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Actually Happening

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about

This album is many conversations at once. Between my words and Joe's production. With the music of my peers. To the great beauty I find in the creative world.

This is my response.

A question of where I am at, so I may someday recall the answer.
A letter to people I've lost touch with, and those I see daily..

This is my remedy.

This is ACTUALLY HAPPENING.

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released 03 May 2011

All Songs Written By DMLH www.dmlhism.com
All Beats Produced and Mixed By Joe Cyrus www.joecyrus.com
All Tracks Recorded, Mixed and Mastered
by Prince Elwood III for Portland Underground Recording
www.bigmixmaster.com

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Track Name: Cruisin
come hop the fence across your sense of consequence

unlock your breath as if its all you've got left

accept the oxygen that drifts amid debris

the filth and grime we've left behind

exists to keep us all in need

i could find a piece of the light
that burns inside me
by the time the shine reachs my sight
it burns & blinds me

thats why i practice
focused on establishing
a modus that reflects
hearts intent and can remind me

Shine ON, flip the neon in my mind on
Right ON, kick some feeling till the nights gone

dope instrumentals test the limit of my talents
find some balance in the silent
moments centered in the rhythms

full cup potentitial, guess I fill it when im chilling
can you feel it as i spill it
soak your head up with the realness

its all cyclical patterns
made of mystical matter
its even sacred when
i piss in the alley

each individuals chapter
is eventually captured
in others faces when
they finish the rally

whos gon' remember me?
will I be everything
I set out on my quest to be
and leave a standing legacy?

I want my freinds to be
fulfilling destinys
to leave me with the memories
of living like its meant to be!

who wants to journey through roof tops on dew drops?
with not a worry for bull cops or who'd watch?
we got to hurry and slow down the whole towns
a flurry of growth - IT wont count when the clock stops.

who wants to journey through roof tops on dew drops?
with not a worry for bull cops or who'd watch?
we got to hurry and slow down, the whole towns
a flurry of growth
IT wont count when the clock stops.

WHY NOT FLAUNT?
do it!
top notch humans in a droptop cruising

HIGH ON POT?
you and me both
with the hope that the road
we're pursuing brings growth

SHINE NON-STOP?
not from the ego
the light emanates
from the heart of a free soul

VIBE on LOCK
out the gate
and the movement feels GREAT
breaks booming let the bass
take you to another place

ace card in my sleeve
at the bar shoot the breeze
life is hard
i need some bargain relief

like its part of the deal
lets make it real
check your stress at the door
to express how your feel

YES, LETS TALK
voices interlocked
in a boisterous mix of thoughts
that can hoist us out the box


like,
oh look
i'm stealin pages from my own book
feelin famous
hummin notes to my own hook

I want to journey through roof tops on two drops?
not a worry for bull cops or who'd watch?
we got to hurry and slow down the whole towns
a flurry of growth -
It wont count when the clock stops.
Track Name: DMLHISM
i got this herb
some nasty purps
aint got to work
and thats a first

pass the glass
lets stuff it fat
and watch it burn

now watch and learn

the magic word
todays relaxing
nothing bad could happen
grab your stuff
plus some cash
pop the clutch
hit the gas

cruisin..

deep through this circus laughin
hee hee, i seen your fashion
which worthless merchant
let you purchase that obscene distraction

i keep on moving past it
like freeform fluid rapping
i'm feeling smooth and classic
i mean its too fantastic

get stuck in traffic but the slap
up in my music cuts the static
im in tune with the emphatic
afternoon mist

get lost in thought just drivin
search out a spot and find it
this place is posted private

should i just sit and wonder?
i hear this summer thunder
so many rules and regulations
that we are livin under

now i'm just drifted from the subject
flipped my sense of whats to come and
skipped the fence to watch the sun set


Days Made Lazy Hazy, I Stay Me
the world stay crazy and still cant faze me
Days Made Lazy Hazy, I Stay Me
"hate if you wanna, i'ma stay stunna"

i come home, grab a bite
drop the car, grab a bike
watch the stars passing by
above my head on this evening

Its Portland Party Season
hold court with all the heathens
I'm in the basement chiefin
fat j's get all my peeps lit

CBP IPA
pass that cup right this way
im feeling slightly swayed
that means its time to play

i bob and weave with all
these freaks who love the beat
follow my hips and puff the weed
off all the spliffs that come to me

yo dj flip that cut
yo girl come swing that butt
no worries its all fun
we all a little spun

im off that jameson
and shermstixx got that famous grin
4 loked up out his mind
yeah we aint perfect but we making it

lets smoke a demon grit
who got that habit lit
the porch is crowded
and the hostess isnt havin it

she said the show is over
heard it over my shoulder
checkin my txt i got the invite
and went round the corner


Days Made Lazy Hazy, I Stay Me
the world stay crazy and still cant faze me
Days Made Lazy Hazy, I Stay Me
"hate if you wanna, i'ma stay stunna"

cool wind breeze on my face
moonlit streets hold my pace
good chance i'll find my way
just listen for the train

its not that cold tonight
good walk to sober my persona
brush my shoulder off
and smoke a joint of marajuana, right?

the city breathing in the morning night is so alive
i know its right
exploring time as open ended flight

feelin my pocket vibrate
im walkin slow so i'm late
to my late date, thats my fate
but i'm one block away

she stands in porch light sillouhette
as i step forth right up the steps
into her warm hi hey hello and kiss her neck , uh

an inside on the way
its all this give and take
she kiss my hands and face
bite my lips, grip my legs

she got that touch that brings me close and let me go
we breathe slow so every motions more intensly sensual

heart rhythm deep
we laugh and scream
expand release
hold hand in hand
wrapped in each other
land in dreams
like placid breeze


Days Made Lazy Hazy, I Stay Me
the world stay crazy and still cant faze me
Days Made Lazy Hazy, I Stay Me
"hate if you wanna, i'ma stay stunna"


*"hate if you wanna, i'ma stay stunna" borrowed from Trent "Emfasiz" Herrera
listen to his music at www.soundcloud.com/emfasiz
Track Name: I won't Stop (Part 1)
I was a strange little kid with a head full of images
ranging in interests set to learn willingness
changing with every step of development
arranging a sense of everything's relevance

books I'd sketch my pencils down to bits
looks I'd get would send me into fits
never really sure how my peace would ever fit
puzzled by the search for some real intelligence

moved around a bit while my folks sought betterment
every four years find a home to settle in
new kid journey through the school hall regiment
still just learning how to move tall medicine

lunch in the art room later the computer lab
later on I probly spent it chillin with my girlfriend
landed in vermont where I learned to be freer man
standing on my own ideas of acomplishment

and a college kid who couldnt quite follow it
kept the scholarship, put in work for all of it
in the commons after dark learned to politic
bombin raps in parks to earn an audience

worked and learned and loved to be a part of it
turned my work to worth and then departted it
back to the land of the green mountain brand
built a scene making raps showing movies and art in it


this is the story of love in a glass space
wisdom and glory got jumped on the pathway
visions inform me to run like its last day

i wont stop moving
Track Name: Move Forward
look inside
can you see whats your central drive
motor motivate
rodger dodger
this old codger votes to overtake
his own mistakes in coded phrases
from popular tv show relationships

flip the station
cultivate a different angle kid
no hesitation
navigate like a blizzard whip
drifting
i wont spill a sip
the question really
is whether
you wont or you will give

creative blessings, feel me?
so when your gone you can
still engage the rest of it all
i'll never forget what i want

and still i invest what i've got
alot of talk
real impressed
when i watch
my breath turn into frost

i lost alot of thoughts in autumns
puffin harvest pot in gardens
modest crops brought alot of props

check the clock at the door
let the knock in and vibe with it
there aint no option
but to ride with it


we only move forward


who knew we would make it this far
im learning patience
earning my place above the bar

top shelf
pourin out the wildness,
watch out
flick the match light the mess
laughin till we smogged out

its all ashes and dust
i still grasp at the cup
and look surprised when i find
it splashed up with nothing

daily mashup
im playin catch up
paste the scenes together
while i wait for the last bus

respond with passion in my swag
tilt my cap to the side
reveal my smile in flashes when i laugh

its as simple as it sounds, homie
feel the rhythm in the ground
run in syncopated steps
lift those gates and let the town know it

whirlwind merry go round flowing
what happens when I jump off?
pull the gloves off and face yr betters

taste my letters
let em take you to another realm
watch the weather shape the centuries
while the remenants flutter down

we only move forward
Track Name: Make The Most
i used to move around
with winds of change
now im building from the ground
with strings of age
weaving wings just to carry
all the things that i saved
freedom stings
but it pushes us to find our way

im running timed relays
on the grind for days
that remind me of the years
puttin lines to page

never lost on the purpose
im inclined to play
fuck the cost i want it perfect
to design my stage

still alive! amazed
that i can still dedicate
my time and strength
to be real and relate

great minds think alike
its revealed by the shape
and weight of the lines
the we leave in our wake

paths cross hatched
fillin in the gaps
writtin in the map

strong bonds matched
by the will to interact


mad songs pass
in between our hands
all across the land
wisdom we can share
to increase our understanding


come and say whatup to me lets see what we find

running all day every day no sleep on this grind

sun or rain or hurricanes we making it shine

love to say I love to make the most of my time



Now IM HERE
pdx, you can smell the rain
feeling blessed on the bliss
as it fills my brain
keep the stress to the min
cuz it kills my high
and invest in my friends
cuz we still that tight

we fin to fill that pipe
pass the peace release

grin and chill all night
laughin peepin beats

watch the breeze in the prayer flags
release all the prayers as we speak
over smokes on the porch in the south east

each week freer than the last
we aint in the past
rip apart the mask
till there's nothing left to grasp

sweet treats keep em in a bag
even if the cash
isnt in the stash
we aint runnin out of grass

these beats speakin to yr ass
freakin with some class
giving like the last
days coming to collapse

speak free
peakin on some tabs
geekin in the lab
leakin every track
on the weekend when i rap

come and say whatup to me lets see what we find

running all day every day thats just how we grind

sun or rain or hurricanes we making it shine

love to say we love to make the most of our time


I was there homie, thats the verdict
bus fare for the young heir to grab the market
no mistake, dude,
mark it 8
fold parchment
gateways crossed
with a taste of samsara

if you love it let me hear ya say pass the purps!
if you love it let the rhythm put your ass to work!
if you love it like a friendship growing depth with every sentence spoken step up to the center
take your mask and burn it
Track Name: In Flux
STOP THE PRESSES, STOP THE RSS'S
DMLH CAME FROM THE STARS TO DROP THE MESSAGE

off on the doorstep of the next generation
of media makers mashin up a mess of the stations

modern magicians who mix in bits of indigenous vision
with chopped up news clips aesthetic sulfur and fiction

spirit seekers our late on freight train missions
we set up gear and speakers to make space for transmission

strands of the same twine,
we stand in the same lines
and over stand the structure
keeping us under at the same time

security and confusion age old illusions used to tame minds
we just get used to it, wake up woozy, work the same grind

from kids who slang dimes, and bang nines
to suits who own train lines and trade futures in the day time

i'm working to save time by investing in what makes mine
like fresh vegetables, fluid pens and insane rhymes



there’s nothing left of the dream we were sold
let it go claim a stake for your soul

when it all folds to a quake or a flood you cant
lug all your gold on your own

we’re just a breath watch it steam in the cold
let it go like you know what it holds

everything grows in exchanges of trust
energy move in flux with the whole


chomp the bits to pieces, break down the gates
steal my tapes off the internet before my next release date

send me cash if you love dat
lets say three quarters per song
im cheaper than I tunes
you couldnt go wrong
so give it a try dude

I wouldnt lie you couldnt deny this look in my eye sincerely,
I need your support to write these books on the fly so if you hear me

throw your bread up
throw your arms and head up,
live alive life

you dont get the chance
to survive twice,
no one lets up

if you fall
its just another chance to get up,
your devine right
so step up to the line and cross it

count your profits and losses
pounce on pulpits and crosses
announce your purpose and process
compound worth by your progress


pause
take a calm breath
reexamine the emotional response you understand my song with

pause
take a long breath
to many people cant drink the water they use to fill the bong with


there’s nothing left of the dream we were sold let it go claim a stake for your soul
when it all folds to a quake or a flood you cant lug all your gold on your own

we’re just a breath watch it steam in the cold
let it go like you know what it holds

everything grows in exchanges of trust
energy move in flux with the whole



too much dependence on electrics and natural gas
it gets refuted in the press but its an actual fact

we're running out of what we need to maintain where we;re at
in less than fifty years time we'll be walking round strapped

ready to blast cuz theres no water in the tap
so if you walk up on my well you go to hell with a cap

Alzheimer cans trade like commodities, boss
with no cash for medication you could die from a cough

no one talks about vacations we all out of work
they stopped talking bout a savior said lets crowds eat dessert

and since we traded in our future for this luxury life
we gonna find out what it means to be hungry and fight

I guess this is just what happens to imperial systems
that cant be content to find simple ways of living

through the wires and pipelines infrastructure supports us
we built the walls locked the doors now we're trapped in the fortress



there’s nothing left of the dream we were sold let it go claim a stake for your soul
when it all folds to a quake or a flood you cant lug all your gold on your own

we’re just a breath watch it steam in the cold let it go like you know what it holds
everything grows in exchanges of trust energy move in flux with the whole
Track Name: I Won't Stop (Part 2)
earned my own terms in burden and badges
learned my own words hit nerves of magic
hurt a few people and myself in the process
whirlwind passion dealt with as constant

moved into a shack outback on the mountaintop
shermstixx came back with a stack of sound that knocked
iced out landscapes chasing the grand papes
nights so cold numb faces and blunt shake

two full records with a crew of local cats
G one three ya'll knew the shows were packed
on ep of love songs i wrote
for p. owl, that girl who changed my whole scope

broke and disorderly smoked out on overtime
so set on sobering up and saving dimes
NEKMF two thousand five
need i say more we all knew it was time

picked up took off westward with a best friend
headed to sf , landed in portand
met my cousin spent time learning lessons
found the space to grind and be a grown man

new face journey through the pool hall regimen
night owl partner and an long shot credit risk
kinkos late nights industrial electric,
clinton st. date nights brewpub eccentrics

this is the story of love in a glass space
wisdom and glory got jumped on the pathway
visions inform me to run like its last day


i wont stop moving
Track Name: Sex Kitten
I love this girl, well i think thats what i'd call it
if im really being honest
or you asked me while im all lit

she's not your average workaholic like i wanted
but she always stays on topic
an shes happy when i drop in

we'd hit the liquor till we laughin thru the vomit

we'd hit the swisher till we laughin off the chronic

we indivisible, its prolly cuz we got to the bottom of each other and its exactly how we lock it

she's quick to chit chat with whoevers in the house guess she just has to speak her mind and probly gonna get to talkin

shes quick to flip on anyone that bitches out guess she got standards you aint meet em probly gonna wanna watch it

an im all day with this okay with it in fact i'd say its great to get up close with someone real enough to talk with

so i get messages, txt back some senselessness expect that the conversation just like this song she saying

just listen
allllll day

but she a sex kitten
allllll night

I get home late again first thing she say is that she hate to have to wait on me so how im gonna make it up what can i say?

well maybe we can get some dinner
sip some cabernet
baby tell me whats been happening will you,
how was your day?

its back and forth above the clatter of our forks an half the jokes we tell aint laughable if you aint in our space


smoke half a bowl on the path home an by the time we at the door we grasp and pull each other close in by the waist

we keepin pace dont need to race an we can say it all in motion every sentance spoken sweet to taste

tease and chase like we know its easy feeling great with someone who believes in making moments be the reason d'aitre


an like the seasons change,- we feel our rhythm range in
sequences of wind and rain and heat that gives to sleeping states

an we awake half in slumber whisper kiss beneath the covers conversation wtih each other like this song is saying


just listen
alllll day

she a sex kitten
alllll night


im not quite sure , how we found ourselves in this position

on my front porch, just coming down from our ecstatic friction

she light my torch, we on the couch just relaxing with it
have to give it up for someone great that you can hang with

my eyes half open, hear the birds song cut the stillness

she find that golden spot beneath my shoulder

this quiet morning gettin brighter while we smoke an sit in silence just inviting what we're feeling to embrace it

dream wrapped in blankets it seems as if ancient beliefs had explained this to be how our fate went

then we've had a great set of free form relations
and each moment shapes it to be more amazing

we sleep matching movement of deep pattern passion
that keeps adding aspects and facets to our gem

to shine brillantine when its time to arise
wake and bake
start the conversation and she sayin

just listen
alllll day

she a sex kitten
alllll night
Track Name: On With The Play
who wanna give it up?
whats a figure of speech?
but a picture of trust

but if the fixtures enough
to stay solvent when the fissure erupts
somebody give me some love

get your game right
take position and breathe
make decision let the rhythm release

cuz when it hits in the guts
cant shake the feelin comes
somebody sing for the sheets

who want to see what I mean
lets kick a grit on the porch
hop on the road head out hittin the scene

another slick kid on drugs
another victim become
another fiction to read

so many simple books just written to grieve
hold heavy single looks from kittens
who hold jingling keys

no pennies fell from the skies, no surprise
both my eyes open wide
to find she never told me her name

aint nothin there for the gain
well, if you fake something special
it aint never the same

faint scent of someone left
i wonder when my lover left
and someone left their scent in her place

i need a break from the race
i need a kiss for the taste,

as if it wasn’t just a way to keep pace
it wasnt, was it a day to be great?

hay baby cmon let the conversation
run like the train

show up on time, arrive depart or just
chew gum in the rain

hold up the line to find your part or just
move on with the play
Track Name: I Won't Stop (Part 3)
holla if you ever bought some socks at 2013
sipped on glass of dylans new mead
captured by porches all night long
the first sip is magic and the finish is strong

brian whitson and the nightwolves
support force and brotherscantino
years and years emily picha
trash factory recording evenings

saudade. so dodgy!
fields at night dj's on fridays
mooseknuckle, joeys, masta and mind
proper respect, diction and start fires

costa booked it four nights a week
rollo brought the weekends bumpin fat beats
rollin out the speakers shuttin down the street
rolling up a spleef and puff it with the peeps

loved to party all night and socialize
one thirty four making art we mobilized
LVT mady hampster open eyes
radwoods electric trees and orange skies

broke and disorderly always rockin shows
new years rager, yall caught the video
two thousand fine just had to hit the road
with costa custer and dre to watch it grow!
Track Name: Wake Up
let me ask you to listen
to me rap with precision
interact with the rhythm
and the gift i was given, dig it

there's no intermission
if you miss it just remember
every moment that we're living
holds inside a new beginning

won't be impressed with myself
if i aint livin like i wont forget it
i choose to see it over every exit

im probly stressin my health
i make decisions like i wont regret it
and live to see it over every breakfast

i got to test it
when i notice there's a limit
chop my message up and fit it
to the width of your attention

I want to spread it
to the folks in an exquisite
offering inteded to
give for generations

How many chances are left?
all my questions have the same origin
im always dancing with the same volition

how can i answer myself?
Im only guesstion at the games objective
to keep on playing is my main intention



i wake up and begin it again
look around, see whats left of the dream i was in

I wake up and begin it again
it aint nothin if it isnt intense

I wake up and begin it again
hear the sound of the city letting me know it lives

i wake up and begin it again
it aint nothing if it isnt intense



I want to walk and talk
but im locked in the box
that I proped up atop whats
left of the good stock

im raised from the root
to behave absolutely
amazed when im blazed
off the good pot

glazed eyes late skies and my dates thighs

great nights make the space for some face time

waste the wine wake and bake hit the grapevine

face the shine shape the line while i paint time


words work birds chirp in the daylight

learn work earn dirt while you chase life

turn sure your worth is in yr pay, right?

i burn purps while my brain hits the bass line


tastes like an eighth of the haze to your face, right?

laced with the fragrance of fame under stage lights

a makeshift arrangement shaped by the days tide

paste up of vagrant tapes, its a strange ride!

i wake up and begin it again
look around, see whats left of the dream i was in

I wake up and begin it again
it aint nothin if it isnt intense

I wake up and begin it again
hear the sound of the city letting me know it lives

i wake up and begin it again
it aint nothing if it isnt intense

can you feel it in the center of your chest?

beats happening we have a dream

speak rap and sing eat laugh and drink

each gathering we throw gradually improves
we grow annually

its true, we all stand to be improved
who's gon manage me?

keep my mind from beliving its fantasy


my own plan can be a maddening hand dealt

my whole fam can see my habit for grand tales

i know i landed free on the planet to plant health

it grows naturaly expanding with chance help

I need some damn help, but would i use it?

so bent on livin i'm giving like we might all choose it.


cuz whats left when you've lost
any sense of adventure
chalked up regrets to your best years


its just then that you'll want some events to remember
and talk up your friends to the next ears


i wake up and begin it again
look around, see whats left of the dream i was in

I wake up and begin it again
it aint nothin if it isnt intense

I wake up and begin it again
hear the sound of the city letting me know it lives

i wake up and begin it again
it aint nothing if it isnt intense
Track Name: Medicate
in this place at this time
we exist in a mystery
where each breath is a victory
where the culmination of history
and her story coincide
right now this moment in time

it exists in the words
expressed here in verse
i wonder why we're all trained
to consider death as a curse

as if it werent part and parcel with birth
its this fear thats got us
that much easier to heard

lets confront it
its clear we dont get much from running
here we are standing
right in front of it

push the doors of perception
past the boors and their deceptions
this is the last chance we have
to abort our oppression



we open our eyes
then begin to see
when we open our lives
were bending in the breeze

like reeds
take a moment
appreciate the suns medicine
we sing songs so we can medicate

we open our eyes
then begin to see
when we open our lives
we stand bending in the breeze

like reeds
take a moment
appreciate the suns medicine
we sing songs so we can medicate



we're free to form our own distinctions
ask myself who taught me to fear the criticism
as if my hearts wisdom
werent enough to see the vision
it is
as if it werent a natural expression
of which were all adept with
if only unpracticed
im only writing letters
and descriptions of my action
musing and reflection on my
move across the atlas
what ive kept and what ive let
fall back to the past

this letter is open to the public
that i may share the source code for
all of my accomplishments

ask for assitance when in need of it
please respond to this
even if you wish that your name remains anonymous

lets all add our thoughts to this
culture of consciousness
so when we meet we'll trade names
talk and live
as people who are confident
in what the story will be
when its told in our biographies



we open our eyes
then begin to see
when we open our lives
were bending in the breeze

like reeds
take a moment
appreciate the suns medicine
we sing songs so we can medicate

we open our eyes
then begin to see
when we open our lives
we stand bending in the breeze

like reeds
take a moment
appreciate the suns medicine
we sing songs so we can medicate


we all have our part to play
i'm learning to shape it
with the rhythm in my heart each day

i work with art to pave
a path to walk through darker days
a trail to find for someone lost
with nothing left to mark their way

this is an open ended conversation
i'll be looking for responses
on walls in galleries and bus stations

this is my hope expressed through exhalation
i'll be looking for its remenants
when i'm old and i've lost all my patience

collective memories
collected when we draw and paint it

intensive energy
injected through the larger matrix

we are the basic element of inspiration
relevent to where we take it
and the way that we exchange it

shift the pattern take some action rearrange it
its just matter moving faster with each day spent

when nothing's left but my last breath
i wanna take it with the depth of all i've lived
all i've given and my faith in it

we open our eyes
then begin to see
when we open our lives
were bending in the breeze

like reeds
take a moment
appreciate the suns medicine
we sing songs so we can medicate

we open our eyes
then begin to see
when we open our lives
we stand bending in the breeze

like reeds
take a moment
appreciate the suns medicine
we sing songs so we can medicate