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Subjectivity

by Lux Continuum

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1.
Object 04:40
Ya ok! Lasers the lux behaving, Im giving real ironical, The metaphysical My precision is clinical The meaning is difficult Codes aren’t meant to be decrytpable Now Despicable me, To be or not to be Shakespeare can’t mess with me Cause this ain’t epistemology It’s phenomenology Leak of the dasein No duality on my mind Soundscapes and designs uh! The initial reactivity of my transcendental activities Dividing unity Into fluid movements Influence in the groove and Stand in my shoes man Feel my substance I don’t talk to pretend I Got my stance Ain’t glooming, I’m just cooling Just fooling, just cruising You may say I’m conspicuous, I’m rather meticulous In fact some say I’m pretty pretty ridiculous You gotta admit this is meaningful rap is a foolish way of me expressing My feelings yo The miracle In this era of the skeptical A step to fold Holding in the cold the codes of Kurt Godel Incomplete got us all I'm Giving real ironical What you know I ain’t feeling clinical My precision’s metaphysical The lack of the mind You shouldn't mind it Mind this I’m giving it mindless My words are absurd Fake is on my nerves Please Observe Defining madness Defying falseness You've got to understand Cause to effect Cause My ideas Are bringing the connects nah I give it freestyle don't you know No please don't cry child here I go real real wild I keep it up my flow What you know I keep it close cause I need a litlle dose of this lux the flux cause some ears need a little soap I got the subject of my object the concept of my conscience infinity is my common sens negativity is an activity that brings consequence but lux is my finality Ignorance a fatality This is my reality My rhythm is arithmetic precise metric Physical Body’s chemical Mind’s metaphysical if ya hear this be analytical cynical im going crazy real lyrical my words are invisible the meaning is difficult to be or not to be epistemology Shakespeare don’t mess with me Simply duality Up tend’s to be down noun for noun round for round pound for pound clown of the paradox ya just heard the flux of the lux come on!.
2.
Yeah come on! crazy action continuing this continuum Now feel the relations, the hype equations the lack of negation ethical ovations what! partying with innovation Bringing back lyrical content, cause I hear plenty of nonesense constant detect ill faded well medicated Please don't be evasive with my paradoxal statements masquerade in the form but aint afraid to informe in fact this is my platform homie, Now im’a work it out, Like a firebomb press the alarm Like a firebomb, going back in limbo trusting the recording let bring this back in limbo let the wind blow let your brain go this is real flow and press the alarm what's up with all this stunting whats the refund of fronting none you think about income not cash but wisdom grasp the symptoms understand the different paths establishing kingdoms kicking the stereotype lux's a prototype clash of classes control of masses crazy electricity What We're on another dimension did I forget to mention vintage heritage this is breakage of the radio braggadocio in audio so we're luxing fluxing the radio here in the studio im trusting the recording and bringing you back in limbo let your brain glow let the wind blow this is real flow come on!! like a firebomb press the alarm, like a firebomb going back in limbo trusting the recording, bringing you back in limbo let your brain know this is real flow now press the alarm, And I open your mind like a firebomb! Hopeless why try to save the world when people couldn't care less i'm impress with the refusal of believing cause that itself is pleading to not seek please listen i'm not talking about mystique I speak geek but not chic just wanna tweak your mind out of the physique sweep the streets beat of the critique what Now why try to save the world when people couldn't care less i'm impress with the refusal of believing cause that itself is pleading to not seek please listen i'm not talking about mystique I speak geek but not chic just wanna tweak your mind out of the physique sweep the streets beat of the critique what clash of classes control of masses crazy electricity
3.
Tilting left and right Just living my life Drifting in light to Another night of Judgements At first sight But it’s alright It’s fair and square I’ll bear the pain I don’t care We’re all to blame For these mundane affairs Nah! Worthless fame I stop and stare Plenty of crop copy and paste, Clearly a Lack of taste Eccentric based Impressions of authentic Symptoms of the egocentric Excess, unless you think ya Hendrix Nah! I’d rather progress Than being stuck here to impress with your bulletproof vest I keep being absentminded Dividing into the night Like stars real bright It sparkles so nice The shine of the vice Cultivating dementia Change of dimension No need of media attention Keep bopping to these instrumental Flair and tension Feel the intension of my extension I’m crazy bored at this party, They’re having fun But It’s retarded no True stuff is disregarded Why am I here why am I here and why am I here Oh yeah I wanted… Funny how old friends became acquaintances, Tainted, My Patience just faded, Fainted, medication is in vain But my life needs to be painted By this purple hazing Taste it Don’t want to waste it It would be degrading Don’t want to be copied and pasted Se they keep going to the party, Still boring ya Its retarded True stuff is disregarded Why am I here Oh yeah I wanted…
4.
Motion 05:55
What if the dead could talk would they be happy for what they fought would they think it evolved that's the riddle has beeen solved That their problems have been resolved little did they know it was the beginning of it all falling leaves dead trees it's earth's last call Pure panic moneyholders are going ecstatic static resolutions didn't come it's done sun's gone Didn't want to see the face of the ocean so mothernature stopped it's motion We didn't know it had emotions We were indulging dodging for money our logic Hopeless why try to save the world when people couldn't care less i'm impress with the refusal of believing cause that itself is pleading to not seek please listen i'm not talking about mystique I speak geek but not chic just wanna tweak your mind out of the physique sweep the streets beat of the critique what breaking the stereotypes lux a prototype no promo for the hype cause dark recognizes lights it's my last start of this continuum gotta find equilibrium cause i'm opposed by this suppositions composed of juxtapositions of stereotypes i'm the prototype against hype and ghetto echoes of plato in the cave or in the night in the day or in the night no ethical convention but a lot of inventions of right. here I go with all my might fight with or on the mic D.O.C son What if the dead could talk would they be happy for what they fought would they think it evolved that's the riddle has beeen solved That their problems have been resolved little did they know it was the beginning of it all Pure panic moneyholders are going ecstatic static resolutions didn't come it's done sun's gone Didn't want to see the face of the ocean so mothernature stopped it's motion We didn't know it had emotions We were indulging dodging for money our logice What if the dead could talk would they be happy for what they fought would they think it evolved that's the riddle has beeen solved That their problems have been resolved little did they know it was the beginning of it all Pure panic moneyholders are going ecstatic static resolutions didn't come it's done sun's gone Didn't want to see the face of the ocean so mothernature stopped it's motion We didn't know it had emotions We were indulging dodging for money our logic What if the dead could talk would they be happy for what they fought would they think it evolved that's the riddle has beeen solved That their problems have been resolved little did they know it was the beginning of it all it's my last start of this continuum gotta find equilibrium cause i'm opposed by this suppositions composed of juxtapositions of stereotypes i'm the prototype against hype and ghetto echoes of plato in the cave or in the night in the day or in the night no ethical convention but a lot of inventions of right. Pure panic moneyholders are going ecstatic static resolutions didn't come it's done sun's gone Didn't want to see the face of the ocean so mothernature stopped it's motion We didn't know it had emotions We were indulging dodging for money our logic

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released December 21, 2012

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David Oudom Chrun - Lead Voice, Lyrics
Charles-Alexandre Durand - Soundscapes and Designs
Benoit Tremblay-Roy - Bass, Acoustic guitar

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Joseph Cadieux - Cover Art
Antoine Nadon - Mixing & Mastering

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