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released October 7, 2011

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Chi.Turner. Vancouver, British Columbia

Delicious sonic textures, lyrics channeling an unusual devotion to daily life and a voice who's owner (some say) drinks too much coffee. Slightly better than cigarettes, I suppose.

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Track Name: Check Your Self
Check Your Self
(written, performed + produced by chi turner)
© 2011 IHC RENRUT PUBLISHING


(Please get this shit. Tired of this f*kin shit.)

You know it’s hot??!!

Laugh out loud.
I still sound naïve bringing intelligence thru gunplay
Like gunning your down giving me something to say?
Peace…ie [is that peace or piece?]
I control streets; I control who eats?

(nah)

Mathematics?
On.
It still is religion x economy = belief system.
Halftime?

Until somebody hear this right,
Now you know what’s wrong:
More clientele ain’t peace no more

How the f*k is gat rhymes wettin girls’ sex pieces?
WTF is goin on?
Over throw that, G.
String attached? Sorry yall.

Now get the f*k outta there.
Write some rhymes on some next shit, and stop tryin to sound political like you know shit.

STOP FOOL!!

You ain’t cool.
I ain’t payin 2 cents for “associated press” [aka rumors for] news.
(huh??)
Your artistry courtesy of Reuters [rooters] and Madoff [mad off].
Stop playin, stop playin…stop playin!!!

“Stop that.
Stop talking, that’s bullshit.
That’s iddy-biddy rhyming; little n*@#$, that’s bullshit.
You ain’t got no chains?
Ain’t nobody listenin.
And you ain’t on NO block.
Check your self. You trippin.
We put you AND your checkers 6 deep in a box.
And we see your pen runnin outta ink; you suck.
Hope you enjoy the smoke.
Mic fiends, we winnin.
Nah, you ain’t on the block.
Check your self. You trippin.”

Nah, don’t mind the chorus baby.
Essence (is) oppression and freedom…live and direct, I hear it ALL.
The time check??
Sometimes I have to let it out so you know exactly what I’m talkin bout.

I deal with it.
Learning how to live?
At least 2 sides for you and your connects to:
• breathe in
• break down
• dissect
• see

In the interest of building real love?
For the children, I present this dailybread for grown folks out there still healing.
WHEW!!!
Gotta lotta words.
(The) keep it simple is: All these changes, they do occur
So now we gonna see what your words is worth.

I ain’t gotta “Rush” (label, manage or hurry) it.
I got time, long life, influences.
This is mind.

I love my folks; love my music.
Even bein exiled from the root?
This is what it is.
Here!!

“Stop that.
Stop talking, that’s bullshit.
That’s iddy-biddy rhyming; little n*@#$, that’s bullshit.
You ain’t got no chains?
Ain’t nobody listenin.
And you ain’t on NO block.
Check your self. You trippin.
We put you AND your checkers 6 deep in a box.
And we see your pen runnin outta ink; you suck.
Hope you enjoy the smoke.
Mic fiends, we winnin.
Nah, you ain’t on the block.
Check your self. You trippin.”
Track Name: Pitch It 2 The Top
Pitch It 2 The Top
(written, performed + produced by chi turner)
© 2011 IHC RENRUT PUBLISHING

[Pitch it to the top rock;
from the bottom.]

Got things to say.
Why imagine the present to conform?
Beyond reasoning.
100M strong; independence is all I got to say.
Peace: every lesson here.
Seeing me and my creator adding on.
I’m a say pretty things; still beating your heart.
I’m everything.
Facing this graceful presence; I’m built from the sands of the people.
So?
What you want?
The gift IS.
Given the position?
You hold no more.
Every blessing you gonna roll with.

[Pitch it to the top rock;
from the bottom.]
Track Name: Thought U Woulda Called Me
Thought U Woulda Called Me
(written, performed + produced by chi turner)
© 2011 IHC RENRUT PUBLISHING


Thought u woulda called me; thought I was what you wanted.
Thought u woulda called me...yea.....

Had it for awhile.
(So I ) can’t keep, how you want me to...
Thought you woulda said something by now...

uhh oh...
yea...
ohh, yeaaaa....

Thought I was 1.
How dare you say that shit about me.
(And) after all your postering???
I’ve had it for awhile.
Can’t keep me on like this baby.
You can thank your mama.

How??
Thought u woulda called me…
Yea…
Track Name: You Can Hear Things
You Can Hear Things
(written, performed + produced by chi turner)
© 2011 IHC RENRUT PUBLISHING

I recall very little with all that I've seen,
spinning round and around through the years.
But I must say,
I do love this cold winter breeze;
she remembers the air that I breathe.

There are many who listen to the wonder she is.
Whistling right to the bone,
as if to whisper memories that could tear us apart.

Justifying these words as her own so you can hear things....so many things.

And I must say I do love this cold winter breeze;
she remembers the air that I breathe.

There are many who listen.
To the wonder, she is.
Whistling right to the bone,
as if to whisper memories that could tear us apart.

Justifying these words as her own so you can hear things....so many things.

And I must say, I do love this cold winter breeze.

she remembers the air that I breathe.

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