Master of Compassion (Lyrics)

from the forthcoming Joe Cyrus debut LP, The Space Between Thoughts

Verse 1

In every life there's a search
that begins with your birth
the first word on earth
to burst through the dirt
The light burns in spurts
And turns with your hurt
The return to the work
To re-learn your worth
You first learn the terms
to discern what is different
Sittin in a class regurgitating a vision
Someone else has given you
the mirror for your mission
That concerns why you're here
your purpose for living
Listen to the rhythm of the planet
of the system
Where they planted your condition
In a vanity division
This is just a catalyst to activate
the analyst
And alchemize the animus
existing in this system
Persisting in the man who's just awakened to himself
And conditions now demand that he faces what he's dealt
Unlimited command from ethereal to wealth
The beginning and the end from bacteria to Self.
From the big bang came big change when this thing
called history brought its reign to this game
A mystery in this range and its aim is shifting in each
frame that takes shape
See, it's just a torus that the chorus of a metaphor
implored us to explore and tour the measure laid before us
Born inside a mineral and movement is the first of the minimal
experience you gain inside of earth
Appearing as a fern when you learn to first turn then work
toward the pinnacle of animal rebirth
Lurkin in emotion with reptilian devotion
In the ocean of your feelings with a million commotions
this is when a fish'll turn its vision to a person
when it first espies its image in the mirror on its surface
Consequent emerging of an animal to person
is the channel that we're surfing in the annals of our searching

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Rule Yourself (Lyrics)

from the forthcoming Joe Cyrus debut LP The Space Between Thoughts

I grew up a white suburban kid
with purposes of servin in
the virgin version certain-ness
my parents turned to burden-ness
Observed and learned the words that churned
from teachers serving murder scripts
Burnin herbs and workin words to turn a verse for furthering
The fervent urge to search the world but lurk within a hermitage
That nurtures earth and firmly works to birth within me meritous
Marriage of song
Carried along
Various wrongs
I learned to skirt the hurt that lurked
Discerning where the error lived
Scary and long
Bearing the cross
Airing through song
The very magic fabric
That was buried in throngs
Terry along
In the merriment
We share in the fog
But the very fact we act from lack
is tearing me up
Reacting to condition from the vision we saw
Thinking our little living gimmick is a mission evolved
Riddles need solved
this will be all
I'm giving for y'all
Since the rest refuse to listen
I will live for this cause

No matter where I go, I see myself in the center
of all the matters that I know like a developed placenta
My nourishment is all the chatter that's blown
from all who enter
All who fall and call the catacomb home
the tall surrender
All the small who saw the wherewithal
To call the gall for rending
To "possible" our flaws as cause to bend the laws of mending
Our Gods are frauds from thought's marauds
that cause our own pretending,
Barrage the flock with thoughts of loss
and stop the neverending
Pause, for the stars, all the false is mirage
These walls will all fall if you watch how they form
Stall within the jaws of time get caught in the storm
Of the karma law that lulls the blind to snore in its roar
Ignore the force that binds the mind to roll in discord
And contorts the mind to buy the lies it told for its hold
On the world that hides the light that shines from all of its folds
But the wise unbind the ties of time to draw from the source

You may call yourself the king, but to me what does it mean?
It's an empty statement made to stake a claim on just a dream
See, it's mistaken faith that's placed on this belief
That with fame you may control the game and make a life with ease
But the hold you told your soul you own is filling you with greed
And the more you roll for ego thrones the more you face defeat
It's ashame to see emcees that think the same as '83
Reiterate and and masturbate, but master nothing but the breeze
I'm after something that is lasting and it happens
To fractal past the mass's pasts and passes into action
A lasting pact to master that which happens from our actions
And pass on that with mastered tracks that blast ya with this rapping
Disaster blasts the habitat for kings until they're captured
The aftermath of which imprisonment forces your rapture
After which what happens is your kingship becomes natural
Cause the subject ruled is just the fool that you were born to master! (your Self!)

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Feel Good Music (Lyrics)

from the forthcoming Wellis Fool album, "Straw Pillars"

Dew drops mist
Sun kiss to dry
Eyes glisten in the morning
Rays split the sky
Haze lifts, legs shift
Shape shift alive
Dream haze
Raised quick
Face lift
and Smile
Each move made smooth
Day blooms in fire
Meditate
Straight legged
Kung Fu
is life
So I take my motivation
from a straightening of spine
Blow the breath below my navel
Only chasin divine
In the mode of lonely waiting
for the moment in life
the culmination of my patience
slowly taking my time
Growing from the lonely state
Holding stasis to light
Feel the gold of lonely ancients
Yoga strengthens my shine
I chin ching
Tai chi inside
Chinese, rise steam
My chi combined
In the temple of my body
Mental sovereignly glides
Elemental to the pinnacle
Infinitely climb

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[Untitled (No!)] (lyrics)

from the forthcoming 8-BZA album, Pieces of 8 Two!

Welcome to the year before it all goes down
We got Aliens arriving over China faking towns
Oil spills broken drills hope is killed in the now
From Obama's broken promises economy's clown
Monsanto's own financial holds what grows from the ground
Exposing holes for radiation glowing moments abound
We know the genome, so we clone the bones from the cows
Skull and bones foreclose the homes we own while masons hold the crown
So I took my motivation hold the page and wrote it down
Uphold the laws of preservation spoken word into a sound
Mold the walls of perpetration to creation from my mouth
While the halls of of maturation guide me patient through the crowd
Walk the fog in analog, talk the talk in catalog
Mark the chalk to datalog the dialogue with the Tao
While diction spits banana bars republics all fall down
Kanye's Western subjects call God, he walks on out

Anthem (Lyrics)

from the forthcoming Gooniez album "Never Say Die"

Joe Cyrus... what's my intro?
Building a temple from my mental on instrumentals
Elemental info encrypted in written symbols
Scripted hieroglyphic a mystic can nod their head to
This is what you need...
so drink it up
Sip the vision giving mixer my vision is spitting up
Gooniez shit's elixirs, no gimmicks, and spitting raw
More spins than sufi wizards and snitches in prison halls

Necessary Connections (Lyrics)

from the forthcoming Joe Cyrus debut LP, The Space Between Thoughts

Another day in Portland, partly sunny out
City summer simmers somewhat beneath the city clouds
Sit in silence, soaking violet rays and seeking different sounds
Thinking bout the different seasons sweeping me to here and now
Even now, winter seemed to bring a change
Inner demons rearranged with the beacon of Tao
Pieces of a broken species froze indecent in clay
All unfold amidst the heat of golden seasons of change
I know the old me would go to all the old scenes
And watch it all control me in routines that I hate
So i open up my eyes and my chest with a breath
And reflect the life that manifests when people connect
The analects of the unanimous, magnanimous mind
Can reflect and will reflect the world's unamorous time
When the merits of our heritage are shared with human kind
And we universally accept the view, "we all shine"

Time is One (Lyrics)

from the forthcoming Joe Cyrus debut LP, The Space Between Thoughts

Verse 1

I woke up in the early morning
It's the same old fucking story
Life can be forever boring
Living like the last day
Workin til my bones are torn
and broken by the frozen storm
of hopin for a moment more
of livin in a past day
Thrown into the broken mold
Alone to be a fallin clone
Ahold, inside a stolen home
While living will just pass me
Prone to rome alone and
While my nose is froze in "prone" (position)
I found a rose unfold a poem
and deliver as my last chance
"Stop all the talkin"
it told me
"stop and just watch 'it'
The moment's not to be offered
It's only gone if we drop it"
If homies are prophets
Lowly songs are responses
to all we see and believe
in this holiest nonsense
Come...to the otherside of time
Where the mind will die
but there's something that survives
The love inside's alive
if you sit inside the quiet
of the vibe and smile...
(Listen)

Chorus 2X

Time is one
We can't rewind it, sun
Let's get together in the now
And reside in love
It provides enough
And requires none
Let's get together
For forever to arrive to us

Verse 2

The future is a pressing question
Suture in my mental essence
Brutal to the moment's message
Always has me hoping
Viewing only what I'm guessing
Moving from my only center
Brooding in a lonely pen that
Always has me choking
Proving to the world of men
I know the move before its end
I'll show and prove the worlds within
And all we be awoken
Truth alone is my conjecture
Views I chose to match my lecture
Who can hoe the soul's projections
Calling for atonement?
You could be the one directing
Humans to a new connection
Through the music your expressing
All can be the chosen
But you continue with your resting
Future waiting for the blessings
Of a guru who can get you
All into the moment
Run, to the mother of your mind
Where the blind will cry
But the love inside is light
You'll come alive tonight
If you look into the center of my eyes
and die
Listen

Chorus 2X

Now is called the present
Cause its neverending blessing
Gives you neverending reverence
for the visions all around you
If you choose to listen
and revert to what your given
you can view without a limit
While the infinite surrounds you
Thought is just a gimmick
That is bought and sold as wisdom
and its walls uphold your prison
While the little things confound you
All you see is giving you
the balls to see the miracle
By falling from the spiritual
And bringing you profound truth
That the truth of living
Is your really non-existent
You're essentially a mimic
Of the critic that has bound you
The beginning and the ending
of the life you think your living
is resultant from decisions
That your ego makes to ground you
Love
is so limitless and kind
It wears away your pride
That the ego chose to ride
It dissipates your cries
if you follow it through time
and arrive inside
ONE MIND

Rule Yourself (Lyrics)

from the forthcoming Joe Cyrus debut LP, The Space Between Thoughts

No matter where I go, I see myself in the center
of all the matters that I know like a developed placenta
My nourishment is all the chatter that's blown
from all who enter
All who fall and call the catacomb home
the tall surrender
All the small who saw the wherewithal
To call the gall for rending
To "possible" our flaws as cause to bend the laws of mending
Our gods are frauds from thought's marauds
that cause our own pretending,
Barrage the flock with thoughts of loss
and stop the neverending
Pause, for the stars, all the false is mirage
These walls will all fall if you watch how they form
Stall within the jaws of time get caught in the storm
of the Karma law that lulls the blind to snore in its roar
Ignore the force that binds the mind to roll in discord
And contorts the mind to buy the lies it told for its hold
On the world that hides the light that shines from all of its folds
But the wise unbind the ties of time to draw from the source