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  1. Handlebars by the Flobots Piano Tribute/Cover
    Handlebars by the Flobots Piano Tribute/Cover Performed by Ray of My Depiction the song is not mine. The cover is meant to honor a talented band because the song means allot to me. I'd love to hear you're input in the comments. Lyrics: I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars Look at me, look at me Hands in the air like it's good to be Alive and I'm a famous rapper Even when the paths are all crookedy I can show you how to do see do I can show you how to scratch a record I can take apart the remote control And I can almost put it back together I can tie a knot in a cherry stem I can tell you about Leif Erikson I know all the words to "De Colores" And "I'm proud to be an American" Me and my friend saw a platypus Me and my friend made a comic book And guess how long it took I can do anything that I want 'cause look I can keep rhythm with no metronome No metronome No metronome And I can see your face on the telephone On the telephone On the telephone Look at me, look at me Just called to say that it's good to be Alive in such a small world I'm all curled up with a book to read I can make money open up a thrift store I can make a living off a magazine I can design an engine sixty four miles to a gallon of gasoline I can make new antibiotics I can make computers survive aquatic conditions I know how to run a business And I can make you wanna buy a product Movers shakers and producers Me and my friends understand the future I see the strings that control the system I can do anything with no assistance 'cause I can lead a nation with a microphone With a microphone With a microphone And I can split the atom of a molecule Of a molecule Of a molecule Look at me, look at me Driving and I won't stop And it feels so good to be alive and on top My reach is global My tower secure My cause is noble My power is pure I can handout a million vaccinations Or let 'em all die in exasperation Have 'em all healed from their lacerations Or have 'em all killed by assassination I can make anybody go to prison Just because I don't like them And I can do anything with no permission I have it all under my command because I can guide a missile by satellite By satellite By satellite And I can hit a target through a telescope Through a telescope Through a telescope And I can end the planet in a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars
  2. Crooked Smile Launchpad Cover
    This is my first cover on my brand new Novation Launhpad Mk2. Still Learning it. Hope you like it. Lyrics: On my way, on my way, on my way down On my way, on my way, on my way down You're the one that was tryna keep me way down But like the sun, I know you know I found my way back 'round They tell me I should fix my grill cause I got money now I ain't gon' sit around and front like I ain't thought about it A perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny how My shit is crooked look at how far I done got without it I keep my twisted grill, just to show the kids it's real We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still I got smart, I got rich, and I got bitches still And they all look like my eyebrows: thick as hell Love yourself, girl, or nobody will Though you're a woman, I don't know how you deal With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels; I feel for you Killing yourself to find a man that'll kill for you You wake up, put makeup on, stare in the mirror But it's clear that you can't face what's wrong; no need to fix What God already put his paint brush on; your roommate yelling "Why you gotta take so long?" What it's like to have a crooked smile This crooked smile [Chorus] To all the women with the flaws, know it's hard my darling You wonder why you're lonely and your man's not calling You keep falling victim cause you're insecure And when I tell you that you're beautiful you can't be sure Cause he don't seem to want you back and it's got you asking So all you see is what you lacking, not what you packing Take it from a man that loves what you got And baby girl you're a star, don't let 'em tell you you're not Now is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair Is it real? if it's not, girl you don't care Cause what's real is something that the eyes can't see That the hands can't touch, that them broads can't be, and that's you Never let 'em see you frown And if you need a friend to pick you up, I'll be around And we can ride with the windows down, the music loud I can tell you ain't laughed in a while, but I wanna see that crooked smile You're the one that was tryna keep me way down Like the sun, I know you know I found my way back round... Cooked smile, we could style on 'em (4x) We don't look nothin' like the people on the screen You know the movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em Look at the nation, that's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten Seem like half the race is either on probation Or in jail; wonder why we inhale Cause we in hell already - I ask if my skin pale Would I then sell like Eminem or Adele? But one more time for the 'Ville And fuck all of that beef shit, homie let's make a mil' Hey officer man, we don't want nobody getting killed Just open up that cell, let my brother out of jail I got money for the bail now, well now If you asking will I tell now? Hey, hell naw - I ain't snitching cause Man, they get them homies stitches now If you was around, then you wouldn't need a witness now How you like this crooked smile? [Chorus]
  3. Bullet (Multi-Instrumental Cover of Hollywood Undead's Song)
    Bullet by Hollywood Undead Multi-Instrumental Cover Performed by Ray of My Depiction. The song is not mine. It is meant as a tribute to a talented band because their style resembles mine. If you like this, please check out Death's Door. It is similarly about suicide, but contradictory to theirs, mine brings hope to those on the brink. If you're considering suicide, you're life has a purpose. Suicide hotline: 18002738255. Lyrics: [Chorus - Charlie Scene:] My legs are dangling off the edge, The bottom of the bottle is my only friend, I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone. My legs are dangling off the edge, A stomach full of pills didn't work again, I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone. [Verse 1 - Charlie Scene:] Gone too far and yeah, I'm gone again, It's gone on too long, tell you how it ends, I'm sitting on the edge with my two best friends, One's a bottle of pills, one's a bottle of gin, I'm 20 stories up, yeah, I'm up at the top, I'll polish off this bottle, now it's pushing me off, Asphalt to me has never looked so soft, I bet my mamma found my letter, now she's calling the cops, I gotta take this opportunity before I miss it, 'Cause now I hear the sirens and they're off in the distance, Believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent, 'Cause I'm more scarred, more scarred than my wrist is, I've been trying too long, with too dull of a knife, But tonight I made sure that I sharpened it twice, I never bought a suit before in my life, But when you go to meet God, you know you wanna look nice. [Charlie Scene:] So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow, yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. [Chorus - Charlie Scene:] My legs are dangling off the edge, The bottom of the bottle is my only friend, I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, My legs are dangling off the edge, A stomach full of pills didn't work again, I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone. [Verse 2 - Johnny 3 Tears:] We hit the sky, there goes the light, no more sun, why's it always night? When you can't sleep, well, you can't dream, When you can't dream, well, what's life mean? We feel a little pity, but don't empathize The old are getting older, watch a young man die, A Mother and a Son and someone you know, smile at each other and realize you don't, You don't know what happened to that kid you raised, What happened to the Father, who swore he'd stay? I didn't know 'cause you didn't say, Now Mamma feels guilt, yeah, Mamma feels pain, When you were young, you never thought you'd die, Found that you could but too scared to try, You looked in the mirror and you said goodbye, Climb to the roof to see if you could fly. [Charlie Scene:] So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow, yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. [Chorus - Charlie Scene:] My legs are dangling off the edge, The bottom of the bottle is my only friend, I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, My legs are dangling off the edge, A stomach full of pills didn't work again, I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone. [Ava, Johnny 3 Tears' Daughter:] I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky, Like a bird so high, Oh I might just try, I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky, Like a bird so high, Oh I might just try, Oh I might just try. But I do all the lyrics and instruments. Please like and subscribe.
About Me

Spoken word/hip-hop and neo psychadelia/industiral electro-pop/alternative hip-hop genre.
Are you depressed? Do you feel alone in this world? I did too. Follow me in my battle against society's warped expectations. You need be no more than who you are. You are a starseed. I hope you'll find comfort in the words of my songs. Please subscribe. We can change the world together.
 
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  3. 21 NOV
    The Royal Albert Hall Conert
    Colonial Life Arena w/ Another Singer
    TIME: 22:00 - 00:00, THURSDAY
  4. 21 NOV
    The Royal Albert Hall Conert
    Colonial Life Arena w/ Another Singer
    TIME: 22:00 - 00:00, THURSDAY