Sow & Reap, by Ghostown

Sow & Reap

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zalexx Ghostown ou l'homme aux mille flows, un artiste unique, un univers tellement riche, un beatmaker de génie, merci d'être toujours là. Mon Mc préféré depuis 13 ans !

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1.	Sowed & Reaped 04:25	lyrics	buy track
That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap Plant it and grow, reap what you sow Making a show, making it flow Taking it slow, aching to know Breaking the blow, rake in the dough Getting the power to take on the might The meteor shower illuminate night Enough of the dark, let's go to the light You're thinking he will, but I reckon he might Liberty go if you happen to move Liberty trapped what you happen to do Liberty know if you're rapping a groove Liberty can't let it happen to you You're two headed dragon duplicity I think I'm a have an epiphany You can be looking for gaps in infinity Seem to be shooting to hit but they missing me Typically flippantly strange, upping the range Middle of age, minimal wage Slipping away, give it away Live for today, making the hay Watching my people get shepherd along Time to be making a record a song Under the rainbow, a leper, a con Have to be quick, not a second too long It's not where are you at but it's where are you from Do you feel sheltered and do you belong What do you do when the people are gone Really depending what vibe that I'm on Kneeling I'm feeling the embers are glowing Head to the top and look up and keep going Hard to be probably never be knowing The muscles get tired but I have to keep going That that a man sow That that a man sow That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap Don't eat don't taste defeat Putting forward best two feet At peace with the rest of me Who that joker jester be? Old friends are best to keep Don't fray don't stray too deep Not afraid to take that leap What you sow is what you reap Rolling along like a rolling stone Everywhere I go, I roam alone Landing right where the stone is thrown Hear those sirens phoning home It's that Ghostown rodeo Steal the show like Romeo Got that phat portfolio It's all about who you know Fresh morning dew and I'm starting again Looking to you gotta spark in my pen Locked in my memory, harking to when This is my special sauce melody blend Don't really know, but I'm hoping to go with it Open the door I can cope with the covid The camera lights, they making a show with it Give us some slack and just cut off the rope a bit Bringing it back, making it phat Shaking the shack, making the track Wake to the facts, making it slap Cutting the crap, getting the knack Walk on a hill top, taking a still shot Life is a thrill but, a question of will but Rocking the flip flops, don't let the kids stop Stopping the kill shot, hop when the beat drop That that a man sow That that a man sow That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap That that a man sow, that shall he also reap
2.	The Jig's Up 02:42	lyrics	buy track
Tell me where and when you're heading I can get what you're getting Press a button change a setting He'll only let you down if you let him For the shilling that you're shelling Are you buying are you selling? The beat is so compelling I can hear you stop yelling Bad company you fell in Looking like a bell end Knowing you're a felon I can guess what you're betting Don't worry stop fretting Just call me on this number Undercover when you get in Keep going heading over Now there's no more half stepping Better watch who you let in Get the rumour dispelling Better watch who you telling And the people that you're dreading And the girl that you're petting In the hotel where you met in Now you're heading down a dead end Tell me where about it's hidden Come forth and be bidden Of the force you've been ridden Of course you were kidding Not lying, you were fibbing Trying too hard to fit in Saying that you didn't But you're just a little pigeon With a kitten's little ribbon Gotta man up put your quid in Dirty bars unstripping In the car unzipping The town you'll be skipping It seems the book that you've written Had to put your little quip in And it indicates you're slipping Don't pretend you were tripping Dunno who you think you"re shitting Get a hold, get a gripping Don't find keep digging The game keeps rigging The gig's up, the gig's in In my face stop spitting Like a dog that's yipping Just shut up, you're ship's in Keep it steady stop jigging The coin that you're flipping Keeps messing with my rhythm In the space where you're sitting Need the case that you've hidden You've been aced it was written
3.	Goodbye Sam 03:29	lyrics	buy track
Every morning when I wake I see you waiting by my side From my fate I cannot hide To the date I slowly slide Before I ate I was holding you All the stories told in you Secretly I'm scolding you In the street more bold with you Sometimes it gets too much I caress with every touch Your emotions make me blush You're my handicap my crutch Can't even take a leak Without you following me in Let me wallow in my sin Know you're hollow in your tin Been together three years but Now it's time to be moving on That's why I made this song Cos every time I turn you on I can see your life is gone Where once your light shone I feel there's no more bond So I head over the pond Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Late night contemplating Used to watch you when I's bating Always keep me up to date But now I think you're mates with Satan I'm just trying to stay sane But you always wanna play games It's so drastic that I'm drained You're so plastic you're so lame Always seeking my attention Always got something to mention My dependance is entrenching Hence my barriers need fencing Now how can I relax when You're sitting winking at me And I'm thinking what can that be Like you cast a web, entrap me Used to be enchanted Now I can't deny the facts Back used to be so smooth Now I start to see the cracks Like you're so insecure You compare yourself to Adam Gotta go on my own journey And I'll figure out who I am Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam
4.	Deadthingz 02:36	lyrics	buy track
Dead things by the side of the road Resting looking for an abode Testing cracking open the code Destined let the body be stowed Dead things by the side of the road Resting looking for an abode Testing cracking open the code Destined let a body be stowed Getting in fashion and getting en vogue I should be so lucky like Kylie Minogue Quick to get the data but slow to upload Slow freak mode now I'm gonna go rogue Easy to pretend that you didn't know When you eat the corn that you didn't sow Hit by the coin that you didn't throw Tech getting smarter but we don't grow Dead things by the side of the road Resting looking for an abode Testing cracking open the code Destined let a body be stowed Dead things by the side of the road Resting looking for an abode Testing cracking open the code Destined let a body be stowed Dead things by the side of the road Dead things by the side of the road Impaled moles by the side of the fence Stained clothes no sign of defence Tip your toes step over the trench Everybody loathes don't know where he went Trapped hogs by the side of the gate Thick fog we decided to wait Hard slog with the effort you make Turn cogs every second you take Dead things by the side of the road Resting looking for an abode Testing cracking open the code Destined let a body be stowed Dead things by the side of the road Resting looking for an abode Testing cracking open the code Destined let a body be stowed Dead things by the side of the road Resting looking for an abode Testing cracking open the code Destined let a body be stowed Dead things by the side of the road Resting looking for an abode Testing cracking open the code Destined let a body be stowed
5.	Breadstick Bowtie 05:02	lyrics	buy track
I got the shotgun You got the briefcase About to pop one Roll up steal your cheesecake Gunning for the top gun Running get your fees paid Gonna have to drop one Cheat my enemies fake The game is rigged You can say you did You can claim your big But your grave you dig Cannot lose if you do not play Look for who not pay Those who roam astray Be a blue note day Well I've heard very bad bad Bad things about you people And I'll do whatever the fuck it is I have to do Run up and attacking you Chav'll have a stab at you Smack you till your black and blue Avenue crack crew Sun shade Hail or rain Custom suit tailor made Hats fit with razor blades I heard you dress well But now I see Not so well as me He was my Uncle Imposters telling me Better stop your jealousy Cost of killing me Be more than a felony My family in Sicily He's my Uncle So every stitch stitched with blood Stitch stitched with blood Then there's you Fucking breadstick in a bowtie Heads nothing to go by Feds looking to low lie You pay now You no die Man money ain't got no owners Shark loaners on corners Beepers and phoners Leave debtors in comas Only spenders One way dead enders Look the wall is tremendous Now the Penthouse don't lend us Thin line between heaven and hell At the gates just ringing the bell The waiting room starting to smell The hate is breaking my shell You come at the king You best not miss You got nothing to bring You can cut those wrists The fallen angel sing Cross you off my list Now you just got dissed And you cease to exist You think I'm blind, I'm deaf Think I don't mind the rest Think I won't sign your death As I dine on your last breath No you didn't pass the test You're a bit past the best Tony escort my guest All in the game yo, all in the game Counting the same dough All look the same yo Saying though Just let it rain so Money's a tango Energy drain so I mean look at me Look at look at look at you When I look and read Monkey see Monkey do If a monkey bleed Monkey blood Monkey true If you do the deed Monkey good Monkey through
6.	D Line 02:26	lyrics	buy track
Come on Barbie, let's go party Come on Barbie, let's go party Rolling on the D line Take the train Claustrophobic Take my pain All packed up like a sardine tin When in walks Barbie and Ken Looked real cute and I liked her style She's wearing a mask Didn't see her smile Been rolling for a hell o' long wile Autumn morning The weather's vile Thoughts of her got misted too Making lists of lists to do Make a wish I whisper blue Make my dreams come crisp and true Wonder why her hair is pink Wonder wonder what she thinks Wonder man I'm on the brink Wander over wanna drink Come on Barbie, let's go party Come on Barbie, let's go party Come on Barbie, let's go party Come on Barbie, let's go party But of course I out chicken Gotta let that doubt kick in Furtive shoulder glance checking Defence my stance is in In my head we conversate All my thoughts she confiscates Yeah so do you like to skate? Bitties in the lounge BK From the soul like a prince Eye contact I didn't blink My did I detect her wink Am I a psycho I think Does she lie the left or right Will be a lonely bed tonight I should say something yeah I might Or just keep my dream a pipe
7.	Golden Black (feat. Nawelle Saidi) 04:23	lyrics	buy track
Golden, golden black and green Golden, golden black and green I set up my bait, but they won't bite Man gotta learn how to say no right Just holding on to a loose drain pipe So far so good, but it ain't alright Why put off what you can do tomorrow Why bite off what you just cant swallow I'm the suspect that nobody follows From dusk to dawn in dust I wallow Yeah I was gonna, but I didn't really wanna Later tomorro' now im a goner What would I have done if I was a whole lot dumber Have a lot of fun, can forever wonder I Take my time don't like to rush Outta gas outta time cold missed the bus Back when my hair stood full and lush Was barely a candy I couldn't crush Hand me a mic don't take the Michael You know that life Go round in cycles I go just over here take an eyeful Eye for an eye but the blind stay mindful Left a message but they don't call back That was my effort, gave it all that I had Fame and the money is it really all that Slide like water glide off a duck's back Golden, golden black and green Golden, golden black and green Hold them, hold them back from me So I was counting chickens but they don't hatch My goals and my soul are like they don't match Guess I shrug, water off a duck's back Some give love, gotta give a hug back Got laid off, too many cut backs So I head off, strap on a rucksack Just gotta figure out where my gut's at Feeling kinda dated outta fashion rugrat Nearly out of fuel I'll head on back Find a bar stool I'll sit on that Feeling like a fool, get back on track Virus do track this life to hack Looking to change this maybe to might Maybe quite most definitely right Clipped my wings but still take flight Lost that fight, fell from great height Ask me a question but I dunno Choose any card like pass to go I used to know such an age ago A feeling that i was rare to go Got some doubts but I won't crack I trained too hard now I got that knack You might not have called me back But its like water glide off a duck's back Golden, golden black and green Golden, golden black and green Hold them, hold them back from me Golden, golden black and green Golden, golden black and green Golden, golden black and green Golden, golden black and green
8.	Wagon 03:20	lyrics	buy track
Ronny what you doing when you getting home again I'll be singing in the wind, I'll be bringing in a win I'll be going for a lager with a laugh around the bend If I had to start again then I'd do it all again I said I wouldn't drink again at least till next weekend Happened on a stag party happened on a hen They said i'm all done in but I'm really on the mend They said I won't get in but ill see you in the end Ronny used to have it all Had a party had a ball Didn't think he'd ever fall Never really thought at all Cheated on his girlfriend Lost custody of Pearl and Ben Lost the house and bought a den Just a place to curl up in Can't believe she sent him packing Pop the cork lips smacking Out of place chase the dragon Talking bout he's off the wagon Started drinking on the jobby Couldn't think his heads foggy Feeling like a bad doggy Come on fight back Rocky Driving trying to clear his mind Turn a corner, feeling fine Didn't see the sheila shine Hit and run left her behind Now he's done, on the run Feeling pain just begun No need to tell no-one Need a little hit of rum Ronny what you doing when you getting home again I'll be singing in the wind, I'll be bringing in a win I'll be going for a lager with a laugh around the bend If I had to start again then I'd do it all again I said I wouldn't drink again at least till next weekend Happened on a stag party happened on a hen They said i'm all done in but I'm really on the mend They said I won't get in but ill see you in the end Louis was a post Grad Drop out and he's breaking bad Living in the Bach pad Pocket money ask his dad Naive like a bunny rabbit Eyes looking old and haggard Lust like a sharpened dagger Must have a golden bag of Stuff, or he'll go off his rag And slag the slag who sold the skag And told his dad, he'd rolled the jag A bolder brag a powder bag Messy like a haberdasher Smoked like a Bacon rasher Eyes glazed he chase the dragon Definitely off the wagon Tracy got just days to go Had to get some tasty dough Pasted on her face to go On the game no place to go Needed somewhere safe to go One way trip to Mexico Had to break it to Louis though Take it like. a placebo He was just not havent it Had too many dabs of it Raided the drinks cabinet Grabbed her head and wacking it Woke up in a pool a blood Phone was ringing, head thuds Hold on love I'm hanging up Wishing they would hang him up Ronny what you doing when you getting home again I'll be singing in the wind, I'll be bringing in a win I'll be going for a lager with a laugh around the bend If I had to start again then I'd do it all again I said I wouldn't drink again at least till next weekend Happened on a stag party happened on a hen They said i'm all done in but I'm really on the mend They said I won't get in but ill see you in the end
9.	Jelly 04:25	lyrics	buy track
Not got a penny, can you lend me, getting steady, are you ready Don't be petty, gotta let me, come and prep me if you ready Heading on my journey and you heard me, don't concern me Try to worm with your sermon and determine what I'm learning Rhythm spark, heart'll start, dunno what's the hardest part Permanently leave a mark, bite like a dog'll bark Water running, overflow, when I gone be sober though As above so below, gotta try to get the dough Getting silly with a tinny, and it really is a pity Like the truth when it hit me, gotta get up out the city Looking like a dummy, not funny, don't shun me Though I'm running outta money still the weathers looking sunny Heading on a roller coast, raise your glass, make a toast Who's gonna make the most, who's first past the post Staring at a hairy belly, muscle gone turned to jelly French cheese, love a deli, Belly's gonna… don't tell me Hey Jo, stay low, just say no, pay dough Get set go, retro, just let show, rainbow, say Hey Jo, stay low, just say no, pay dough Get set go, retro, just let show, rainbow Oh how the time goes, really where your dreams go Dilly dally stream flow, slow blow domino Falling the crow flew, get what you sow, true Regret what you don't do, Step with your best shoes Spinning like a spinning top Falling like a belly flop Shopping like a tele shop, stopped by a tele cop Really not selling myself, not dwelling on self My dwelling, my health, need shilling, need stealth My shelf needs filling, my teeth need drilling My drink keeps spilling, they keep on billing I'm willing my soul, stop digging that hole Start filling that hole, I've been in control My role is blurry, mixed up inventory Like spice in my curry, day groundhog Murray So hurry up and choose one, got my new shoes on Gotta get my cruise on, trying to write a new song Wake up in the morning, put on yesterday's recording My slumber's gone since dawn and ill be sipping coffee yawning My living rooms a studio Get a little food to go, got me in the mood to flow Sounding like its super dope You could think you got me cos you caught me in the lobby But you probably be sloppy, and I'm hopping, never stop me Dunno what you think you taught me But my foremothers before me, got the BIOS to install me Now I'm working on my hobby Hey Jo, stay low, just say no, pay dough Get set go, retro, just let show, rainbow, say Hey Jo, stay low, just say no, pay dough Get set go, retro, just let show, rainbow
10.	Lets Go Back 03:37	lyrics	buy track
Controlling your mind it's subliminal Time on the line it's a crime and it's criminal No lack of design but it's minimal Wanted to shine all the time but they dimmed 'em all If I couldn't rhyme then I'd sing em all Dropping a line and I'm swinging a syllable Not paying no fine so frig 'em all Higher no sing and no dime in the interval Losing my time I can't win 'em all There be no memo of mine cos I binned 'em all Not got no more wine inadmissible Had a supply that went dry, inexplicable Testing things so let's go back Jesting strings so retro track Testing things so let's go back Jesting strings so retro track Turn up the bass it's not phat enough Had to barge through, they're not backing up Waiting the day when the money starts racking up School kids and cool kids and junkies be jacking up Prodigy Kool Keith'll smack 'em up Probably look for a girl to be shaking up Open those hips just a bit and I'll lap it up Needed a snack on the menu the cat is up They said it's hip hop but not rap enough Globally round the world is not flat enough Soaking the ground the vibes they can frack 'em up Need to be feeding me, take the track, snap it up Testing things so let's go back Jesting strings so retro track Testing things so let's go back Jesting strings so retro track

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Sow & Reap is album number 6 (7 if you count Culture Vulture), there has also been a few EP’s and instrumental releases, since 2018 there has been around one new song a month for the last 3 years!, Hopefully we can keep that up! This album has seen the most collaboration between me and Kirsa since the days when we first worked together (Reflectionz 2008) Bringing a level of turntablism (apparently not a word according to my spell checker) not yet seen! Tracks like Golden Black (which also feature the wonderful vocals of Nawelle Saidi (Known for Screenatorium, Degiheugi & Dr Flake) show how separate tracks can be brought more to life by the DJ’s touch, creating new melodies and frequencies which could not be achieved any other way.

The album is mostly down tempo, celebrating failure and mid life crisis (again)”Sow/Golden”, with a dedication to roadkill and trapped hedgehogs “Deadthingz”, an ode to HBO & Netflix “Breadstick”, before breaking off into a toe tapping jig of joy with the don’t do drugs kids track “Wagon”, actually who cares track “Jelly” and just do what you want track “Lets go Back”

The overall tone is your usual mixture of light hearted darkness, hypnotic grooves, toe tapping head nodding beats, some 90's vibes (Breadstick), some folk samples, some ska vibes, but all held together by the Ghostown glue!

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released May 13, 2021

Written played, performed + produced by Rael
Scratch by Kirsa
D Line produced by Kirsa + Rael
Wagon riff written by Lewis Powell

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Ghostown Morecambe, UK

Making wonky hip hop since 98. Musician/Beatmaker/vocalist Rael from the UK expatriated to France where he created Ghostown. Bringing elements of tsigane folk music, electro, dub and trip hop to an unconventional uncompromising alternative hip hop festival which can't be pinned down or categorised. ... more