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Hunter's Moon

by B.B.Z Darney,D-Rev,uMaNg

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1.
D-Rev Verse 1 Sometimes i feel hip hop dun' ripped my whole life in bits while im performing on stage on some old MIKE vic shit Got me Holding the MIC like im the law And this is my prison and its in it for killing my dogs Yeah all my friends are dead or gone, It's just me submerged inside of a dirty time where im cursed to strike at some worthless rhymes about girls and diamonds from some nerdy guys Who claim heat grippin and gangs creep with em but they be trippin cause they pay street niggas to certify em, And im furious im getting sheer boredom piercing my peers within this weary biz they fear inferior im serious, as lyricists their lazy rhymes force me to sleep, they Ram Z's(ramses) in my head but never appear amid a pyramid But look who want it, another clown who'll stress and die slow Cause he don't know how to be himself without a trend to follow, I'm triple H spittin water out and grinnin vile, You a middle school wrastler, how you pinnin(pennin') my flow My mind metaphysically wrestles you into a position where contextualism suplex's your nexus to a comprehensible existence, Then it tumbles and pins you into intellectual submission, You claim you a killer yet you still no threat, you steal from vets And plagiarize worse than the bible stealing tails of Gilgamesh, Why pay attention when your talk is cheap, You just another rapper me and umang callin weak, autumn breathes uMaNg Hook This the full moon after the harvest, hear that growling we starving been losing it, since fasting the backend of august/, Hope you fastened for slaughter, we'll see if you got the guts, cause competition is not enough/ This the full moon after the harvest, hear that growling we starving been losing it, since fasting the backend of august/, creatures fattened for autumn, and you know how our stomach do, you we famished for the hunter's moon... uMaNg Verse 2 The Unearthed, my verses buried they rose up like a mercenary with a personal feud with the Virgin mary/, fraudulent claims from the false prophet, Freudian shame when ya mom's top less, you sorta watch slobberin'/, so when you drop comments behind of your desktop with top Ramen my demons exercise like stock options/, you ain't hood, you a scrapped vehicle with no top on it, I inspire rappers to mind vomit/, thoughts in my sublime noggin are blights, upon ya fruits of labor they pray for they rescue then they shoot the savior/ bazooka my zumba neighbors, then come Halloween my cult, following drink the punch & become hallow beings/, I set the mood right, even the moonlight is too bright, when I start to inhale I consume light/ then feast upon ya fears, like a Pennywise peace to all the kids, that are dead inside free them all to IT so I can rest my eyes/, this is ya chance to run expand your lungs in chapter one the chateau plays the background where the shadows lunge/ appearing 3 dimensional tearing through meat your flesh and all staring deep through your central hearing screams mean the death of you/, I spin a narrative spitting strip it barenaked stick it in this here basement visit it on rare occasions/, there is a monster in my attic, demonstrative a savage within, Autumn Breathes at it... AGAIN! uMaNg Hook This the full moon after the harvest, hear that growling we starving been losing it, since fasting the backend of august/, Hope you fastened for slaughter, we'll see if you got the guts, cause competition is not enough/ This the full moon after the harvest, hear that growling we starving been losing it, since fasting the backend of august/, creatures fattened for autumn, and you know how our stomach do, you we famished for the hunter's moon...
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Flashing By 02:59
1. I'm Frankenstein, too frank for minds, deflate your eyes till they cave inward & make you think inside/, I'm too late to arrive, this red carpet smell like dead armpits of these artists who stand armless/, you are harmless from arm's length, when the bomb's laid pray to God to get out of harm's way/, my blast radius pass radiation through mass craniums extends to space to crash aliens/, this is life at the speed of light of which I'm speeding by, I'm turning heads till they demon like/, I think you hoping that this beating lasts, you don't even need to ask I'll provide an all-season pass/, put on a spectacle near the theater where Caesar's stabbed, you left a vegetable it's all revealed in ya CT scan/, mistress blew me the kiss of death with her pussy lips instead when she lift her legs you hear a sickening laugh/, trying to lure me to the void itself, where it's moist but smells & voices yell where her poison dwells/, pleading ain't I going to help, she said leave them boys in hell inserted me in then enjoyed the feels/ 2. To these currupt bankers, To cop a nickel(copper nickel) or dime, I'd never sell my soul for(sulfur) a 'platinum' plac/ And put a bore on(boron) real heads and bury 'em(barium) in raps that's wack/ Words on your tongue stingy(tungtin) that's a fact/ See how im in my element on some periodic table shit?/ And tell my every peer y'all dictate bullshit??/ Ha, you should rewind that, i know that gazed your old head 'cause/ If you buy bars for private prisons you should be able to catch one/ Off that, i feel im abusing the subject/ And I just dropped an album all about your ruthless curruption/ But i wish i rapped about the very busted up concept/ That we call the military industrial complex/ Tho, trust i got woke rage fueled records/ Locked away underground in a great room restin/ Hidden deep in a place few get in/ Like the military hiding plasma research to make new weapons/ Outro i cant wait to drop a another solo album on you bitch ass niggas, i know my nigga Umang feels the exact same mothafuckin way, and my nigga BBZ shits on yall wack producers way sicker, so, truth be told, alotta rappers in the game gotta fuckin die
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Tranquility 04:18
Verse 1 I - This is life post label, don't say no, kept my ghost attached with both cables/ feeling unwanted, had my guns drawn at, close range, cloak draped the fun started/, nighttime assassin bright lights a factor why hide when I write like masters/ nice try, that's when they pat both backs, mine and bbz's, we got our black rose back/, label heads gets they asses in they bath robes capped, leave the murder scene laughing as they have toes tagged/, that last album we delivered to y'all, almost split us apart, threw years of friendship in the dark/, turbulent waters for our ship to embark, fear the map lied, nearly capsized shipment was lost/, had to reroute, I sat in denial, made a tough decision but we glad to be out/, I'm searching for that inner silence, instead I find my head is in a grinder with a dentist drilling violent/ I'm a menace to a binder, what I meant is I'm a writer and my pen is in a gliding form forever till it dries up/ Hook Mic check, is this life up yet?, wake me when it ain't quite so dense, I'm too scared to leave the covers, all that noise outside, this anxiety destroys my mind so I chill/, Mic check, is their rhyme up yet, afraid not and I'm right on deck, when this music throw me curveballs the biz be a trained enemey, I try to seek out some tranquility/ Bridge Sometimes the cold ain't bad, when you heading on straight to the no-way path/, sometimes the cold ain't bad, you still figuring shit out & the code ain't cracked/ Verse 2 This is life with no label to make straight bank great from rhymes flows made so.. ..mind blowing just to enlighten folks shaded by light made to smight the soul fatal, Finding ways that i can cake off lines created fine as gold tables with wine that's old aged on ice, Reading books to learn grind and dope pay all night, Chain smoking while i design my own lane fo' hours, Sour, haze and dro power the mesh that blocks fuckin stress, Moms drinking more and sis got locked up again, And this industry sucker just said something so dumb and ugly to get crumbs from my bread, Money hungry motherfucker just said, "ima leader in the music industrial mess. You wanna hunt with the best? make a one hit wonder yo, bet" And I'm thinking why buss for the trends? That's why i hate these labels, how y'all leaders following runs of the rest? You coked up leaders(liters) i should mix you with Red RuM and get drunk to your death! But.. That was the past, and pops died from drinking, And dirty capitals success surely had em choked yes and these other 3 labels i got love for yall, Illadrenaline you was booked winter to fall, Mic theory had internal issues that im not gon' rap about, and UGHH put in the towel but now im glad it's out its all love i understand; when things get real as shit you take time off so you can deal with it, grown man shit no rhyme needed and cash from our hustin, is getting bbz a ps4 with this dirty capital money.. Hook Mic check, is this life up yet?, wake me when it ain't quite so dense, I'm too scared to leave the covers, all that noise outside, this anxiety destroys my mind so I chill/, Mic check, is their rhyme up yet, afraid not and I'm right on deck, when this music throw me curveballs the biz be a trained enemey, I try to seek out some tranquility/ outro Bridge Sometimes the cold ain't bad, when you heading on straight to the no-way path/, sometimes the cold ain't bad, you still figuring shit out & the code ain't cracked/
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The Storm 03:28
1. Open the floodgates, my blue collar soaking with bloodstains while I'm choking from duct tape/, mentally I'm broken in much ways I'm undisciplined I cannot be housebroken in one day/, ouch, that was the newspaper on the dome, I never knew hate till I was born/, I only knew my mother for weeks, my eyes barely opened I could see blood covered the sheets/, she lay motionless, my yelps she don't seem to notice them, then, the door opened and/, couple of boots walked in, grabbed me by the small of my neck, threw me against the wall and I bled/, I blacked out, woke up to a rustling, what seemed to be a garbage bag I'm stuck in this fucking thing/, noticed a rip so I'm going towards it but my reflexes, this what is birth defect is/, where there's a will there's a, well you know the rest, managed to drag myself all to the way to the opening/, that's where the storm laid ahead to where it took me now, I reflect on my life before they put me down.../ then the lightening hit, that's where my bite got big, instead of this needle, this where I strike instead/, this what they get playing catch with this rabid dog, once my I snap my jaw, this where I snatch it all/ hook2X: im just a young dog sprinting through a halloween storm getting chased by the ghost of his past yo, i pray these phantoms dressed in dark cloaks never catch up and take me, to enslave me, 2. 100 miles and runnin, heavy heart bumpin, depression starts singing, notes hit the beat in my chest i start swinging, mental scars gushin, im fighting for reasons to keep stepping hard strugglin, i was just a young dog, cell block 80, thats the name people gave to the hell pops brang me, i cried out for love, as frail snots grazing, my lips i spent nights shouting help god save me, fast forward to now, warring brute sounds, battle drums bang thru enormous huge clouds, banshees sound off, roaring thru howls of the wind, my will power is my sword, this storm is to lit, its raining, muddy puddles i strafe in, i cant be number 2, i must succumb to some greatness, win or lose war, puppy love is just fakeness, i can only be a zero or number 1 in this matrix hook2X: im just a young dog sprinting through a halloween storm getting chased by the ghost of his past yo, i pray these phantoms dressed in dark cloaks never catch up and take me, to enslave me,
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In The Air 03:18
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uMaNg Verse 1 I take my rhyme page & set it ablaze, smoke the ashes & send it in space/, impact the heavens, dispatch the message, distract the method?, it's bad diss tracks from this cat D-Rev &,/ Darney bringing august heat to this autumn steez, thinking bout it so much I even FALL asleep/, yo, prevail on loose leafs, inhale a cool breeze till I pit stop in hell to spew freeze/, from his pipe he just blew rings, you can tell he frontin' nice when his tooth gleamed/, jack your new swing locked up in cells, lost in my shell broke out rocket propelled/, this my calling, that I used to ignore, instead of chewing I would choose to eat food through a straw/, but what is life without risks, playing it safe wasn't cutting it, so pulled out the knife from out ribs.. I used to dip out the balcony, without the ground beneath thought I would just slip down knock out my teeth/, where my safety net, I'm trying to bypass the lasers where the safe be at, should I withdraw like ATMs/, uMaNg Hook I'm a bar thrower living in the past, hit you in the back with my pogg holder/ non-donor listed, I won't permit this I ain't ever been more right, than a side-scroller shifting, nigga what! I'm a bar thrower living in the past, hit you in the back with my pogg holder/ non-donor listed, I won't permit this I ain't ever been more right, than a side-scroller shifting.. D-Rev Verse 2 There comes a time in your life when your trying to find A vibe you can ride to drive you to heights where the sight is divine Cause so much of the sky touches the eye and combines with your fine Accomplished grind brought into time with your pineal's bind- ing atom abilities, Im talking the time in your life when you wanna be with the stars and aligh with happier feeling things No matter the glits and gleam, gold, glamorous hoes asking for pictures, suites, Boats, cash and a rope matching a wrist so mean, I can rewind to that time of my life, The details are for another song but i can provide you insight On how i got out, see i accepted the process is always tuff To get what you want, best if you fall get up, Cause for some reason when you fight thru stuggles gettin it The more likely accomplished goals will be how you envisioned it, So remember a star is someone successful no matter the fame.. Some stars are far from our gaze I'm just a fallen leaf picked up by the wind.. i'm up.. Now i can just fly away.. to a place where there is no pain... I used to dip out the balcony, without the ground beneath thought I would just slip down knock out my teeth/, where my safety net, I'm trying to bypass the lasers where the safe be at, should I withdraw like ATMs/, I'm a bar thrower living in the past, hit you in the back with my pogg holder/ non-donor listed, I won't permit this I ain't ever been more right, than a side-scroller shifting, nigga/ uMaNg Hook I'm a bar thrower living in the past, hit you in the back with my pogg holder/ non-donor listed, I won't permit this I ain't ever been more right, than a side-scroller shifting, nigga what! I'm a bar thrower living in the past, hit you in the back with my pogg holder/ non-donor listed, I won't permit this I ain't ever been more right, than a side-scroller shifting..
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Another Day 03:22
intro: that night the moon was bloody when decided to leave, i should have stayed with my soldiers but i had other wars to fight, oh man, i miss my niggas 1. i get high and look at life through a vile lens, and see sophisticated gang bang violence reigns, it's sad but don't play no violins, just let the beat bang, on the real(reel), the scenes change, no movie, so can never freeze frame, thats why i forever seek ways, to cleverly better my mental beretta spittin' led on each page, each day my clock is passing dreams made for options, are the stars where i reach way to cosmic.. im just venting and rapping along the track hard, i know whats real, the fact that im god wont last long, so i trust god will help me write 'till i tear a wrist (terrorist) to blow up, thats an allah who act bar, safe to say im the bomb but i learned to remain calm and pursue what i love to act upon to turn on Hook: in the earths rotation be alone in the zone if it hurts so painfully and work on making each curse go away for each soul, and your own.. surf on waves with inner words spoke gratefully and learn bridge: I kept my 45 by my side when talking to my enemy, they threatened me to join with them but i resisted, 2. People fear what they don't understand, & I'm over it, we came to chop it up, till it's shoulder length/, it ain't human nature to grow with enormous hate, at your core and base unless the moment you born & raised/, was poison based self loathing negativity cells cloning when push comes to shove, like elbowing/, so you made some mistakes but keep yourself growing on the real it starts from real slowly well flowing/, rip the bandage off the topic like it's velcro & whether you female or male you know what maelstrom is/, being better than peer pressure instead of succumbing to sheer when you bullying cause we fed-up/, I meet you in the flesh, I treat you with respect, be unique & follow each groove to your best/ beat of your own drum, own your significance love thyself & embrace cultural differences/, our pigment is, only skin deep, why do we mistreat if we were born blind would that fix things/, if we were made in the image of the father, why do we deliberately falter/, ignorance is a prison we mentally dissolve from, if we can shed it there's eventually a solvent/, self non-acceptance is a reflection heed some wise words let me tell you what Celest said/, embrace embolden the YOU within your own skin let's create that moment the youth is where it all stems/ Hook: in the earths rotation be alone in the zone if it hurts so painfully and work on making each curse go away for each soul, and your own.. surf on waves with inner words spoke gratefully and learn
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1. In the ring im nice... Im on toes kickin flows naturally hittin all foes wicked, Compotition will come positioned in a calm pose after i compose composition That i bring to fights... Have thier jaw broke spitting out- the shit i do, it's viscious dog, no bitch shit You'll be knee deep in my blows to the peak of your nose and you know that i got focused fist And arm bars for each of your soldiers in a way that could rival the arms race between the U.S. and the league of the soviets I'll go round for round with anyone sparring in your boxing studio They one-dimensional And won't defend elbows thats scarred from hitting BBZ sand bag beats hunched over a desk, hands at peace, Studying the rhythms of a kick.. You mayweather's in the octagon with connor McGregor And i got fire punches Burn and smash ya teeth and ya chin up Im bruce lee with the nunchucks so if you think you a match for me, you'll get lit up The audacity, All you wack emcees Can get it hook:With every fiber of our being, we run the gauntlet fighting, until our names light up on the scene/, a pipe is all you dream, you thick in a spot, live on the block? Only makes sense you exit in a box/, this ain't for the feint of heart, this for them rappers trying to excel I make em wanna stay large/, nigga play ya part & lose cause the game has won, courtesy of 2 of hip-hop's favorite sons/ 2. Cut the weak shit, I'm undefeated when comes to wreaking, havoc on the weekends you abandoned on the deep end/, you drown, unless you grow gills you a little green on the pad when you rap, so every croak kills/ I commend your wife on her throat skills, I bust thru the back of that skull then groan "how ya dome feel?"/, when notes spill it's a free for all, when ya firstborn fetus spawn he'll feed us all till his meat dissolved/, I been rapping to beats, I grin at an emcee, his end's after I speak, it's rinse lather repeat/, I'm Vinsanity's peak, minus north of the border arcade mode since defiantly holding a quarter/, my favorite childhood pastime, ask moms I would roll into kindergarten half blind/, don't let me wind up I'll swing for fences if my projectile hit your wings you're defenseless/, I go against the grain beat of my own drum I revert niggas to children eating they whole thumbs/, I keep my passion live, especially when I sleep inside a mattress sized book of matches where your ashes lie/, the undisputed, non believers come to view it, this for my people on the verge of saying enough of music/, I kept the same hunger, check this dame stuck up(hip-hop) I'll have kept her rings when I hangar/hang her where the planes done up/... hook:With every fiber of our being, we run the gauntlet fighting, until our names light up on the scene/, a pipe is all you dream, you thick in a spot, live on the block? Only makes sense you exit in a box/, this ain't for the feint of heart, this for them rappers trying to excel I make em wanna stay large/, nigga play ya part & lose cause the game has won, courtesy of 2 of hip-hop's favorite sons/
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hook: Good energy can cover the pain\ its like a shield held by a fragile soul/ Suppress that negativity, its coming your way\ Stand firm, keep it together, don't shatter no/ Shit, red wine's what we sippin today/ This the blood of god good lord give me the strength/ Good drink and communication/ Never let a heavy heart keep you from good vibration/ 1. Guess that's the way cookie crumbles, rumble young man rumble, uh-oh, look he stumbled/, life is cutthroat, hope that mine ain't cut short, then here in the near future I'll be rhyming much more/, I want my wife to just know she the one I admire the most even though I inspire such woes/, no bones about it, I haven't been sleeping well, I'm worried about my future being in a cell/, it's swept away at my sanity bent the shape of reality it would mean my death if I was kept away from my family/ please God, I've learnt the error of my ways, if you could please subside the terror in my days/, I took my freedom for granted, you never realize the value of something till it's in jeopardy then vanished/, so here's my plea to the man above, I'm grateful for my family they are my happiness I can't have enough/ hook: Good energy can cover the pain\ its like a shield held by a fragile soul/ Suppress that negativity, its coming your way\ Stand firm, keep it together, don't shatter no/ Shit, red wine's what we sippin today/ This the blood of god good lord give me the strength/ Good drink and communication/ Never let a heavy heart keep you from good vibration/ 2. back when the pain of life striked my core in a way I might be scorned 'til after i fade, anevery sunday my grandmas bright mind impored that that was the day and time christ is for, but id rather play time crisis 4 up at the arcade, it just wasnt for me, i was just.. i dont know.. in a place.. in my heart.. full of hurt.. not of love.. hot and low.. in a state.. in the dark.. choked and murked.. convo's sucked.. mama know.. sister aint view the scars, so we burnt.. by the trust not at home.. it was pain rooms apart.. we was young, and i just turned 26 and im stuck within the hustle of gettin bucks like a hungry hunter in the money biz, and you somewhere in some other pit on another spin zone on this fuckin big globe duckin pig noses stuck up shit, i know you hate the cops im glad we got something in common damn, we cant keep living as the fuckin drama pans, we grew up together, and truth will make us see, no more locked doors, communication's key. love you sis. hook: Good energy can cover the pain\ its like a shield held by a fragile soul/ Suppress that negativity, its coming your way\ Stand firm, keep it together, don't shatter no/ Shit, red wine's what we sippin today/ This the blood of god good lord give me the strength/ Good drink and communication/ Never let a heavy heart keep you from good vibration/

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released November 18, 2017

Hunter's Moon is the second edition to the Autumn Breathes saga. Inspired by the dark imagery of the blood moon drawn by the astrologic relationship between the sun and moon, this piece is the darker of the two Autumn Breathes show casings, full of near-halloween, late-night energy derived from the erie instrumentals produced by B.B.Z Darney. Since working together before, Umang and D-Rev show they have increased their knowledge of the verbal chemistry they create together when making music from tracks one through ten. As said about the previous project: If one is a fan of the craft of Hip Hop Emceeing, the math that goes into making rhymed words equal to a rhythm, the ecstasy of understanding a metaphor on beat, and the delicacy of making a vivid mental picture on an instrumental, then this is the album for you.

''The Hunter's Moon Flashes By
as there is Tranquility before The Storm,
so we get In The Air on our November Flights,
flying Through The Fog,
to Another Day,
where Winter is Defeated,
till we ultimately Fall Without Gravity
repeating the ever vicious cycle.''

The cuts on '' Flashing By '' by DJ PhiLogic.
The cuts on '' In The Air '' and '' November Flights '' by Metaphyzik.
The cuts on '' Winter Defeated '' by DJ Grazzhoppa.

Written and performed by D-Rev & uMaNg.
Artwork,mix,master & production by B.B.Z Darney.

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