Incredible Heat Machines

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about

This is Incredible Heat Machines.
Something fresh.
A new piece of work with great and powerful energy.
1 part elemental fire, 1 part structured rhythm, 1 part cerebral vibration.

This is the debut album from the hip-hop duo, Soluh!

Rhymes from Robalu and Beats from BSTFRND.

The 2 members of the group became friends when the producer BSTFRND (Jefferson), began studies for college in Richmond, and Rob (Robalu) was his Resident Assistant. The pair quickly realized their mutual love for hip-hop, and music in general, which spawned a handful of songs, and an EP by 2013.

Following the EP, Rob focused on his Poetry career; making appearances on Verses and Flow on TVone, and having his poetry featured on the Button Poetry online channel. While, Jefferson worked on his music as a solo producer with the release of 2 full length albums, Hues (2014), and Haptic Tones (2015), and one EP, Outer Zeal (2015).

The team is back with their first proper, full-length, project, Incredible Heat Machines. Sit back, indulge in your favorite vices, and let the sun-charged sounds take you on an aural excursion.

credits

released February 29, 2016

All tracks produced, mixed, mastered by Jefferson "BSTFRND" Harris
All songs written by Robalu Gibson

Album artwork by Jefferson Harris and Rob Gibsun

This album is dedicated to the memory of
Robert Earl Gibson Sr. 1953-2015


Crafted in Richmond, VA 2015-2016

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soluh! Richmond, Virginia

Soluh is a hip hop duo with Robalu on the Rhymes and poetry and BSTFRND on the Beats and production.

Delivering sun-charged rhythms fresh, from the river city.

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Track Name: Outro
[Verse 1]
soLuh
Teeth whiter than a Klan member
Lion I began Simba Mad rivers
Swallowing safaris full of van members
Homies in the back missing
Stories go for racks, listen, BLK spitting
Flows so Notorious the land quivers
Descending on a bigot like zero negative
I got bucks to build like Mandingo Wrestling
I got words that grill like chemotherapy
Need mo’ therapy, pre-rolled clarity (ah!)
Memories on a screen like when we rode Camrys
Down Brookland Park Blvd w/ beat up batteries
How Grandpop passed on, this can’t be a sad song
The blues, the grass mode “We over the Noose”
Pop side from Souf 'Lina, wonder if my kin Gulluh?
Mom side from Souf Boston, sharecroppers & slick talkers
Now I’m on the other side of festivals w big blogging
Vestibules of shit clogging soLuhFlare!
Mow the land w lit verse & wind tunnels...
Track Name: Flame (Ascendant)
[Intro]
Give u back to mothership
So Columbus don't discover it

[Bridge]
Overground tunnelin’ Black hole melanin
Black power mouth full of thunder & the rumblin
Crack! Pow! Bloaw!
From the jungle where Muhammad is
Map out clouds, pickin cotton?
Never Not again

[Hook]
Over overseers head (x3)
We don’t have to—

[Verse 1]
Like I’m old school I redid the flame on ya
On the loop, hot wheels, lead the way Sonic
From change to paystacks
It’s a golden time of day Hooray the maze/trap!
RVA 2 L-A-X I layback relax
The dames, well, they b.a.a.d
Laz call me to stage, no page, I straight blk!
A wave of great claps
Gibsun on sunset ascending on ya dumb—

[Bridge]
Overground tunnelin’ Black hole melanin
Black power mouth full of thunder & the rumblin
Crack! Pow! Bloaw!
From the jungle where Muhammad is
Map out clouds, pickin cotton?
Never Not again

[Hook]
(soLuh! wind)
(soLuh! flare)
Track Name: The Departure
Your angels are here
In yellow isolation gowns, holding back storm fields
of tears that cd summon the Final Call the nurse
His heart stopped They take their time...
The building releases us into September 1st
Mom says It's Halloween outside
The Church Hill ghosts dragging the mauve fluff
of soul boats sailing West under the rainbowed moon
waning When Mom met Dad he was 280
When he passed, the bed scale said 108.2
The weight lifted.

+

Little Robert
Don’t Fear
Momma Here Poppa Here
Margaret Thomas Richard Too
Gibsun Clan We Hand to You We
Sit with Biggie, Angelou
Teach the kiddies Hand them truth
& the juice of honeysuckles
South of the Border Columbia summers
Rumbling thunder of 4th of July
Bottling Rockets & sparkling eyes
Remember the time?
Apple tree in the front Dump cake inside
I’mma sip a cold one, I’mma lean on the ride
I’mma leave when I gotdamn feel like it Still fighting
My body the bottle, my body the glass
filled with spirit then empty again
Maybe the cancer Maybe the meds
Maybe the doctors Maybe I’m dead
You know I play chess so I got something for they ass
Give me a… Forgive me for my wrath
Put your faith in God, s’gon be alright I see yo might /
Put your suits in the cleaner’s, sun, increase yr stride
Invest in yourself, you gon see your light
We named you Rob so believe yr hype/man
When you writing & feel a tap on the shoulder
That’s me.
Track Name: Monument Ave
i’m on monument ave
climbing up columns to reach
stonewall jackson’s throat
call me arthur ashe’ serving
books from the racquet
zombie kids a-grabbin’
they shot me
in front of robert e lee’s statue
asked me to smile harder
yes, i was the rapper
things were going
south

zoom out
see henrico
clutching richmond
in its varicose claw
each road, an asphalt
vein tattooin plantation land
not many blacks out here
‘least, not anymo
the deeper we go
the more i expect
a police escort
to my grave

red light i scan right
a white man dressed
in undercover cop car
looks through me
longer than violence
i ignore my jailhouse
routine & carefully strip
the meat of a peach
the leftover spine
is a rope too small
to noose my neck

green light i keep my head
on the road, welcome the bend
before the bridge & the opening:

I am the opening w/o bullets’ breach
I am the soil bench pressing my oppressors
I am tribe, tireless and otherworldly
Our black engine hearts oiled obsidian slick

I am what happens when Atlas looks up from the atlas
I am Afrika lynched by her phantom limbs
I, sharp as the hatchet of one-sided history
Ocean blood drumming the shore
Extending myself to water the seeds

We rain as dead leaves
but I got faith in the spring
We rain as dead leaves
but I got faith in the spring
Track Name: Lover's Entente
[Instrumental Solo]

Sway

[Hook]
Drive off, yea, I’m in the wrong lane
Cops slide by when they was in the way
Ring shout! Foot stomp! Pick up all rain!
Most young kings on Ichabod Crane
Chopped off with his thought in the lane
Loose talk, jaw on Utah, the swang
Swang
Swang

No not me I made it out the cage
Guided by arch / angels / mercy / grace
Ring shout! mom-ma eye w no rain!
Most young kings on Ichabod Crane
Loose talk, jaw on Utah, the swang
Swang
Swang

[Verse]
Stuck ‘em in the eye with faith
No more sleeping find awake
Struggle suffer find a way
Either way I'm fly today
Get on my .wav
Name is Rob so I'mma take
Struggle, suffer, find a way
Either day I’m fly today

[Hook]
Track Name: OverKast
[Verse 1]
Alien Communication was the charge given
Rather raise a laser for I wake up to a hard living
Business of missions, missing my Mrs.
Spoke too quick, 2 other crew members kiss
Push off the Earth w the flames of the ship
The dot in the window is everybody spinnin’
Space is infinite (I wish you were here)
Grief is a pitbull heavyheaded on my legs

[Hook]
Outkast bumping in the pod
Bombs over Richmond, trynna spot the sun
Outkast bumping in the pod
Bombs over Richmond, trynna spot the sun
Outkast bumping in the pod
Bombs over Richmond, trynna spot the sun
Outkast bumping in the pod

[Verse 2]
Woke up in a funk, a buzzing in my head
Instrumental huffing to the wind
Rapper on a gold road, DJ got heart
Crateful of flames & they eyes on the stars
Dayz wuz grey, couldn’t see through stress
Mom barely paid the rent, but she did
Did you paid all your bills?
When the last time you checked?
When the last time you danced
to the pulse in your chest saying
Get up off your ass?!

[Hook]
Outkast bumping in the pod
Bombs over Richmond, trynna spot the sun
Outkast bumping in the pod
Bombs over Richmond, trynna spot the sun
Outkast bumping in the pod
Bombs over Richmond, trynna spot the sun
Outkast bumping in the pod

[Verse 3]
God sat me down & had me read you NGHS
Words runneth over like beat up children
Tugging at the knees telling me about the beefs
& the seven-headed beast I perceived what illed ya
Spoke dream of gold rivers, my lady was chilling
Angels was maple, they voice was on syrup
D‘evils was spitting that b-roll filler
Everybody had locs like a Migos picture (click up!)

[Hook]
Track Name: The Sting
[Verse 1]
Shooting star cross a NGH mind
Met you a younger time
Bus stop middle school
Blue jeans fitting tight
The way your eyes hit the light...
Hard for me to sentence right
Oh let’s not forget the night
Talk had me stuttering
Daydreaming: Picture lockets swinging
Got the hots for me?
Drop of cold sweat
Race from my pit to boxer briefs
DuRag Champion Water Grey Waves
Fake Gucci Sweatsuit Velour with the Flaves
You Ms. Baby Phat Booty holding up the braids
Flirt wit ya on the bus Book bag in my lap
Under it you know my….
Laugh about it “Get it straight”
Bad & you demonstrate
Smile with that bite in your eyes
I’m glad the bus is late, Wait
You moving down to Atlanta?
What’s the Art of Storytelling?
Heart in purgatory, swam the tropic of answers
The way your eyes hit the floor
Hard for me… hard for me to get it

[Hook x2]
I’m a poet, honesty don’t set me free
When did you become a memory streak? The Sting
When did you become a memory streak? The Sting
Track Name: Mystery Box
[Intro]
Bounce Bounce
RVA in the place to be
Hey, Rock wit it, ay ay
RVA RVAAAAAAAAAA, hey
RVAAA
((soLuh!))
Sit down NGH story time...

[Verse 1]
Dark room stuffed innards
You can check my history
Won't tell ya but I'll tell ya that I
Wrapped the box in mystery
Pandora been jealous
What's in the present?
Wait! I need you to stay
Like finger-curled ribbon
The box got silver sheen
Play it like a SP
House Party No Police
Navidad so Feliz!

[Hook]
yngsoLuh! da G.A.W.D*
yngsoLuh! da G.A.W.D

[Bridge]
I'mma give it breath
I’mma give it my heart
Crack bread w my friends
They gon tear that shit apart

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Been a minute since I stood up
Resurrecting Dance floors Yea I could buck
Oreo colored lighting Choreo in the cipher
Chugging the juice of jungles
I spit a flow like Viper (aaah!)

[Bridge 2]
I'mma give it spirit
My NGHS beat box
Rap heads dap friends
They gon tear that shit apart

[Hook]
yngsoLuh! da G.A.W.D*
yngsoLuh! da G.A.W.D (oh my!)

*Great.Ancient.Warrior.Deity
Track Name: Incredible Heat Machines
[Verse 1]
Go Go Flaco DC & Dipset
Blood on my TV The sky was a Crip set
Them Panthers ain’t quit yet?
I ain’t even vent yet
Robalu Spit a Hospital Get ya shit checked
Is you sick yet?
VA Home, Been Grindin', where Clipse at?
Twin Inspiration, I was stricken by the syntax
I’mma get the nation from Elevated to Spit Dat!
Your elevator been crashed South of Border
Ducking all white juries, I’m sipping on courage
We from a plantation named Rip Raaaaaaaaps
So it’s reparations that I rip raps

[Hook]
So Incredible Collective indelible
Richmond, what chain you indebted to?
Behold SoLuhflare! You can aim w the telescope
Heat Machine flow, flame got the devil shook

So Incredible Collective indelible
Richmond, what chain you in? (ah!)

[Verse 2]
Gargoyle visions, Gargling my spitting
Color out the line, when I rhyme, got ta illastrut
Lion in a Village Slum Passing by a Dilla cut
Unique as Ason on the Telefone I picked it up
I said I BLACK like my History Month
Born in Feb-u-where? Same day as Hank Aaron
Bat split like empty blunts
Say Up! Up! & wait, away! get it with the bunt
Send ‘em back to ‘88 middle finger w the Law
Momma say Homicide I sigh, “Sa da te”
Turn up my inner child-like Who spiked all the Tang?
Heart on my sleeve Pencil tucked at the wrist
Writtens cut deep I’m the flood to a trench
They confused by the rapping Is it urban? Is it new street?
I say, You guessed it, I study under Bruce Lee
Autumn on my eyes for the tumble of noose tree
Cut 'em w the loose leaf Aquarius fill up the cup
We leave & take the air with us
Seminar of Avatar: Negus as a star system closing Sozin
Speaking for the soLuh! flare in us, gettem!

[Hook]
So Incredible Collective indelible
Richmond what chain you indebted to?
Behold soLuhflare! You can aim w the telescope
Heat Machine flow, yea, my flame got the devil shook

So Incredible Collective indelible
Richmond what chain you indebted to?
Behold soLuhflare! You can aim w the telescope
Heat Machine flow, yea, my name got the devil shook
Track Name: Air Condishnuh
Be cool man Be cool
Nah fuckdat!

You murdered a church bc they black?
Forgiveness, sometimes feels like a sin
See that hole in ground I opened that (Damn!)
I’m the Angry Black God again
God colored skin (I'll say it till you get it

Get up Baraka! Get up Baldwin!
Get up Audre! Get up Angelou!
I need you strength 2 walk This page
The world is my stage (Shakespeare
was a snake who rapped the cancer too
I’m at the micstand of Good & Evil
spitting forbidden fruit

My poems is concentrated streams of
Consciousness w/ commas, like dams
that didn't try hard enough
Shouldn't have left it to beaver

Cutting w/ eldridgecleavers I say
Why'd ya do it that way? He say
I wanted to send waves of consternation
throughout the white race I say
I can relate but I don't fuck w/ that rape He say
Why u come 2 me? I say
They put my savior in whiteface, know
what that did 2 my brain? I started 2 hate
the guy in the—but that's a minor figure
I'm not safe in this temple if the klan made it (Too many
commas in that stream, here’s a damn, break it—

When u tap the ancient & they blast yr way
fore u nightcrawl flash2 the back of space
Cast slave name like the last of anchors
Wave back 2 ConFEDerali flags a-waving
Pause time—‘member they gasping faces
Be the reason dem Richmond NGHS tagged up Davis
See the treason in they monuments Black
Lives Mattered way before Columbus did
I'll say it 2 u til they discover it
My beloved kin, my beloved kin.

Be Cool Man, naw fk dat!
Track Name: ABLM
[insert the triggers of hate
flashin inside a ignant mfkrs face]
for me bend into question marks
as I pray to the Lorde of silence
will not protect you, I tattoo words
Cross ears like Lupe on Tetsuo:
Winter Fall Spring & Summer
I tweak a sonnet of ether sonics
All as you summon a weak rebuttal
Double dutching wit ropes made of issues
you discovered

--/--/--/--/--/--

The blue light blinks
on the noon window
like emergency
from the inside
like the blip that catch yo eye
beside a car that's been locked

Incense streaming over my eyes
The quiet siren persists
as if policed against protest
I ask what % of white ppl
will never experience--
Triggers in the mourning
Triggers in the evening
Triggers at lunch of swine
(whether red, blue or white
All of them lights are signs
of my demise

The blue light got me thinking
The blue dot got me thinking
like a cat jumping at lasers
The day I fall into nature
is the day my war is won
Peace ain't on the news
that's where the wars come
Bombing through brokSonic
The armored arms
The carnage & rot flaunted
The Gods droning Like
NGH, Revelations!
We mirror You not brolic

I off the television set
from a couch at the blinds
w the sun on my back
I'm haunted, my house is in tact
I ask myself What's my African
descent? 2 fathers in the wind
who left vices for a home cleansed

I sift the soil for a heirloom to dust
& twist into a bridge to lift
& move the spirits to riff
& loosen lyrics from the lips
indebted to wrecked ships
the dead slip, singing
They permed the revolution
to regulate our textures
The blacker the berry the sweeter
the blood guzzled in the throat of America
disputing over my ppl disintegratin
2 integrate w drug demons
& greed green as the eyes
of weed spilling from blunt lips

I spit, over howling trains
& a NGH in the audience yell
Think about it!
Track Name: DuRagChampion
[Hook]
Du-rag Champion Water grey waves
Fake Gucci sweatsuit Velour w/ the flaves
Ms baby Phat booty holding up the braids
clap clap clap yea the house bout to shake

DuRagChampion Water grey waves
Fake Gucci sweatsuit Velour with the flaves
Ms Phat booty rolling up the jaaaaaay
Bout ya hit the flow, yea, we bout to demonstrate

[Verse 1]
Feeling real good imma dab on the train
Strike up a convo the sour in my drank
Freestyle a sonnet that’s the power of the blank
...that’s the power of the blank, ay
Breaking out the locks Not the mind of a slave
You can thank drumming for the smile on my face
Shouts out to poppa for the fly in my ways
At the yard sale, Momma taught a NGH how to save
Define all the finals Vinyls in crates
Rhyme wit some Drive, that's the Sign of the Greats
I remember back when my rhymes was a page
I remember when my rhymes was a page!
Sun hit wonder I'mma Shine for some days

[Hook]
DuRagChampion Water grey waves
Fake Gucci sweatsuit Velour w the flaves
Ms Baby Phat Booty holding up the braids
clap clap clap yea the house bout to shake /

DuRagChampion Water grey waves
Fake Gucci sweatsuit Velour w the flaves
Ms Phat booty rolling up the jaaaaaay
Bout ya hit the flow yea we had to demonstrate

& we zonin!

Breaking out the locks
not the mind of a slave
Track Name: Zone
[Hook]
Graduated 2 Graduation
Good morning, good morning, we yawning
Glad you made it, We all been waiting
C'mon in, the zone here, everybody gone In!

Graduated 2 Graduation
Good morning, good morning, we yawning
Glad you made It; we all been waiting
C'mon in, the zone here, so I got 2--

[Verse 1]
Afrikana College, boy I know those boats
Diplomas for show shoulders got loans
Askin’ for some dollars Get a Provost No!
We wuz jiving in the photos tho! WHOA!
Trombone blowing like the sun don’t show
drum kit kicking out the package like Trojan
Break down ya crew in the middle of they stallin’
Loosen, untie, sizzle like a solvent
Flip my wristband then I whip dance
Dip hands like I'm fixing grits-in-a big pan
Up! Long John Silverback, a Cyrus in my grab
Pilots never hit him Haaaaaaahn!
Simile on similac Assemble all your missiles
When you mention me in Twitter raps
A symbol of December snapped
Rob-a-STILT-skin got tickled by the sickle slash
Riddle that!

[Bridge]
Zone Zone Zone
Zone Zone Zone
(this here flow got every body
Zone Zone Zone Zone Zone

[Hook]
Graduated 2 Graduation
Good morning, good morning, we yawning
Glad you made It; we all been waiting
Come on in, the zone here, everybody goin in

Zone Zone
This here flow got everybody--
Zone Zone
This here flow got everybody
soLit!
Track Name: The Return
[Intro]
This the Return of soLuh! though
All sails are Final, as if sinking w/ sirens a
BSTFRND lesson on wrecking the vinyl from
“all bum” to album, submit the title, roll a jay:
see/sea nghs is rippin’, who gettin tidal?
I’m wing-High, like Icarus before the sea dive
Before Sunspot, our peers said that WE HOT!
Return of SoLuh! You sold us, we no bucks
We Opus We Lotus We closed then We open
to show you inner-bling proceeds what you can see/

[Verse 1]
Rap is so important, have you wearing Jordans
Now you never Voiceless when your Grandkids
wanna know Grandkids wanna flow at your funeral
it’s beautiful/ OHHH!/ It feel GOOD to be alive
Feel GOOD I’m singing “i” & I MEAN it this time
When I want SUM, I conquer beat & DIVIDE
As if Jesus & God, I believe in this rhyme
Words hit like rifle ooze. A.I.M. for a brighter tooth
Chains on the James RVA bout to Rockett. Who?
Slaves gettin off the noose to stage it for Martin Luth
to phase it, he staying in the Days Inn to dodge a shooter
Frame it on my computer, name it The God Emcee
pray BIG & ‘Pac’ll see & change your theology/
Bill me, forReal/Pharrell; Last name say that I’m a, G.I.!
Be Sun, like moon wanna; wanna sea-eye!

[Bridge]
I wanna see Yah!...
U wannabe fly
Don’t wanna see I’m
I’m blaaaaaaaaaaaaackkkkkkk

[Verse 2]
Black is so important, Excellence I pee out
I speed out, a centipede impeding on a knee count
See how, that mosquito DEAD in the corner?
That’s metaphor for You suck, the blood is there to warn ya
of the plague & the jaundice, my Revelation is Timeless
Your ‘Tranes at a stop, I’m illustrating what John did
Meditations like Pharoahe Monch into Ankh chants
Marvelous in drop pants, hair a monster, a Loc Nest
You look like Jazz! Get thrown out the window
Poetry crescendo, Over-D I been dope
Junkie shaking in... front of police station
Veins aching for popular seed agents
A liquid, A shiver: I dream naked
A killer, A Shiva & 3 Satans
Jesus on the corner, trynna save Je-sus
Split ‘em w/ a lightning bolt that sang "Hey Zeus!
I got ‘em!” I'm at the end of Glory
Robalu'a Do it to ya Send'em up to Maury
I’m not him, still I pray for morning
If poppa lose his only son, everyday is mourning
I got em, my momma name is Glory
Before I changed to Robalujah, I just had my story