Bringing you something very different from the usual boom bap, a Spanish bass hop collective conjouring an array of atmospheres to the forefront with their music. The track is titled Forzin Stepz and alongside the collective we have Invokal who's supplying the lyrics with his encapsulating pengame, presence and delivery, intertwining his rhymes with the natural progression of Forzin Valves haunting but alluring beat. Nothing short of excellence here, pushing a completely unique sound with strong content, production to die for and chemistry even Heisenberg couldn't compete with. Peep the official video below and make sure to grab yourself a copy of Forzin Stepz from the following ITunes link for a small fee!
Forzin Valves | Forzin Stepz FT Invokal
Forzin Stepz FT Invokal Lyrics
Just one more step towards this freedom
Before they force us back again.
Trust one more pen before they seize them
Cos they draw the masks of men.
There's a place that's barely real as i start to wake from my dreams
where i search eyelid fields for a darker shade of green.
Where i sneak into your houses and draw with markers on your screens
and pour ink into the sockets until it starts to spark and scream.
And for those who still can't believe i'll be vandalising fame,
with magazines up to my knees as I stand in the rising flames.
In this ever changing breeze, they've no chance to fight the blaze.
Take history books, a biro and demand to write in change!
As i awake i have the derranged, staring in my face,
and the devil on my doorstep just daring me to chase.
I pick a heart up with these forceps and prepare to put it in place,
but i only get about four steps before the floorboard breaks.
And the demons in the basement try to claw at my heals,
as the faceless make their statements on a cordless on wheels.
Without a trace of entertainment, just this caustic appeal,
so i join the vagrants on the pavement and draw with chalk how I feel.
Do you think these wars will look less stupid than those of the passed?
Do you think the devil acts like cupid when he wears a different mask?
Is a sinking ship less scary when you're perched atop the mast?
Do you think blood runs any thicker depending on cast or class?
Well i doubt it, but as waves crash and sharks start to mass,
it's getting pretty hard to know just which olive branch to grasp.
But as debrit seems to float passed from vessels that have crashed,
we're learning now to throw back these devils from the rafts,
yes we're learning now to grow back to levels they cannot smash!
We bleach trees, stain them black and draw them towards our chests.
Saying "we're all slaves to the cracks in the pavement" - of course in jest.
how "despite these olive branches we grasp these wars progress"
and how "the devil plants his fork in our backs just forcing steps".
And the masses, tired of fighting, just yawned and sunk to sleep.
With a half lit cigarette stuck between their teeth.
But as the insomniacs and cannibals sink into their seats
we realise nothing is quite as flammable as the ink upon these sheets.