Ornament

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This is Entropy's debut LP Ornament.

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released September 11, 2016

Entropy
JSUN
Bender
DJ Decktektive
Jake Clyne

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Track Name: Iron Sights
Iron Sights

HOOK

Well this is my life
I leave ya high and dry lined up in the iron sights
I keep this mother fucker jackknifed
You're overstepping the mark
I dead ya like the Third Reich
Well this is my life
I leave ya and dry lined up in the iron sights
I keep this mother fucker jackknifed
You're overstepping the mark
I'll dead ya like a red light

VERSE

A mercenary, I'm versing many
Sip the Henny n clip the Remi
Strip the enemy it will defend me
Typical critics are taking me literal
Just listen to the subliminals in my significant intervals
By sippin spirits I'm spiritual
The fact I'm standing's a miracle
And some would say that I'm cynical
It's hard to balance here on the pinnacle, it limits you
But true power doesn't flow from the physical
I snap easy, and it's easy to see
This rap needs me to feed it
The Eucharist of the scene
An Ornament that is just fiend'n to be
Capitalising on the taste of what you all wanna see
That's the real emcee
Strapped with nothing other than
A rubber band, second coming; the son of man
A mother fucker that understands
I'm at my wits end
With Berkowitz on this quills end
Like Son of Sam

(HOOK)

VERSE

Drop vivid lyrics to the meniscus
Villains are on my hit list
With haters that try to spit this
Take stock in the fact you got to witness
My limitless emcee syllabus
That sits me with the infamous
By shiving you I am chivalrous
So mind your own business
I'm taking what I've made and I'm filling this
Scene up with the hype that is infinite
It's missing this
So listen close or you might end up like Icarus
I burn swift you can call me Nano Thermite
You'll learn why these parasites
Tend to kill they're own kind
About time that closed minds, exposed lies
About time that hindsight would give rise
To another form of rap
Where emcees fill a room with goons in two seconds flat
A place where these beats are just on tap
Walls caked with Ironlak
And we spit the illest of boom bap

(HOOK)
Track Name: Face Down ft. Mikoen
Face Down ft. Mikoen

HOOK

Ya drowning in this place now
Face down
In this over saturated wasteland

VERSE (Mikoen)

I flow in my sleep like bed wetters
And keep the heads guessing
Razor sharp clever, raise the bar like I'm bench pressing
Play ya part brethren
Aint lasting ten seconds up against this
Disrespect and get ya neck severed
Next level specialist
Best to get stepping
Vendetta, nah we got it covered like French Dressing
Trend setters getting sliced up like fresh cheddar
Dead set
Best shit you've written was a text message
Penning venom, every letter is a deadly weapon
Just a second in my presence got you feeling threatened
Like a rich kid
Walking round my hood in fresh kicks
Check this
Another sucker with a death wish
Guest list tricks on all four for the industry
Puppet prostitutes and skinny jeans fucking witness me
Drop it like a guillotine
Hijack ya limousine
Rock up at the ARIA's
And murder urban nominees

HOOK

VERSE (Entropy)

Fuck all these carbon copies
The flow drops monotonous
Blood clots aint stopping this
But it's the only popping bitch
I'm indiscriminate
Spit shit like militant
Fatigue mind I'm villainous
Push bics like Ritalin
Your equilibrium's off track
Ya dribbling
Pump action filling these biter's teeth
Like lead fillings
Hot headed
Stolichnaya with Lenin
And in a minute
Three sheets to the fucking wind again
Amidst the hassles
Avians influence ya
Too many crooks, and not enough castles
Dementia
Forget shit
Ya know I sent ya a warning
Mass media force feed
And you ignored it
So now ya face the repercussions
Another sucker who's fucking opinion counts for nothing
You run for cover
We read for substance and run from nothing
This Ornament speaks the truth, that's why you love it.

HOOK
Track Name: Imperialism
Imperialism

PRE HOOK
Imperialism it aint no statistic
Inferior visions, imperialistic

HOOK
Imperialism ain't no statistic admit it
Witness the fitness
Euphemistically close fisting the system
No gimmicks
The shit I spit's for cynics
So listen quick
Convincing the mass of mimics, imperialism is open for business

VERSE
Au Revoir, gotta close them borders hard and fast
Now the regiment's armed, for this real world drill that'll leave'em scars
It seems that half, of all you fucks believe that farce
But it means that half of you turn your back on the shit they taught in class
Never wanna be another mother fucker that's passing the buck
Run down like a Mac Truck sucker
Gotta take what you read with a grain of salt
And a little bit of class mother fucker
From Martin Place to Wall Street
And we occupy your mind
While the real enemy, creates enemies to propagate online
And now with barriers around Paris
Nefarious calamities are planned
Under the martial panic see?
And it's easy to be pessimistic
Negativity's intrinsic with Imperial systems
This Ornament bears witness
Use these Bitcoins, crowd fund another hit list
Shit, it's so easy to spit
When you know that your shit is legit
There's still fight in this
Don't hide behind the lies of ignorance
Or else you might convince
The lesser minds to follow this

HOOK

VERSE
Now slow it down
Their plan surrounds, hammering down
But focus now
The power to stop it is here in our hands
So take a stand
In a minute you'll be thinking it's a passing trend
Truth is my friend
This is only the beginning of a new world end
Ki Fe
Ki to per fe
Mo bize, to keep this shit fair
Nu ale, de ga ze von se
Keeping it moving yeah
And even if the rest are feeling pressure
Up against ya chest, just rest assure
This Ornament will rep for all
Their shameful statements
That the rest regurgitate verbatim
Ya know I never wanna make'em
Feel they won this leg, cuz the victims hate'em
My mind I'm making, up and now I'm shaking
Finding statements
That'll make you hate them as much as I did when I found their intentions were vacant
Fuck that!
I wanna rep it for the rest of all the kids that wanna live instead of being told to...
Fuck that!
I wanna give them all a voice, instead of take away the choice...
So the government can suck that!
I wanna let'em all know that I step on toes with a legion
We don't forgive
We don't forget
Expect us
To be defending your freedom

HOOK
Track Name: Ornament I
Ornament I

VERSE

I'm an Ornament
Ordered to destroy and just slaughter them
Cornering dormant emcees
And then deporting them
Ya know I'm warning them
Don't front you aint a fortress
The only time ya hard's your onset of rigor mortis
I contorted this shit
Like the scripts that I'm penning
And certifying like pharmacists flicking the pen again
Original denizen, forged to veteran
I leave the rest of the competition hanging like pendulums
So now they're swinging
Under their breath they're thinking
Wishing they were a part of this movement here
To get'em winning
But it's a fact of life
Ya know it's true in this game
Not everyone that has a voice
Has got something to say
So when I press it out, I stress the truth
I challenge any mother fucker to say that I don't say what I do
I'll even pay for the booth
If you cats have got the balls to spit it
The real force to be reckoned with's
Here to fucking kick it.

SCRATCH HOOK

VERSE

Now this Ornament's back
Smack you with immaculate tact
And pack syllables into this bag, as if they're Ironlaks
Heart of a lion tracks
Slightly slimmer Gina Rinehart without the sign on my back
I'm mining iron rap
So down to brass tacks
This lyric mechanic's savage
I turn the competition to ashes like a Copperfield vanish
To my advantage
I've got a Han Solo slash Marlon Brando flow
Challenge the status quo
That's the course of the scripture
The force that I'm spitting
Would steady merc Freddy Mercury's Ritalin
Convert dribble to dividends
Vigilant synonyms
The shit I spit's sweet
You'll reach for the insulin
Coincidence? Fuck no!
My word is bond
This militant all along, spat the same structure of song
Remain strong, always true to your element
If you discriminate based on melanin, you've slowed development.

SCRATCH HOOK
Track Name: Long Shadows
Long Shadows

VERSE

8:46 and a half the time narrows
Defined arrows of wires detonate these long shadows
Look the world in the eye, tell'em you had no clue
You booked ya fall guy a flight before you bent the truth
We lose ourselves in the raw emotion of it
It's easy to spit at these enemies the media picks
Immediately silence all the disobedient cliques
To pave the way for Military Industrial Complex
Fuck it. Just let it sink in
Notice discrepancies in the gaps between the blinking
How they successfully influenced the way you're thinking
All this to start a war for oil, my heart is sinking
The Devil's in the details
You've slipped up and derailed
World Trade Seven up in smoke like chemtrails
Twenty three minutes prior to when it set sail
Backdrop Manhattan to Staten Island, don't inhale
Because you're breathing lies
Witness the thieving heights
Lengths that people go to
They're sabotaging your human rights
All hope is severed see
When your true enemy's
A father to son
Handing down his terror legacy

HOOK

They didn't fall for me
They didn't fall for you
They fell for the lies
We're falling for the truth
So read between the lines
And find the real proof
Wrapped up in broken dreams
And hang'em with a fucking noose

VERSE

You ask why I've written it
Why I commit to it
Upholding the truth
Cuz the current is illegitimate
We use a prism to separate all the bullshit
And shed some light onto this world, where all the fools sit
Just take a look at the ones that paint the canvas
Unburnt passports, while flight recorders vanish
Insider trading, put options feed the savages
Financial benefits, that profit from the damages
And now amidst the truth
There sits a harder proof
Curiosity is the elephant in the fucking room
Ten thousand miles away in Melbourne I would hear'em say
Why would this Ornament concern himself with USA?
Well I'll make this very clear
Whether it is far or near
Pain and loss it propagates
The War on Terror finds us here
And it's the fear that feeds it
My candour turns to slander
Occupy your mind
With something other than the propaganda

HOOK
Track Name: The Pavement
The Pavement

VERSE

This is where it was born, and this is where it lives
This is Hip Hop down on the pavement with the chosen kids
No favourite statements, just the flows and beers
No time for posers here
Lyric structure chosen, my opponent fears
Components steer my thoughts to culture of kings
Just what this element brings
The four relevant things
And all the parts of the game that keep the city alive
The T to B's, the B's, the DJ's and the emcess tonight
You know it's more than just the sum of it's parts
When you were feeling it
Dope flows with the sharpest of bars
And paying homage to the homies that passed
That's why this culture will last
We pay respect and permeate every class
So when I point you to the part of the track
That makes the haters pull back
The sentiment that I release to attack
I only ask you just to follow me through
Pursue the truth
Like this emcee's gonna do
When he steps in the booth

PRE/POST HOOK

Ya never know what ya gonna get until ya got it
So just pop it
Ya never know what ya gonna get until ya got it
So drop some...

HOOK

Hip to the Hop
Don't stop
Well we drop what we've got
We never stop
It's the Hip to Hop
Don't stop
Well we drop what we've got
Pop'n lock here on the red spot
Hip to the Hop
Don't stop
Well we drop what we've got
We never stop
It's the Hip to Hop
Don't stop
Well we drop what we've got
We never stop

PRE/POST HOOK

VERSE

The Holy Grail it aint about the sales and dividends
Ya know it's purveying the rhyme culture
And sailing against
Bucking the trends
Ducking the friends
That wanna shotgun in a Benz
Rather than bumping ya drop they copped from a friend
It's all about the real deal
Spitting truth in ya speel
The captivating appeal
Hip Hop can have to conceal
The simple pressures of life in itself
Hip Hop surrounds
It's alive in yourself
Let's play the hand that we're dealt
For me it's a little more than this
I'm using verbs in accordance with my ordinance
Coordinates, fortunately in front of an audience supporting this
Like Burn City weather I'm an Ornament and storming this
I contort my spit, let me commit
To solicit a lyric, and force ya mind to revisit
The reason why we're even here in the first place
To embrace the music and to get some Hip Hop up in your head space
PRE/POST HOOK

HOOK

PRE/POST HOOK
Track Name: Siege
Siege

HOOK

They hold your mind at siege
Led to believe that what is seen on TV, is all that ya need to see
To put ya mind at ease
They feed ya shit, building false lists of innocents to label terrorists
They hold ya mind at siege
Led to believe that freedom of speech is never speaking against the G
To put ya mind at ease
They sacrifice ya privacy for more control, label it security

VERSE

Their credibility's running thin
From covering the fact that their false flag attack's leaking oil like Baghdad
Another fact's sad, the flag in the window was upside down
Which terrorist couldn't read it now?
Was it the one they'll later find face down?
Or the threaded Armani bearing the weight of the media crowns?
All of these drills, almost twelve months to the day
In the same street, in the same way
Same scenario and plays
Why would this terrorist pick a location that was publicly practiced upon?
It makes no sense they're fucking wasted
Was he a frivolous vagabond?
Or a patsy to the Trojan peloton
That was fed by the stocks, and all the bonds?
Who are they trying to fool
The majority's a step ahead of the hype
Second guessing, check ya read it right
They put a lid on this story to keep it tight
But I might add
This Ornament knows better than that right...

HOOK

VERSE

I'll never understand how they can be so under handed
Discrepancies in the story
Weigh it down and crash landed
In Wonderland like Alice
And built a palace made of the lies
Atone by sipping from the chalice, then multiply
A fact they failed to mention
They're producing this anti-terrorist legislation
For the One World new global nation
Expanding detention without any charges
Restricting freedom of movement, association
The bills are just passing
All hinged on the premise that Monis
A forty fold violent felon was stepping
And could get his hands on assault weapons
Managed to make his way up into the CBD
While under this G's watch for terrorist activity
Mandatory data retention for two years
It's here to stay, it's hard to say
But now this message fucking propagates
And it's a proper shame that people had to die
Governmental collateral damage
The price that it pays
What?

HOOK
Track Name: Convict
Convict

VERSE

1834 Melbourne established
From famished convicts we upset the balance
In '35 the Treaty For Land negotiated
A hundred knives, thirty mirrors and some flour traded
Two years later, the Port Phillip District sanctioned
Where Billy Buckley ran the banks of the Yarra just dashing
The brass up in Sydney said was well earned
When Batman displaced the locals
And settled the site of Melbourne City
I call it my home
But I am just as guilty as invaders, I know
I pay respect, I'm a product of convict society
I was blinded by the literature they provided me
From '44 to '49 convicts arrived
And they were sent to penal depots, onto the line
It's paid slave labour, no choice to make ha?
No golden soil or wealth for toil
Until ya meet ya maker son
In 1851 Victoria split
An independent colony, reform sounded legit
A year before, the AATL formed
To lobby against the transport of more, yes more after more
Of these convicts
They said that we had had enough
Conveniently '51 marked the Gold Rush
And so the powers that be
Wanted to keep it low key
So they could feed their greed
And line their pockets with ease
A year into the rush, crime rates began to rise
300 fold more than last year at the same time
And in a lawless free for all
The callous man stands tall
While the righteous fall
If ever standing at all
By 1854 Hotham was Governor
Decreed that license checks eight times a month would come, ha?
The diggers tension ran deeper with every new day
This was the catalyst for the Eureka Stockade
Ten thousand miners burned their licenses on Bakery Hill
Behind a Southern Cross flag, that's flown to this day still
It represents rebellion, and in the same breath democracy
This convict nation created hypocrisy that we all call home
This is Australia, never failing
Endeavour landed, now we endeavour to understand it
What have we done to the rightful owners of all this land?
We're taking shots, instead of treating them like fellow man
So as the years progressed
The tension of bloodlines was racing
And white parliament decided dividing a nation
Was the only was to assimilate races...
The Genesis, indigenous Stolen Generations
This Ornament pays respect to Kulin Nation
Whether or not the majority choose to face it
A multicultural society inside of you and inside of me
Is what Australia needs, come on!
Track Name: ...And ft. One Sixth
...AND ft. One Sixth

VERSE (One Sixth)
The hand styles rugged as a ride in a rickshaw
But fits together smoother than the side of a jigsaw
Puzzling the pieces you delighted to glimpse of
As the iron snake slithers through the lines that are gridlocked
Wide as a pink dot, or skinny as Sixth
Jotted a sketch envisioning the masterpiece on the brink
Of destruction of the mundane
Shine end to end of the tunnel like sunrays
Lush spray until it's buffed grey
And then it's right back to it
A couple whites, black, blue
And a bunch of nice caps
Booze, Montana white, Laks
Sugar and two twenty two mills
Just to provide that boom
Tonight missions under lilac moons
Collages of colours are kind of like a kaleidoscope of dope
We're growing up
But never give the code up
So we gonna stay hitting the Bottle-O up
For a six pack of drinks
And another one for the throw ups bitch

(SCRATCH HOOK)

VERSE (Entropy)
Post 9/11 colloquialisms
Backpack is strapped to bomb trains
Maintain our yard position
This name game aint calling no witness
We use the cover of night
To choke this Metro into it's submission
My crew runs deep, like lead poisoning
The boys are poised again
To destroy this train car that you're caught up in
And unlike smack, we never leave tracks
And with this charismatic attack of the carriage we're back
More coverage than Telstra with fat caps
Me and this One Sixth recognise like they're cataracts
And that's a matter fact
So step your game up
Cuz toys get crushed like faces of nosey neighbours
Armed to the teeth with Ironlaks and bad habits
We roll six deep, more Aussie than Black Sabath
I'm an addict to this
My twelve steps are two six packs
So sit back, relax
And let this Ornament relapse
Spray on

(SCRATCH HOOK)

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