Actually Happening

by DMLH

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1.
Cruisin (free) 03:33
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.
2.
DMLHISM 03:46
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
3.
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
4.
Move Forward 02:26
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
5.
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
6.
In Flux 03:03
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
7.
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
8.
VT Dice Game 02:51
9.
Sex Kitten 04:12
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
10.
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
11.
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!
12.
Wake Up 03:18
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
13.
Medicate 03:10
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

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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 May 3, 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
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Honest hip hop music for strength in the face of global despair. This is my story of waking up amid collective dementia.....Contact: dmlhforever@gmail.com

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