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Incredible Heat Machines

by soluh!

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Outro 01:39
[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...
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[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)
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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.
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Monument Ave 02:21
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
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[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]
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OverKast 02:14
[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]
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The Sting 01:50
[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
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Mystery Box 01:38
[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
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[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
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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!
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ABLM 02:16
[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!
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Pay Up. 01:52
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[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
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Zone 01:58
[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!
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The Return 04:50
[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
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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 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 to BK.

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