side we see our own figures Turn our guns on each other and both pull the trigger

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Analyrical and Phingaz are: Common Labor

An organic combination of sound and improvisation. Common Labor grew out of a 48 hour marathon recording session, taking the energy normally reserved for weeks of recording and brainstorming and cramming it as little time as possible; Common Labor aim to keep the listener engaged. With unique instrumentation, thought provoking lyrics and a no limits outlook, Common Labor will delight fans of Hip-Hop, Rock and Alternative.

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released January 22, 2013

Phingaz wrote and played the Instruments.
Analyrical and Phingaz wrote and performed all the Lyrics.
Phingaz mixed it.
Bob "The Pro Tools Terrorist" Lindberg mastered it at Gravebomb Studios.
Artwork, Layout and Design by Anthony Sclavi and Courtney Bomkamp
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Egypto said this was a good idea.
Words & Music published by This Music is Sootable (ASCAP)

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