America has locked up so many black people it has warped our sense of reality

America has locked up so many black people it has warped our sense of reality

Onry Ozzborn Duofilm Unleashed!

The wait is over! Onry Ozzborn of Fake Four Inc has finally released his incredible 14-minute short film Duofilm, the accompaniment/trailer for his long awaited (not so) solo release of the same title. What began as a collection of beats keeping the artist up long nights attempting to color in the lyrics became a eureka! moment where Onry realized his best approach would be to enlist the support of close family, friends, and artists to finish this ambitious work. With special appearances from Aesop Rock, Kimya Dawson, P.O.S., Homeboy Sandman, and many more Onry's film offering is a watershed moment for Northwest hip-hop. View duo film in its entirety below:

Space Gorillaz (Lyrics)

Gorilla silhouette/ Soaked ink inside your syllabus/ Line strokes, the spine of the lie-soaked villages/ Personified light, on a rhinestone pilgrimage/ Still-frame rhymes fractal in freestyle images/ Brilliance mirrored/ Pirouetting ear-ward/ Penetrating perfectly the mind filter's interior/ the Infinite, intimate to its infant initiate/ Potent potentiate slowly molding the limitless/ Wisdom's crystal vision freeing seers from prison/ The tree of life's seeds being seen in the prisms/ Winter's silken snow down in pendulum flakes/ The hum-drum of the "known" loud in gelatin shapes/ Out of the skeleton-faced proud on terrestrial scapes/ The deep growl of iniquities questions awakes/ Deep slumbering pity on Celestial scapes/ But is it Saint Gabe or Grim Reaper who takes you to fate?

Black Hole Verse

Ever thought you'd slip into the edge of a black hole?/ This rap soul-catcher is the end of your wack goals/ Verse is like the rapture/ Light bends and the glass broke/ The last mold fractured/ then you're sent to the last hope/My scope/Aperture of a cast woke/ from lassos to capture the vast past of the vassals/ Blast holes with catapults crashed fast to the castle/ Raps shatter the cattle that grass sat in the battle/ I grasp a ax like the asp rattles to addle/ So step back or get clapped/ You ain't passing the hallowed/ If you try to challenge you'll get left in the shadows/ I'm true depth/ You got no pool, you shallow/ Saddle up to travel down the annals in barrels/ The sands move past the hands of time faster than arrows/ Camera snaps, the candle wax, surrender your shine/ and stammer back cause all goes black, the end of this line/