Coke Bust - Degradation EP

Coke Bust
Degradation EP
2010

1. Another Fucking Problem (0:40)
Work, death, bills, debt, time, life, stress. Fuck, when will it end? I am just a simple man. I do everything I can to keep the peace, make ends meet, make it work, make you see. Stability, health, future, fights. Done it all clean, obeyed all their rules. I try my best but I still seem to lose. I'm in over my head, and I can't seem to solve them.
Just another fucking problem.

2. Long Gone (1:02)
Been quiet for so long and now it's adding up. You try to cope but. it's just too tough. All of us should have seen this coming. All of us should have been prepared. Long gone after building your wall and you're long gone from distancing yourself. You need to understand that you aren't alone. A lot of us have been through this ourselves. We' re reaching out but you don't listen. We try to talk but you shut us out. We're not here to blame, we' re here to help and it's no fucking use. You're throwing it away and losing your life. you' re prepared to say 'fuck it' and pay the ultimate price. Take a look at yourself, take a look at what's real. You have all this support. You're lying to yourself if you think everything's fine. You refuse to be helped and you ignore all the signs.

3. Keep Out (0:53)
Vision's blurred, excitement thrills- in your nose and up your face. Classy enough, give and take another line of the blow. Violence and death caused by the trade; pay for it and there's blood on your hands. Keep out. Unregulated capitalism in all of its glory and you stumble to meet it's demands.You never questioned what you do. You're having fun and it keeps you loose. You hit your peak- it keeps you idle. Go ahead, what' s your excuse. You bought in and paid for their ploys. These giants profit off your demise. Destroying your friends and fucking your families and you buy and you buy and you buy. Keep out with that fucking shit. It keeps you useless, keeps you in a bind. You stumble across the floor and have a stone for your mind.

4. Degradation (0:51)
People over people and fictitious kings calling all the shots and pulling the strings. On the median in the heat, begging for change, and sleeping in the street. Put on a stage and verbally abused, put in a costume, while he serves them their food.
Degradation- how we cope.
Degradation- we pass along.
Degradation- how we react.
It's a war of the classes and the lines have been drawn. Degrade.
They're peacefully losing while you assert Your dominance.
and bruising while you flash Your dominance.
They're bleeding and bruising while you flash your dominance.

5. No Authority (0:46)
Preaching and scolding judging when you come around. You feed us your borrowed rhetoric and try your best to fucking wash it down. Who are you?
Come from outside and have no fucking relevance. Your involvement extends as far as your control of this.
Your rules + our scene, and you call it unity?
This is ours, we don't need no authority.

6. Deathbed (1:48)
When your time is through
and you're forced to face your thoughts
will you look back with regret
at everything you've done?

When your time is done
would you do it again?
Tell me how you would feel.

Would you take it back?

x.
Recorded by Kevin at Developing Nations Studios on July 12th, 13th, and 22nd
Mastering by Smok Regiment.

Nicktape — Vocals
Jeremy — Guitar
Jubert — Bass
Chris — Drums

Thanks to: Robert Refuse, Grave Mistake, Kevin, Smok Regiment, Six Beaks, ThirdXParty, Headcount, Flo, Tom Ellis, Jeff DeSantis, harDCore, everyone that has helped us out in any way throughout the years.
Back Cover photo by Angela Owens.
Layout by Drugged Conscience.
REFUSE RECORDS 2010

Coke Bust - Cycle of Violence

Coke Bust
Cycle of Violence
2008

lyrics:

1) Under the streetlights

A drug lord removed
A constricted supply
The prices will soar
But people need to get high
The incentive increases
So another steps up
Everyone loses
And the Fight is corrupt

Killing each other
Sanctions for a civil war
Under the streetlights
Victims at mercy of the courts
Under the streetlights

The freest market
Our economy knows
Takes a toll on its people
And the bullet holes show
job for the cops
Profits for the prison
A big fucking circle
And they just will not listen

You've created a market
You've done it yourself
You call the shots
That ring in the night
So I pledge my allegiance
And gaze at the flag
Liberty and justice
For bodies in bags?

Who are they kidding?
They know they can't win
Continued oppression
Again and again

2) No One To Impress

Eye to eye, neck to neck: social standing
Dog eat dog, tug of war: Status ranking
I can see it in your eyes and I
Feel your desperation
I can smell it on your breath and I
See you salivating

No one, No one to impress

Just like the man with a suit and a tie
You're getting ahead and living a lie
just like the rats, you travel in packs
For any price you'll be stabbed in the back
Do the right things, act the right way
Keep everyone happy and watch what you say
Live my life with no one to impress

3) Countdown to Death

I'm dying
As I forge head first into this suicide
I struggle to justify the days inside my mind
Another week in this life
Another month of hell
Circled by vultures
Before I bid farewell
It's getting worse- I got out of bed for this?

I'm dying
As I forge head first into this suicide
Chasing after all the wrong things
That I will never find
Hold my breath, blow the candles,
And I make a wish
To quietly ease my way out
And put an end to this

I take a look at my life, and everyone I see
I'm just passing the time, this world is shit to me
I take a look in the mirror, and there's no one there
A surrendered face and an empty stare
A fucking empty stare

4) Lines In The Sand

Getting tired of breaking my back
I'm easily appeased and quick to submit
Why should I explain myself to people
Who just don't give a shit?
You crossed me
You're an enemy
It's over
We're fucking through
Landlocked, but I've accepted this
My shrinking box is where I reside
This is my fucking territory
Now get the fuck back on your side

Lines all around me

Accept my fate
Divide this land
Draw the lines in the sand

5) Cycle of Violence

Raised in a home with constant violence
Intimidating threats that ensure silence
Wants to tell but doesn't know who
His future is bleak, black, and blue

Trapped in a cycle of violence

He's a mirror image of his father's life
Now he beats his kids and he beats his wife
The cops get called, he gets pissed
Blood's been boiling all night in jail
No excuse for this
Youth without a chance
Running red in the family
Running Red

Coke Bust - Fuck Bar Culture

Coke Bust
Fuck Bar Culture
2007

1) Fumigation

Panic from coast to coast
A black market on the rise
Losing the war in our home
So we take the fighting to the skies

Fumigation in your fucking lungs
Fumigation in your fucking lungs

Death spray make them move somewhere else
Death spray no regard for their health
Death spray such a minimal gain
Death spray will never stop the flow of cocaine

Burning cough and a bloody nose
Stuck with their crops that cannot grow
It's hard to live when you can`t get paid
Under attack of America`s air raid

Then you speak of the war on terror
Who are the terrorists?

2) A lot to digest

You see things fucked up
And you don't say a word
You focus on hearsay
And the bullshit you heard

What are your intentions?
Improving the community
-That's funny at best..
And coming from you its
A lot to digest
Too lazy to venture
So you preach to the choir
You're a big fucking star
And your status is higher

You're judging
You're gossiping
So misdirected

You're pretentious
Pushing others away
From your cause

If you were genuine
It wouldn't be the case

You're bullshit
You're bullshit
You're such motherfucking bullshit
Your insincerity doesn't slip past me

3) Figured Out

Tired of learning things way too late
Too painful to chalk up as growing up
So much frustration so much regret
Mistakes for years I'll never forget

Answers are simple terms are clear
We turn our backs and shut our ears
I know it's an excursion and not a quest
And get bummed out but i'll do my best

Got some cash can't help but spend it
You figure out money when you're insolvent
Broken picture frames on your shelf
You figure out love when you're by yourself
So many leeches and you never learn
You figure out friendships after you're burned
Years of thoughts racing through your head
You figure out life when you're already dead
You're dead
You're nothing
You're gone

4) Fuck Bar Culture

Young professional
Getting ahead
Sick of life
Already dead
A vicious cycle of pain and regret
The sleazy endeavors you try to forget
Taken alive, taken as prey
The bottles gripped you and you have to obey
On the stools, and in the dark
Stiff heads rest below their shoulders
Fuck Bar Culture

5) Privileged

Given everything
Thankful for nothing
Take it away
Fuck you

6) Because of the Label

Stared up and down
And grabbed in the pit
She opens her mouth
And she's just called a bitch
Political and horny
Hide behind polyamory
just want to get laid
I'm sick of your story

And you're the first
To place the blame
Behind your mask
You're just the fucking same

The sparks were flying
And you got her in bed
You're on to the next
You brag to your friends
Now people are talking
But not about you
Holds her head in shame
And I wish you would too

It's got a stigma
It's PC
Because of the label
You won't agree
Stuck in your ways
Lack all respect
Too much of a man
To acknowledge the subject

Coke Bust - Demo

Coke Bust
Demo
2006

1) My disgust

Remember when you were
One of the kids
It meant something
And you gave a shit
Discourage those who
Were once in your shoes
You're a fucking bully
And there`s no excuse

Had your time, then it went
Now it°s us stand out of the Way

Stand outside
You play no role
Contribute nothing
You have no soul

I don't care who your friends are
I don't care what bands you were in

My love for this, my disgust for you
I won't let you stand in the way
Fuck you

2) Power junkies

I refuse to take part in your fucking game
Two parties so different, yet they°re just the same
Bribes, special interests, power junkies plague our land
They feed off us while bribing us with our own helping hands

Blood on your hands, but you don't seem to mind
A powerful neglect, for the welfare of mankind

Fake away our freedoms, terrorize over seas
People are getting restless, while on their fucking knees
Bribes special interests, power junkies plague our land
They feed off us while bribing us with our own helping hands

I despise it
I detest it
I reject it
Patterns of shame, repeating in history
I can see it coming
You don't represent me

3) Shut out

Shut your mind
Happier that way
Everything is as it appears

Hear what you want
See what you like
Living with your hands on your ears
Shut me out, shut me up
Makes me wonder why I try
I haven't spoken and yet
You already have a reply

Shut out
Bang my head against a motherfucking wall
Fuck

4) Beyond Reasonable Doubt

Two bit cocaine dealers
And brutal drug turf wars
Crooked cops looking for kick-backs
Now kicking down your door

You snorted the whole supply that
You were supposed to sell
Seek immunity; wear a wire
Go to a cheap motel
Before you could testify
You were taken out
No more proof beyond a reasonable doubt
Fuck

You're busted
Didn't think it would go this far
You're busted
Laying hog-tied in a trunk
You're busted

5) Source of Misery

You're the reason I cringe in my sleep
Grip the pillow, grind my teeth
You're the source of my misery
You stick around, you will not leave

What the fuck do you want from me?
I hate you
I hate you
What the fuck are you trying to prove?
I hate you
I hate you

One of these days I'll make you listen
Shut your mouth, and sit you down
Submerge your face in all your lies
That you wouldn't take back so now you drown

Now you drown
Concrete strapped to your feet

6) Sick of routine

Sick of routine
Society°s shit
Have no place and
Just can°t deal with it
Everyone's fucked
And falling on you
You won't get a break
And won’t be subdued

Go apeshit
Lose your mind

Roaming the streets
With a vendetta
To take everyone out
Is your only agenda
Lead to your death
But you just don't care
Your life was fucked
Beyond repair

Go apeshit
Lose your mind

7) No middle ground

Consuming our lives
Feigning for rage
Too manifesting
To just be a stage
Dove head first
Invested too much
We're already sold
Discovered a crutch

There`s no fucking middle ground
You can't walk this fucking fence
You're either down or you're not...

Sick of all the half-ass kids
Who don't fucking give a shit
Eat it up, spit it out, leave us nothing
And happily quit
We've put all our eggs in one basket
And when I die there will be an X on my casket

A fucking X on my casket