The Road To Nothingness (Album)

by Tommy Zen

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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
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Sound 04:00
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
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Flame 03:27
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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
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Nature 03:07
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Drum Raw 03:01
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Spiral 02:43
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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

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released March 7, 2020

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Tommy Zen A.K.A KP The Iceman

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. Tom gets his name from his practice of meditation of 20 or so years ... more

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