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The Thought Bubble Mixtape

by Fres Thao

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1.
My Way 03:11
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Escape (dreamlogic remix) 03:12
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ESCAPE i woke up at the first thought jarred awake by a cold gust of wind and all of sudden it started to rain thundering white bolts of lightning struck while i eased out of my dream drained the pourage out of my cranium, so i could relieve the strain strung across the brain a strong pain unable to be retained unbelievable how things insignaficant remain vain tainted by the stain of a blank name i strive in insane ways to maintain my sanity in a manic plea, panicking automatically in a spasmatic fashion callin on my telegraph machine to contact my spacecraft to come rescue me from planet three lost use of telepathy so i resort to the m-i-c to persuade these idiotic human beings that feign the green and the usage of their seeds see i use to be wack shit, but now im above wack-verage the thin line in which wack and average seem to meet now it seems to me that im in a constant need to be pleased constantly following footsteps that lead me to believe that im the beast constantly following footsteps that lead me to believe that im the beast discrepancies in my threes the reason my life expectancies been decreased easily at expenses unnecessarily needed to be completed obsessive to the optics cuz im the opposite of obsolete (shit) shock therapy phonics, like open house to autopsies my generocities gotten nada to me, but whats odd to me is its probably gotten you the lottery, but what bothers me is everybodys problems then, suddenly become a part of me now im easily a part of the losing team even though i was winning, grinning and living the better situation now they put me in this position with a decision to send me off to the rehabilitation office where the patients are dead carcasses and the doctors are street pharmacists alarmed by this, i plot my exscape [meanwhile fresco plots his dynamic exscape from his liminal existence] now its hard for me to send my thoughts to be understood but if i could, i would revert them to each and every person alert them of whats the consequences while im in a constant quest to question the answers i object to respected amongst the disrespectful, i lead you but aledgedly you fled, afraid of the pessimistic sentimental reflections intended to intensify the momentum discretion is advised, like the pendulum, i freely sway side to side in conjuction with the time now as i reside in the future, i tend to reminisce about the present but it doesnt seem as pleasant as if i was living in the past tense now if it wasnt for the passion, i would have never had the charisma and if it wasnt for the charisma, i would have never had the damn talent now its not meant to make sense to some, but it sums up all the dollars and those whos hollowheaded had probably had enough of the album [attempts to exscape are useless] i intended to send my thoughts in your direction but instead then, my thoughts dispensed in a speech impediment? its meant to mean something to your mental, but in infinite ways youll interpret, but none of it will be in a correct text though now i sit back and think about how it started to rain today the scent of the rain came long before i started to wake the sound, penetrating ,u window pane cluttered my thoughts and down i came as i muttered a couple of words sprained while i stumbled to walk the earth not understandable but not due to the fact that i stuttered its due to the fact my thoughts were sent to the other end of the universe [and so i sat back and thought about how it started to rain, unintentionally in the long run, my thoughts came back to me]
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Hey You 05:41
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HEY YOU So I, woke up this morning with a headache and bedmate, um I couldn’t decide which one I’d rather get away from So I put on the PJs, slipped away off the bed Smelt the underarms, took a whiff of the breath Got some OJ, bacon, eggs ham and coffee Headache purely minor, hangover soon deceased Opened up the blinds to see the yellow sun shining Such a beautiful day, I nodded my head in silence Got the attitude, energy and the mind set All engines firing and (um) two open eyelids Imagine that, feeling inspired since last sunset Jump in the shower, wash, rinse and spin It’s a new day, in the bathroom I sing And if you heard me, yea, I bet you’d cringe Jump out the shower, I come face to face with Miss “I woke up on the wrong side of the bed” But Hey you, I aint about to play I’m just here, right here, just to start my day And if you got got some’em something smart to saY (AND IF YOU DO HAVE SOMETHING VERY SMART TO SAY) Well you can keep it to yourself, I aint starting that way So I get dressed to impress no one in particular Ignore medusa’s snakes, witchcrafts and spells Check the email, blow a kiss then I’m out Out the door, walking towards the old beater Two parking tickets and there’s no parking meters On the freeway to collect cheese in the rat race Pulled over for expired plates and I’m late Yes I Understand -- No I forgot my ID Yes that is my name – Date of birth is one one eighty No, I haven’t been drinking since, uh, yesterday Can I just have my ticket and we both be on our way He looked at me, tilted his aviators and said Hey you, I aint about to play I’m just here, right here, just to ruin your day And if you do have something very stupid to say Well I can keep you right here, I aint scared to play Hey you, I aint about to play I’m just here, right here, just to start my day And if you got got some’em something smart to saY (AND IF YOU DO HAVE SOMETHING VERY SMART TO SAY) Well you can keep it to yourself, I aint starting that way So thanks Mr. Officer I’m ready for a grand show Crossed the fingers and wished myself some luck In the cubicle 35 minutes behind ten Took a deep breathe, closed my eyes and I sighed then the boss struts in, tosses me the mandatory Overtime shifts, I’ll gladly do, but I’m sorry Its Friday, I’ve got a gig at this venue I’m headlining Well the corporations blah blah blah blah blah So I started my singing Hey you, I aint about to play I’m just here, right here, in the middle of the day And if you got got some’em something smart to say (AND IF YOU DO HAVE SOMETHING VERY SMART TO SAY) Well you can keep it to yourself, I aint going that way Another city of Milwaukee parking citation The last straws drawn, I’m exhausted and impatient How todays went is how my days go so I’m singing the blues on the way home and I know same routine tomorrow when today is done same song when I sing that I’d had sung same wall with no window or a door, see oh I’ll tell you tonight’s epic in a whole different story Hey you, I aint about to play I’m just here, right here, just to end my day And if you got got some’em something smart to say Well you can keep it to yourself, I aint ending that way
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Boom Bap Vocab 04:47
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BOOM BAP AND VOCABO “hello friend. Say, what do you suppose is the most important part of your body? The brain, yes the brain is the part of the body that makes all the other parts work, Its something like a big, uh, switchboard, from which the orders go out to the rest of the body …” Ear drumming humming, head bobbing cinematics, follow on top, hollow cymbal drop Static elec – trick – or – treat, fabric of time seeps color through the cracks in the streets Swallow that tongue with a cold cup of tea, objection your honor, but im still not a scholar Minutes diminish to hours to days say it louder with vowels that dance in between towers of letters, you came, you saw, you left, elegant strands of the elephant mans love Transports through portals, wormholes engorge you, forced through the cold wind with war scars still open, potent energy crisis, solo timidly trying, crying out fire and waters nowhere to be found. Sparks on the snares, piercing the ear, share reason to fear, sound bombing nuclear musical chairs, Few can adhere the vision the speaker reveals, Creatures alike seem to feign for the (k)night, shiny armor I hover into the starry sky So make room for the boom bap and vocabo, in the headphones, they soon soon COLLAPSE SLOOOOWWWW Words float like birds heard far from the ocean Motion reserved, since cold furnace dispersing, heat, that’s absorbed through means, way too disturbing, fetch the bone, thrown, overhand with a curve, and, catch the tone bounce off the wall and crumble It’s the jungle jim jones with a knack for kickball, pitfall harry hopping over the scorpions, Whistle while I work on top of the empire, state building, im digging a subterranean home – sick of the blues - choose not to worry so I cruise the avenue Pass through your center of gravity with a big boom “We find that a number of elements go into its makeup, the elements exist together” So make room for the boom bap and vocabo, in the headphones, they soon soon COLLAPSE SLOOOOWWWW Connect the dots and follow the crooked outline, up on cloud nine, shouting for ya to find Gravel stone hiding in deep blue Poseidon, abandon aircraft, smash into the horizon Riding in the storm with no sign of direction, every section im blessing is for a moment, Emotional addressing of everything that youre hoping Maybe that’s golden, something that you couldn’t hold in Maybe its incredible, something that you couldn’t let go Maybe it’s the thought of how soft your echoes wander through the silence of everything that you know, Untouched sound molded into a waveform, rain storm found in the depths of the desert Heckle all you want, doctor jeckylle is a professor of everything you want / are / and aspire to be, incomplete form so I expire to be reborn as electromagnetic flowing on through the chords, Heaven meets earth and I disinegrate in the fog So make room for the boom bap and vocabo, in the headphones, they soon soon COLLAPSE SLOOOOWWWW “the brain of man is a wonderful, partly mysterious organ, that has taken nature millions of years to create, the brain actually has about 10 billion nerve cells .. theyre constantly receiving and sending messages by means of electrical impulses that travel from 2 to 200 miles an hour .. the purpose of this little record is to clear up for the non musician some of the mysteries about the brain”
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Crushed Cans 03:20
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BST 03:51
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BST Time slips through like knocks on the front door See, I’ve heard it before so I ignore it with the same force Open up the hatches, lay a golden egg and smell the fumes of the matches Boom goes the head when it’s lights, camera, action Rooms lit on fire, desires of an assassin Piece the fragments, take the fractions (and) start adding Atomic bomb dropping from the bottom of a cockpit Stop it when you land it on the red dot of the target See me in the far end while you’re sealed up in that carbon Razor sharp, halogen light saber darkness Mark it with the gun powder left from the murder weapon Urban legendary wings clipped, so I’m bleeding Sweat on the forehead drips like a hurricane Devastate the forest, trees bend like time, But stay rooted through the floor bed Soil then becomes mud, moving creatures out to the sea And there I still stand, with the scriptures in the hand It’s the picture that I’ve, planned, when I’ve scanned the territory It’s the splitting of the atoms Matter then unloads, explodes in the pupils Few then can behold the ceremonial mastodon Stomping on the ground, until it’s broken up the sound Wave in the air, if you brave enough to dare Devil, I’mma write a letter, so you can beware Wolf, I then become when the moon begins to stare Tear down the broken piece of canvas that I haunt Crying out wolf, when peter knows that it’s false Will get you nowhere quicker than a broken mirror When my image does appear, fist with a cold motion Swiftly in the air Plane, I reside on the open side of a box Hopping out the rabbit hole, then wiping off the moss See, I’mma keep it real, when the film begins to spin Feel the beats pound from the entrance to the exit Its an undetected visit, an eclipse of the full moon Carpal tunnel syndrome on the fist that wouldn’t bloom But now then entombed in a room inside a cave The volcano will soon erupt when you’ve sealed the barricades Bleeding from the – eyes Sweat from the – cuts Tears in the – ears – of those who cried wolf
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featuring Tria and Doua of HillTribe - Reverse Psychology 03:43
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8.
Divided 05:01
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Life oh 8 04:08
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LIFE OH 8 Just a virus to your program to keep the mind tweaked Chain smoking you couldn’t cut it with the techniques There’s no pretending I can take it with this nonsense When the moons lit, transform into the wolf --- MAN Brain overload from the days work over seen by the over lord I’m just short circuit bursting All the day dreams in many ways can make you sweat So curse me for the hunger but the thirst is getting quenched See this 9 to 5, you can take this job and shove it Anyways I’ll be back tomorrow in time to punch in But tonight, if I can still see then I ain’t had nuff Another night out, with the mouth under the faucet Often too much, fill myself with the boose and Drowning down the sorrow like a whale harpoon ned Follow me, continue and listen to what I’m crooning Still got the blues but I still sing you this [chorus] Still got that dream that seem a little off beat As the scene takes you off through the vaults of my brain I ain’t famous, got a day shift that don’t pay shit These days I’m impatient, waiting for the spaceship Keep my head lifted neck above the clouds Where the shooting stars continue to fall and the sounds Surround me in a bliss, yes dismiss the mess I keep my place tidy for the misses when they visit It’s the one all mighty that’ll spite me in the end see In the time being I’ll be a friend with the enemy I’ve seen better days, better days have seen me You can’t believe much of all the hype so let me speak The bare necessities of a life incomplete I play it by the ear, give life a bear hug It’s the way I love this life that gets people jealous So ladies and fellas, sing along with fres [chorus] Feeling fresh like preservatives in your processed food I maneuver through the day like there’s wings on my shoes I don’t deal with the fact that you can’t deal with my facts The real issues are officially left detached You don’t make me mad, you just make me upset With no smile on my grill, don’t mean I’m unhappy Until the kegs on empty or these people become friendly You can bet another drinks on it’s way to drive me senseless (break) Until these robots start functioning correctly Until these tin men receive their heartbeats Til they give me a legitimate reason to give up or to give a damn of what they’re trying to say These problems are going no where and neither are they So I stand tall and keep on singing it this way Come on sing along with me, it goes like this I don’t hate life Its just you that I don’t like I’m a do right No matter what gets in my way If the moods right I might tune out what you say Because the moonlight will bring me another day

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The Thought Bubble Mixtape is a collection of songs created from 2003 through 2008.

Production by Fres Thao, Beats a Bound, Invisible Man, CAD and Kshksh.

Feel free to download the tracks and share them. If you dig them, throw some change into my paypal. If you're like me, broke, then just pass the word and let me know your thoughts at albrathao@gmail.com.

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released January 1, 2008

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I am a Hmong American poet, Hip Hop artist, multidisciplinary artist, activist and educator. My life long love of poetry, Hip Hop and storytelling has spawned eight albums, including Illegoalien’s ‘Blank Canvas’ and a vinyl release of my ‘Mind Full Of’ album, and one book, Lullabies for Happiness, A Manual for Love and Peace. ... more

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