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CARPETFACE - COGNITIVE DISS LP

by CARPETFACE

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I'M FINE 03:22
LYRICS: how you feeling ? I'm fine. why? because i rhyme. power crammed in the hand with a gramme in the pan taking a stand open the gland and let that inner swing band expand until the damage is dammed and with a lack of a plan the man is slammed like a ham to the back of the caravan with the lyrics - and if you fucking kids can just stick with this shit, ballistics: wisdom-sickness, the victims are listed pisstake mister misfits bigwigs with dicks for chicks who dig pigs in lipstick dicking and docking then finishing off and filming the whole thing, now let your hole sing its boring to be snoring in the morning kicking the doors in like yours if your falling for the wrong type of calling dipping a ball in one teste at a time to check your temperature sounding pop but way too mental to entertain without emptying this brain at you -now you're likely to record it for the record as a lyrical adventure yeah the rap equivalent of penis to the denture, never meant to turn up waving at your centre mic debenture. no i never meant to hurt them mc's but the way the crowd-cookie crumbled most of them were wacker than me there i said it but its ok to give yourself credit chucked the old book at the even older frog he was like "reddit" because I've been there and I've done that and ive sold the fucking tshirt when i rock the mic they react like knee-jerk. never should i phase you, amazing you the truth cutting like straight razor in your shaver, the saviour from way before the old school raver blatant flavour check carpetface fucking mic behaviour on the stage yeah never been all the fucking rage yeah bust the cage turned a new page now i'm amazed I got the flower of life on the right side of my mind the daily grind of leaving one demon at a time behind - and i'm fine XX
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LYRICS: see a stranger in the street and try befriending them imagine love you're lending them instead of ways of ending them …. funk heavy like an elephant pheromone the ending of the lemming no more mental cliff descending check it start mending them swinging the sounds as we're blending them very very heavy like coming a pendulous pendulum bending them ripping it kicking it for giggles and shits hot sauce in your grits with the mic in the mitts. the rigidity of city slicker dick with no pity the walter mitty committee sitting on responsibility sit on this and spin you ninny man you're tricking's sickening like sticking pins in a kitten you're smitten with twisted vision and i must eat you up for supper put em up or don;t bother don't make me rhyme about the time i spent the night with your mother now am i dreaming? flipping a lightswitch and pinch me flinch check the willy nilly silly lyric spitting da vinci on this shit , and i aint even really done sticking a neck out on the mic i don't mind being that someone i know i aint alone waking you up down the microphone respect to all mc's making the truth better known yo yo! now understand that some on the mic have got a plan helping people failing to remember remember how to hold hands so that one day more of us can tell our kids kids kid man i tried i really tried with everything that i did to make it right the party people better fix up going tits up freaking wars all your causes are mixed up now the sensible mc's flipped up just listen in when the mic's getting ripped up aint having none of your chat none of your crap man i had way too much of that had to take a step back to the batcave like a hermit man you want respect you better earn it muppets like fucking kermit
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LYRICS: "IF YOU WANTED YOU COULD TRY TO FIND A WAY TO MAKE TOMORROW A LITTLE BETTER THAN YESTERDAY LOOKING OUT FOR THE WORLD DON'T TURN AWAY AND MAKE TOMORROW A LITTLE BETTER" smacking the weiner as i teen i was a dreamer i'd have never believed ya about FEMA, or Fuku-fucking-shima but the times change and fuck the rhyme game if theres no transmission of belief to believers and believe us when we say that come what may we'll find a way to make tomorrow a little better than yesterday, but not without residing to the fact that despite all our tech we need to take a step back…. back to a sense of community. unity? being all that you can be is nothing very new to me, but just like you i frantically search for clues that might lead me to a state where that is easier to do… hair upon the cheek so they be calling me carpetface now watch me beaming cosmic energy down the mic from outer space. now more than ever party people in the place are joining hands and understanding love and picking up the pace now what do i mean? theres a grand awakening, seen? happening I see it happening its really happening i heard it on the grapevine and reckon its true looking out for the world means it might just look out for you the battle between faith and understanding what do i mean? we landed on the Moon according to a screen - but did it happen? am i really carpetface am i really rapping? man, whatever the weather now party people you decide. and based on what exactly? a acceptance of facts dished out so matter of factly that the fact that they ain't even real facts gets a taxi don't it make you want to ask a question deep inside? and who the hell told you to hold on to whatever they told you's worth holding on to? t hink of the the lengths them fuckers have gone to, now manifest your love and the universe will provide stop cutting off your balls with the pharmaceuticals, rules at schools there for dumbing down blunt tools, its up to us parents man we're the real fools for expecting everyone except ourselves to change it all Welcome to your freddy Krueger nightmare osmosis from the brain syphon your secrets out to use later for personal gain, and if you’re feeling any shame or pain then freeze frame, and check your brain again and again and again. yeah the maddest missions I've been on keen on keep keeping on to put the squeal on the piggies, crusading the furthest journey when the mic is wanting rocked, I'm rocking it hard like turning down a cancer stick when I stopped. clarity's the high enough of pickling the brain turned the bottle upside down and poured your lager down the drain, down the pipeline mixed with chemicals that fell down with the rain, to the fish I had for dinner now it's back inside my veins. don't give me antibiotics man don't want to be bionic I'm on it like gin and tonic dashed upon your car bonnet sometimes I might have been wrong, my love had been strong, back and forth like ping pong ..ill like Kim Jong...
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LYRICS: why do you deny what you feel inside? if you really don't care then its easy if you pretend you don't care then it's easy well it's that type of party who's sticking their dick in the mashed potatoes now motherfuckers? you can sympathise most acts nowadays are fucking synthesised right before your eyes like the end of your nose if you've never been further than the end of the road never straying from your new best mate that computer cracked fruity loops now you's a producer? loser drown your sorrows in the boozer we be off the ground like a fucking land cruiser somewhere along the line we lost the plan once upon a time a drummer played by hand and now its way back to the great tracks they made back on the 8 track if its made wack i hate that I'm staying fat like giant haystacks when I'm on a microphone i'll NEVER leave you alone like a predator drone denial is a disease and no one here is immune the promises you wont keep will knock you out but if you really don't care then its easy when you lie its easy and you're doing it all of the time you just deny you know an act is just a lie but really hard is how you try to keep the blinkers on your eye they bang you up for being high you make me shake my head and sigh an outward laugh, inside i cry cos after all i'm just a guy the carpetface is asking why? we don't remember who we are who we were once all humble lovers in the green well hip to the hop act upon what you know educations still a lacking element of the scene and yo whats my role in this ? to give arseholes a diss for banging shit about to wipe out the populace and i don't give a fuck about your trolling attack tack a bigot step back and check my wake up track x most mc's spit way too brag and boasty, the hostie with the mostie known to strip to midriff when i'm toastie Carpetface on the mic coast to coasty - trying to pull your mind wide open like the gape in the g.o.a.t.s.e early morning vocal with the frog in the throat see the truth coming out of this ill so and so please bringing biggest baddest bigots to both knees i blow cheese out of apple-pipes as you blow me. can you believe i just said that? if could read you might have read that. tip your fucking head back because i aint done thrusting yet the rhymes I'm busting get force-fed down your throat and now you're gushing wet understand i'm serious, Jack - my eyes are dotted and my teas are fucking crossed Cack a rhyme out, clean your mind with the mental floss the cost of cognitive dissonance? -millions of lives are lost and they call that the cognitive diss i hope i gained your trust loving your brother is a must carpetface is out in disgust lets have some peace
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MUD STICKS 04:17
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HIGHS & LOWS 04:42
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ltd 12" VINYL ALSO AVAILABLE THROUGH B-LINE RECORDINGS

NEWBIAS DIGITAL AND B-LINE PROUDLY PRESENT: #CognitiveDiss
- the 2nd full-length solo album from critically acclaimed hiphop artist “CARPETFACE” - who recently burst back on to the UK circuit making impressive waves after a 10 year gap between solo releases, now once again causing a stir across the international hiphop scene with the ongoing respect and support of fellow artists, fans of music with a message, and tastemakers in independent radio and press.

An album of 100% fresh, conscious hiphop with a uniquely original yet classic feel and catchy-as-fuck chorus hooks that stick in the brain from the very first listen, impressively blending radio-friendly songwriting skills with devastatingly heavyweight lyrical prowess, all delivered in CARPETFACE's well-honed tonguetwister rhyming-style remeniscent of hiphop's golden era.

The LP comprises 12 thought-provoking tracks ranging from upbeat bboy bangers to reflective soulful downtempo headnod. A collection of heartfelt sentiments centered around themes of paradigm shift, entering maturity, compassion in the face of corporate corruption and channelling angry energy into constructive solutions, from the point of view of a single dad sick of raging against the machine.

Guest rap vocals, production collabs and turntable contributions come from:
US heavyweights DONALD D (RHYME SYNDICATE) and UGLY DUCKLING's YOUNG EINSTEIN,
DJAR ONE (Beats House Records) and NONSTOP over in France,
UK producer DJ MONEYSHOT (THE ALLERGIES / Jalapeno Records)
and Amsterdam-based beatmaker YUNIQ

“The British Phill Most Chill” - HBS MUSIC ARCHAEOLOGY

"After a near ten year hiatus, CARPETFACE is back with a metaphorical bang on his second feature-length project, Cognitive Diss. Having been almost three years in the making, it oozes that old-school, feel good Hip Hop sound; with infectious hooks, crisp beats and intricate wordplay at the core yet managing to maintain an unquestionable freshness about it…a project that heads off in twelve very different directions whilst being just as powerful as a complete release" - WORDPLAY MAGAZINE

"Dope…Yo …simply Dope" - AFRIKA ISLAM
(Rock Steady Crew / Rhyme Syndicate Records - Producer: ICE-T: "Power" / "Rhyme Pays" / "O.G (Original Gangster)" & "Freedom of Speech..Just Watch What You Say!")

“Move over Kool Keith!” - TIME OUT NEW YORK

"I heard the song and loved it right off the bat like this is going to be cool man…for me the song is incredible but the album…one of the best Ive heard in a long time catering to hiphop where you've got lyrics, beats, good themes, good choruses - I was listening today and I was inspired"
-DONALD-D (Rhyme Syndicate / The B-Boys / Ice-T "Power")

“Prince Paul Smoking crack with Syd Barrett”
- JOCKEY SLUT MAGAZINE

“Wembley's one-man answer to the Beastie Boys!
-no style or genre is too daring for this man” - DJ FORMAT

“So sick it's ridiculous!” - BEARDYMAN

"CARPETFACE rides the rhythm effortlessly, commanding the stage with his old-school style of rhyming synonymous with groups like Demon Boyz and Gunshot, rhyming without missing a beat, a rare sight these days but also being as clear as day on the microphone" - DJ SUPREME (Hijack)

"The LP has an golden era feel and even features production by Young Einstein from Ugly Duckling. out in July...Yum Yum Eat It Up! “ - BRITISHHIPHOP. CO.UK

“Here's one of our greatest eclectic British artists to come out of the Hip Hop scene and it's great to see Carpetface back on top form.... Carpetface is top and will always come with something creatively interesting and dope!” -TJ CHILL (KAOSS CREW)

“the single offers a smooth and promising glimpse of what is to expected from his 2nd album, ‘Cognitive Diss’ released later this year...it comes as a no surprise to the listener that his songs carry in themselves a strong message of ‘keeping it real’, in the name of hiphop...recommended!”
- I AM HIPHOPMAGAZINE

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released July 21, 2017

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