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GLOOMY DAYS

by Psykokondriak

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1.
who is on the mic ? Yo it’s MC Boy who is on the mic ? MC Body who began the hike ? Yo It’s MC Boy Now, who is on the mic ? MC Body who is on the dike ? Yo it’s MC Boy there, who is on the mic ? MC Body Who’s got the pike ? yeah here are the toys Boy, Show'em the pack: we are the Body Boys Two naughty dikes like/hungry to bite some slice Psyky Psyko kids from the Brooklille of vice Maculated conception / gave twins to rap Ejaculated distraction // with the means to slap Wild, and // Bam  We’re here to // slam while you do the arena who we are ? The Bomber Men Two voices as one, so I kick it like a demon I’m a twice said legend so listen to me double : Fresh french six boys team in stereo You won’t forget our smell like a kilo of AGLIO Three K’s in the name but we wear no capiro We came one day, these guys gave us a pillow ….Bow Bow Bow, spring ! fresh arrow ! Loaded with the funky lazer vision flow Back to the future we can't die like Kenny So what's your answer when we say : are you ready ?
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Psyko Waltz (vol. 1) I'm coming straight outta the truck of the bassmobile Who is on the mic you it's MC Green hand Puff-a-puff-a smoke and pass the track back to your neighbour Upside-down, a bittersweet flavor Ups and downs and still rebouncing It's the same old me (and he's always back again) Surprise motherfucker I was never far away Uhm... No we never got arrested Not even with weed hanging over the glove box Guess we're lucky, aiming for the tops Top ten top ten, Here I come With my pair of top tens I come With my hoody and my cap Or my beanie on my head The british hardcore bands are my favourite streetwear brand You're Crazy but it's all in your head As a matter of fact you're not even insane You might think you're crazy but it's all in your head Let the psychos take you away Ah I guess you find me hard to understand No matter the language you've been told in your first bed In classroom, playroom, every language showroom Reality of your surroundings makes your head full of shit And words, images and curves of skin The result of every place you've been Doomed or denied from your right to be Killing your imagination poor birdy Catch that phrase : feel everywhere welcome Get your days, every second is freedom Aerial riddim, time is a fool kingdom Let it sing he will let you come Battles after battles I think more than I fight Looking for my limits with rhymes on my sight You'd better be flying, fog is on the night I wish you a safe flight You're Crazy but it's all in your head As a matter of fact you're not even insane You might think you're crazy but it's all in your head Let the psychos take you away This, is the first step, to the Psyko Waltz The Psyko Waltz The P3K is the key to the freaky That's all I'm gonna say about this You're Crazy but it's all in your head As a matter of fact you're not even insane You might think you're crazy but it's all in your head Let the psychos take you away
3.
You will not be able to stay home, brother. You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out. You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip, Skip out for beer during commercials, Because the revolution will not be televised. Gil Scott Heron Knowledge rules supremes over nearly everything But the motto culture is ruining everything Stupidity's now a norm in everything Humanity’ s greed's corrupted everything You don't trust journalists / And it seems logical You do trust the internet / Drives me hysterical The screaming screens kinda ruined your mind Don't you mind? I Feel lost - like a mouse - in a traffic jam Here is the fresh news from news dealers propaganda is an old baguette Flour in the air prophetize the tensions bakers bake bread but buttered with shit This is the fine art of terror Squeezing your mind and distilling your rancor Words are slaves into the hand of Power Ain’t you shocked…Ain’t you shocked ? This is the fine art of terror Squeezing your mind and distilling your rancor Words are slaves into the hand of Power The T.F.A.O.T. In Yellow halos, or X rays controls X files like crows eat datas create models idols identity ? Identity falls what is false protects, what is true destroys What cannot be fixed makes a system roll Slide and touch carries the human fall on cut cut sum sup, books are endangered Cancer for ideas and candies for leaders We will buy guns 'cause we're forced to Because of the police non intervention politics We'll stand our ground and kill people And we will sink into violence and madness) Talking news, talking walls, talking buildings, talking phones, talking rules, talking dolls, talking advice behind the metro doors Talking screens, talking hair loss talkin drug abuse, I lose my talk force Talking world, shut the fuck up My mouth is a gun and I shoot you a dot Two mouths as a gun and we shoot you a dot Here is some fresh news for fresh news dealers This is the fine art of terror Squeezing your mind and distilling your rancor Words are slaves into the hand of Power The T.F.A.O.T.
4.
Workless Dance I’m like god I can give you a job Pray your God, in acapella mode Sing me an ode « Hell Yeah ! » JOB GOD : I’m like god, I could give you a job, but I wanna choose the best Of course there’s no dog but fight like wolves I will take care of your rests A big party, for me…And I don’t even know my guests !  Will You dare drink a glass of water honey ? Before I decide you are thirsty ? JOB DOG : But…But they saw me at the bakery, three times a day ! They saw me eyes sleepy hanging like a toubab for the cheapest kebab They saw me at the épicerie, for rolling papers in the rain... Again and again, I got my fame they got my face and also my name ! Cow me on, draft me, Everybody hates that shit, play that shit Come on, draft me Why everybody plays that shit ? First I quitted school, and then I felt stupid Then I got a job, and then I felt stupid I'm giving my best, I still feel stupid I'm not giving up, am I that stupid ? I am a musician Would'nt say an artist but come on I've worked hard I'm sleep deprived Yet I know I won't be JB or Ray Charles Stupid ass world, I'm bored And would be terrified if I thought of Something worth worrying for Fuck it dog, nevermind Never mention how long you walked Take that dream job and shut it up ! It's a shitjob, but it fills your fridge up ! Right kiddo, grow, lose your thrills (and) Pay Your Bills Cow me on, draft me, Everybody hates that shit, play that shit Come on, draft me sun is beyond, sun is behind Supply army, demobilize, freelance Let’s get rid of these fuckers, Do the workless dance You said I need it ? I said I take it And now…I’m about to Suicide. There’s nowhere I can hide. From my shitty paper ! Have you ever been forced to seek for a job ? Have you ever wondered what you were looking for ? I don't wanna get back, don't want another round I don’t wanna get back, I don’t wanna get back Keep your job away Keep jour job away Keep your job away Keep your job away And now I say that unemployement is really cool I can’t do that shit, right now. I feel stupid I feel so damn stupid
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Monstros Incorporantes Many thing were said in the last three weeks. Many DIED, many cried, now we PRAISE the Police. Applause the SWAT ! Hell Yeah for the COPS ! A Hell of a GOOD job, KILLING the bad folks. Free Speech, this is the story of one of your greatest misses. Let them choke and whenever the trial, Hang them ‘till they are DEAD, crisis postponed. An eye for a tooth, everybody goes VICIOUS ? Fuck you BFM you TUMOR US There’s a corpse, lying here. Have You seen the crows and the Death Eaters ? They glide over the carcass, carrying cameras. Nobody cares enough to help, nobody dares, nobody tries. The PEN behind the SHIELD, we are here to SAY « No ! » Checkpoint CHARLIE, your gantry is low. FREEDOM was waiting for her Rendez -Vous, At least she knew all this had an air of Déjà-Vu She said : « Look at me now, are You gonna judge me ? They KILL for a spirit, you’re killing for ME ? You think it’s FAIR ? So, where is my chair ? You make me COME, but I can sit NOWHERE. Oh Mama Mami ! This day You scare me ALL You really gonna make me THROW (up) James Brown ! Help me. From the top of my head to my feet limit, I cannot handle it….Can we hit it and quit ? My social udpates are critical This kind of life is pretty cool But when I see how much you become radical Time Line is leaking, it’s no more in your body It squirts, sprouts, the volunteer's vice Now network claims Your sacrifice Facebook, suits us like a NEPHROMA We are thirsty to DEATH, angel of Wrath, like Akroma A new dress for a wardrobe called trauma Maybe in a minutes we’ll sing ……….« My Sherona » ? A million witnesses made a million views so one pretty minister can buy a trillion shoes But a million witnesses make a million opinion So much freedom in your mouth, such a dead end horizon The last 24 hours of two walking dead became a blockbuster AGAIN I don’t think You know what you are doing Illegal guns from the extreme right wing I don’t think You know what you are doing Obscenely sold to the Parisian seed I don’t think You know what you are doing We are cash, we’re fool, we will come, they will pool fast They got the tools to cast the outcasts And the Full Moon highlights  the bad cats Cash, and full they’ll come, and pool fast Cash full, they’ll come and they’ll pull fast You know, they got the bigger riot gun, so they will come and kill fast Oh Mama Mami ! This day You scare me ALL You really gonna make me THROW (up) My social udpates are critical This kind of life is pretty cool But when I see how much you become radical Time Line is leaking, it’s no more in your body It squirts, sprouts, the volunteer's vice Now networks claim Your sacrifice Late in the morning, We had to kill some Live in the morning, we had to kill some Applause the SWAT, applause GIGN, make a thousand noise at the Police Parade GI’s on the Block, Frenchies got BALLS. Let’s go by million acclaim the Police Force. The hand in the HAND, and the hand on the RIFLE (YOU GET UP ! SO GET UP ! AND NOW, I’M GONNA MAKE SCREAM YOUR SCREENS DO YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHY YOU ARE DOING ?
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Piou. Piou Piou Piou Piou Piou !
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Think It Up 03:33
Think it up And your brain cells are melting And your brain cells are melting My brain cells are melting Our brain cells are melting If your mind feels slow leave your habits on the go Put an end on these bells clinging on you Because a screen, in that one damn thing that bring you nothing, nothing, nothing Confused informations alterate your reality You'd better think it up ! Your head has got the color and the form of a tomato Your lightened hand just gives me sorrow You'd better think it up ! Hey they gonna get ya, I tell ya They're selling your brain to Coca-Cola You'd better think it up ! I know this woman is a fake, just like the fruit in my milkshake, but It rises in me, I’m gonna boost my rocket You'd better think it up ! TV keeps flashing bullshit in your eyes When the fuck will you stop being wise ? Are you gonna smash it ? Or are we gonna smash it ? Hey kid, let's play outside You could stick a branch in your friend's eye You could run and you could cry But anything's better than staying inside ! TV keeps screaming things that you never understand Now you can't tell the difference between Breaking News and Elle They say my country supplies freedom ? Some muslim terrorists wanna be children of the Atom ? I’m like Duke Nukem, I’ll do whatever I can, Give me a gun, a girl, and let’s shoot them Confused informations alterate your reality You'd better think it up ! My bones are folded and cold, I feel old, cause I told you, these screens just leave you unable. You'd better think it up ! Hey they gonna get ya, I tell ya They're selling your brain to Coca-Cola You'd better think it up ! That thing makes your mind stop Don’t you see you wander liker a Kafka floor maggot ? You'd better think it up ! TV keeps flashing bullshit in your eyes When the fuck will you stop being wise ? Are you gonna smash it ? Or are we gonna smash it ? If I quit the screen I can wink If It goes again I can think You don't want to keep your eyes shut You don't want to keep your mind shut You don't want to keep your heart shut Let me think about it.. How about no ? Think It Up. You'd better think it up.
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Spookadelic Fever Mansion It’s been an hour now...there are ghosts in my town they keep on appearing and drive the people mad ! Let’s rob your hat cause I’m invisible, Do a heart attack or run if you are capable I Got to pack my suitcase before KO Because my place is about to become a poltergeist ghetto Something shouts at my left : behind the window door somebody climbs without a lift !  Dog woman and man try to fight these white sheets    All find the same end: floor hit Creepy and Gloomy hits my head  We’re going on a world it’s got a taste of Walking Dead Even If I had a rifle, a cross or a bible,  anybody got the ghost busters's phone? It happened so fast, now danger exists But I’m so curious to find the master of this So get it on, I’m gonna get them by my own  don’t want to fight, just need to talk I wave my white flag and I walk to the closest ugly castle…let’s knock at the door ! A cold voice sings me : "what are you here for?" Who are You ? Spooky. What Are You? Tell Them ! Who?  "Us ! He’s the king among the deads" Why do you… FUCK OFF OR I KILL YOU WITH MY COLT ! OR MAYBE I’ LL CHANGE YOUR BODY IN SALT ! While the crows' flows flies high in reverb we drop you by the head from the sky to your bed Here comes the time of freaky humans trials we're crazy in the head  - We run the funkyest mansion ever haunted Did you hear that scream, down the hallway ? It's Vlad, he's thirsty, your blood is tasty A nice guy, you're doomed, watch your Head, this way We got werewolves, witches, scarecrows Which is your favorite, name it, summon it Boogey boogey boogey here come your ghost ghost Next door on your left would be doctor Faust's. Move ! All that curvy meat of yours The ghoul rules a scary bit of groove We brew Our booze in hell so drink and drool it now fool The entire place awaits, awake, to bake Your flesh... It's been decades since the last time someone strayed In our nets... It's kinda late to check under your bed, 'cause It's the Whole spooky nation that you're messing with Humans better not fight It's the Whole spooky nation you’ll be happy to fear be wise, or be dead ! -Who are You ? -Spooky. -What Are You? -Tell Them ! -Who?  "Us ! He’s the king among the deads." -Why do you… -FUCK OFF OR I KILL YOU WITH MY COLT ! OR MAYBE I’ LL CHANGE YOUR BODY IN SALT ! While the crows' flows flies high in reverb we drop you by the head from the sky to your bed Here comes the time of freaky humans trials we're crazy in the head and as mad as judge Dr I don’t wanna lie, I’d rather spreading fear, The ways to live and die into this life couldn’t be more clear Put me in this machine, chewing um my body give me a potion make my chin gummy gloomy Six hours later…Time for some slaughter ! Everybody calls me now the white killer Got more mojo than an heroin dealer I’m gonna murder you all                  murder you all ! Cause it’s the whole spooky nation that you’re messing with Cause it’s the whole spooky nation that you’re messing with But here comes the boogie man…
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HOT DAY, HOTTER NIGHT I'd like to see my friends But I'm good on my own No needs no goals nothing but freedom The only thing I miss is a one-hour boom bap Cause this feels like an endless afternoon, what? Don't You ever think useless is beautiful Shall we enjoy the day look it's full Of pretty people outside It's summertime Shall we lay down on the grass It could be fine So do I, MC Body when I kick devil may cry So sweet angel the situation between you and me should be fine Ain't no sunshine that will turn you on the bad eye Like Marty McFly I travel through the time To bring you a mammoth in in a prehistoric rapline More tentacular than Euroline Make you cross the red line of Mankind Jump ! You won't stay deaf and blind to the power of my funkadelic The Dick is phallic You know we are the hat and you are the rabbit P.S.Y.K.O is full of magic I'm not lazy, I'm just dizzy I'm alone but it feels like a party I'm in a good mood a smooth feeling You'd better be ready 'cause I feel like eating The whole world... My heart beats backing the life beat but don't be bitchin' Geez, breathe, that new born breeze That came to kill it quick, clean, hygienic, Super energetic, a scalpel made sonic, Ah ! Superbad Groovy-ass untraditionnal Have I ended my bars or did I just take a stroll ? I'm so evil I could pee on rhythm If I drenched you it would create an anthem Suck that song until you get high Blow that bomb that flow will let you Right on the first time like everybody's first scream We all scream for Ice Cream We all scream for vice scenes We all scream on life needs We all cream the world's ruin Nevermind, bring the fun in Bring it on, bring the fun in ! Quickforwarded séquences of last night Unclear sight and earing, frozen feet blaaack Out drunk The damn train is finally rollin', and blazin' My eyes Hurt  And in the morning it will be like : How the fuck did I get here ? I have no ideaaaa..r friends please tell me which kind of witchcraft this is So here came the night, about 8 PM The plan was compact, the contact about to be made I took a walk on the back side 'cause Lou Reed helds the game And when I came back it tuned into Alice In Chains So Four Minutes later I kicked your motherfucking face with a shot from the stars X-Ray Delta ! Do you read me? Do you copy ? Hottest day can make you feel foxy Hotter night can read you like a puppy Bring it on, bring the fun in !
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Music is the Queen of unherited culture. That's all folks ! Oubliez pas de nous le dire si GLOOMY DAYS vous a plu ! P3K

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PSYKOKONDRIAK - Gloomy Days:

" Ecoutez donc le barré " Think it up " ou le bien groovy " Workless dance " et vous vous rendrez vite compte de l'extrême inspiration dont fait preuve PSYKOKONDRIAK qui possède le même grain de folie que possédaient les défunts BEASTIE BOYS en leur temps.
Quel plaisir d'écouter un disque aussi authentique et bien en dehors des modes actuelles. "
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" Gloomy Days simply hits the spot for something fresh and exciting. Musically at times it is not the most unique yet every recognisable aspect is countered and surpassed by moments of imagination and craft masked as lunacy. Whether Gloomy days will break Psykokondriak into new hungry spotlights time will tell but it will definitely recruit a horde of new fans with us to the fore "

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" PSYKOKONRIAK scheint das wenig zu jucken, sie machen im großartigen "Think It Up" eben das was das SUICIDAL TENDENCIES Nebenprojekt INFECTIOUS GROOVES und der Judgement Night Soundtrack taten, sie verbinden Hip Hop mit Rock plus Revoluzzerattitüde und sind dabei herrlich mitreissend. Zehn Songs, die ein ziemliches Crossover-Revival zelebrieren und das auf einem Niveau, welches aufhorchen lässt. Das Sextett ist jedenfalls definitiv Pflichtprogramm für jeden Genrefreund. ThEb "

With Love, The Underground-Music
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"Der darf sich jetzt auf 6 durchgeknallte Franzosen freuen die ganz genau in diesem Fahrwasser grooven, scratchen und rocken! "

Heavy-Metal.de


" Un disco ben fatto e di qualità che spicca tra le produzioni rap/rock e affini al momento disponibili sul mercato. Da tenere sott'occhio. "

Michele Montanari, The Pit of the Damned

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released June 15, 2016

Bass : Cédric DESNEULIN aka le comte Eskarfesse
Drum : Aurélien DESNEULIN aka L'empereur Mark Oreill
Guitar : Tristan FLORIN aka Docteur Florkin
Djing : Julien DELVILLE aka DJ Stam Iff aka La Comète
Voice : Y.B. aka Mc BODY
Voice : BRAECKMAN aka Mc BOY

Recorded by RomTomCat (Sofa Studio)
Mixed by Olive T'servrancx (Electrik Box Studio)
Mastered by R3myBoy (Aéronef)

Artwork by Geoffroy Triacca
(geoffroytriacca.blogspot.fr)

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Psykokondriak Lille, France

"PSYKOKONDRIAK possède le même grain de folie que possédaient les défunts BEASTIE BOYS en leur temps "

Psykokondriak est une hydre à six têtes, une chimère de rock’n roll et de Hip-Hop 90's.

Fusion de grooves imparables, de refrains entêtants, de scratch virtuoses et de flows ravageurs, le groupe gagne en renommée avec l'album " GLOOMY DAYS ", un authentique son " HIP HOP ROCK 'N ROLL "
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