Na 1 van die nachten is het weer zo’n ochtend
zondag bij uitstek, brak als n malle… en dan ga je schrijven en dan krijg je dit
t enige concept was al die wasted dagen die ervoor afgingen

Is al opgenomen, zou evt. opnieuw gebruikt kunnen worden
(Unannounced Guest & The Fruitsessions)
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I Shuffle down the hallway, been moving in a huddle all day
in a subtle calm way, the wall explains to me it’s been eating small cakes
for fuck sakes, the door claims it’s not being nourished
they’re always talking rubbish, this room should have it’s novels published
and no one seems to notice, how the carpet flourished,
just a second ago, said what the heck let it go
go and check if there’s snow, for real don’t you feel cold?
My friends are out of control since my console got sold
I bleep like SNES emulation don’t need no fuzz when I zone
forgot about my reputation, just to burry a bone, in ya cats backyard out of frustration,
strange ways it goes, while you laugh saying, O’ look how a doofy rolls
I stopped acting cool for 8 days now, and took the toll,

I think I better switch to h2o before my brain explodes

I jump into my nest when the birds wake
go knockout on the couch
I recall spacing in the morning ambient
next time I’m off the famous grouse

And all in the same calm way that these days seem to pass
staying awake, with the grass and the bullshit splatter around
like bird chattah this data, it didn’t, even matter anymore
chat never filled my core tongue sore screaming for juice
dreaming of news in the city, even with troops
correct like haberdashers, pubs doors shut round 3 o clock
In and outside of the bar it sucks,
I wish I had a moon retrieving device
but only awkward fucks seem to know such machinery types
hokus poke lust,
said the chick in the cellar where the metal fellas dwell till late
broke my focus at the yell ‘quote’ I tell ya I got a level twelve goblin belt custom made
then Something of an elf tried to explain that what I felt was gothic,
like I was lost in some video game called Zelda pocket.

I jump into my nest when the birds wake
go knockout on the couch
I recall spacing in the morning ambient
next time I’m off the famous grouse

Bad way to end a relationship
Persoonlijke stuff
over hoe gedachtes je gevangen kunnen houden
T kwam gewoon,
nadat ik had geprobeert een John Legend – Stereo achtige
uptempo drum te fixen, all at once nja

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It’s a switch that went click, flip my beat out of grid
Behavin’ like a kid, I can not be in their midst any longer
Now instead of growing older I twist back in shit,
that I thought I grew over, never really sober
I guess I’ll just smack the bitch like I told her
If she’s ever coming closer than a 2 meter radius
spontaneous combustion showing you what crazy is disgusting,

*I’m not fond of myself, I’m not fond of myself
But it was all going swell, going well till I saw you again*

I know that you’ve been talking to friends
When ever your around it taunts for hours on end
It’s in everybody’s eyes, in everybody’s eyes, while I’m trying to forget
When you were around I feel down once again
It’s in everybody’s eyes, while I’m trying to forget

Ref zang:
I don’t know why this keeps bothering me
But it runs deep, thru my veins and it’s conquering me
You see I lost my bird, and I can’t set me free
cuz Now It’s me in the cage, I’m turning into a freak

It’s all up in my head shit, what she’s doing at my gig
while I got shows rocks here, I’m heading for the exit,
sometimes I feel neglected mostly ignored,
when ya cold like that, I can’t respect it
It’s not both ways, not last time I checked it,
life is hectic, for you for me, for everybody else too,
I’m busy tryin’ to cope while say I need help soon!
You want your peace back, what about mine,
I hear it all thru the grapevine, shit’s is fuckin’ up my mind
while I ain’t even got time for petty thinkin’
On to the next rhyme, shine through the grime while heavily drinkin
I’m doin’ fiiiiiinne, until she’s shows up on the set,
I feel my aura turning black and it’s is back

Ref zang:
I don’t know why this keeps bothering me
But it runs deep, thru my veins and it’s conquering me
You see I lost my bird, and I can’t set me free
cuz Now It’s me in the cage, I’m turning into a freak

**I dip, my pen, in darkness, and write it away
I probably couldn’t be what she demanded**
**I flip, events regardless, cuz I’m dieing to say
That I can see why this has stranded, **

Black stains is what she sang the first time
* need a Tissue U G* – F you- this issues all mine,
it wasn´t that fantastic and I know she didn´t plan this but damnit,
Its all up in the mind, Kept me going frantic I kept on trying
but I am the man, I can so I did and I banned it,
Yeah right kid, keep denying,
but I get better chicks with the flinch of my eyelids
for all of my dreams, I need me to realize them
Baby I rock mad, and I won’t quit smiling,
I took me a while but now I’m off that island
Cuz Baby I rock mad and I won’t quit smiling!

Ref zang:
I don’t now why this kept bothering me,
But now I’m free, from the hatred that kept boiling up steam
You see I lost myself, and I just needed to see
I don’t need someone else, to solve my problems for me

final what ever:
for all of my dreams I need only me to realize them
Singin’ I rock mad, and I won´t quit smiling,
I took me a while but now I´m off that island
I rock mad and I won´t quit smiling

Deze tekst gaat over kortzichtige brains,
Ik heb het ooit geschreven nadat een vriend van mij iets of iemand had ge’quote’:
” de rust van het relatieve gelijk” 
(vertaald naar engels: The Tranquility Of Being Relatively Correct)
Ik vond een knetter ouwe opname van deze track met een dikke laag data dust erover
n ik vond de flow en message wel dope
en ik wil er eigenlijk wel wat mee wat gaan doen.
ook omdat ie verder tijdsloos geschreven is
het gaat ook n beetje over persoonlijke ontwikkeling

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yep yackedi smackedi, and that’s about the most of it,
when a rapper kicks the most of it,
they got deliverence, forgot to bring the post with it
sloppy brag & boasting is your mind even in motion kid?
cuz its getting on my nerve, now you’ll get what you deserve
kicking hip hop to the curve with yo nonsense
lyrical content is gone man, o’ maybe it’s subliminal?
put the track in reverse esrever ni kcart eht tup
correct me if I’m wrong man… so then….uh keep ya trap shut!
anyway have you heared, the word lately cuz peeps all around mistake me
for yo kind, the hip hop with the wrong vibe if you don’t mind
here comes a message to start with, save ya malarkey for once don’t mark me

Aiyo for once don’t mark me(loop)
There ain’t merely enough space to put me in my place(loop)

See I was born without opinion, I walk with angels and devils minions
Rebellions acid heads and peeps with vision,
Peeps without people thats supersticious,
Grannies that straight live it and young bloods that didn’t

Probably never will, will it ever get better
Little time to spill, Riddles rhymes and chills
up ya spine untill, ya get the right vibe and feel
feel the goddamn vibe, I’m collor blind,
Everythings are transparent to me,
where are you from? like they know other planets like these
come up with mad theories with me abstraction is conceived
religions offer peace I’m not convinced like what’s option c?
I was born individually grew into society unwillingly what will it be
hey mtv gimme back my privacy and fuck you calling me freak

Ayi for once don’t mark me (loop)
You’re unique that is one of the only(loop)

They say I’m different, they keep on saying I’m strange
If so I’m some sort of anomaly,
I heard everyone is unique so I guess I’m the same,
Unnanounced Guest not ashamed of being a rate that doesn’t fit the frame
Take time to contemplate but my mind feels drumb,
In yards of junk I’m lost like where are you punk,
I had a hunch and now I munch on the lunch I cooked it’s a bunch of books
Look what this world makes me do, take 1 test in the last grade of my first school
now ain’t that cool a record of my mind state, knowledge is infinite that’s a fact,
know why the goverment gives a sack about the knowledge you collect?  
uhm just wait a sec, to be part of this machine you need to be aware of these first steps, do your math….., produce, consume, produce, consume, and waste the planet while you’re at it,  I choose not to partake in that shit, but freedom seems a restricted area!

Hook

Mijn eerste idee was:
stuff is word steeds vager in een wereld waar iedereen met elkaar verbonden is
blijf niet hangen, ga verder !

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Commin’ from a different angel,
dance the with the wall,
as the shadows entangle your face,
I took a thousand ways on sandals
In a state of anvils and blades, copy and paste,
It’s a world of war craft, trample the grass with my hoofs
Shackle a state by it’s ankles, a plan seen thru,
chill with the spark, took it out of my window in to the groove
n00b in the game make it sound real smooth,
Spew sounds in tune, new vibe unison
like rubicund cheeks, it’s a sound perfection
give your brain some room!

Crank the sound up, ruin your ears….
till it pulls and tears, understand fully
that’s we’ve been truly prepared
I make myself Scarce,
I Wanna get freedom and Roam Atmospheres

Basic Set Up Lyric over continuiteit en ontwikkeling

(luister de tekst op www.koekwaus.hyves.nl)
deze is helaas niet beschikbaar, kan natuurlijk altijd iets zoals dit fixen

Sitting on the pebbles of my roof while inhaling
The crude fumes of a new future prevailing
I’m at the place in time where yesterday feels ancient
seeing through a thousand shades of blue my view changes

I’ve been patient, got so much more to do then listenin’ to you
Distracted by the whispering I’m missing in the pixels of your view
Would it make a difference if you didn’t get the truth
what would you do with all that knowledge still being a goon.

I control my fears and steer this old gear past moons
hold tears, last tune you’ll hear from me is bless you
I’m out of here, doubt not my route is clear, till next june

At a steady pace, already made.
No matter what they say, there’s laughter on the way.
Mud up to my waste, I’m soaking clay.
No matter what they say, I got some cards to play.

So uninspired, running in spirals down the hill
The child that’s way too wired, never tired never chill
Try to take the highest, to define just what is real
As I’m pinching thru liars my only guide’s an iron will.
Not the slightest idea of what’s righteous but I just, get the feel
that the lines are being crossed, like the fire in the field,
say that maybe I am not entitled, to the riches that I wield
as possibility’s scatter by us, not even trying to make it real
I forged thoughts like foundry, without boundaries, creation
Too profound cuz you shape swords or break em,
It’s me in the palm of my hand and it‘s shaking
astound me with the sounds that awaken, manifestation

At a steady pace, and you can’t break my concentration

At a steady pace, already made.No matter what they say, there’s laughter on the way.
Mud up to my waste, I’m soaking clay.
No matter what they say, I got some cards to play.

Dit is nogal een lange lap tekst
eigenlijk semi 2 teksten samen gevoegd
die ongeveer op het zelfde neerkwamen
ik vraag me vaak af wat zich nou daadwerkelijk afspeeld in probleem gebieden op de wereld maar ook gewoon in nederland
dit is een tekst over Goed/Kwaad vanuit politieke insteek

What ever filth speak of my Arabian blood I’m laughin’
Came with a new anthem a guest and his henchmen,
out of the blue and it’s matching
the spark in my eyes it distracts men,
many ran, from my view, it attacks them

**Darkness spreads in absence of the Sun
**Darkness spreads in absence of the Sun

I fight religion, beyond a passion,
by holding on to god, me and science to the maximum,
I believe in my brothers and sisters go ask them,
no one lacks the skill to listen’
If you are born on the same planet, how can it be different
See a foreigner really isn’t, I just follow my instincts,
think of many different ink prints, now which one it true
Sinister schemes, greens still rule the minister, behind the scenes it’s on to you
think twice bout what ya see in the news, bout what ya see in the news,

Out of the blue, you still don’t know where to look when it lurks at you
Out of the blue, you still don’t know what to do when it jumps at you

Hanging from thin’ strings, one has nothing to lose just something to prove,
the sight of it silences truth, it’s not a plot versus you but the violent moves
just leave you to rot, when they’ve got the last shot o’ juice,
The mid east ain’t surprised if there is no truce, so wars be on the move,
Time is money so Fund the jews, give terrorists intelligence,
and on the news you’re so cute and benevolent, chat the irrelevant
never on point, so tell us what’s happening
who’s wasting our money on wasting the planet,
Tell me who’s the real bandit, the one active in the street or the one to have it planned kid,
pack it, sell it, bann it, price lift beyond standards, selling out beyond average
Picture the road that we run, the media is keeping us stunned,
we all know heads are rolling, but we keep playing dumb

Darkness spreads in absence of the Sun
Darkness spreads in absence of the Sun

Out of the blue, you still don’t know where to look when it lurks at you
Out of the blue, you still don’t know what to do when it jumps at you
Out of the blue, and you never noticed truth moves in evil ways of good
It’s in the good ways of evil

It’s like your paper and you can read in it the sentence
not one but thousands and you should comprehend it
in the way they mention things, it’s twisted like weed crumblers
All humbly stumble after our televisions and magazines, shows you watch hundreds
It’s not conundrum I did’nt say that, but they stricly display that part they want you to know,
and go under in the flows of irrelevant information by overdose,
Exposed to the wealth they don’t want you to hold, untold stay the fact they like you out of control,
keep playing ya role it’s like they feel provoked when some unknown bloke shows he knows and will oppose cuz he ain’t down with what goes…
On and on like cycles after centuries broken,
like ruins and tokens, put behind glass, to tell you of a past,
that you can’t relate to, cuz surroundings create you,
electronics make you, every day the system shapes you,
ain’t it strange OOOHH, like the big ape that came thru
and instead o’ banana sundaes he ate you,
stay true to nature, that’s what I say you,
raping the alignments, and ripping food chains loose,
I won’t pray to you, stirr or shake you, Shiver with the consciousness when ever the truth awakes you

Hoi mijn naam is Jordi Filali
Ik ben 20 jaar en ik rap/schreeuw/zing/grom/piep/schrijf raps/songs voor mijzelf en anderen.
Ik werk meestal erg project gebonden en hou van vernieuwing
Ik produceer mijn eigen dingen maar ook speel ik in 3 bands.
ik treed met verschillende acts met de bijnamen ”Neef J” of ”The Freak”
Als solo artiest gebruik ik de naam die mij ooit eens is gegeven voor mijn onaangekondigde gast performances en brute interupties van slechte jams, vandaar dus:
Unannounced Guest

Per vandaag is het HBA project actdevelopment gestart.

Ik heb afgelopen week een keuze kunnen maken met welke productie teams ik het liefst zou samen werken.
We konden via Myspace elkanders stijlen en voorkeuren enigzins bekijken (voor de gene met een werkende laptop met internet)
Op basis populariteit (hoevaak ze werden gekozen) en voorkeur van de rappers werden we geselecteerd heel democratisch, top!

Ik ben geselecteerd bij het productie team Southkids samen met de rappers Polski en Chris

Mijn act is meestal concious rapstuff richting abstract (meningen zijn verschillend)
veel energie verrassende elementen is vaak hoe ik het doe onstage
Ik richt het meestal op de iets beter ontwikkelde brains onder ons en probeer altijd iets nieuws te doen
hoe dit zal gaan uitwerken in combinatie met het productie team SouthKids is natuurlijk nog een vraag voor ons allen
Het kan zijn dat ik mijn stijl geheel aanpas als we op een andere manier een doper product bereiken maar ook dat is nog een vraag teken momenteel.~
meer info hierover volgt

T’ eerst idee dat ik heb voor het concept is reizen/ontwikkeling
ik wil hierbij eigenlijk in de track het ene bespreken maar het andere bedoelen or both ways
anyway ik wil er een dieper randje aan geven

Over de uitwerking kan ik wel stellen dat ik het eens vanuit een ander standpunt wil doen,
namelijk wel als een iets rustigere bedachte solo artiest i.p.v.
t kan natuurlijk nogsteeds dat ik een dikke club banger maak, maar ik wil geen brag en boast schrijven
en ik ga proberen een aantal goeie statements uit te werken…

Dat was het voor vandaag
TOEDELS!!

Links:
Acts: www.freakonout.nl (hyves+myspace ook beschikbaar vanaf dit adress)
www.warehousekillers.com/manekeatson (Music–> Kroons)
Unannounced Guest & The Fruitsessios = onder constructie
Solo:
www.koekwaus.hyves.nl / myspace.com/unannouncedguest