The Road To Nothingness

by Tommy Zen

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released March 7, 2020

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Tommy Zen Skipton, UK

Tommy Zen

Founder of schoolofzen.uk

West Yorkshire born Tommy "Zen" Collinson is an underground emcee and award winning beatmaker. He started back in 2004 as a young emcee in the Channel Islands where he began DJing underground hip hop, learning how to scratch etc. He joined a couple of groups and did some gigs in diff places. Tommy gets his name from his practice of meditation of 20 or so years ... more

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Track Name: The Road To Nothingness
We worked long hours on the london streets
But din't work proper we were bunch of cheats
We drunk iced coffe and we done some sweets
We gamed air hockey and we won some treats

We parked on benches and we dossed in pubs
We worked for penny pinchers toxic mugs
They brought much trouble so we got them back
Ya push 'round tommy and e'll bob dead slack

My 'ed gets goosey when the nazis step
They point at corridors't ant been swept
Glee on ordering they love that push
And tom boy senses it's an eagles clutch

The freedom what e wants instead
It's monday mornin' and e stops in bed
E drills up theory on what might go
E won't earn money and the boss might blow

They might just sack 'im and e'll end up marred
They cut tom's credit and e'll end up jarred
The sweet old flat e's in e'll av to part
No more goodies in the tesco cart

But better to be dead than to fake it
Worse case scenario is e won't make it
E'll end up on the streets in a blanket
Will e still be chanting?

I'll still chant, even when the reaper's near
The road to nothingness it leads us here
The path go gritty as a basement floor
A fool ain't what they gonna take him for

I'll still chant, even when the reaper calls
The road to nothingness is tomboy's course
The path go gritty as a basement floor
A fool ain't what they gonna take him for

In this life of mine, i've seen the tragic
Went off the map for years I lost my sanity
They 'ad me in a room with injections
That's not the worst of it, though on reflection

Sectioned in bradford, darlington and hackney
Clacton on sea, dewsbury, halifax lastly
Until I saw it all clear vision
Learned that beliefs had caused the mental prison

And now I got a lot to share
Ya need tom's hand e hasn't got two spare
E's still there zoning on the nothingness road
E's peaced on beats and the drop's bestowed

Ya want advice I tell ya watch them thoughts
3 times least before ya drop them talks
Nuff with the stuff I must exit and close it
The road to nothingness controls me

I'll still chant, even when the reaper's near
The road to nothingness it leads us here
The path go gritty as a basement floor
A fool ain't what they gonna take him for

I'll still chant, even when the reaper calls
The road to nothingness is tomboy's course
The path go gritty as a basement floor
A fool ain't what they gonna take him for
Track Name: Sound
The sound tom chuckin dominates all waves
The grain go special as the a star grades
The chase still fierce but e don't get damp
So who's out, prying on the western champ

The sound tom chuckin dominates all kinds
The grain go special as the a star lines
The chase still fierce but e don't get damp
So who's out, prying on the western champ


E bakes things deep and never goes off slant
The uk runner on the built up chants
Seen in the view with juice't cover global
Vocal authentic, spaced and staying noble

It's all in the craft
The flexile fella on the pathless path
E don't get los e simply jots down gold
The thing bout tommy, never drops sound old

Perhaps tom from a different place in the spectrum
E verse unearthly when the guy projects em
The dream ain't nothin' issa simple blur
The gift get 'urricane when tom transfer

E practice zonin' on a constant drill
E glue things generous and ain't fake spill
Molten at times on chimes it's underground
It's different from noise the ruse is goin sound


The sound tom chuckin dominates all waves
The grain go special as the a star grades
The chase still fierce but e don't get damp
So who's out, prying on the western champ

The sound tom chuckin dominates all kinds
The grain go special as the a star lines
The chase still fierce but e don't get damp
So who's out, prying on the western champ

Ya zone with tommy then ya zone dead high
E charm real special as a dark red sky
It's some type 'a frenzy, crazed in elevation
E's on that flame as soon as e awaken

Drops get busy and the chants go rough
The flow man icicle it's damn cold stuff
E train with diligence persitant pace
The beat goes silly and the flips get laced

E walk solo and never begs for props
Slam every jam when landing on the jots
Some built up sillies wanna close 'is doors
Issall superfluous e jus ignores

Sound from the base, the practiced intuition
The mood pastoral and demeanor's straight
So tell them pushers cop 'is recent tape
It's sound, them's flyin' arra decent rate
Track Name: Check The Logo (Remix)
Call off the shots, the jots are gerrin beauty
Sleight rocker chasing nout my honest truth flip
Park real roasts't toast when 'ittin drum work
Slide like a vet, but step all as a sun burst

Caption thissun if ya think e's dense
My straight talk levitate and bring deep bends
The rock goes mental and the speed goes full
The thing bout tommy is e ain't go dull

Silence fuzzy, it's the guy from north
E glide real gully on the lines and talks
The flood goes regal and the flames get large
Ya can't tell tommy tharree ain't in charge

It's far from silly and it ain't too glum
Respect for shredders and the greats who drum
The sound goes summin' like a beast in force
E don't beat bushes when e speaks 'is thoughts

Spaced when e trains then flames the 24c
Dazzle like diamonds raising up the score stream
It's midnight tom, contageous virtuoso
You ant eard tommy fuzzy check the logo

Spaced when e trains then flames the 24c
Dazzle like diamonds raising up the score stream
It's midnight tom, contageous virtuoso
You ant eard tommy fuzzy check the logo

The sharp man tell it like it ant been told yet
E rocks that fully built up madness cold step
It's king boy awlas but e ant been throned yet
There's still some patterns guy't ant been thrown yet

There int no joke't tommy pass when spillin'
It's all out 'avoc when the 'eat starts drillin'
Instillin' honest fusion, gruesome on the movement
You drop bombs silly, but the man diffused em

The art still spinnin' and the charm is spoken
The bars go billion a verse explosion
Jam on every track with traps to 'ook the rivals
The gold still turnin' when he drops the cycles

The rythmic power goin larger quickly
The real ones gerrit and the far 'uns miss me
It's shout to billy and the guys who flame
But tom boy on the 24c game
Track Name: The Road To Nothingness (Remix)
We worked long hours on the london streets
But din't work proper we were bunch of cheats
We drunk iced coffe and we done some sweets
We gamed air hockey and we won some treats

We parked on benches and we dossed in pubs
We worked for penny pinchers toxic mugs
They brought much trouble so we got them back
Ya push 'round tommy and e'll bob dead slack

My 'ed gets goosey when the nazis step
They point at corridors't ant been swept
Glee on ordering they love that push
And tom boy senses it's an eagles clutch

The freedom what e wants instead
It's monday mornin' and e stops in bed
E drills up theory on what might go
E won't earn money and the boss might blow

They might just sack 'im and e'll end up marred
They cut tom's credit and e'll end up jarred
The sweet old flat e's in e'll av to part
No more goodies in the tesco cart

But better to be dead than to fake it
Worse case scenario is e won't make it
E'll end up on the streets in a blanket
Will e still be chanting?

I'll still chant, even when the reaper's near
The road to nothingness it leads us here
The path go gritty as a basement floor
A fool ain't what they gonna take him for

I'll still chant, even when the reaper calls
The road to nothingness is tomboy's course
The path go gritty as a basement floor
A fool ain't what they gonna take him for

In this life of mine, i've seen the tragic
Went off the map for years I lost my sanity
They 'ad me in a room with injections
That's not the worst of it, though on reflection

Sectioned in bradford, darlington and hackney
Clacton on sea, dewsbury, halifax lastly
Until I saw it all clear vision
Learned that beliefs had caused the mental prison

And now I got a lot to share
Ya need tom's hand e hasn't got two spare
E's still there zoning on the nothingness road
E's peaced on beats and the drop's bestowed

Ya want advice I tell ya watch them thoughts
3 times least before ya drop them talks
Nuff with the stuff I must exit and close it
The road to nothingness controls me

I'll still chant, even when the reaper's near
The road to nothingness it leads us here
The path go gritty as a basement floor
A fool ain't what they gonna take him for

I'll still chant, even when the reaper calls
The road to nothingness is tomboy's course
The path go gritty as a basement floor
A fool ain't what they gonna take him for