NIGHT WORLD a Podcast

Please read, if you're inclined to do so of course.Thank you so much for listening, really YOU whoever YOUS are… we'll hats off to YOUS.THIS IS PART IV OF THE SEASON FINALE….Over the past year or so it has been a wild time to say the least. Creatively it has been a revelation, personally umm.. closer to a wreck, and in one case literally a wreck. We've always had an ambitious vision for H V B R, the last year and a half has brought us something unexpected and most of the creative attention and resources have gone into building up this aspect of H V B R. The toughest element is balance, how do we bridge what we've been trying to accomplish with what we've found and leverage it into something more grand… we're at the heels of it now, you'll hear from us soon.-H V B R (High Volume Beelaash{luxury in the Bengali language} Recordings 2/10/23Kindly leave reviews, subscribe, nudge others towards subscribing and share, share, share. Again thank you.The content :Grass Clippings on a coffe tableGold bond around the way soI slam the door get out my face broFast forward 13 years crashed Romeo Thats an object those not stableDays got gone , and my face feel foreignI am strong (though) I am dormantMy mind is touring kind (of) like Mormon Can I get a moment of clarity It's so many wrongs don't remember meEyes to the sky like hey surprise We don't want the doors we just want the lifeHey Cinderella my shoes are betterGaultier glasses cordovan leather You make it rain I switch the weather Temper tantrums this is a ransom Life so random and I'm so huhLet it rain, let's make a wayDon't want my goals to be MIAPaper planes paper boatsPayin for pain man that don't floatHey Hiawatha need praise from my fatherNeed a place and some water Diving in whiskey streamsI'll keep risking dreamsCuff it all night we ain't go no sense of lossesWe ain't all right life is a monster Riding to old ways do what cha wannaDrama brings woeBaba dreamt gold Turmeric color skinI don't settle for a BenzUpended and rooted Man ain't this some bullshitToolys that I use keep me in a nooseReally what I do is try keep it looseBail form the bottom I hope we don't rotApple cores, Mac book storesSave what you wanna, we'd don't stop at morePayless sneakers your boys on speakers Yellow cab fares this life ain't yeahAll roads are mine yeahThose clothes are mine yeahThis show is mine yeahI'm off my mind yeahDon't you mind meThe shows remind meThat I will not be All that I seeYears in the makingArt house cravingsSothebys goalsSouthern fried flowsAmerica don't like me, mixed breed vulture Yeah I'm vulgar, tearing at your culturetoo live for my own mindCy twombly out the gateJean Miro no brakesCar crash that's fateRomeo switch place (plates)Tired a new laceThese fabrics speak magicI own' know how it happened (Boar bristles I don't fuck with pigsThat horse hair brush buff feel kind of rough)Leather conditioners (conditioned up) don't tell me to switch it upIf it all falls in alignment I'll place prayers in consignment You get one and you get one I'm far away from that LA son/sunLA son swam pan pacific See my face you land pacificGoing back home don't land pacific I...

You are tuned into part III of IV in the season finale. We appreciate you, thanks for listening & help spread the show. HVBR UPDATES COMING SOON #15C BLOCKING OUT ANGELS - Season Finale Part III of IV SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN PERFORMED BY BEELAASH WRITING BY ARVID & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC WHISTLE WITH ME & INCENSE ASHES are the instrumentals used for this episode they are from sfrbeats.com

You are tuned into part II of IV in the season finale. You're listening to this and well we thank you for doing so; if you feel that this body of work has any merit please share and leave reviews, much peace to you all. For now we will forgo a third season; stay tuned EP coming this August. #15B LAYING IT OUT ON THE FIELD FOR ALL TO SEE - Season Finale Part II of IV SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC CONCEIVE is the instrumental used for this episode it is from sfrbeats.com

Cheers to all those listening, this is part I of IV in the season finale. For now we will forgo a third season; stay tuned EP coming this August. #15A ISSUES - Season Finale Part I of IV SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC Time Is Money is the instrumental used for this episode it is from sfrbeats.com

BLIP E - FELA'S ZOMBIES SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN  PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC EDUCATION is the instrumental used for BLIP E- FELA'S ZOMBIES it is from sfrbeats.com

#14 HAZE SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN  PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC Cosmic Echoes is the instrumental used for it is from sfrbeats.com

BLIP D - FISHING FOR CROCKS SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN  PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC Avenue Cats is the instrumental used for BLIP D- FISHING FOR CROCKS it is from sfrbeats.com

COWBOY COFFEE is composed by our recording engineer at NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS- Glenn Schwartz, big ups to you Glenn. From H V B R-HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS, MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... is: -Written by ARV & 8tATE HYE -Narrated by BEELAASH -Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ -EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV -Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC -Music used throughout this show is STARS BURN COLD from SFRBEATS.COM

We're back next week, in between time give a listen to our other shows from H V B R-> THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF REPRESENTATION MATTERS https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vdGhlLTUtbWludXRlLW1pbmQtd2l0aA/episode/YjgzOGNlZjQtYzAyOS00ZWQ3LTg5NGEtOTJlYTVjZWJlZWIz?ep=14 MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... UNBOXING CHRISTMAS https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI/episode/ZTc1YjI5M2YtYWZhMy00NjNjLWIwMWEtMDU2ZTI1MWQ4ZDI2?ep=14 From H V B R-HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS, MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... is: -Written by ARV & 8tATE HYE -Narrated by BEELAASH -Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ -EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV -Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC -Music used throughout this show is STARS BURN COLD from SFRBEATS.COM MUSIC USED IN THIS PARTICULAR EPISODE IS SOULFUL COUCH FROM SFRBEATS.COM

#13 DIGITAL DIRT SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN  PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC HYPED KEYS is the instrumental used for SIGNALS it is from sfrbeats.com

Your time is much appreciated. #12 THE BOP SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN  PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC MELLOW SOUL is the instrumental used for SIGNALS it is from sfrbeats.com

THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR TUNING IN #11 SIGNALS SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN  PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC KEEP IT MOVING is the instrumental used for SIGNALS it is from sfrbeats.com

#10 THE SLOW DOWN SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN   PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC BELIEVE IN LOVE is the instrumental used for BLIP C it is from sfrbeats.com

#9 JEWELS SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN   PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC EVERYTHING TO ME is the instrumental used for BLIP C it is from sfrbeats.com

H V B R NETWORK ANNOUNCEMENT & UPDATES THE FIVE MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vdGhlLTUtbWludXRlLW1pbmQtd2l0aA?ep=14 NIGHT WORLD A PODCAST https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbmlnaHR3b3JsZHBvZC8?ep=14 MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS, & ... https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI?ep=14 From H V B R-HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS, MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... is: -Written by ARV & 8tATE HYE -Narrated by BEELAASH -Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ -EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV -Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC -Music used on this announcement is TOAST TO FREE from SFRBEATS.COM

We'll be back next Friday, in the mean time give a listen to another show from H V B R, MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI/episode/MWZiMjViNjItMGU4Yy00YjVhLWFlMGItNzdiNzE0NTA2ZWFk?ep=14 https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI/episode/MWMzNzI4ZWYtNzU5YS00MGM3LTkwMGItYjYwYzE5ZWM5OWY1?ep=14 https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI/episode/MWZiMjViNjItMGU4Yy00YjVhLWFlMGItNzdiNzE0NTA2ZWFk?ep=14

BLIP C AMERICA'S DREAMER SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN   PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC ALWAYS AND FOREVER is the instrumental used for BLIP C it is from sfrbeats.com

ep 10- TRACK # 8 APPLAUSE SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN   PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC PEACEFUL BREEZE is the instrumental used in this ep APPLAUSE it is from sfrbeats.com

ep 9- TRACK # 7 AMERICAN OTHER SEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN   PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC SERIOUS FLOW  is the instrumental used in this ep AMERICAN OTHER it is from sfrbeats.com

BLIP B WE WILL RETURN -> AUGUST 20TH PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE WRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYE RECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZ HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS  A SHOW FROM H V B R   This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC. SUCCESS HIP HOP is the instrumental in BLIP B (though we heavily altered it) it is from sfrbeats.com

 We...the good folks @ H V B R have even more content for you to consume, you know... if you feel like it.Thank you.THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vdGhlLTUtbWludXRlLW1pbmQtd2l0aA/episode/Nzk3YmQ1NjMtYWUwYy00YjA2LThlZmQtZDAwMDY0MDcyYWMw?ep=14 MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ...https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI/episode/YjVjZTI0YTMtMGYzOC00NjcwLTkyOGYtNjM4OTcxOTkyZWUw?ep=14 ep 7- TRACK # 6 FALL BACKSEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYEWRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYERECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZHIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS A SHOW FROM H V B R  This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NCDARK DREAM  is the instrumental used in this ep FALL BACK it is from sfrbeats.com

Want more from H V B R?...well here's more:MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ...https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI/episode/OWIyN2ExNWItMDNmMS00MjYyLWJlNTUtZjY5NDRlM2RlMzZm?ep=14 ep 6- TRACK # 5 MIGHT BE, LIKE ME, LIKE              YOUSEASON 2 - THE COLLECTION OF FIFTEEN PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYEWRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYERECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZHIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS A SHOW FROM H V B R  This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NCNEVER BEFORE  is the instrumental used in this ep MIGHT BE, LIKE ME, LIKE YOU it is from sfrbeats.com

Give a listen to one of our other shows...-THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF -this weeks episode is about ENERGY VAMPIRES. Do they exist? Listen and find out.#energy #vampires #energyvampireshttps://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vdGhlLTUtbWludXRlLW1pbmQtd2l0aA/episode/ZGZhZDUyNDAtMTc4YS00ZGQzLWEzYTctZmI4ZTRkM2E3NWE0?ep=14 ep 5- TRACK # 4 AT TIMES AT NIGHT- THE COLLECTION OF 15 PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYEWRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYERECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZHIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS A SHOW FROM H V B R  This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NCHEAVEN is the instrumental used in this ep AT TIMES AT NIGHT it is from sfrbeats.com

Want more content from H V B R? Be sure to give a listen to: -MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI?ep=14                                &-THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vdGhlLTUtbWludXRlLW1pbmQtd2l0aA?ep=14 PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYEWRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYERECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZHIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS A SHOW FROM H V B R  This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NCSoulful Getaway & Losing Reality are the instrumentals used in this ep TRIPPIN' it is from sfrbeats.com

Want more content from H V B R? Be sure to give a listen to: -MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI?ep=14                                &-THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vdGhlLTUtbWludXRlLW1pbmQtd2l0aA?ep=14 PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYEWRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYERECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZHIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS A SHOW FROM H V B R  This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NCSilly & Soulful Getaway are the instrumentals used in this ep D.Y.K.I.K.I. it is from sfrbeats.com

Want more content from H V B R? Be sure to give a listen to: -MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI?ep=14                                &-THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vdGhlLTUtbWludXRlLW1pbmQtd2l0aA?ep=14 PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYEWRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYERECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZHIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS A SHOW FROM H V B R  This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NCHOLD ME DOWN is the instrumental used in this ep ALWAY S it is from sfrbeats.com

PERFORMED BY BEELAASH HYE & ARVID HYEWRITING BY ARVID HYE & 8tATE HYERECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZHIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS A SHOW FROM H V B R  This show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC.JILLY is the instrumental in BLIP 1 it is from sfrbeats.com

https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vdGhlLTUtbWludXRlLW1pbmQtd2l0aA?ep=14https://www.audible.com/pd/Welcome-to-THE-5-MINUTE-MIND-WITH-ZAF-THE-DRONE-BEELAASH-Podcast/B08ZCZN1XYSeason 2 for NWAP will be available on May 14th 2021.From H V B R- HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS- THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF is:-Written by ZAF-Narrated by ZAF-Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ-EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV-Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC-Music used throughout this show is JAZZY SUNSET from SFRBEATS.COM

https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5jYXB0aXZhdGUuZm0vbXVzaW5ncy13b29sZ2F0aGVyaW5nc2h2YnI/episode/NDZkYjc2OTQtMGY4ZC00NmRkLTk1ZmItNDA5YTc3YmYyMmJk?ep=14https://www.audible.com/pd/WALLAHEE-I-DONT-NEED-ROGAINE-Podcast/B08ZX9FLWF?ref=a_pd_MUSING_c4_lAsin_0_1&pf_rd_p=4073763d-737f-4fdb-8d3b-90f7184c5d4b&pf_rd_r=44NG8BGANKV1KMQAYTZMFrom H V B R-HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS, MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... is:-Written by ARV & 8tATE HYE-Narrated by ZAF-Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ-EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV-Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC-Music used throughout this show is STARS BURN COLD from SFRBEATS.COM

To you, the good folks, our audience who have been rocking with us since NWAP, we have a humble gratitude & appreciation for you. Please subscribe & share the two new shows from H V B R: The 5 Minute Mind With Zaf, &MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS, & ...  ***New episodes every Wednesday.*** https://podcasts.captivate.fm/media/01eb8918-58da-4cc4-aad4-29620d3a057e/musings7.mp3https://player.captivate.fm/6f247dc8-6f42-41cc-b696-d708048c3ea4https://open.spotify.com/show/7nOJHVWG7mSheYO7CPZIfh  From H V B R-HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS, MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... is:-Written by ARV & 8tATE HYE-Narrated by ZAF-Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ-EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV-Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC-Music used throughout this show is STARS BURN COLD from SFRBEATS.COM

***New episodes every Thursday .*** To you, the good folks, our audience who have been rocking with us since NWAP, we have a humble gratitude & appreciation for you. Please subscribe & share the two new shows from H V B R: The 5 Minute Mind With Zaf, &MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS, & ... You can find us through some of the links listed below and anywhere you’d stream your podcasts.https://podcasts.captivate.fm/media/a7fd0e1f-5c6b-4e9e-afb3-9cbe112c2387/fivemind2.mp3https://player.captivate.fm/c06d1bff-3c01-46dd-93dc-2f26f53a21b1https://open.spotify.com/show/396tWhNTsmj49AMjsW6ABs  Season 2 for NWAP will be available on May 14th 2021.From H V B R- HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS- THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF is:-Written by ZAF-Narrated by ZAF-Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ-EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV-Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC-Music used throughout this show is JAZZY SUNSET from SFRBEATS.COM

***New episodes every Wednesday.***https://open.spotify.com/show/7nOJHVWG7mSheYO7CPZIfh https://podcasts.captivate.fm/media/8ec207a0-4814-4e55-9270-06a6299585fa/welcomemusings1.mp3https://player.captivate.fm/episode/6acff53f-b041-42b7-b960-dd42106a544f  From H V B R-HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS, MUSINGS, WOOLGATHERINGS & ... is:-Written by ARV & 8tATE HYE-Narrated by ZAF-Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ-EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV-Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC-Music used throughout this show is STARS BURN COLD from SFRBEATS.COM*The first piece of music used for this welcome episode is VOCAL DEPTHS from SFRBEATS.COM

***New episodes every Thursday .***https://open.spotify.com/show/396tWhNTsmj49AMjsW6ABshttps://podcasts.captivate.fm/media/357abe31-e3f5-4e90-b5d5-fce48089dfc7/welcomefivemind1.mp3https://player.captivate.fm/episode/04ad9905-653f-40a0-93b4-1258d5d5315cFrom H V B R- HIGH VOLUME BEELAASH RECORDINGS- THE 5 MINUTE MIND WITH ZAF is:-Written by ZAF-Narrated by ZAF-Recording engineer GLENN SCHWARTZ-EP & SHOW CREATOR ARV-Recorded @ NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO, NC-Music used throughout this show is JAZZY SUNSET from SFRBEATS.COM*The first piece of music used for this welcome episode is VOCAL DEPTHS from SFRBEATS.COM

Bars from the struggle & network announcement/show update.ANNOUNCER-ZAFRECORDING ENGINEER- GLENN SCHWARTZThis show is recorded at Night Sound Studios in CARRBORO, NC.Wave the instrumental in this trailer is from sfrbeats.com

EP 29 BADRUNESSA'S RUNT SEASON FINALE.WE WILL BE BACK IN 2021 FOR SEASON 2 & 3. TO EVERYONE WHO HAS LISTENED TO THIS SHOW-MAJOR LOVE.  A BIG SHOUT-OUT TO OUR RECORDING ENGINEER GLENN SCHWARTZ.  Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comLeave a review, share with your click.  S1 ep 29- BADRUNESSA'S RUNT/ this thing we're pursuingWe'll stay running it up. They emerged from the heap of ashy skin, that imperfect leather. The engine room 'green' would flake 'off the wall', chips of paint laying on top bedsheets next to crumbs of spicy tomato flavored potato crackers; he promised to 'work day and night' to restore the shells of those walls. Road no. 19 housed their family heirloom, ounish number was torn down before he could make good on his promise. Choudhurani had high expectations for her lot. He couldn't make good on a promise to himself, to be in the company of Choudhurani's expectations was too daunting of a demand for him to address. Education was a requisite to meet those expectations, she would remind him of her demands with the word 'certificate'. A child born to sponge the arts, he soaked up hip hop, consumed it, imbibed the culture, went to Sister Clara Muhammad's, thought of himself as Detroit Red, in a room of one he was a certified G. When G-Granny, Badrunessa asked for updates regarding his 'certificate' he was diminished to an O, a zero in bangla we called that goal. We've all got goals, but to be one, that ain't the movement. Stillborn aspirations kill bravado. Open rooftops under the shade of coconut leaves that's God's sovereignty. God's people the poor, were under Badrunessa's care; they would clamor at the gates of ounish no. with tin vessels, and torn sari's outstretched in the hopes of receiving blessings. Blessings manifested themselves as staples, rice and such. He was dispatched as Badrunessa's emissary, employed with the distribution of those staples. She would guide him, "pour the grains in 'gently', give them some 'taka'(cash) be discreet, they may be in need, but you need to give them respect."She was grooming him, for what? That has yet to be realized.If we seen it how you seen itWe wouldn't be here cleaning Long way to goTrynna get us onWhat I'm really doing?It don't roll where you wantLot of things to tell usDone roll the eyes whatever Its shit that I'm that dodgingKnees shake about himYou lone em them lordTell em prayers equal more5 times and 5 percentersMy mind don't know no better Boy I can't hold your head upNot asking for guilt Just know what we built Forward the motion Know where to openWe'll work out on both endsHopefully fingers crossed No need to bring it upWe going through We'll hold it cool itX X 0 Got a Lambo damnBig bank roll on that matel manLot lives they livinOur minds ain't in itDon't worry about who blessed Or who God got up nextHashing get it girlClick click live thier worldFuck I look like Putting my life on iceWith cold blooded likes Smiley face emoji Ya'll don't really know meI don't really know meBack up into low keyBump me up some old thingsBump bump bump it upThings keep poppin upHope he got eye on usWhats up you never watch The doors got different locks Been on through different waysAint no one in a daze9-5 livinThe top down get itYou know we ain't no poster childLook at us we older nowNo known replacementsYount own your notion Cold operation(s)What the fuck you chasinNo one own life To give it up to the skyI mean you can't afford change But we holding all lanesDon't you rise to listen Ain't no amount of living Can go and get you with itHe was throwing out em dishesYou was going about ambitionDon't you answer to the fogWhat dis battle and dis warDo they hold hands if you fallAin't no one going offSo and so is onAnd you rolling on the lawnBoy you better go to mom Don't you ever Rock your head up Finger rolling you know better Use to hold it or whatever That guilt is daunting It build up nonsense Been holding on it The world you dodging So alarming  SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. DREAMY GHOST is the instrumental used in today's episode (#29) it is from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

TUNE IN TOMORROW SAT, DEC 19 2020 FOR THE SECOND EPISODE OF OUR SEASON FINALE.ep 28- THIS IS THE FIRST OF TWO EPISODES FOR OUR SEASON FINALE. WE WILL BE BACK IN 2021 FOR SEASON 2 & 3.  WE APPRECIATE EVERYONE WHO HAS LISTENED TO THIS SHOW & THOSE WHO HAVE GIVEN US THEIR TIME & ADVICE, AND NOTES. A BIG SHOUT-OUT TO OUR RECORDING ENGINEER GLENN SCHWARTZ.  Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comLeave a review, share with your click. S1 ep 28- CORPUS: LEFT HAND RELEASEDThe bottom line is you slippingCan't go along indifferent Hit the five alarm its chillyOoo it frigidYou don't listen Choose some distance Mark that lineChalk the floor watch them signs It's the shore or them skiesRock paper siccsors You ain't never gon delieverBow outAnd blow southAnd Those routes And your doubtsMake outAnd you nowIn a picture that you wasn't withLearn to float above this shitSo and so is on the liftBend it low put on the dripNo budget Ain't no money Ain't no one meI know I beatThe staresGot me wrong, I give no damnThey say poppa from the sandI take one look at my handIt's that word I understand Got me flowing in my bagGot me thinking that I'm badShamone with it I'm gone with itI'm born with itA blemish Pick forms that be so daringI know I need some caring Lullaby babies think I come from the 80'sI'm finna bust out them day dreamsAnd live onAnd get saucedAnd this shockA real lossI did lotHaven't done enough Lord I need to run it upBoy I need to buckle upWhy they wanna tie us downNo I don't deny the soundsKnow I want the higher groundBare feet and frozenI hoped that we'd keep us golden Pony boyThe bitter voidThis in't choiceYou greasy Tell me all that you needDoes it start with the feedHad to nourish the seedI been going off EHad loosen the leashHad to take care bodyRecalibrate the muafucka Prove that I really love yaDon't think that we don't fuck upTook an easel to his construction. They were gonna build the motherfucker better. They were determined to do as much. Components used for the build had similarities with the architects themselves.In an effort to apprehend his senses they dismantled his surroundings, the bare metal frame of innocence, of youth would provide the base for a sound restructuring.Maybe you won't learn today, but boy you gonna learn some day.Some days are fulfilling, some days require grind, some call for a piece of mind. He lived under a rock, that phrase broke him to bits, that pressure suffocated him. Gasping for release, and reaching for relief he had to be someone other than his blueprint. He came to a decision formed it to a plan, one in which he would evert the bullshit, the pressure, the guidance of the architects, he took a sledgehammer to the buttresses of the family structure, he'd become the foundation for his own possibilities.This ain't no fly by night shit Going at it nightlyLot a ways to chase itDon't go waste itMy mind in motion All round erosion Step back and you should know thisThat ain't where you going Those lights cynicsGoals authentic Slow cold dinner If door don't hit you Then you pourin out the mixtureLot thing go in itDis a green zone innit I don't mean no injury I don't I keep niceYou knowWhat we like  SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. JILLY is the instrumental used in today's episode (#28) it is from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

BHABI IT'S YOUR BDAY, WELL IT WAS YOUR BDAY ON THE DAY OF THIS RECORDING,  BE WELL. THOUGHTS AND PEACE SENT YOUR WAY. Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comLeave a review, share with your click.S1 ep 27- DECAYMove, move a wayLot a room, room to makeHit it hit it hardGet a hold take the chargeI been dropping the lowestHoping I could just hold itGot a way to the doorHop into space and I'm goneWe in to life collect dataShow me the righteous way upC'est la vie on em envies Heart to my granniesPay a rate that outlandish Chuck the duce and feign manners-Landing in the moment Born to play the foreignerNo one of Our IlkGot it smooth like silkBack, back a wayAin't slow enough to slaveRandomly floatingGot my hands wrapped around both endsI face the door And chase it allAin't nothing to slow it, don't say I bitePlay it niceTo stay on iceThat ain't rightWhy you holding itThey ain't hurting in sideYou ball your fist it's midnight On, you never onThem voice(s), they never wrongYou know you ain't no toyThem boards don't get your pointIt's annoying No one in side Riding on a thin lineI don't want a dim lightI don't oun't oun't oun't Off of emotionI done chased all itThey got what they wantedI doubt that they want it allWe have doubled up on bullshit, let's double down on "we're not doing this no more". Rifling through the back channels of who dunnit? You always seem to be moving in a tizzy. Does it madder who dun' what? The "WHAT" now "IS" and you need to keep moving.-That is it! It's just it...I'm not moving, I am going through motions, motions I'm in tune with, mostly-but mostly there's a disconnect. This disconnect isn't solely reserved for me, don't seem that way. Luke warm swiss miss, Hallmark channel dreamscapes, I'm not sure how long these heralds of escape can anchor someone, me. I've seen Frasier so many times. The first dozen runs of viewing, I'll ride that off to the writing, to the cast. I'm repeating that with the Big Bang Theory, the attempt to flee into another world. I'm so tuned in, so I can be so tuned out. Let's go back to Frasier, that show captured me when I was an eight year old boy occupying a single bedroom apartment; the "thali" was split between my brother, myself, our rents', and a community of cocklouches, as the building manager would spell them; she gave her word, she was constantly "splaying" to rid the building of those antennae hippies. That flat, Frasier's condo, his world, the accessories to his world was magic. Broomsticks are used to clear the scene of a Raid massacre, maa was too trigger happy.I convinced myself the more I was tuned into the world of Frasier, I'd be able to calibrate mine to sync with that wave. My existence ebbs opposite. Frasier, The Big Bang Theory were the appeasers of my escape, this fluff now is the agitator of my uneasiness. Frasier and his old man constantly clashed, differentiating ideologies born of class structure. Frasier, Niles, the two brothers were the seeds of Martin, to me they seemed to be the fruit occupying the highest branch. Martin was mulch, the elderly thing decaying, inhabiting a decaying recliner housed in the highest branch. We clash with our father, we sit on no particular tier, clashes born of uncertainty, born of the need to grasp on to something. These clashes feel like decaying; the process of decaying is an element in the surgance of life, these clashes aren't that, they're just decay feeding into decay. SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. EMPIRES FALL is the instrumental used in today's episode (#27) it is from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.    

Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comLeave a review, share with your click.S1 ep 26- ON 2020 & SUCHDisparate vessels made to float among the wreckage of the great experiment. The middle class bent to remain poised, to keep afloat. It's been so shaky, I gotta tell you, damn awareness don't seem like the best fit. I like the idea of known unknowns. Someone feel some type of way, but it, them feelings, them thoughts don't surface, they're there, you know it, you don't see it, so, well so...These past four and a half years hadn't been that. That burgeoning courage from what seems like the otherside of the union-who sure as hell has a voice; those vocal cords get plenty of exercise.Slipping one way or another Got many on my brothersBreak four waysAin't getting out this laneCollect all dataAE gatorsStyle got you throwedMans on a rollThey made to break the boysCome up with no choiceLot of way to lay downThe long way outMay we find the motionBrake up make up more endsWait up ate up all emThe race a made uh ballersMidnight zone, a few years fresherNo known effort When you going off a pressureAt least you chased itThe long gone safetyIn a roundabout nationBeen wearing masksHow you think we made to lastTalks cover skinYour environment Code switchin'Roll different No difference Nose itching Don't give inHold rythm Dull living If I were to act out lowThen that'll reach your goalIf God got you choseThen my time ain't gold2020 ain't no loveTurn the radio upI need to lift the mud Got me Jonesing for those drugs2021 Gotta be the best yearI mean the venom gon' liftI mean Agent orange Ain't gon be holding No shift Keep it simple Blue skies, clear mentalLong lines shift levels We are constantly running to the future, without fully working the past. These phones, thingamajigs, doohickeys they give access they don't cure. Our age of technology allows simplicity, the ability to navigate modern life in a streamlined fashion, this reality this "Livin In America" is convoluted than a muafucker, it has been since ever.Are active ignorance and hate the same? Is ignorance hate realised? Gotta tell ya it iseasy to be ignorant, too easy to be ignant at this juncture of our humanity. It's also easy to qualify that ignorance as erudition, opposites don't attract, they flog one another, verbal jousts, hand to hand combat on a field of pixels. Lookin' up things don't qualify one as learned, as I've pointed out before access remove access.That spliff was running out of juice, didn't hit the same. Goodbye to that speckled dysentery. I hadn't known a rube could be a slicker. Maybe we can begin to treat a pock-marked America. America always had pock-marks. Blemishes usually aren't handicaps, usually they aren't.I'm not sure if it is hope, or desperation, or a collective case of "let's roll the dice and see what happens," that drove Americans to vote. Personally I was exhausted, I am exhausted, but I did it, perhaps herd motivation. I'm not proud of it either, voting, more like a whatever whatever. Not really exhausted with America itself, exhausted as an "other" in America, you know the unambiguous ambiguous box a person checks to mark themselves. SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. JAZZY SUNSET is the instrumental used in today's episode (#26) it is from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast. 

Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us @-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.com S1 ep 25- PROCESSESSprout a couple of chest hairsYeah we've been therePeach fuzzKnee socks on rugsDon't confuse the space for loveLearning cool.Is that all we do.Take up lanes, drain the pool.Go head' soak it upWorn days they'll open upWe've tried what you've tired Done that slideWaste those hours Slid much lowerI been got growd' upProbably noRight by the stoveCast Iron kettle Steep the mate peak my levelsHit the row machine Work the whole of meGoats milk soapAnd barbour coatsWe'll find our wayándaleOn the dayOf your conceptionWe packed the floors and cleared out dressersWarred with stars and fought for leverageIt ain't get no better But whatever Atleast you're hereThe boards not clearThe vision mapsThey overlap How we to suppose' to snackOn a open bagOf stale chipsWith paste lips Can't taste itThe sweet divine We on the the climbThey in decline We entered timeNow we hostage To hours and seconds we locked inHmm...Let's dance Start with two in a bandBegan as boys now its you and your mansQuilted puffersCreate these buffersThe winter cold, and you waan' buck upThe summer cold and you feelin flustered Agitated All that basicRun like ascis Cot I lay inGot like eight inchOff the ground When you come back aroundThen we angle outThere's degrees to this shitPlease believe We want the heatBeen under fireWe all got ireBut what to doIf the resolution pain, then what you move?It seem like it ain't going nowhere Trip to Australia couldn't clear up the airOur Function dysfunction You bag up a month thenSee what it doA morning or twoCould offer sunshineBeyond the windows distant echos of drumlinesThe past will beatActually So does the present the future When rumors become suitorsAin't nothing to do but Mind your business Thoughts and wishesWere often givenBut never received Let it go with the with breeze Ground you in reality talk you thingsYou say it's just talk not actionable pleaseTalks themselves are an actionable thingZaf-Drift, drift on. Drift into denial. Drift into that lull, that break between movement and thoughts. What gives you respite? Fresh roasted coffee beans, I grind them daily, take refuge in that operation. A series of actions to fulfill a whole, processes guide function. You ever see a car burning on the road? That's some shit. I've seen it a few times over the last year, don't know what it means, or what it means for me. I guess it dosen't have to mean anything beyond what it is, a car on fire, cars on fire. There was a 4runner stuck on the bridge right outside the 540 going up in flames. I wanted to take a picture, capture it, that destruction the process of it, it looked beautiful. The flame would go out at some point, I wanted the moment to exist in perpetuity for me. Between navigating a left turn, trying to position the phone with my right hand and thinking "is this right man?" I opted out. I could have drifted in the lane of my urges, I often do, I often don't. That process of realization then action, I wonder how it played out for the owner of that 4runner. SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. Black Cherries is the instrumental used in today's episode (#25) it is from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us @-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.com S1 ep 24- CORPUS: LEFT  ARM PART IZaf-Baby I can't get you to get me down.(Wait atleast 5 seconds)Your face hit the pavement, didn't it?>PAUSEEh, it did. You require some frozen peas or sumthin'?Wait, I got a frozen lamb shank, serves the same purpose, you in?A sullen face with pursed lips tight as an abalone's shell, existed at a slope.We've all had our chin down at a point or another.Do you recognize pain as a prolific player.Lifeless inhabiting life, a weird occupant.You want the sun the moon riseYou can't get low you bat eyesFuck would I bring itIf couldn't mean itYou talking the meanest But walking the leanest Thank God for adidas And all of these sneakers They lift you from creature Asend you to speakerZaf- Baby I can't get you to get me down.He took up trails, things he thought perhaps were bequeathed to and saved for The Whites, the more economically fluid, are them folks one in the same? It seem that way, don't it.He spent three days relegated to tubes and wires, a man with life forced to imitate the lifeless things, objects. The thing about life as many note is we use our own lives as currency to accumulate objects, at some point in this exchange we evolve to things.So there he was wired up, held captive by the beeps, atleast they signaled life, his life, he was still in it.Arv-I fight for a shot at the morningDo you what you do I can't call itMetronomesTelephonesHeld from homeHow I get this lowDefine itAlign withThe lines thatSit in my veinsThe blood gonna stainWatch how you stick itA fatty liverThe facts in the mirror Spell out Just give upZaf-He took up trails, things he thought were saved for retirement. He took up trails, things he thought were kept for those blessed with leisure. He took up trails, things he thought existed for those who had reasons to exist. Innit true that existence within itself is reason enough to perpetuate life to the extent of control and will?It is true that depression plagues will? If the backdrop was sunshine and fields of lavander we would actively disinherit bad juju. Often we find ourselves dwelling under the watchful eyes of facades those austere things inhabit many forms- buildings, people, institutions, groups, the animate, the inanimate. Does gaze equate to pressure? Everyone and everything is subject to observation, even the isolated;he looked upon himself, perhaps God observed him.Arv-These hands these feetThese pants on meMy anger beastWe can't go eatOn self You yellAll hellWho be looking I can't knowPlus the hold Getting moreI empty my storeAnd beckon these doorsTo open up moreI need me some spaceI need me a chanceLook at my raceWhere'd you think that I'd land?Head preaching gospel Don't let him talk moreAll of it awful Don't you go waffle Be sure of your man's Who got your plansKnow where you stand.Zaf- Action does not always mirror intent and that is where mishaps dwell. He wasn't really sure where he stood, or who he stood under. Being a shadow is taxing, it means you are a fragment of a whole, it means you are a pice of the identity in some insignificant way, but never the identifier. Bitch you was almost in a coma, you made the decision to give your self to awareness, to live under the lamp of of consciousness, bitch you was almost in a coma what kind of hell would that have been.There was an ivy lodged in your right arm, it existed at an angle. Those three days became the whole of life. Whoever administered it, stuck it wrong. How you've dispensed your life to that point, you've struck it wrong. Left arm, why are you a slave to your position? Left arm why do endure your station? Left arm do you think we were meant to be subjugated to our roles? Roles change, roles take on greater significance beyond their origin. You are you, that should be enough. Within the realm of you there is a great array of diversity, you have to seek versions of yourself, you have to achieve higher versions of yourself, you have to exit lower versions of yourself.Maybe the idea of fighting oppression, changing outlook and consciousness, inhabiting better is a luxurious aspiration, maybe it reserved for them western folks. How many times you arm yourself with "I will" and then "you don't", but listen here muafucka' you gotta. If you gotta be here and you indeed are here define yourself, but acknowledge your environment, respect it, because your environment plays into your movements, that don't mean you can't move, it just means you gotta know, it means you gotta seek to know, foster awareness.Arv-I unplugged myself to be plugged inBorn with a face for no lovingAsethetics PatheticYou pray for some profitsYou don't pocketObjectsMindsetMindless20's they all leaveThe fall leavesLay wastedYou are what you tastedTaste itTake itFigureBigger Build upHeal up On the heels ofChangeYou do you Till you don't sustainZaf-A part of a whole, everything is a part of a whole. Parts, components are significant too. He took up trails. He took up trails. He took up trails, began walking, began seeding himself back into existence. Baby I can't get you to get me down.  SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. Jazz Berries is the instrumental used in today's episode (#24) it is from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.com S1 ep 23- CORPUS: THE HEAD Get high get lowBend your mind Pappa don't knowThe hole The he making They the worldAnd no one waiting Bide my timeAnd keep my safety Anger won't do, I keep my patience.You the earth, wind and my fire huhWhat those things that you bottle up You are the result of meticulous preparation.They would frequently dine in the company of full bodied blades of grass, a benign edifice, they- as in he enjoyed nature. The head of the lot would oft wax rather harmoniously -live and let be. This statement, its delivery was not the norm, his, the head's usual tune was more staccato in its occupation, as too was his behavior, he was what he ever was- a slave to his whim.Glory be to the peaceful moments. They'd accept calm when and wherever it would find them. Often Peace would prove to be a slothful seeker. Family is a modular thing in format. The head came from means, his impecunious pockets would frequently undermine the strength of his former reality. You were what you were, you are what you've set out to be, who would you wish to become? The last statement had no occupation within his thinking. They lived on in that manner, subjugated by the nettling beat born from the copulation of the Head's tongue and thoughts. Order can be a sinister thing. There is no devine sovereignty  requiring life should be as you imagined. What had they imagined, what did they hope for?He would with great frequency cannon the title Bastard on to them, them, left arm, right arm, them is his flesh. Continuously in search of some form of corpuscular deviation so as to eschew responsibility,responsibility from self. To some extent we all inflict ourselves upon someone else. The Head sought to remdy responsibility by treating recollection with denial.  SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. Uplift is the instrumental used in today's episode (#23) it is from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.com S1 ep 22- Somebody Please! Save That BOY...To all my people everywhere I drove from LAGave way to the road rageAnd lost me my paceStaying by the oceanHoping I would own itThe beach side compoundsAnd these side with out sounds Would never be awesome I broke down the laws ofFinger wagging And all the baggage I would imagine All the goldDesigner dreams, audiblesYall would screamThen live life lowBeen lyin brokeBend my broHad to be the holdA lot of me would goDown in on dreams I known what I've seenHold down on weAnd go down on peaceWhile stack caloriesLet the fat battle meI don't want this shitEnough with the chipsIdolize the risk Pass me a beerDad don't have no shitSpend me my fearFamily not hereAnd I'm standing on airGot a bad ego Where all my peoples When I dont want equalsOutlasted the freedomAnd cash out on zeroTough shitRough shitStructuresRupturesRapture CaptureThe wrath ofThe back ofThe beltI could yellLike hellThen put down the nailIt all seem to failDon't cause me no L'sI won't cause you to bailAll my people wellMaybe notWhat we gotDaily lossIn a spotNot the bop What I rockNot the stopPut your eyes elsewhere With my welfare Up in the air Do you really care 9 years oldAnd out of control Dealt a hell of a blowJust get outta of smoke No where to landAnd who'll understandThey blame it on boy and free up a manPain is for fearless Aimed to be peerless The laws of the world I could've cared lessLived in a swirl, open roof for the air freshMorning Morning Morning lightWhat am I to be Don't you lie to meAs far as I could seeChoice is two lanes deep Lose what I've seenCry about dreamsThe life how it happened to meOff in hotel Lies in a wholesale It wouldn't bode wellLife in my own hellSeconds they marchI turned to the lord Then broke down the boardsImmersed in these choresTo get on and offCan't escape lossThey battles they fought To hold down a lotWhat was it forYou obviously woreThe face of a foolBut it was I who did looseLocked in a roomEyes to the moonYou make what you play at He stay where you lay atI cover a face thatAvoid all the play backI hope I don't go to sleep Knowing what's in store for meThe back of my eye lidsPlay something violent Que up the violins Sad orchestrationsSounds of soul breaking Its winter time somewhere And its sure as hell is cold in hereOur lowsAin't all our lossSurvival of?Why you all hang onTake hours offAnd power onI go for broke and hold my ownIn dismay I lay and never lower guardWhat been going onCan't no one knowI overloadTo overlookYou wanna lay when no one lookEscape those days I never wouldCorrupt a roseAnd hold up your noseYou want that foodA lil' fresh fruitBe that lewdAll the ludesCouldn't alter a mood Can't talk youBut you don't wanna leave What it gonna be?I can't hold up peaceAnd forgive a soul That get so lowWhat you inching onThe bullshit Can't get lostYou took itWhat I don't know isI can't throw itAll this emotionAll of this hold andDon't it look like That I don't look rightFamily functions And I'm the monster2014 so many scenes Whole family Uncle was sitting right there So many into my hairYa'll don't know my despair How we go in repair Top of morning and already scaredPlay positions Do something different You are what you intended All yaWant aComponent of power, and give no brainTo the low stainOf hurt shameThe worst painIs that birth thangThat shared nameThat allow you toBe wild and looseGo with itAnd grow with itYou won't get itOutta the headHell in the bedAnd heaven ain't thereEveryone was sitting there.I mean the whole family.Grandma down to the youngest grand child.We may never see her again, our matriarch.And we never did.Not in this context, to see the roots, the tree, its branches, leaves and fruit nesting on the plot which housed this growth is something to behold. A break in our rote lives, family functions function as lubrication in our mechanical strides. There you sat dawning that curved smile of yours, the possessor and protector of turbulent machinations. A bad apple, a great actor, did you come here to soil our.... Morning Morning Morning lightI would never hold the nightTell me what you think is rightI won't let you change design And I won't allow demise Take your toll ill keep my mind SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. ITS A PARTY & UNBORN SOUL are the instrumentals used in today's episode (#22) they are from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.com S1 ep 21- For The PeopleDo what you need toI do what I canStuck between being a man for the peopleA man of my peopleAnd man fuck these peopleWhen you feeling what you feelingI cannot make you rightIf you feel it how we deal itI can offer you lifeGo check the signsGot to restrain the mindIt's everything you want to beAnd nothing you don't All this time We hold the lineAnd you can't seem to floatIn and out of lineAnd we can't grasp the timeIf you don't wanna leaveThen you don't gotta leaveBut pain don't make no moreSave our energy Objects of hateBrush tears off our faceI may be ugly as hellBut my mamma know me wellCaught in malaiseThis cycle of our daysIt ain't nothing newStrung out like these shoesI been holding outBarely holding onFind a way then latch onHow you wanna tell itI'm not one to sell it The glossed up imageHow you came to get itI can't chase my life after youAnd expect to be just as coolThe days are made for us to looseWhen we do how they doPursue what they choose Come up in MayThen we go astray (ashtray)Let three months burnLoose what we learnI leave it to the sunsetThe maker of what we all getDrinks with umbrellasConfused little fellasI follow what I knowThe fuck do I know?This tattered life is threaded Enough for us to get itHow you survive Depends on your lightThe weeks are foreign The leaves are touring The grounds of forestsThe world enormousYou move on whenYou get the garments That hit your target Oh the money what a marksman Kneeling at the dresser The clothes ain't made to measure In the garments rest your pressure Style equals effortShoes with the leopards Jeans with the studsGo account the weather Make sure you dress upThe looks ain't loveAdd a new flavor When you finally do save upGo and get the taste of The waste of A pay stubDamn ain't it scrumptious Skip many lunches Who need a muffin All about the moment The brain lives in both endHigh and lowCry and toastGo on and poseThen you postGet love from ghostsDo you know All them folksBehind that screenThat singYour praisesCopy and paste it Live in the cloud dream elevationConfused scared nationI wanna be like you But we don't get to Choose Day by day we roll fit into a groove Loose track of what you say today I loose My moodReady for an outing But you ain't really bout shitAmongst the many outfits That show you that we out hereShell cordovan bootsIn a pair or twoAnd something in suedeBut the garments shouldn't swayThe being on displayI mean to change my wayWhatever My mamma know me better I domino these errors Rock hot clothes Hit the block like gold If I'm on my toesThen I got my own I don't do the mostI just live to floatIn and out of traffic The style is classic Depending who asking Clean with the whipLobster with the bisque The problem of it isIt make me feel goodBut it don't make me come aliveIt's sunny like all day I get it in my wayKeep you on notice For those who won't show upBeen putting in all mineNot that's it's all fineKeeping it on grindThere's alot to go digest We pin it on processKeep with momentum Won't slow down for ransomThe features are handsome We do it as (a) tandemKeep with the anthem Don't put our hands upFor those who don't answerGet it how you get itDon't hold me to shit Control your living Let go of my headI hide my featuresThey see me as a creature I bless these speakers Throw away freedom For legacy and all thatA younger me, a ball capPraying for the the call thatWould make my dayDhaka staysKept my mamma awayPut my father on planeKept bhat on my plateThe smile on my faceWhen I'd get to playWith my brother Had each other Since teeter totter clothesAnd each of us would glowWhen we'd both get to goHit up the storeTear up the floor  SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. Use to be & Build with me are the instrumentals used in today's episode (#21) they are from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

Follow us on Twitter- @NightWorldPodEmail us-nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.com S1 ep 20- OPAQUE GLORY A disclaimer for you folks, we have implemented some choice language in today's offering, be aware that you've been advised.A serendipitous outing Found me Slinging verbiage towards the bark of an oak treeFuck, shit, bitch, asshole, dumb mother fucker Down in the dumps and stumped Sitting on stumpsChin on fistsElbows on knees Want something different Prayers evolve to pleasLeft eyeDressed in lilac Not sure where or when I acquired these colorsA pale faceThe satin gaitWe can moon walk over rough edgesJust be aware of the directions we're headedI count these starsYou count them blessings You don't taste warSo why are you stressing Children of lesserMaa couldn't protect usI don't expect her To keep up a shelter The days and how they goGot me twisting up in smokeI can't seem to shy awayFrom the things that get me dazedSitting on the porch My mind is divorced From the daily oratory I can't get you out these storiesPick a time and settle in itLet go your hold and revel in it Bite into life come the morning But for now you hit the sauce andThe accouterments That u'll do you inLisps with the spitsThem balls those are fistsThe walls with the rifts The risks I'm with the shits But I cannot take the shiftYou change and feed painAnd remain A ghost The opaque hostWhere do you floatInvite us all inBut who your stand inCandles with MariaChurches with the preachersGood books what they teach usLies they get coarsePick what you ignore I believe what I believe And believe that I can be..Well, you see that is the craterWithin my self image.Marginized bread winner, don't butter me up. I do not offer up my daily bread, in exchange for some lavish spread.Aware of the course being placed on the table, I gladly navigate an item at a time.Come the end I expect some sense of being full, fulfillment.Line a bowl with consommé, wish everything could be as clear as the liquid beneath my chin.Dive into existence as fluidly possible, because being here, being present necessitates such.Riding around with limits I came to get it The mama's roll their eyes And we in youth disguise Lord protect themBoy you messed upWhen do we notDamn do we gotEnough change in the potTo cop all the ob' jectsWhom allow us to feel blessed Go full fill our nestsWith the gold from your crest   SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. REACH is the instrumental used in today's episode (#20) it is from SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

FOLLOW US ON TWITTER @NIGHTWORLDPODEmail us- nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.com S1 ep 19- Hye, bYe, hyESitting on the side line for like 14 years Man what a time couldn't switch up the gearsIts been alotGoing, you in or notWho care what the future knowsWe in the spotOccupy spaceKnowing I mayBe in line with the short hand Get amazed by the momentsThis close to a comaI dodged me the long oneThe days unfulfilling I fill itLost in these feelings I wheel itCome back round full circle The moments that hurt youShow what earth doAll in itI witness My fitness Not fit forThe life in storeI check outTo check inThe moments are destinedTo be what they'll beAin't all about meFew dreams short of a legacy Don't know how many years are left for meNot ready to become a memory Old pictures Who fail to lift upPolaroids Who behold the voidAlbums with the creases Storage that we leasingTo behold a past and believe itClose eyes Feed visions You belive inHold life and minimize What you think you need Explore lives, grow the mental treesRoot the connectionsThat offer protection And care where you step inI stepped out of line*To free up the mind*No children Just friendsAnd family That care to handle meI care deeply for what I'd pass onFor what I pass onI pass on planting seedsFingers crossed I won't pass on Disease Not if it's up to meI imbue stories with soulExtracted from the lives we holdLet free and let looseWhen it hit different YouKnow400 blowsChildren with the woesLe sacre du printemps All we do... pretendSpring to lifeTales of a world which house our fallBroad shoulders, I'd house them all5'6 vesselOnly so much I can nestleTo cool for school I don't wanna lose Devil on the way we ain't gotta choose I sign to lordOut here for moreEgg on my face Damn another dayThat I can't get a holdGrandma did the mostTamales in a bowlBoth eyes closed Roll masa rollWe ain't never knowWhat you had to holdGo on and get itGod body spiritGo test the limits In bowl rest the lemonsMind on the digits Fall behind and you livinDamn how you living?Close doors on a pension Throw a wrench in your planHow you gonna landClothes in a vanHoles in the pantsNo holding those handsThe bow on the bagThe prize with the ribbonsDon't honor the living Fire in the kitchen Sinner Winner Chicken dinnerLive through winterThen you enterSummer A bummer The shit that it drum upScheme on a come upAnd free up a month ofRentAnd invest In your bestVacations And days inA cot to go lay inAnd doctor some patienceAnd hope that it pay whenYou gotta wait in lineAnd you don't got the timeSEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. GREEN FUNK & CUTE CHEEKS are the instrumentals used in today's episode (#19) IS FROM SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

S1 ep 18- DEEP MEDITATION Persona after personaI still can't seem to dock in true self.I spoke on being mixed.A mixed breed lost one.One of a brood, brooding over identity.College was for exploration.The world is for experience.Travel is for searching.Family is, are roots.Still, I don't feel tied to anything in particular, besides want.Maybe, I'm tethered to the concept of self.The concept of self having been surfaced by the voice of others.I talk endless about pops, though the women in my life my mother, my sisters, aunts are the true drivers of sustenance and growth.Pops, me, us men are the chauffeurs of ego.If I do not occupy machismo, what will my chest, my shoulders pillar?America lost. America seems lost.2020 a maze.Equality as an idea known, not found.Equality as an aspiration, unfulfilled.In Bangladesh we boil water for ten minutes in oder to consume it.Here in the states we allow blood to boil for decades, and voraciously imbibe distilled chatter sourced from electric clouds.You connected to the voices who attempt to guide you?I often look for the old usSearching within the nooks and cranniesOf our understanding I see your changeI noticed mineThough I cannot seemTo map our turnsIt appears that I have an inclination To lean leftWe would talk in the kitchen Bent over the islandGoing through a pile of fries andSmiles inExchange And listen to each others painAnd scheme on one anothers gainIt's the first day of foreverI finally got my head upLong days for the foreseeable future School's done i don't need no tutorPacking it up Back of the busI had enough Paper bag lunch No more of those guysThe days will be all mine Still got like a 45 minute ride homeWindows down ride onSpend days at the Beverly center, the GroveThat's if God got you choseI elect curiosity Go head take charge of meCurious times For dubious minds Brownie à la ModeI'm in my zoneCalifornia sun/sonThe freedom child Ain't no need to runWe are the wildAll the whileLife closed inPay no mindMight go inThe pool, shit maybe sycamore coveDrive down the pch feel like skating on globeHold freedom hopeThat'll be the toastAngry no more What I gotta floatMy flesh my bonesMan I roam Where I see fitFree my headAnd leave my bedDon't wanna listen Rules like prison FOLLOW US ON TWITTER @NIGHTWORLDPODEmail us- nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comSEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. FILIMBI  the instrumental used in today's episode (#18) IS FROM SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

S1 ep 17- SUMMER FROLIC Playing around I mean shoes untiedNo one around I mean who gonna ride Do what you like Cruisin aroundI mean soak up the lifeI don't wanna tell ya What you don't wanna hear Next time that we head buttIt's gon be kind weirdPoppa wasn't a playerBut you know how he cheerI mean go on and liveBut fuck off my tipFour eye careless In my perry EllisThe zip upsI won't give upFree mind In a river Of good vibesHang your life On those vinesAnd live fine And prosper Go inOn a benchWith a sandwich By the poolWith my clothes on looseAnd the summer in a lullValue sun like it's goldNothing to doNothing to wantSand in my shoes Ants on my plamsPlay hardTrade cardsExplore viceRoll diceWe gon get it all right?It'll be alright One day maybeWe get the world of our day dreamIgnore the fireLet pain retireThese days of mineTake the grindY'all just wanna tell meWhat I don't wanna hearLiquor in my bellyWouldn't be for some years Try an play it clamSimplest shit be the bombLet effort explodeYa gotta check all ya'll goals Live life like you chosenWho gon get it openIf you don't get to goingIt's a lot of heavy shit I knowBack to California clamRoll sleeves above my armsTurn off alarmsAdmire my palmsI could keep it lazyBe a sucker to my day dreamsI love it though A month or soGo by Make a mess of mindAnd I never mindIce cream on my t shirtPopsicle in freezerNot what I need butI'll take itI heard grandma had the sugar disease Umm she loved us so sweetlyStrong womanAlone womanSingle mother womanReally an umbrella of inspiration an courageYou take what you got and max it out, that's if you blessed or in control. FOLLOW US ON TWITTER @NIGHTWORLDPODEmail us- nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comSEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. CRUISIN COVER  the instrumental used in today's episode (#17) IS FROM SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

S1 ep 16- VOICES AT THREE OR FOUR AM.Right about now in the lonely hourYou want the noise the crowds to towerI hear you young bloodEaseDon't think so muchBreathNever gonna be what you never gonna beI wanna take this time to give you a talkDissolve the lines remove the cordsChéri amourDon't marry the lorePull heavy the pourAnd ready your tourGo round the motionsFloat in Your areasOnly you can keep upThe things that you can bring upIt's a lot lot of lowsHow you wanna soarThe years ain't many moreYou bring up every boyWho doing what you notThe blind rage gotYou slippingTrippingQuestion what's authentic Get into other business Your mother taught you betterThe world showed you clearer You drown out liverDie just to live upThe pain make a riverDown out all noise That Lala ployThe mama's boyWhere the honor oy VeyGuide the wayNot much I can sayIn December days Lost in viceDissolve my rightsYou gotta know I likeThe lights in flightI been tripping The time is slipping My mind be acting differentDon't know if I could live withThe way I'm goingLost in not knowing Yall gotta take the lowestEnd and throw it Depend where you grow upBye bye for nowI never get to loungeThe slow burn summer Ideas you drum upPlaying up numbers In a world that don't want usIt's the wrong side prayerWhen you gotta give the day upNo minus Refine itThem odd lines honestDepending where you find itDon't have honor Find it in designerPut tags On ragsAnd blow the bagHow you get a hold of that..... FOLLOW US ON TWITTER @NIGHTWORLDPODEmail us- nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comSEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. VEGAS ROMANCE  the instrumental used in today's episode (#16) IS FROM SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.  

S1 ep 15- TALK Journey, these journeysFrom the west coastDown the southTo overseasBack to the palm tree breezeWe can go anywhereMy minds been on everywhereThinking about everything2020ElectionChangeStillnessProgressRegressionFirst I'm not old enoughThen I'm not grown enoughHow are you holding upI just can't know enoughAll of it is in the mindYou cannot get into mineAll that we will ever needIs Night pure as ebonyThought we would never leaveThis is not destinyI'm within it every nightPart of the many I willGive weight to every lifeSearching for god within these lightsPlayin the AnglesI'll need me an angelThe Places I can't goI'll need me a rainbowThe moments they'll stagnateI know that I can't layMy head on the pillowGrand as a willowMy ambitions they'll fill meReality heals meYOUNG MAN PROPERI WANTED TO BE LIKE POPPAWE COULDN'T MATCH VISIONSTHAT SHOULDN'T KEEP US FROM LIFTINGI wanted to be what you growI wanted to be the vision you heldThe visions for life that you ownCouldn not take place in my pailWe will fill our Bucket listsWith what we desireI filled mines with my ownDoesn't mean that it is lighterThe light of my eyesI wanted our views higherThis is differentWe will Run the distancePursuing our limitsYou don't get itI Hope you listenI Couldn't be youAs I Would not realize selfYou wanted some jewelsYou could not realize wealthTwo children goldYou had certain goalsConversations gave you coalYou wanted a life you did not ownYour minds paralyzedI see The stillness in your eyesYour heaven and your hellRun parallelThe outer world is iceYou set fire to paradiseCold as it isYou have reasons to liveMove past complainingBeyond maintainingANGEL OF MINEIF WE GET OUT THIS TIMEI'll give belief to designPut my soul on the lineThe worlds that we ownAll you don't knowIs the reason you're coldJust Learn To Let Go FOLLOW US ON TWITTER @NIGHTWORLDPODEmail us- nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comSEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. FIRST BORN  the instrumental used in today's episode (#15) IS FROM SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

S1 ep 14- THEN, NOW. NOW, THEN. Awkward fellasYour mama taught you better Know to keep your head up Only us propell usI slow down in my errorTrynna reach for better I know to eat my lettuceStomach greens Couple things That I glean It ain't about the sheen Got me bending on my kneePlay humble to a TThen I shoot breeze The world got many thingsChoose what you wanna beSailing down whiskey riversDo not bankrupt pietyI float past the sunsetGet lost within varietyThe margaritas are blendedSo too are the monthsSour mix, arrested wantsThings change and then they do notThe smoke drags onTire fires and hydrant waterMy German Shepard wants a milk boneYour German Shepard craves the still boneStillborn progressThe clothes are crafted with grater utilityAnd stillThey weight downMiddle class life.You got what you need.What are you on about.The gifts my magnetic stripsShower me withFail to uplift me.The gifts my magnetic stripsGive to uplift causesCause satisfactionThen it dissolvesWe all dissolveI resolved to do betterBetter as in differentDifferent as in changeThe crux of evolutionIs the slow build of attainmentAnd the persistent will to sustain itHave we lost will?Are we out of fight?You do not spill out the fisticuffsLike you do petrol, or and some other fluidYou can never be out of fightYou might could eschew itAwkward fellasYour mama taught you better Know to keep your head up Only us propell usI slow down in my errorTrynna reach for better I know to eat my lettuceStomach greens Couple things That I glean It ain't about the sheen Got me bending on my kneePlay humble to a TThen I shoot breeze The world got many thingsChoose what you wanna beTamper temperWith florescent lustGrab the out of reachSuch as the mobile suspendedOver the infantMy crib seems distantOur crib seems distantMotherland and father timeParental misgivingsParental alienationWhich partner is the playerIn our steady withdrawalDraw up the papersThen draw on the wallsThe American dreamThe global dreamNoted in scrawlPull up your drawersDon't walk too tallWhy your hair like thatNappyCurledStraightWavyTintedHighlightedRainbow coloredFuck these questionsBirth of oppressionWear you as you pleasePlease do not wear outThe true AmericaThe true worldIs what you are aboutBarber shop bluesI can't give you room Everybody own the moonAnd live under the sun17 year old with gunThe streets gonna runLooking at my outfitI don't wanna be out here Camo cragosThe minute yall won't Speak for tomorrow Then it all go still In my August chillWith America on fireThinking how I'm gonna write itThe mind on many mileageCool heads no stylist I can't dream for balanceI can't think on malice A few Bordeauxs and a nice clean chalice Set chill to automatic And search for true talent My brother doing work My sister writing bookI'm drooling over Tudors And I'm into writing hooksI mean hope that they don't Look at me lowEverybody knowWhere they wanna goTell what you mean?Are we talking bout a dream?Don't you fuck up all my creamI need to get my thingsMy sister doing research I care about a t-shirt Treat the club like Easter Hunt for eggsPeep the legsKeep away Freedom's slave Freedom sayHave your way Piss on itLive on itIn on itBeen on it Been wasting Been facing the wrong lineThis nation for all myPeople When we equal Seem far offI hope that we all gotA Fair shotBut news report dead shotThe new news is head shotsAnd old south hadn't bled outWounds are still freshUno moment (to)The gravel still nestleWhat the land won't protect soTime in and time outI know that we want outBut no one in our houseHave the courage to talk outThe lips do their thingAnd the tounge in the ring We want what you sing FOLLOW US ON TWITTER @NIGHTWORLDPODEmail us- nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comSEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. Fat Jazz  the instrumental used in today's episode (#14) IS FROM SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

S1 ep 13- Where we are. Where we're from. Where we are going & episode 7B Immigrant Shit Reprise (interlude) life is about accumulation Life is about removal Life is a myriad gumboThrow in what you willTake what is necessary I've been here before So many colors Going for yoursGotta get it for my brother Preacher of peaceBut I needs me my pieceMade alot wrongs I gotta let it beThis world won't stopWe all want alotMamma at Sam's clubI cannot stand forThat any longer This shit is long runGotta get a home runThe homes that we run fromGot me burning lungs upI chase this raceThis skin I face I been on my wayBuild it from the ground upVision that surround usI been throwing years awayI could give it all awayBet you imma hit thoughFrom roaches to rentalsGo find the inspo Ration In this nation That have you hitting pavement Got more love than hate andI still feel low isolate emo tionAnd go for broke manNever againI put that on my rentsTook that from my boyThis art for the coinThe shit that annoyI do it Cause I grew inThe wrong side of lights I don't walk to flyHold on your eyes They meant to expose & I don't got the timeTell you all what I mean If I knew what it meanGet it all with my reachDo you want it meBow and denyYou wow with the liesBut it don't honor the lifeGet you low in the lightWho be looking I been bookingJukingOut and onOn my own in town We don't go for nounsCall it what you willAnd tell it how you feelMy minds effortGot a whole shine specialThe whole 9 levelsWhen you hold out better It's the laws of fireLord if IBreak through Then make roomThe more I hate youThe more you faithfulHands up higher Prayer over riotsDon't do it how you like itThis notion The motion Of more endsGet more friends Get no lensI know when I openI close inIn divineThrough out the timeCut out the vinesStraighten the linesBlock out the shineI don't do it for mineI do it for mindsPreach peace GodAt least we wantLove freedomAnd a whole kingdom Of the slow reruns The lowly sonsWho roll Nissan Don't need nothing Head spinTail wind I won't Set inDevelopment Heaven to holdI cannot goBack in my ways That ain't the cure How I lay And loose my wayAnd go for broke confuse the dayTalk with GodBeen off and onI won't know what you write Show my hands fists gone fightFish don't fry In the kitchen Pay no mindTo they rythmMy beat offOur kingdomLook a lil different Not gonna mention Poppa on tensionMomma don't check inCheck in the counterOpen the mouth upSay nothing Take nothingRules for oppressionMind where you steppingLower the eyesKeep with disguise Don't make anymoreDon't go for the priseFuck kinda life Is thisWe bet(ter) not missWe better then thisPoppa don't worry Skin like curryMind like flurryIn morning Always hurry9-5State of lifeThat make no lifeDon't make those eyesThe day go byAnd they don't mindIt is what isI bet we don't missMissing back homeAnd you can't goStack moneyRack moneyThat moneyHat money That money HarmonyThat moneyAll the things That moneyFreedom timePiece of mindKeep peace in mindBuy that home cross those linesBout that note get all that lifeKids need to prosper Dinning room gossip Need to move over Cards the bulldozer Brake downAnd take downAnd make outWith hate ouchMake a life for the life Of the offspring Getting it right or play or tight You can't all beMellow The morning coffee bellowsPast due bills say helloHell don'tFreeze for no oneIdle minds don't focusMore tensionDon't step in ArenasThat require clean upThe stage is not evenWhen is it ever evenIts not like you identify with edenBack home wasn't no betterStale opportunities take the form of terrorThe cold lumber The low numbersThe slow runnersPace for gracePeg that to faithAnd wash your faceAnd work for futureAnd don't you ruinChances for you and your ilkImmigrant shitImmigrants shiftImmigrants liftsIn search for different In search for better In need of opportunity In need of chanceThere is no romance In assimilation Shed the exoskeleton of motherlandIn the pursuit of accumulation To establish the ground workOf preservation For the offspring For the distant heirs and their generation Save money send it back homeSave your mind attach it to your homeWhy should we atone for chanceBirth plants us in a particular landWe have the free will and choice To uproot and seed life where need be In the pursuit of a fertile and bountiful future Its a new way thinking Pour out the beakerGot more and more reasons To try and get evenWord to my engineerWe be bumping out the fearTrynna figure out the field We wanna live a lilIf our tounges don't taste a meal (mil)Our souls gotta tap the feelsDon't I know itThe mind a oceanI mind my own self Keep me open To my annoyance Where'd I come from what I doGet lost in this maze still think about youThe years are relentless Drown out my checklist Some doors they had closed Still gotta rollTackle these fears Clean out my earsGarbage in gossip Garbage in talk up Meter the outcomeThe words they bout none (nothing)On my mother17 others On my mother There's power in numbersIdeas that I run fromRun from ×2I can't go to nowhere that's no place to be Know what I meanOwn up to lifeHope that I mightThe lawyerThe lone oneLive up to ideasThat become source of fearI chase plansWhose blueprints I dont understand How I build out lifeThat I can't justify It takes alotTo make alot Make salatAnd build a loft Keep ambitions to the skyMy American pieBaked by curried skinAll these cuisines they lure me inDishesWishes This shitVicious CyclesThe tight ropeThe right notesTo keep us in line thoughIs this the life that I've chosen Do you think I could be you for a momentMan come from villageMan came to get itDon't wanna hear itDon't hurt the spirits The sins of my fatherThe blessings of my father's father FartherOur bloodYou call it loveI call it uhDo I live upOr give upTalk to the spirits My orishas Protect this creatureGuide my freedomI want edenThe apple too far from the treeAmerican prism Cuff ambitions No cuffs on leninI won't stop my sentence If you don't stop this sentence This prolonged prison So long to experiment Bind experience Times delirious Times we living inHoodiesVersusHoodVersus Hooded figureFigureIt's aOne in the sameGameConnect fourConnect oneTo gunAnd Many runSo many sonsTo slaughter BarterLifeFor what sounds rightOn Twitter InstaGramGods planGrand design Follow the lineFollow orders Fall off the border That's where we all from Board upBrothels That whore usOut For cloutBlue screens White screensDo you know what I thinkThe American dream so frightening Fried wingsAnd brass knuckles The concrete shuffle Shuttle Darker colored facesShip bodies off to places That have little to know space15 minutes that's a time out15 years for 15 seconds that's a wipe outRecess ain't so sweetAs peanut butter treats The recesses in concrete Shackle us from head to feetBox bodies casket mindsLord probably cast net over timeCapture the 50'sCapture the 60'sCapture the 70'sYou know what those eras singOr sungTunes That plague ruinTombsThat became the wombCradle bodies That hurt nobody I don't love my bodyTell me whyI despise Images who feed my eyes Suckle on irreverence Mother America where is our protection  FOLLOW US ON TWITTER @NIGHTWORLDPODEmail us- nightworldpod@hvbrecordings.comSEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. Fresh Love, Purple and Blue and Soak are  the instrumentals used in today's episode 13 IS FROM SFRBEATS.COMNIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.