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Baggage

by FiveSidedDice

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1.
Another Night, Another Tragedy (feat. Tiago Vital) 03:22
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Kids play soccer out after dark Ishibobo in the park Youth and young spirits out here Living the way that we should be But we sold our souls Life’s pressure took its toll And now we’re stuck in 9 to 5’s Wishing every day that we could Be what we wanna be Seize the moment, chase our dreams Breathe the ocean air And let it fill up our lungs The world aint what we thought it was We feel betrayed We want our world back The one we had when we were young Fill up the block and the streets again These hoods are calling our names Memories, trauma, ripe blood stains We all suffer the same They strap glocks when they run cocaine 160 k’s dice down on main Another night, another tragedy I feel stolen from I feel lied to and fooled Why can’t this magic be forever Why do friends die too soon Why is death reality And monsters have come to life Families ripped apart by their drug appetites Be what you wanna be Not what others wanna see Make em uncomfortable If that makes them move We’re so stagnant Stuck up in our madness Time to see the mess for what it is We’ve got something to prove Fill up the block and the streets again These hoods are calling our names Memories, trauma, dry blood stains We all suffer the same They strap glocks when they run cocaine 160 k’s dice down on main Another night, another tragedy Wear your scars with pride If you know the life Get your throat slit By the devils knife tonight We got one chance One life to make it all count But in a vicious circle No one gets around So I breathe in, breathe out Listen to the city sounds Heartbeat of the street Turn it all around Hope lives in a desolate place Love pours from eyes on a tattooed face Condemned Fill up the block and the streets again These hoods are calling our names Memories, trauma, dry blood stains We all suffer the same They strap glocks when they run cocaine 160 k’s dice down on main Another night, another tragedy
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Killmusic (feat. Chester Summerton & Tiago Vital) 03:45
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Stop talking for a second So that I can get a word in This one sided conversations is boring me I’m tryna eradicate the pain, the masquerade The hate, it’s not too late Call me relish cause I be dressing Fooled ya like a televangelist blessing Straight to the point even though it’s a stud Hot like a cold shot magnum slug to the brain Bringing brain fog to your senses Struggling to piece together your sentences I stay smooth like a breasticle Got numbnuts tatted on my testicles Man, what the fuck am I saying None of this makes any sense But you’re still listening So what the hell’s wrong with you As long as the beat slap People stick around, it’s true Rest in peace, my melodies So long, my songs See you around, my harmonies Forgotten but never gone Man that got deep all of a sudden Wonder what the chorus is about Or if anyone cares Do you think they look that far Into the abyss and their own hearts, man, I wonder Or is it just a nice tune Strum away in their minds Well they struggle to find A purpose to the life they lead The question of the infinity And all the chaos that surrounds us Man, calm the fuck down And chill the fuck out, my dude You’re thinking out too loud It doesn’t matter what you say in the verse They just bob their heads They don’t listen to the words And if they do, then its gotta be dumb Something like pussy, weed, bitches, and guns Got it, now you can be an artist Upload your work to the net and be famous Oh, whats that? Only 10 streams on each track Too bad, kid, we gotta face the facts You can’t have fortunes unless you bought em You can’t have fame unless they already know your name Better luck next time, fool Even Harris and Klebold gotta get schooled Too far bro Oh hell no I’ll appease my god on TV I would sell my soul I think I’ve found a remedy The flesh of pop stars Now I know Their blood Will bring us all back home Their lives will make us all feel whole
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Running Out of Life (feat. Lookie Banzi & Chester Summerton) 04:22
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Black highway calling my name Old tar like my lungs Devil waiting at the crossroad Gonna trade in my filthy tongue Dirt on my past, blood on my hands Fresh start on my mind I’m gonna leave this small town life Far behind Big city, small budget Nothing but a heart and a soul Street smart but still young and dumb Know when to fold and to hold Fat chance that I’m taking What could ever go wrong Black leather, cheap whiskey New faces, same old songs We’re going straight down to hell No matter which route we take out Might as well make it worth our time We’re running out of life My prejudice reserved For the rich man and myself All the suffering in the world Explains all your wealth No colour left in this small world That we all know It’s best we pack our things and go That covetous evil Lurks in every small town folk Bored of their lives product of the end times Glasses and cloaks Business is good For churches, dealers, and bars Long distance relations They hate from afar We’re going straight down to hell No matter which route we take out Might as well make it worth our time We’re running out of life I'm on a mission, I'm on a mission I'm on a mission I'm on a mission of being one of the greatest musicians But the drugs and liquor Is always blinding a niggas vision I'm sick of life Something is telling me I should quit it But I got a sight that's got way more faith than a christian I praise the lord in the booth Hip hop my new religion Don't need a proverb or a psalm on my arm Instagram pics to prove I'm a charm A chain on my neck Grills on my teeth A chick with a weave To prove I'm a G All these rappers are always claiming to sound different But they sound like the last lil nigga that I listen All my life I've always been rejected Well this is life Expect the unexpected We're running out of life
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Unfit 03:28
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These aches and pains Will they never cease or subside You’ve put a spanner in the works for me How many more times Are we going to say goodbye It’s too late, now you’re forcing this life to be I can’t believe that its happening to me I’m so scared that I can’t feel my face Guess I should be a little bit safer than I need To not repopulate the human disgrace Yeah but it’s happening I’m a mess I could never love a thing And it’s a part of me I’m not equipped or fit enough for what I’m in I don’t have the guts To give what’s barely just enough I’m way too selfish, I don’t think that’ll change Scratch through all my stuff And you’ll find spare change and an album You can sell my dreams to get through the day I don’t have the things on the outside or the in I can’t contribute in a meaningful way Don’t keep me round, I can only teach sin Bad examples of what to do and say Yeah but it’s happening I’m a mess I could never love a thing And it’s a part of me I’m not equipped or fit enough for what I’m in Yeah but it’s happening I’m a mess I could never love a thing And it’s a part of me I’m not equipped or fit enough Coz I'm unfit
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Leaving 02:46
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No help is on the way The roads are wet and I’m sliding No reason left to stay If I said there was then I’m lying Not quite sure where to go But if we stay, I’ll lose my mind, I’m sure I’ll gladly leave it behind coz I am just trying to find some peace and quiet In this mess that I have made Far away from the thieves and liars That I’ve met and laid Friends may come and go Maybe our paths will collide in the future So who knows What’s waiting on the other side Difficulty letting go and deciding I cling onto this rope But no one’s pulling me in So I I let go In blind hope of finding home Somewhere I don’t know Faces all the same Letters of names rearrange It all starts again What’s the point anyway

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The final release of 2021 from South African solo artist, Roscoe "FiveSidedDice" Nefdt, "Baggage" is comprised of five tasty tunes that once again span across the musical playing field, promising to be an interesting and memorable listen for music lovers of all kinds.

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released December 18, 2021

All songs written, composed, and performed by Roscoe Nefdt (except for featured artists where noted)

Recorded, Mixed, Mastered at FiveSidedRecords, Gqeberha, South Africa
2021

Artwork by Mika Bithell

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FiveSidedDice is a multi-genre music project from the coast of South Africa which was started in 2008. After attaining an inclusive degree in music having done a year of a general diploma in music at Nelson Mandela University, the journey of FiveSidedDice remains ongoing, and the sound ever-changing and evolving. The music of FiveSidedDice and affiliated projects is available across all platforms. ... more

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