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Mixtape of some lo-fi ish instrumental and vocal tracks by Dilian. All songs mostly recorded on a 4 track recorder between Feb-Mar 2014. No samples used.

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released June 5, 2014

diliandilian.com

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International Winners New York

Collective of friends who play music in Brooklyn, NY. We organize shows, put out tapes and such.

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Track Name: She Packs Fables
I'm like stable
She climbs mountains
No tip waiter
She packs fables

And I watch, and I watch you lie
And I want piece of the steak
And I watch you die
Cell phone walk into the light

Come back babe
Don't say maybe
We'll start label
I'll get cable
Track Name: Bed-Stuyle
fold my eyes, do the samurai
she can't sit on her ass is tight
the walk of the legions embrace
graces the legends who got to third base
spread out the months through forty years
allied to the garbage britney spears
my works are a sample file
from the public domain i hail and i'll pull cheap tricks for my alibi
back to my hunger days in adelphi
food stamps will not guarantee
my present state of liability,
fuck you, spare me your generosity
drop the fake accent, die in mediocrity

shake your butt but seriously

face charges with the badges
triple x is a sign of poor matches
news patterns like my views blocked
can you go backstage? is it locked?
you musta known i whoop ass
are you passionate about grass?
bitches are groupies, here a gucci blouse
follow me to the pool house

shake your butt but seriously

stop motion suspended in mid air
designers 3d bake drafts of my hair
he ain't nothing but a penis outfit
are you still not ready to forfeit?
her dress slips off like butter bound
help in recovering the zero ground
send love to my parents, whatsapp!?
beer spills, stop staring at my gap
stretching out the flirt polo shirt
my dick will not bow to your mini skirt
pippin storms the court like a matador
take a poll, don't start as an amateur
it's easy to track me, says the GPS
but donde is mi cuello, your highness?
Track Name: No Jobs
Sir you're standing on my way
Sorry we're heading for the game
And not picking up the blame
In case our voodoo spells fail

We are you just little less afraid
Don't want jobs we just wanna play
We are you just little less afraid
Don't want jobs we just wanna dance

Hope I can make new friend
Let's start by chatting bout the game
Can't think of any better way
To start every other day
Track Name: I Got Your Back
My mom heard me on the radio
So I bought her a Cadillac
I sign all my checks with leverage
She melts, fasten seat belts

It's OK now, I got your back

Sasquatch rolling down the patio
She cried, don't be paranoid
Three young bankers run the marathon
All smiles, they pawn the finish line
Track Name: Me Vs. You
All I wanna do is to dance with you forever
Feel the gravity around your hips
Follow the light mist sliding down your hills in tremor
Lose myself in your red cherry lips

Cuz you are made for me
And I was made for you
Say you're made for me
And let forever be

All you say you'll do is treat me like a fool and falter
That you don't wanna be my timely wreck
But I'm not afraid - your love kills your words, betrayer
So kiss me one more time, shut up and neck
Track Name: Ice Cream Cones And Tie-Dye
we can't wait for summer to come
and get down
dust of shorts and tank tops
cruise around

we put on back the shades
and fly high
devour ice cream cones,
make tie-dye

let's grab a 40 and hang out at stu's
rooftop show
bring the kegs and start barbecues
and make out