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Liberation (Feat.Jay Manafest) Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex & Jay Manafest Music By Alex Yvon Blain Cello By Philippe Muis D’Entremont Violin By Celeste Morisset Upright Bass By Hugo Boivin Desautels Drums By Alexandre Laroque Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE Liberation I am Fresh like the Flip Side of a Pillow Be my Guest in the Shade of this Willow Without Visual, I Focus on the Little The bigger becomes Smaller to Find the Middle I Hear this Fiddle, High like a Kettle The Hyper Tension of these Strings Made of Metal See this Nest made of Many Gentle Nettles I'm not Stressed, it's the place where I Settled I am Blessed to Be a Poet not a Rebel All Love no Drama, not Otello I Rest in Peace like the Soul of Charlie Biddle Not a Riddle, Create Life like Gepetto Love is Love, Feel the Bass and the Cello All is Special, Beautiful, Mucho Bello I am One, since 10 Days in Montebello A Good Fellow, Pretty Cool, Very Mello Not Hood, I Glow, walk up and Say Hello Understood, I Rock but Ego Hell No Avoid the Devil and Careful with the Pebbles Not Dreadful, Unify, I Assemble I am Levelled, my Mental is my Temple For Example, my Base is Fundamental Not Resentful, I have nothing but Essential Use my Pencil to Create full Potential Liberation Are you one of those kids that always Gossip Talk Shit, rising down when you are Blogging Hey you lost it, Phone in your Pocket Your eye sockets, Soul in the Cockpit Lets Start talking, honesty without Mocking Stop Stalking, Be yourself, Care a Lot Kid Hate and Anger are Sensations that are Blocking Unlock it, Peacefulness it is Knocking Our Perception can be Sharper than a Falcon Lets Inspire like Ali or Brother Malcolm Liberate your Soul like Lucky on this Album Jump up Stream, against the current like a Salmon World's Awesome, the Seeds, they will Blossom Dare to be Aware, but always Cautious At all cost, have Faith like a Mosque Not Blind, crucified like the Cross Did Yo I Find that Lies are Exhausting Take Time, Redefine as Soon as Often Reconsider all the Angles and the Options Grand Larson is Flames on your Coffin Evil Goblins wont solve your Problems Some Fallen to the Dark Deep Bottom Seems Sodom and the Ark are modern Screens Forgotten when Heart is Common

Little More Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex Music By Alex Yvon Blain Trombone By Papa Shango
 Trumpet By Kim Paris Saxophone By Alex Daneau Guitars By Hans Stutz Drums By Alexandre Laroque Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE LITTLE MORE Getting close to forty, thats old my Lordy No one can hold me, more soul than soul see Still like to party, but I praise the glory Acting less naughty than when I was a shorty It’s another story, less dark and gory Guess it’s better for me, won’t die like Cory Don’t care what the score be, not living poorly Found what the core be, less is more than more be What the prophet told me, is shine like gold see Put down the rollies, no more profit for me Hot topic for me, I’m above what war be Shit almost tore me, I stopped it for me All around is all me, move forward for me No time to worry, know where the lord be All around is all me, move forward for me No time to worry, know where the lord… Yeah know what sore be, won’t hit the floor G Just one to adore me, no tits in orgy No bullshit for me, not anymore B Just plenty lovely of life galore When shit occurs, I ain’t cracking the Coors Too much sips to serve when paying the tours Then the ship deserted cause of rage of the Taurus Best to spit the words as the pages pour All around is all me, move forward for me No time to worry, know where the lord be All around is all me, move forward for me No time to worry, know where the lord… Underground, Downtown Ain’t lost, I’m found ain’t fooling around Same road but I feel a Little More profound Same song but I feel a Little More the sound The change is the same, emotion and game Pop fame for the lame, It’s dim as a cave, one foot in the grave I shall entertain, hear me complain, I’m dissecting my brain Talking the particular sing, air walking the semi tone swing The thing that I bring, I’m blaming the Blain Bringing the pain like planes crashing in cranes I’m crushing the grains on the track of the trains Fly faster than jet planes in express lanes of video games All around is all me, move forward for me No time to worry, know where the lord be All around is all me, move forward for me No time to worry, know where the lord… Underground, Downtown Ain’t lost, I’m found ain’t fooling around Same road but I feel a Little More profound Same song but I feel a Little More the sound There’s life on Mars, the home of the gods Saying who you are, living beyond the stars A Little More than cars, travel in quasars Doesn’t seem that far, space is who we are Can’t go back to scars, raised above the bars I push concepts far like Kendrick Lamar Hendrix on guitar, as I fire start Universal part, I did it all for art

We Are Change Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex Music By Alex Yvon Blain Saxophone By Alex Voodoo Upright Bass By Hugo Boivin Desautels Drums By Alexandre Laroque Theremin & Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE We Are Change When I meditate, I have no hate, just contemplate this universe Yo never late, no need to debate, revaluate and write a verse For heavens sake lets celebrate and dedicate to people first Yo regulate, authenticate and elevate when we converse What's change ? Analyze how we behave, adapt to strange, break free from chains And realize that we are same, don't act insane, escape the cages I change, focus on the main, always entertain while I strain my pain My right brain dominates my domaine, no capital gain, I don't play that game Hey you, respect food chains, self sustain, keep planting grains My sugar canes should restrain sexual drains, love yourself, no need to explain Whats Change ? The Life of John Coltrane, the aeroplanes, the trips in trains, rocks to grains, pleasure to pain, entertainment, place I came from We must maintain, keep in the lane, stay human, yes we are change Can people be blessed like cathedrals, escaping evils to live peaceful ? Is it still legal to fly like eagles and are all races truly equal ? Will we see the sequel of the loving non feeble tails of the Beatles ? Or have we peak'd like a steeple, never free to see the sea like urban seagulls ? Whats Change ? A boy to man, mud to sand, a man that understands, the smallest mind that Becomes Grand, the Execution of a Plan Vibrations start with intention, from conception to reincarnation Oration of my decisions are equations of real questions Music fixation is my affliction, appellation another deep conviction Quote my notations, play this... not radio stations ! Whats Change ? Night to day, no game to play, not good to A ok and terrified to not afraid, a serenade not a complaint Whats Change ? Moon to Sun, a walk to run, a day that has begone and none to some, leave to come, a feather weight to a ton Whats Change ? Hot to cold, young to old, a thought to what is told and what is bought to what is sold, stop to roll, let go to hold We must maintain, keep in the lane, stay human, yes we are change Can we live free from the fearsome rulers of these great kingdoms ? What are the symptoms of our system, can we liberate all victims ? Can we dance to one rhythm, will you listen when time is given ? Will we voice our opinions, will we live our lives with infinite wisdom ? Whats Change ? Life to death, right to left, a small to a deep breath and whats wrong to whats correct or disconnected to fully connected We have the force to change course before last days becomes remorse Stop those that extort, destroy the forts, enforce the laws of the free inside the courts Adverse imports, support local resources, community the truth we have to endorse Amazing of course is the light of our torch, the heart of a child...

Lucid Dreams (Feat.Dj Horg) Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex Music By Alex Yvon Blain Scratch By Dj Horg Saxophone By Alex Voodoo Percussions By David Sanchez Drums By Alexandre Laroque Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE Lucid Dreams Rock to the Anthem, put your Smiles up Here's the key of Life, take off the Handcuffs Stand tall and strong, say enough is enough What the... Can't destroy us, never giving up Give trust back, employers employ us Don't fall for the wack, stay clear & conscious Upright citizens avoiding sins is righteous Can't win and competition won't unite us It will divide us, coalition is a must Don't obstruct vision, reevaluate decisions I'm on a mission to gain more & more Wisdom Every time that I fail, I learn a new lesson My confessions on the Mic are Pure expression Dreams of the night become daily obsession Impossibility is really reeler than wrestling Please dance with me, Move Up, Blessings My Dreams are Lucid, Real so Vivid What you might call Cupid is Love without Gimmicks My Spirit spills in all colours of the Spectrum You Feel this... Rock to the Anthem Did I ever talk about the Sun of my Nights She's my number 1 Fan, Always spreading the light Dynamite, Killing Cancer with every Fight A pure Delight, only seeing Good in Life When she was under the knife, she kept strong with the Love Makes me smile when she writes, Angel from thee Above All about the hugs, she's a Mother of two She even likes the bugs, that why she do what she Do The protector of all, breaking bars in the Zoo Never dropping the ball, passes for alley oop Feeling for wars & all, supporting the troops No mystery to Tall, ask Scooby Doo Never feeling the blues, she's the Queen of the Dance Generosity too, passion, True Romance After watching the News, she's praying with her Hands I Promise one day i'll meet you, I'm coming to France Dream in colour, Dream in 3D The sun's my mother, tan up, follow me Sand is my Brother, my father's the Sea Understanding others, word to sister Valerie The way my Mom raised me Before Miami Music is Beauty, download this for Free The way it should be, way more than Money Screw the industry, making women slutty Take back respect, live right & correct Be beyond internet, cooler than jet sets Use intellect, give love before cutting checks Please check yourself, but please don't sweat The technic is sweet, please come up next Words are deep, please speak, No do not text Be as fly as it gets and flaws do accept They call me Lex, you might have heard Connect

Sentence Of Heaven (Feat.David Sanchez) Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex, David Sanchez & Gyana Mendiburu
 Music By Alex Yvon Blain Guitars By Jonathan Santerre Percussions By David Sanchez Drums By Alexandre Laroque Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE Sentence of Heaven I finish writing my chorus, after eating the main course, time to get back on my horse Follow the course, I endorse, that the light is the source, I saw a cross on the top of fort Sand slams the municipal court, like waves splash on the port, my desert report Sort of like a sport, travelling with a torch, stoping for sips on every porch, I keep eyes to the north I took treacherous trails on the back of my horse, never left him broke and short with no signs of support, still filled with remorse, I said in codes of morse, thanks for your force Never leave you behind, there's a prize at the end of the line when we shift into time Still feel chills down the space that was filled with my spine Take a break in the shade near the burial grounds embarrassed by the vines Kinda like love Devine, slide into thighs become incredible lives Biochemical rise opens eyes of perceptible skies and legible decibel cries Tears of the wise is the answer for the why do we die Why do we try, why do we climb to get high No more need for supplies, spirits outside on the rise On the side of the mind of the wide and the whisper inside For the more than alive The beast fled the whips to a place that doesn't exist not a physical trip, sailing a ghost ship Perceiving the desert in the dimension of dead birds Writing the red words, sentence of heaven I'm taking a Walk, walking the walk, talking the talk, rocking the rock, punching the clock I'm great a lot, engines got cylinder blocks, spit vapour locks Write in chalk on the block, giving brain knocks for thought, electrical shocks, Body Drops ! My frequency is infinity, float in air & on sea, I am the Entity Centrally, pure soul without identity and essentially I'm trying hard to write a verse thats Heavenly Roam in 3D on the back of Serenity, my Ascendency depends of me Stuck in the desert see, I am me without a body collectively I will be free respectfully... Angelically, Alphabetically Electrically, Infuse Naturally, the Emcee sipping a warm Tea I write a Song Line, Its been a long time that I've seen a Birch Tree I Travel for iInfinity, till suddenly... Nothing to see, I disappear Then Reappear, over there, around the sphere, into the atmosphere I'm neither here nor there, I'm everywhere , ghost in the air, I Love you my Dear, wind pushing a sail, heaven for bail, whisper in your ears !

Stop Thinking Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex Music By Alex Yvon Blain Guitars By Hans Stutz Drums By Alexandre Laroque Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP ALL SONGS COMPOSED, RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN ALL SONGS MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE

Anapana Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex
 Music By Alex Yvon Blain Throat Singing By Pierre De Gagne Drums By Alexandre Laroque Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE Anapana Mind is Wondering, Be Aware of your Breath Feeling much Stress, Be Aware of your Breath Harsh Pains in your Chest, Be Aware of your Breath Emotional Mess, Be Aware of your Breath Sit down, get ready for Anapana Sati, A Lesson for Life, cease your misery Yes Really, Patiently to be Free Repeat twice a day, becoming more Easy Closing your eyes, your mind should be Empty Problems In life, we all have plenty Balance and Peace is something you can Be Patience and Technique, observing the True Me The more that you Practice, the more you Succeed Compassion every moment, while planting the seeds Sounds good to me, it's all that we need Envy and Greed is not meant to Feed Liberation see, it can be Achieved No Pain, Pleasure... All in Between All Good Measures, Perception it seems Lucid with Love and Deep as a Dream Fist things first, when clearing your Mind Your head is Straight, as well as your spine Always closing your eyes, well to Be Blind Sitting in Silence, make use of your time 30 minutes is fine, one hour is Grand You found your position, what to do with your hands Me, I'm forming a cup, like I'm holding the land Breath in, Breath out, I know that you Can Ohh Yeah, Understand, your mouth must be Closed Your Focus on Air, In and Out of your Nose Ignoring your body from your head to your Toes Observing your nostrils, is where you should go Ignoring your Pain, your Struggle and Shame Absence of Thought is the name of the Game When letting go of your Fears, you Are starting to Change Mind clearing your tears, like the Sun does the Rain Have you Managed to Melt into Relaxation Is your brain full of Nothing but Respiration Did Focus increase to Deep Concentration Are you able to Appreciate this Observation A Simple Meditation, Small Introduction I Hope that you Feel you, without Interruption Slowly be Sheltered from All the Corruption Controlling the Rage, within the Roots of Eruption Like the river of Hudson, flow you are Water Inspire by Example, all the Sons and the Daughters Values, Unity, More than A Dollar A Message of Peace from A Poetic Author Your Honour, I Share my Joys when I Rise Believe in All People, not Attached to Desires Release from the Stillness and Open your Eyes Share Metta with the World and all that's Alive

Dad Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex Music By Alex Yvon Blain Trumpet By Martine Labbe Drums By Alexandre Laroque Guitars By Blex XP Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE DAD Two days after Valentine, the day that he left He fell on the ground and released his last breath Every year when alone, I'm reminded of death And the choices he made are so ruff to accept I know that it's hard, I also get depressed I stay alone and sob, so much pain on my chest Till the day is gone, in my bed with no rest I'm not singing a Song when my mind is obsessed It's so easy to mourn about what is not left Once I was torn, I even tried to smoke Meth I know that it's wrong like the lies I suppressed It has been so long, this is my will to confess A hard pill to digest but I cant stay repressed It is Ill to express, the dark side is a mess Yo if life is a test, I wont give up like the rest Willing to try at best, I heard Lucky is blessed (Chorus) A year prior to that, I said stop drinking Dad Need to open your eyes and see all that you have The drugs and the alcohol is making you sad Your Love for whats Bad, I guess is making me Mad Ooh Yeah... calm down and jump back in this verse Whats the meaning of rap, is it passion or curse Fuck expressing the hurt, I wish I was a Nurse Not a jerk with a mic or a Lyric Expert Will I learn, stay alert, not just follow a hearse I'm concerned by concert and the words I assert When I write of course there's no need to converse Seems the truth of my search is all megahertz Another man I loved, killed himself name was Kurt Sometimes dream of above, or is afterlife worst All the Idols of mine are Insane or In Dirt Write one more line, instead of going to Church My soul is Immersed with an Emotional Burst Its my way to hold on, sorrow's Reversed Blood of an Addict, mind is so Perverse When it's getting too dark, open lights to Rehearse (Chorus) A year prior to that, I said stop drinking Dad Need to open your eyes and see all that you have The drugs and the alcohol is making you sad Your Love for whats Bad, I guess is making me Mad When my father was smashed, he was strange indeed Like a book that was glassed, he was so hard to read He would act in contrast to how he'd usually be Like a sinking raft in a river that Bleeds The question I ask, was he just like me ? Cause I was having a blast, then closer to Fiend Went from first of the class, then last of my breed Was lower caste, while the others succeed Everyone I outlasted, the stoner exceeds All moving too fast, when stuck the scene Lets keep that in the past, now is all that I need I stopped filling my glass and stopped smoking the weed From my hopes that are vast and the healing creed And the words that I add to my phrases of reason The son I don't have and the wife of my dream And my dad that has passed and praises to freedom

Sugar & Candy Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex Music By Alex Yvon Blain Keyboards By Andrew David Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE Sugar & Candy A Cup of hot Coco is the only Coco I know Sugar and Candy makes Lucky Lex Dandy I talk a lot after eating Chocolate No Dope, only Slush, I need my Sugar Rush I like my Sugar Raw, I like my Sugar Refined Shakes in the daytime, Cake in the night time Anytime a Day is always the right Time Brown Sugar Sparkles, Crystals are Divine Vanilla from the Pod, I put Honey in Tea Dip a Donut in Coffee, made by Remy Cremy  Power of Hemi, pulling weight like a Semi Half & Half, Demi, Bigger cups than Venti I'm the Crunch of the Bunch, the Rumble of Crumble Drinking Punch for Lunch, candy Bars in a Bundle Always High not Humble, move Fast, don't Stumble I Tumble with Gum under my Thumb Yo Infinite Pies, Caramel Alibis Feel my Energy Rise, it's a hell of Sweet Ride Outside, I  try to fly into the Sky Desserts of all sizes, give me some and i'll try them Sugar and Spices, everything the Nicest Whatever the Price is, I'm buying all Slices Marshmallow squares of Puff Rices Frozen Fudge Ices, eating my Vices Holly crisis, my bites are more than Appetite is Exciting like Frosting and Icing Cinnamon Minded, Sins of custard Surprises Swirls and Linings, all the kids are Smiling Cookies, Brownies, Patisseries... All of the Above Sound Tasty to Me Sticky, Coulis, Strawberries My Mama's Love, as Sweet as can Be Sick for sticks of Twixes, quick to eat my Fixes Butter on my Biscuit, spread Jam and then I lick it Cream I whip it, butterscotch, I gots to Dip it Banana Splited,  Maple syrup when I kick it

Equanimity (Feat.The Mighty Ginsu) Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex & The Mighty Ginsu Music By Alex Yvon Blain Percussions By David Sanchez Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE Equanimity What is Love without passion Understanding and Compassion Unity, not just Attraction Always levelled, never crashing Oh no never, no distraction Complicity I can imagine Like Grand Parents, so old fashion I Love you is just a fraction I Love me is the equation You and Me, all Situations Whatever we might be facing Yes together, won't be Failing Ohh this World is always Racing People falling for Temptations Confusion, False Information Some behaving just for Cravings Fallen Hopes and Aspirations Replace them with New Foundations Motivation and Much Patience Walk the Path of Liberation Start again with Meditation Techniques and Laws of Nature White Magic, not Fantasia Only you can be your Saviour Respect yourself in Presentation Elect yourself, Representation Check one, Adaptation Check two, Correlation Good frequencies and Modulations Stimulation no Simulation Living Life, Animation So Amazing, Admiration EQUANIMITY, BALANCE, EQUILIBRIUM BE AWARE OF SENSATIONS DON'T BE LED BY EMOTIONS Right Intention, Speech and Action Without goals of Satisfaction Pay no Mind, Pain is Absent Stop the patterns, break off Fragments Give a Little to what Matters We are Matter, Space and Saturn Feel the Answer is the Factor Now is Master, never After Gather Truth, gather Disasters We're all Actors in this Chapter Stick together not to Shatter Middle rather than Cadavers Let it Enter, all the Splendour Be the Centre, Be Mind Bender Every Venture is Adventure Be the Friend of every Member Not Forever, So Surrender Death is Life, this Remember Love is All, Glows like Amber Inner vision for Outlanders Still soul faster than the Runner Ain't no Lightning without Thunder Please no Anger, no War Mongers Peace the Answer, no more Gunners A Starving Man, is one that Wonders Mind that Ponders, also Hunger Till you're Under keep it Younger Don't Need Numbers, No More Slumber

Don't Autotune Your Mind (Feat.Prossess) Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex & Prossess Music By Alex Yvon Blain Guitars By Hans Stutz Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE Don't Auto Tune Your Mind Do Not Live Dumb and Blind Drop the Mic if you can't Sing Tone Deaf Posers won't Win Don't Auto Tune Your Mind Do Not Live Dumb and Blind Drop the Mic if you can't Sing Fuck Robots…   Yo, Back in the days I had No Skills But Shit Had Heart and Will Worked so Hard to Become Ill Hours, put More than a Mill Hiking up Local Hills I'd Fail, but Swallow my Pill Ooh No I Did Not Kill Until One Day I Build The bridge from Dream to Real DJ's Scratched on Technic Steels Giving us what we Would Feel Spit in Jams on scene, no deal Fuck that didn't matter to Us No Cash, in Music we trust On Jazz tracks, I flowed and Bust Screaming Punk Shit was a Must To us Puff Daddy Sucked Wu Tang Clan ain't nut to Fuck Bitch ass Gucci Rappers What ? NYC Real Rap Big Up ! Baggy Pants, hands on our Nuts No Phantoms, Rode the Bus Our four Wheels would Bring the Ruck Indy Riders Grinding Rust Surfing Streets, Kick Flipping Up Melting Snow is Concrete Lust Showed us how to Make the Cut To my Crew, all We Got is Us You know those where the Days Now it's all Computer Haze Auto Tuning to Get Paid Free your Mind you Stupid Slaves ! Hey, Auto Tune, whats that Shit ? Makes you sound like a winey Bitch Home Studio App without a Mix Unpolished actors, rap is this ? Young douche bags with diamond lids Spray On Tan, skins are Lit Skinny jeans, no balls all clit Designer hand bag, perfect Fit Princesses you make me Sick Internet of Imbeciles Tracks are whack, fuck You Kid Is this what the Future is See when I spit I mosh the pit My words are deep, fishing in Ink You vomit, then you slowly sink Cheap lyrics like suck my Dick What, what, I'm the missing Link From Jazz to metal and Electronic Please sit down boy, you must Think Music you are not, just Quit No realism, just Fan isms Technological Cult Victims Trapped inside a Twisted Vision We will witness Mass Extinction Raw or euphemism Now it's empty, youth is Chilling They are Illing with no Wisdom Don’t go back to the Prison System Reflexion just like a prism Real MC’s are on a Mission Transmitting their whole existence Rhymes & Reason, Beats & Rhythm