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From Mercury to Pluto

by Cooking with Caustic

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Introducing 01:17
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Yeah I wake up at the crack Like Aerobics Oz Style So tired my eyes close to tap on the mobile Resetting the profile to silent I’m only 20 years old and over this 9 to 5 shit Already ready for retirement Peddling bikes in the dead of the night Never got my license I lack the drive Gotta shift time to find it Split-minded, do I stay home and get fired Or rise out the humble abode for the grind? I find myself fork in the road Thinking of life Thinkin bout time’s past in the blink of an eye And why the fuck I’m getting up at quarter to 9 When I could be recordin and rhyming and performing it live Cost and Matias as fly as a concord Walking through a storm in the sky Sharper than a porcupine And that’s why I’m sayin it’s nice You only, you only live once Nothing is for certain Billowing curtains I slip from my carefree sleep Into the burden of dreams A mate’s barbeque In the quiet fortitude of this afternoon We watch the sun go down And down a few I fill my cup up, a barbeque duck In a pub above Chinatown Looking down on the suits Make a beeline for the commute They scurry to their catacomb apartment homes That glow like beacons in the dust sky We still cicadas underground Grubbing in the muck Sipping on sap of cheap beer on tap I rap And here you are about to fly I grab a schooner of cider Watching the fighters TV and lighters switch and flick From incendiary tyrants to Muscly giants So glad only four walls confine us And no one can find us You only, you only live once
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The Barnacle 03:02
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When it comes to hip hop I play the case like Murder on the bass line Word is on the grapevine You all about that fake shine You need to get your rhymes better fuck your fine sweater What you know about the scrap by Take five, good people pushed to the wayside Last place in the race if you don’t like to spray mic’s With straight lies, I'm laced tight for the chase I Think a couple of you n me need a little face time Speaking of that, I won't let you waste mine You waist deep in shits creek and it's about to change tides Won't change facts, to change tax brackets or play crap in an obey hat I rather just say bye The same cat with insane raps, always getting hammered Man it's a great life we don't get to taste twice Hooky on the nonsense Rookies wanna pop shit? They cooking with gas We're cooking with Caustic It's one thing for you to be inspired By your art and your victories in situations dire Completely other thing, to be a fuckin liar Speak and know this isn't me, just lookin for a buyer See through, like some tracing paper But your fragile, easily ripped, become exposed I can see you talkin bacon, paper But you lack style, he ain't the shit, another clone Factory line production, made to fit a mould Label it as gold, then table it and fold Disable it with constant pressure, force it to explode Droppin shit heavy til the porcelain is broke Like all these rappers out here speaking in spite Of their real lives actin all secretive like Ya the bullshit seepin through the speakers n mic With no disguise we can see you're just a thief in the night
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It’s hard to ignore Your breath smells like honey This is all uncharted and chancy Feet cold and runny A searing challenge Making sense of the signs All I can do from scratching these lines Under the carpet It’s too much to deal Sweep this under the carpet Too hard to make real This voodoo is burly Such puzzling harmony I can't tell if I love you Woozy ambiguity Following suit Swallowing words yes Biting my tongue and Fighting these urges Under the carpet It’s too much to deal Under the carpet Too hard to make real
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She don’t even notice when I’m away And I can’t even focus. I’ve gone astray I’ve thought myself in circles now I’ve thought myself to the floor My mind has locked me away in my room Without a friend to ignore I think about things of consequence But least of all my own And none of the things I say make sense To anyone in my home I don’t want to dwell in apathy now For others have worse than I I just want to let go of my mind for a day And look over at the other side I try to let go but I fall on the fence It’s this fence that holds my eye So I sit here alone, with my pen in this place And the mirror can’t tell me why Well my eyes are growing weary And my lungs sure need a rest And the same can be said for this bleeding heart That pounds away in my chest But if I had a magic switch To control all that I obtain There would never be too much of a choice I would defuse my brain She don’t even notice when I’m away And I can’t even focus. I’ve gone astray
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There's too much and it's said in anger There's too much and it's done to hurt There's too much aggression and wrong direction It must be time for reflection and dissection With all the focus on correction of imperfection Well I subscribe to the theory of natural selection Your affections don't align with my projection The insurrection of your mind was my intention And these objections they are blind to our complexion Too long we hide in a serial lack of introspection Disconnection of you all will force election The circumspection of the law will cause defection And the rejection of the war will spawn infection We're falling back to an imperial point of intersection There's too much and it's said in anger There's too much and it's done to hurt My anger is unequivocal Only release I’ll ever have is lyrical, so typical My manner once soft became unapologetic Anger once lost reclaimed, apoplectic I never should have got Involved with a flotsam, jetsam man lost at sea Cos all I got now is a cold belly But I’ll rewrite the rules like Elizabeth Macarthur, Wait for you like a Tom Stoppard character The gravity of your handsome features Just left me speechless Now there’s no time to mourn I must pick up this art form But your ego’s deformed Cos you pitch at my skin with your fork Scratching away at blood clots so carefully formed The quick sand of your concern Turns too quickly into hurt Want to lather you in dirt For all that I nurtured, you never returned But let burn There's too much and it's said in anger There's too much and it's done to hurt Read my lips I can freestyle sick But I gotta get that money just to feed my kids Neither rich nor poor but I'm down for the cause Fuck a round of applause Ideas so deep you can drown in my thoughts Still trying to kill my energy source with negative thoughts Repetitive chores Intellectually a weapon Sir, my pen is a sword When I enter a door, recognise I threaten with raw rage Plus to enforce hate endeavours to stall change Conquered the ball game Living underneath war planes Small change dividends Kick it to cause pain AIDS-filled syringe I stick it in your vein Get the point straight h Hit em up with that raw shit Board ship, talk shit, you’re lucky to walk kid Metaphors, I let em spray like I severed a vein You reckon you’re grade I reckon I’m a fucking weapon on breaks
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No One 02:48
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When did all this nonsense stop Youth under lock and bolt Energy levels are terrible Remember when we used to go to the pool in the Gong Piecy hair ensconced in salt Feast on dare and fault And what went wrong? We duck crude darts But for the fuel in the car Duality of my heart We swing unshaved legs along The moon light strides through this open song Casting oblong shapes, as the actors in the play As the grey light shifts from left to stage right Sun baked rocks feel so good on the souls of our feet Not a soul on the beach just the glint of the skin of the sea So dope, so awesome Swerve, so you err on the side of caution How do I broach the subject? Approach it with a suave gentle touch Be careful not to swear too much I take a lil brrr out my belly ache an take a very long break ‘n I betcha I can break ya varied ccconcentration Under constellations of southern flox, sumn knocked Somehow we forgotten how a rivers get da heat off I need often ask why we slave under a middle class Simmer under suits insteada runnin open pastures When last year, da year before da last clear, resolute Revellin aloof, let it loose kat were laughin Why is it da last thing, get singin in enchanment Skin sun water tingle gimme dat enhancement What i understand is my pleasure needin up n dance I don wanna wait until a schedule is a buckled chance Measured in advance gettin blinded by circumstance Lusting for luck sex subtle interaction I will not be rationed my own satisfaction Meeting in the moonlight refuelling the passion Forget about em watchin let em do a re-enactment. I don need to tell you its worthwhile Trying to escape To take a lil break From da everyday landscape Man vs patience a lady awaits I don need to tell you its worthwhile Trying to escape To take a lil break From da everyday landscape Girl vs time an the world won't wait But its hard when the media Is grabbing your attention Try not to buy new things But you’re restless Got one neck for the chopping block One for the necklace Say no to that sullen temptation Meet me where the river parts into the basin It’s not George’s, it’s ours let’s face it There are no crowds down here Just the litter of the leaves, amazing I see it your way, n finely see it clearer then the gemstones Over head gum leaves are tellin us of lessons old, Spirits wanna let us know from times of creation Everything on offer left a sign on a sailing wind Guiding us away from a trap mediocre Freein up our hope till it openly encapsulates Ascertained notion of beckoning elation Embrace it simplicity as wriiten in my nature I don’t need to tell you it’s worthwhile trying to escape, To take a little break, from the everyday landscape Man VS patience, a lady awaits I don’t need to tell you it’s worthwhile trying to escape, To take a little break, from the everyday landscape Girl VS time and the world won’t wait
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Master Plan 03:03
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Drown South 02:51

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released July 18, 2014

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Cooking with Caustic are a 10 piece Blue Mountains collective who blend intricate, mood-driven instrumentals alongside tracks which showcase a variety of guest vocalists and MCs.

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