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Collective Consciousness

by Catch Wreck

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1.
Average Guy 01:56
I'm just an average guy, you mad at me why? do my thing with my talents and I (and I) Keep it fly as planes in the sky But I'm maintainin' and blazin' the li like my muslim brothers be praisin' Allah, I be praisin Jah Praise God we mad it this fah' oh thats the Boston in me Roxbury resident, we don't talk to police My g's stay posted on the block with the heat crackrocks in their socks at their feet walkin' in the streets, rockin' to these Illy Sav beats so you really wouldn't want it if you really had beef No, really, these niggas actin silly and I don't really wanna have to let 'em know the dilly but will he if he have to, safe bet I promise you it's not a good idea to make threats I'm smokin' cigarettes and cursin' like tourettes How many regrets does a person like to get I'm workin on my steps and showin you the move like a true b-boy always focused in the grooves I been noticin' a few cats who think they know the thing to do and they've never been quoted in the news I been rollin' with my team members swollen and my soldiers never loose but you niggas with no clues only known to get confused I say it on the record make it known in interviews Its the truth I'm exposin' it to you Come approach us if you choose We bad news, Boycott Blues Call me the Cointelpro how I stay on the Move So what it do? This Mr. masterful Wreck with enough intellect to astralproject break your neck, you don't want it with the fam We on it once again, watch the consciousness expand
2.
Hello 03:05
What's good? What's poppin'? What's happenin'? What a way to get it started, get it crackin' Sick of fake thugs with the actin' And I'm bout to send these backpackers packin' Fuck a crowd reaction! These niggas aint rappin they preoccupied with fashion And I'm smashin the competition puttin niggas on blast cuz cats didn't wanna listen Greetings, salutations, I'm bout to force it 'cuz I'm runnin' out of patience niggas hatin' and debatin', I'm just demonstratin' Me and O had you waitin' now we devastatin' you hesitatin' we levitatin' above the crowd just meditatin' with better haze and we love the loud Gang Starr so above the clouds, and gettin iller but Primo roll with Mac Miller Turn the volume on the phone up Gassed niggas lit a match they blown up and I dont give a fuck where they at nigga so what? I cover holes up with a patch got it sewn up Roxbury where I grown up Star Wars how I'm fuckin all the clones up pigs takin bites out of doughnuts everybody goin nuts, young and restless to grownups Girl its been a minute since we spoke How you livin'? Is it different since we haven't been as close? different strokes for different folks but I miss you the most wish you the best but haven't givin' up hope so hit me back when you got time to talk I aint about to blow you up and I aint trynna stalk I'ma smoke this blunt and sip this Private Stock see nothing changed, you got fly and forgot Peace we need more of that Like we need more support for this sort of rap I'm trynna put it in the air like a quarterback but I can barely afford to record the track and I'm assured of the fact that cats is bored with that Circus tourin act, quick, where the doors is at? I'm still hecklin' the weak performers I speak freely and reach is enormous I'm closin' down clubs from Cambridge to the Bean embarrassin' promoters 'cuz I'm major i the scene I'ma show these rappers the new way to get the cream Aint no way we gon' pay to get seen So this is the new greeting Look me in the eye when I'm speaking I may be high but I know I'm not tweakin' Just because I say goodby doesn't mean I'm leavin' I'm keepin' it where it need to be, I'm the reason So how you doin' this evening? Make some noise for the act you came to see and Get up out your seats and rock to the beat Pay attention I drop topics that you not gonna peep I'm obviously shallow but I'm properly deep I'm bout to build on this monopoly with property deeds come holler at me with an offer but no coppin' for free I'm probably one of the best that yall gonna see so say hello...
3.
Taxi Driver 04:23
What do rappers say in the beginning of songs anyway? Fuckin bullshit... Flow different so a nigga can stand out not to be confused with niggas stickin' they hands out I'm figurin' the plans out, sippin' a guiness stout, this is not the beginners route I'm livin' out my dreams of gettin clout Let another nigga tell it I'm the best thing out the best thing out? Hell yeah the best thing out! you deep pocket niggas better start investing now I aint trynna make less than a thou' so you better be doin better then what I'm gettin for now trendsettin' steppin' out, lethal weapon coolin and collectin' with the team I'm reppin' (CCR) [Vocal samples] I'm interesting, microphone checkin' Is this thing on? I'm Kanye West-ing shock and awe keep 'em guessin' while most of these niggas is lip-professin' I'm gettin lit in a session they mad 'cuz I'm steppin' in a different direction (hold up) my vision is perfection young nigga kickin' wisdom and lessons and you may not have seen it before but this skinny muhfucka gon put ya team on the floor so open the door marijuana coke and some more i'm mr. adderall, ritalin, focused for sure! Might be broker than before I work at it like a girlfriend and hope that its for sure pourin' all my emotion in evokin' the hope from within [vocal samples] Now listen, Wreck be gettin busy with vanilla dutch blizzies, and like 7 on the scizzy Lets get this money nigga! Dead broke scrapin' to make ends meet, bubble the flame fuck it i love it, no struggle, no gain I be on some shit thats difficult to explain so bare with me for the takeoff as we fuel up the plane ask ya crew, what's my name? (Catch Wreck) That should give you a clue about what I'll do to the game I'm the newest and truest to not do it the same so don't knock the hustle, I knock boots with ya dame the truth is, you doophises is stupid and lame and I be swervin' through the traffic gettin through to the lane, I bring the pain!
4.
Spliff Lifta 03:56
Catch: uh huh, right, it goes, no haircut, face unshaven Catch wreck emergin from the base, guns blazin' (blazin') [Half man half amazing] Half these rappers I can't fuck with what they sayin' but talent we displayin' gon have to get us a way in or we gon turn to Mike Tyson at the weigh-in 'cuz we been waitin while niggaz is imitatin illuminati or not, who deliverin us from satan? the dumber the song, the bigger the bucks your makin' they get rid of the women for bitches that fuck for payment its modern day enslavement in the age of information subliminal manipulation on the beats we lacin' this aint no music this is utter devastation countdown to the end like we got time to be waistin' 2012 I think I'ma just be patient and watch a little youtube while we blazin' From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale, it aint hard to tell Spenda: yo, Nothin but slap shots, Wayne Gretsky I get more annoyed by the bar, Joe Pecci impatient colossal-sized philoso-raps brought to you by the spliff-burner hypochondriac real statements like they rejected my illuminati application, i tried to send it on gmail but i will prevail, without selling out for the sake of retail gimmick or rather re-sale they look at my life like I'm some kind of mobster but the only shots i pop tangle the top chakrah extract the metaphor, expose the spooks who sit by the door ensurin you dont make it too far I aint a tough guy in the mirror practicin I gift rap, minus the bow and cheap packaging every breath is taken in rebel fashion arrive on the bus and depart in a patti-wagon From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale, it aint hard to tell June: Abominate ya mind demolition malarky spittin cabbage packin kids in a box that you got and forced to listen I trap and load my mind with ammunition passenger driven by demon steering minds to forge percision 'cuz in between lines and bars that I jot I can tell-a-vision your flat-plasma cant endure the way I mention WEAKNESS! flatline to anyone that reaches lyrical ethers distinguishin' ya facial features let's get it in partner, rally your troops, lace up ya boots get it crackin'! and stand by what you gloat to commute nigga my vocab throw jabs when I'm forced to induce typical nomads that blow past and floss all their juice I'm in cahoots with some scavengin' troops, scandalous truth surface the earth, and balance glorifyin' your worth so if it hurts, take a shot of L, soak it up well your washed up partner so ponder more on takin that L From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale, it aint hard to tell'
5.
Smooth Jazz 01:17
Wreck be gettin' ill for real, that ritalin pill puttin the focus back in the madness we livin' in still I feel its my responsibility when killin' these mics To be right and precise as military strikes without vanilla my soliloquy profess my ability we god-body like 5 percenters and Lil B these lil niggas is killin me with they trilogies, we real MCs its really nothin' to kill 'em with ease a piece of paper floatin' out the window sill in the breeze I'm like a message in a bottle trynna get over seas I get appeased by groupies when they get on they knees so I could, give a fuck bout trynna get on TV I'm on CDs, mp3s, rockin Scope Apparel T's yall spit crack, me I spit them coca-barrel keys frosty-freeze I be the b-boy with busted knees bustin raps for traps but not enough to cuff the trees What the fuck is up with thes wannabes gettin cheese you wanna respond? you should probably let it be...
6.
...And we're back On this planet, time is not a given we've allowed our minds to limit our vision unable to see what has arisen so now we must listen I'm trynna keep it drama free, light-hearted like a comedy why these niggas gotta bother me thinkin' I won't pop like they standin' on my property you don't believe it come to Boston you can watch and see I'm so Roxbury, they should name a street after me take it easy, just repeat after me I shall (I shall) Proceed (Proceed) and continue to not give a fuck if I offend you These cats is lookin like meals on the menu your girl lookin lonely like she'll want a friend to she loves the way I make love to her mental and she masterbatin' to the instrumental I'm just fittin in the missin' piece, makin the image complete considered heat once you hear what I did to the beat Oh Blizz this shit's a beast! Worth like a grip at least I bet even Fran-P wouldn't disagree This is me bear witness when I kick a free Catchin' Wreck and I'll never do it differently I'ont think they listenin' close enough This is somethin different so get with it and open up Guarenteed the flow viscous I rip shit Ask the cougars how Mr. Young Black and Gifted hits it Its just terrific, I'm a terrifyin' force they aint never gon get it I won't let 'em find the source I'm a mover and a shaker, trooper and great debater rowdy demonstrator comin' through with somethin' major Don't do this for the bitches I don't do this for the paper They callin' me a hater they the true discriminators (2x) She Lookin fly but she playin hard to get Too bad, Too many bad broads for her to be worth the sweat and you should see the one that I'll be workin' with next she's certainly blessed, had to tell her to flirt with me less the flow solid and the beat proper ya man Wreck on a roll like a e-popper 6-pack of PBR and some cheap vodka blunt or 2 to the face, next thing you know, the track laced don't get smacked in the face I'm bringin' back that old shit to put you cats in ya place I aint gotta say what you soundin' like but you'll be sorry once you get me around a mic It must be 1975, I'm gettin' down tonight A couple clowns gettin hype so I'm bound to fight I'm bout it bout it like Master-P in '96 That's why my rhymes be sick, I only kick that grimey shit talk all you want but its harder to do Grassroots Grind is the group CCR is the crew clear the way when you see us comin' through only time will tell, we the Leaders of the New I'm a mover and a shaker, trooper and great debater rowdy demonstrator comin' through with somethin' major Don't do this for the bitches I don't do this for the paper They callin' me a hater they the true discriminators (2x) On this planet, time is not a given we've allowed our minds to limit our vision unable to see what has arisen so now we must listen Outkast of the class, Bastard of the Party Red Bull spillin out my glass of the Bacardi You cats is hardly, winnin' like Charlie Sheen, I'm obscene with green like Bob Marley Chris Farley flow its O.D. and I know these niggas aint trynna go toe-totoe with me I'm totally open for openin' wounds Metal-face in 2012, I'll be votin' for Doom Elephants I scoped in the room Is it me or the coke and the shrooms? I'm so closed to consumed you aint gettin' on no time soon I just put it on the line like the notes in the tune fly out to M-town with King Ray and Project Pat shoutout to Beantown just wait 'till the God get back Reppin' the Bean from NY to down south B Hoes on my dick 'cuz I rap better than Moufy Been on the same shit you know my steez and aint no need for the pop chips and David Ortiz Promoters get me to pay to perform, please! That's why most rappers either hustle flavor or the trees I'm a mover and a shaker, trooper and great debater rowdy demonstrator comin' through with somethin' major Don't do this for the bitches I don't do this for the paper They callin' me a hater they the true discriminators
7.
Is he Ill? 02:42
I said I'm gettin there you feel me? That's right! Get Scared! Arrrrrggggghhhhhhhhhhh! ...'Cuz they wasn't expecting that I scream on muhfuckas... So supervillain the way I'm feelin' More than Mass appeal for the shit that I be revealin' I mean every word I mean me and my people's chillin' Scopin the situation with clothing makin' a killin' I do the body rock, rock it 'till the break of dawn my life got mixed up now the pockets in my papers gone but you've waited a long time for that new shit so i'ma come through with that vodka Absolut shit that 80 proof shit, that fuck you up quicker that spin the room wakin you up on some fuck liquor what's up with the kid, they wonderin' how or prob'ly Is he ill or is illuminati? I be confusin them, bruisin' them with the left and the right Put and end to Armegeddon when I test the mic So get it right Catch Wreck flex in a heartbeat while most of these niggas don't got heart hardly but pardon me, I'm bein' rude again you better watch for these imposters and watch what I do to them Wreck and Retro like the Muthafuckin Superfriends The same click now knockin' out ya tooth again They do pretend we do the opposite droppin' it, mo' proppa then a stripper at the opera These Hip Hoppas gon get up in ya chakras Timed it so perfect they wonderin' where the clock was shoutout to Flavor Flav, shoutout to Chuck D shoutout to PG, them cats fuck with me We got a team of muhfuckas in the car I'm rockin' with Retrospek and the CCR Its two times like the hits before the pass I body the track fast, with a sickness sure to last I supported for the past couple years now I'm here and you better show some love before a brother disappear pull the curtain my team is puttin the work in you say the same thing but you aint lookin' as certain In studios overlookin the Mass Pike these niggas aint got a prayer and I'm cookin' up last rites No sleep these past couple of nights red eye paper planin I'm buckled up for the flight no weapon just knuckle up in a fight Its Wreck and the CCR what the fuck it look like?
8.
Models on the runway, McDonalds on a Sunday I see beyond the liquor bottles and the Gunplay I'm Aristotle philosophy for the ages for the mentally enslaved for the thoughts locked in cages for the people, for the mission, for the reason that we spittin' for the culture, for the future which has already been written what we forget in this spinnin' circle or cycle is the spirit is within us this isn't church or a bible this survival of the fittest in the wickedest of settings mix the business with religiousness and this is what you gettin' politics with poverty pimpin' as a profession I'm watchin it all happen but questionin, second guessin' like, teacher lied, i deflected and left the lesson but then I reflected, selected another method so now I'm johnny blazin rappers bby the dubsack in a house full of stoners on some pass that, lemme puff that grew up fightin' man I laughed at every "tough cat" nowadays they only wanna let the gat blast when they buck that I'm on some fuck that, still for the up and up still for the left and right hooks, still for the uppercuts and if you fuck with us, you catchin' all of the above brolick brawlin' got 'em callin' me a thug but I'm not smart enough to expose the plot caught the attention of the cops but avoided gettin' caught every mention of Malcolm X got me noided of gettin' caught stepped in the booth with the truth, and boy did it get hot!
9.
CCR! Ayo my crew got gurus abbots and Bad Rabbits Bad seeds, with bad attitudes and Bad Habits but the shit that we be doin' is magic and it'll take more than a heckler to ruin this hat trick my click come through with the hatchet no use pursuin nigga u wouldnt match it I'm all that in a greasy bag of chips, this the fat shit this that deep fried catfish not to be confused with you pussy cats that act bitch this that crack you can make a couple stacks with shittin on these rappers with no laxative laughin at these niggas while I break it down and crack a blizz fanbase of backpackers and cracker kids got me rappin for PBR and a pack of cigs double-stack, this is for the brothers who bubble to stack I keep it rockin' like rubble I bring the trouble back and I never been a subtle cat Freedom of speech, I spit fire when the club is packed brother that never gave a fuck about another cat but even in his days as a hustler son every dub was fat you gotta love how I give it to 'em I lays it down pretty smoothe like how the rhythm doin I'm intorducin somethin' new I'm begginin' a movement And you just mad that you aint fittin into it so screw it I just do it nigga check for me, nike music I'm gettin hyphy no one said you had to like me stupid It might be stupid but he likely to spite me for crew shit I might be ruthless but some fightin' is likely let's do this Its whatever you can find me I'm right around with goons ridin 'round Newbury and Cybersound I'm Roxbury they must've forgot how I get down You better show some respect nigga my time is now... That's right! Catch Wreck is the future!! You step to me, you steppin' to tomorrow son!!! Just make sure you ready for that...
10.
The Plan 02:46
I aint want it to get this ugly but they started with me and to think I wanted to make them a part of history listen b, the horizons is gettin broader Rah, Evill Dewer, Blizz the tracks are just gettin hotter Comin' live with some of the dopes shit you heard you aint comin close, I been focused you herb respect it bitch I'm givin you the roast you deserve I'm swervin', drunk surgeon cuttin' close to the nerve these niggas got me pissed now I'm blowin' some herb Reppin' the hood rebellion overthrowin the burbs say word, this is for niggas that chill on the curb and uh fuck the police let 'em get what they deserve let me say what the fuck I feel, keepin' it real I don't need nobodies approval I got equal appeal record deal, nope! Wreck rep' for the people in jail I'm rootin for the underdog team of people that's frail I'm on some David and Goliath we strivin' to fight fully return of the troublemaker still beatin' up all the bullies Wooly mammoth they pushin' me to the brink don't make me make your whole motherfuckin squad extinct bad combo, I'm liquor and a energy drink wildin' don't give a fuck what the enemy think I'm wildin like an inmate 'till they send me to the brink Frank Lucas with my broad lookin' deadly in a mink I'm a motherfuckin problem, somebody stop him Not a Christian but God help you if you cross him I'm from Boston, Roxbury reppin' Egleston to be exact nigga now get to steppin'... I just feel so damn disrespected Slow down and think about the plan for a second (4x)
11.
Revised 03:40
(June) Sometimes we have to ask ourselves what we are fighting for And sometimes we don't know So we go back to the drawing board To pick up a pen, call up a friend, to revise the plan again (Catch) Sometimes I'd rather quit, let go of this whole shit like what was I thinkin' trynna bring hope to the hopeless I'm trynna stay focused but stress is makin' it harder I don't sleep, I just think about my unborn son or daughter And it gets hotter 'cuz every Summer somebody pass Somebody locked in a box whether or not he blast Gotti cash is just a dream in the hood niggas pumpin' for years, still servin' fiends in the hood and its hard trynna be understood keepin it real in the sea of the fake if you don't believe it just wait there's a hypocrite to judge for every single mistake they trynna tell you where you goin' like they been through the gate and thats exactly why we're startin' to begin to loose faith like why love just stay single and hate (June) Oh, I know, its happening again Oh, I know, it happens all the time (Catch) words of kindness keep me goin' for the moment but I'm gettin love at every show with no promotion so, I'm back to smokin' and henny over-dosin' anything to hide from my emotions I been so close to the edge that I've wanted to leap but everytime I do I hear Dinko talkin to me and I be wonderin' damn, how could it possibly be I must be here for a reason, I'm not locked or deceased I hear the clock tickin' I'm desperate to make a move I aint movin' on a prospect unless it can pay for food paid the dues but now I'm hungry for the majors too but not to make it in a mansion I wanna pay for schools I wanna pay for tools to build, I wanna keep it real in this fabricated field, I guess I'm dreamin' I guess I'm seemin' like I'm unrealistic but yall gon have to listen up because I'm done bein a misfit with this shit! (June) Oh, I know, its happening again Oh, I know, it happens all the time Sometimes we have to ask ourselves what we are fighting for And sometimes we don't know So we go back to the drawing board To pick up a pen, call up a friend, to revise the plan again (Catch) Live and learn reflect, roll up a blizz and burn grab a dance partner give her a spin or a turn either get with it or get rid of whatever you earn first you born, than you burn and sit in the urn and in between you make the most of whatever you get it's to whom much is given much is expected, let's get it! and if you made it through the toughest of settings, you better recognize the blessings and have love for the lessons just when you thought you had it all figured out life's a bitch but its callin you out, so what you all about? Nevermind all of the clout you either blaze a trail or you follow the route

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Collective Consciousness is Boston MC, Catch Wreck’s fourth release. Showcasing a healthy dose of Boston-based talent, Collective Consciousness features appearances by fellow members of the Cool Collective Reps, Retrospek and original production by Rah Intelligence, Blizz Cartel, Illy Sav, Evilldewer and Anonymous formerly of the group, Project Move. A lyrical assault on the current state of the Hip-Hop industry, Collective Consciousness challenges the commercial constraints of the art form. While the album is a product of and reaction to Wreck’s Roxbury roots, Catch casts his net wide, addressing a variety of topics including personal struggle, confrontation, and current events.

“For me, art is about uniting people around an idea. For a long time the music industry has made it difficult for a variety of ideas to be represented but now we’re starting to see that shift. Technology has taken a lot away from the major labels and its easier now for artists to reach listeners directly. As a result I believe that eventually we will start to see a shift in the way people think and act.”

-Catch Wreck

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released December 21, 2011

Recorded at Cybersound Studios, The Bridge Sound & Stage, and Catch's Room
Production by Illy Sav, Blizz Cartel, Rah Intelligence, Anonymous, and Evill Dewer
Mixed and Mastered at the Bridge Sound & Stage Studios
All songs written and performed by by Catch Wreck except Spliff Lifta, written and performed by Catch Wreck and Retrospek
Album Artwork by Jacob Leidolf - www.politicalpirates.com

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"Deep-voiced and self-proclaimed “average guy” whose flexibility allows him to twist words to fit any beat. Catch Wreck’s style exudes the almost lackadaisical confidence of someone along the lines of a Prodigy from Mobb Deep." -XXL
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