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The Psycho Realm
ART OF EXECUTION
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez)
(Jacken)
Lets start this with scandalous war criminals
Who act heartless, parade in harmfest
Don't let arms rest and dwell in darkness
Our search accomplished finding fugitives who're in hiding

Artist: Psycho Realm
Album: Psycho Realm
Song: Bullets
Typed by: LenchMobian@free.fr

[B-Real]
Lost dreams of innocence long past
Through time memories burn and fade like ash

DYSFUNCTIONAL
(J.Gonzalez)

(Jacken)
They say my function's interupted by alcoholic consumption
Hennesey or Tennesse whiskey hunting for something more potent
for getting disorted when I'm recording
It's important my sorted thoughts ain't locked up in something dormant

Don't talk about crimes that you saw, you don't wanna get mix in the war. Hell you crazy if you think there could ever be peace with the streets & the police.
Forget about the faces you saw, is a bit of casualties & war. Hell you crazy, if you think there could ever be peace with the streets & the police.

duke
Wicked smilling, aluminates the stage right before the raping ballad. Lyrically an assassing, dashing when the cops feel they're crashing. Shot, kill, play tearial slash. Who'm I should blast. ? L.A. Pigs that are rats. Hands in the bag, pull a fat stash from the pocket, & I higher then a NASA rocket. Black & white as you shake to pray. Fuck around & live the next day. Ok, when I rolling in the streets of the guero, when know down like a perro.

Don't be a good neighbour to her
I'll send a love letter
Straight from my heart, fucker!
You know what a love letter is
It's a bullet from a fuckin' gun, fucker!
You receive a love letter from me
And you're fucked for ever

I'm from the family Sick Symphonies underground crowds are into me
Got out the industry 'cause the label became my enemy
It wasn't meant to be the machine was just trying to censor me
Didn't do it for Sony so they ended up releasing me
Independent no longer locked down for an infinity
So my vicinity remains true to my identity
Sick Jacken exploiting the sound verbal attacking ear drums
From where you're standing you'll catch the rapping

The simplest shit ain't plain to see
Chaos floods the life on these streets
Took a wrong turn on burned concrete
And now the enemy dies for free
Real young guns are kept firing
And the clowns that are holding it down are smiling
We kill our own and bring sirens
And act out the ultimate plans of fighting

POISON RITUALS (Pow Wow)
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez)

Hook:
Fiend when the leno gets put to the flame
Caps and 'shrooms stems to alter my brain
Drop a few tabs to make me insane
The I lose myself in a realm of strange days

Send "Psycho City Blocks" Ringtone to your Cell
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We came to drop these styles; it's no shock
We rock 'til the cops come and knock non-stop

We come from psycho cities and blocks
We're raisedby gunshots low life in hip hop

Psycho Realm - Street Platoons Lyrics

Chorus (x1)
Time is short and my life is sick
That's how it is man look at this shit
You get abused by street platoons
Hit you like wind and what-cha gonna do?
We break circles of enemies blocks get shot with defeat

На момент выхода альбома в состав этой латинос группы входили 2 брата Sick Jacken и Big Duke, а так же немалоизвестный B-Real.
Альбом носил название группы и быстро разошелся среди фанатов. Шестьдесят минут мрачнейшего хард-кора, сюрреалистические тексты, испанский язык – они были плоть от плоти улиц. Музыка в первом альбоме была всем, о чем мечтал Jacken. “Это был саундтрек для улиц. Наши треки – это музыка в документальном стиле. Она играет, а мы рассказываем о том, что сейчас творится на улицах. Мы сами переживаем этот опыт и потом записываем его для вас”.
Лирика Psycho Realm политическая и символичная. Вместе, музыка и слова, помогают создать образ улицы, с ее углами и тупиками, - своеобразные джунгли, где вместо зверей ходят люди, только вряд ли они представляют меньшую опасность; связь этих улиц и высших чинов, их жадные, бредовые мысли о том, как переделать мир. Постоянно звучат сравнения политики улиц и политики на глобальном, национальном уровне.
По треку Stone Garden вы сможете хорошо почувствовать атмосферу всего альбома. Мрачный бит и лирика о том что все когда-то умрут, ну и название соответствующее. На этот трек также был снят клип.

WASTED
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez)

(Duke)
We run in the packs, sick dogs of attack
Methods of warfare, front to the back
shooting in the troops the juice so they last
Put it in the food can't get through the mask