Fruit

by Ghost Noises

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1.
Glisten 02:18
Got my mind on something new I might glow like morning dew I might pull up with the crew Switched up, I'm on something new (I'm on the other side) Thousand faces in my view (I'm bout to tweak it right) I ain't bout to miss my cue Glisten like it's morning dew I don't think it's worth it to convert 'em, think we'd rather burn 'em Simplify my sermon then get it tattooed up on my sternum All this criticism burns when I serve it, shit gets acerbic I can't rock with all y'all basic people, boy, I been allergic The tide is low, I could be killed by an assumption I'm riding slow, might swerve off lane if I'm compulsive The cure I need, might not exist in these conditions No privacy, no false admissions And the drip so clean it's baby blue Synths from 1982 Smoking what my circle grew Blow that shit up, hurdle through Switched up, I'm on something new (I'm on the other side) Thousand faces in my view (I'm bout to tweak it right) I ain't bout to miss my cue Glisten like it's morning dew
2.
They tried to take it from the people, not you too They tried to get you out the city, not you too They wanna take it, now they got it from you too I don't give a damn, I don't give a shit about that shit I ain't in a box, I ain't tryna take that partnership She trying to kick it, my eyes redder than the Malta kit Pulling off the pot a bit, I ain't trying to politic I'm just trying to plot up on the powers 'til apocalypse Looking out the window, I don't see where any logic is Why you wanna stop the kids? They just trying to celebrate 'Bout to get it like it's one year after 1998 Love it when they combinate, pressure got me breathing fast Take it back to Geauga Lake, I might just cop a season pass on 'em I'm hollering, wonder what I even do Don't know what you smoking if you think that I believe in you I'm good on the drama, I don't give a damn Came from Cleveland with this jam, Ghost Noises that's who I am See the bullshit in panorama, everyone trying to be The Man I'm just trying to do what I got to, give a shit if you understand it Sipping from the bottom of the bottle and we never won the lotto Ain't no pages in the passport... I don't give a damn, I don't give a shit about that shit I don't give a damn, I don't give a shit about the shit
3.
gone too deep, way down the stream can't give up hope we losing that steam can't take no fear, not hearing us scream my vision all blurred, i'm seeing in threes can't feel my dreams, can't feel my needs the feeling subsided, people divided this beat that we riding, slipping and sliding the party the function, you all invited tear down the walls tear down the floors gettin real live, we goin on tour ima just fly up, ima just soar this is exclusive, sold out in stores kickin down doors, breakin out windows where is the story? where is the info? what do you play for? what are you in for? turn all the lights out, this is a disco dancing to house, dancin to techno clear all your mind out, people just let go tryna get right inside of my mental tryna get right inside of my mental in my mental (x3) we go deep, go deep, going deep, going deeper now we're there, now we're vibing you feel it? yea let it just move
4.
HOKES Project, protect what I'm keeping in Know when, percent, leave it in the bin calm feeling in the wind, let it rest peel off, cap on and seal off what the deal on, never read me my hand face down with the chips the place two levels and a fifth my feet keep pedaling done with the villains and i'm bettering everyday i'm bettering clean circle clean circle CHORUS Light got the haze In a daze off the low end Light got me craze Off the stage probably smokin GHOST Deep smoke rolling in I’m leaned off the gin I blow with the wind My toe dipping in The water feeling warm, I’m diving in glimmering Fuck a line, I don’t sit outside the club shivering Swang on a stealer like a Browns top receiver Might down a liter til I’m shouting at the reaper I feel like a diva off the top shelf tequila When it’s real she can feel it, i'm rubbing off the concealer Got the spice, got the season, talkin’ jerk chicken All my work hitting Off a Twerk rhythm Uzi vert fitting Too perfect in this world full of serpent Well too poisoned still running back slurpin’ Lights in my eyes, smoke on the floor, perk with it Colors all around, still boots and black shirt with it Old desperado I sink into the pulse off the cold resposado Light got the haze In a daze off the low end Light got me craze Off the stage probably smokin
5.
Buckets 02:16
I turned the filter off my life got way more unadulterated y'all spilled the sauce, cooked it right but then fucked up the plating this shit's messed up, i'm so tired of never complaining I'm in that rut, I might never jump Maison Margiela my belt, I'm just a shell of myself If I come through, I ain't pullin' up stealth I know this shit gon be felt Don't come to me 'less you coming heartfelt I need help Don't come to me 'less you coming heartfelt I'm in Hell Pull up in something Looking like double or nothing Shit was jumping I could barely function Straight out the dungeon I pull up at the junket Looking disgusting Give me the budget I'm running with crutches I pull up with bags I'm leaving with buckets You probably in SAG Got fictional hundreds You looking so mad Stop throwing them punches Filter off my life I just got way more unadulterated y'all spilled the sauce, cooked it right but then fucked up the plating this shit's messed up, i'm so tired of never complaining I'm in that rut, I might never jump Maison Margiela my belt, I'm just a shell of myself If I come through, I ain't pullin' up stealth I know this shit gon be felt Don't come to me 'less you coming heartfelt I'm in Hell Don't come to me 'less you coming heartfelt just as well

about

Internationally renowned rap provocateur & motivational speaker Ghost Noises returns with a phenomenal cast of friends to give you sweet, succulent, and just the right amount of bitter for these trying times. Featuring longtime family RAF, Hokes, & Connor Musarra on production, this collaborative affair of bangers, heaters, and power ballads is sure to find their way into the hearts of even the most discerning musical audiences.

Poignancy & buoyancy collide inside the void over a deceptively spritely beat, sounding the fanfare of empowering jubilance that is "Glisten". Gleaming, glowing, glimmering bursts of light wash over us in the potential of a new day. Reflections on stark realities, condemnations of a willfully ignorant world, & thoughts of self-sabotage float overhead like remnants of the night sky dissipating into the warm rays of dawn, as these disparate elements metamorphize into a beautifully vivacious bop. Ghost Noises is no stranger to acknowledging the presence of life's bleakest hurdles, but this time comes with a firm foot forward towards our loveliest shine. "I Don't Give A Damn" swiftly follows, with a similar proclamation of self confidence aimed at naysayers, detractors, & loquacious haters everywhere. Synthesized from years of live performances, a Warp Records dollar bin, & the lost demo tapes of the unreleased rock opera turned feature film "Home of the $4000 Funeral", we're met with an anthemic display of confidence beamed in directly from the abyss. Laments of shallow music scene prospects deftly glide amidst extraterrestrial melodies courtesy of the twisted mind of Connor Musarra, alternating between "finding wisdom within alienation" and "talking shit from way up inside a UFO". Music for when you need to give a cold shoulder to hollow behavior, but you're still feeling cool as a cucumber. "Move (Deep Track)", the only song on Fruit recorded in 2020, applies the skeletal spunk & playfulness of UK Funky to the unique-but-familiar dread currently permeating our collective consciousness. Sentimental dub echoes, pre-apocalyptic funk, vocalizations on past times spent in movement, the positive, the negative - all intertwine and encourage us to keep going deeper & MOVE. A reminder that it only takes a few friends & their music to create momentum in a statically tragic world, accented beautifully by RAF's rhythmically percussive production. Two collaborations with the illustrious Hokes aka Bobby Junior come through to close out, with flashes of self love & conviction permeating emotional shrouds of melancholy. Unfiltered joy glimmers beneath an array of fog, smoke, & bass pressure on "Low End Theory" (co-produced by Steel Tipped Dove) chronicling the sparks of insight that one can gain from a hazy night out. Encouraging words of personal betterment greet us in the midst of a deeply enveloping beat, hitting like "Last Night a DJ Saved My Life" blaring out a speaker in the gutter. But hey, we're having fun! Circling the toilet bowl of sublimation lands us at "Buckets", a relatable sonata of brazen yearning for a shred of truth & honesty from the people around us. 2 minutes of refusing to be ground down by exhaustion and isolation, with a middle finger aimed judiciously at toxic actions. Stripping yourself down psychologically & morphing it into music that knocks hard enough for everyone to feel the reverberations.

"Although these 5 songs weren't made with the explicit intent to be released together, the message of persistence, living presently, and refusing stasis courses through & connects them all in their own unique ways. All consist of interactions with brightness, concocted and delivered by Ghost Noises with that mischievous twinkle in their eye. It's up to you, dear listeners, if you want to take these as fruits of knowledge or just sweet & juicy treats to hold on to right now. Thank you and be well" - The Management

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released October 16, 2020

Ghost Noises - lyrics, vocals, additional production

"Glisten" produced by Hokes
"I Don't Give A Damn" produced by Connor Musarra
"Move (Deep Track)" produced by RAF
"Low End Theory (feat. Hokes)" produced by Hokes & Steel Tipped Dove
"Buckets" produced by Hokes

1, 5 mastered by Hokes
2, 3, 4 mastered by Connor Musarra

Artwork by Dan Bortz for Time Change Generator

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Ghost Noises is an existential meltdown with a fog machine and a laugh track.

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