Every once in a while there comes a time when an artist TRULY inspires me…not like the kind of inspiration that makes me feel like i could have done it myself and its cool and all but my shit is better….like a TRUE inspiration that makes me feel like there is still a purpose in this world for musical art that unapologetically comes from the soul and makes you feel weird, great, sour, happy,  and before you know it you’re dancing by yourself in a room with no mirors and no judgements….THOSE types of artists that make me feel like THAT way are slim…and when i have the privilege of not only knowing said artist, but working side by side with said artist, i KNOW that there is a purpose for all the madness we go through simply to share our souls as true musicians with others.  So….thank you thank you THANK YOU to Gordon Voidwell, homie, friend, brother from another mother, inspiration, and TRUE artist……he gave us a taste, in the form of a mixtape, of the brilliance we should be expecting in the near future with a full-length album coming soon….and I assure you its nothing to sneeze at….and trust me i sneeze a lot

DOWNLOAD THE MALCOLM XXX MCLAREN! MIXTAPE HERE

See, when I went to grade school, everybody played it cool

Mixie in a fancy school, bending with the right fools

Up under the white girls, hide away my tight curls

Nappy nappy heads tucked away in braids and ponytails

Then I went to high school, gossip girls in private schools

Up under the white boys, don’t be loud stop making noise

Bought a just for me box, relax away the me parts

Nappy nappy heads shed with chemicals of lead

You say I got that good hair, very very good hair

Always work it through with a fine toothed comb

But I think you got that good hair, nappy nappy good hair

Never work it through with a fine-toothed comb

Ah ah ah ah ah, look yourself in the mirror

Ah ah ah ah ah, look yourself in the mirror

Then I went to college, lucky lucky we in the university meeting other girls like me

Getting militant with black men, don’t want no more relax then

Shave your nappy nappy head, grow a natty naty dred

Graduated into real worlds with higher knowledge

Insecurities turned to jokes and songs like these

But I wish you loved your good hair, your nappy nappy good hair

Without a texturizer or a fine toothed comb

Like a lock that was a dread, like a wrap you wear to bed

Like a wig just for the head, like relaxers made of lead

Like the hair that always sheds, like the puffy words they said,

Like the magazines you read, rejecting ego’s never fed

Like extensions not your hair, like fake ponytails for flare

Like the girl who touched my fro for a touch she’d never know

Like the white girls with the braids done on islands in the shade

Like the asian with the perm, foreheads curled and then they’re burned

Just like everybody always wants what they don’t have

rollercoasters in woods

You and me

There was a time we couldn’t see the sky and didn’t care about each other

Always caught-up in the madness, while being dramatic over our own sadness

Fearing the unknown is excuse for staying home

Always sheltered by your comfort zone

And fearing happy days is excuse for playing games

Always sheltered by your haze

Now picture me, in an innocent dream, like a PG-13 movie

Just picture me, like a fairy-tale innocent dream in a PG-13 movie

I wanna get stuck on a rollercoaster with you, all alone, and escape on a ride

I wanna get lost in the woods and stay there with you, in the night, with nothing but a flashlight

I wanna get stuck on a rollercoaster with you, all alone, and escape on a ride

I wanna get lost in the woods and stay there with you, in the night, with nothing but a flashlight

We get lost, in our impure thoughts, living like robots, in the web get caught

In the back out our minds lies a future so diving why are we so blind?

If the one who knows the most knows the ignorance they boast makes their fate a haunged ghost

Then the one who sheds their tears sheds their fears, is enchanted like a child of many years

We are sitting in a tree k-I-s-s-I-n-g

Looking at the pretty things, that you would not let me see

We are sitting on a boat, rowing just to stay afloat

We are sitting on a cloud, help each other laugh out loud

We are sitting in a tree, k-I-s-s-I-n-g

Looking at the pretty things, that you would not let me see

We are sitting on a boat, we are sitting on a cloud

We are sitting in a tree k-I-s-s k-I-s-s

skinny skinny

She’s into fashion all the girls they wanna look like her

But when she looks up in the mirror all she sees there is an ugly girl

And late at night when no one’s watching then she eats and throws it up

And its like everybody wanna know what made the girl so pretty pretty

To look really skinny skinny she cant eat her dinny dinny

She looks really skinny skinny she cant eat her dinny its like

Everybody wanna know what made the girl so pretty pretty

To look really skinny skinny she cant eat her dinny dinny

She looks really skinny skinny she cant eat her dinny and she

She makes me wonder, she makes me sad

She likes to party eating rock candy for dinner blow it up her nose

She shoots a photo in a bikini can never see the skina and bones

She oes out dancing with her friends, pretends to laugh then goes hoem crying

She goes to dinner with her man, secret bathroom trips again to throw it up

And its like everybody wanna know what made the girl so pretty pretty

To look really skinny skinny she cant eat her dinny dinny

She looks really skinny skinny she cant eat her dinny its like

Everybody wanna know what made the girl so pretty pretty

To look really skinny skinny she cant eat her dinny dinny

She looks really skinny skinny she cant eat her dinny and she

She makes me wonder, she makes me sad

If she’s a tree, she’s a stick, she’s a freak, perfect pic,

She’s so hungry she’s a bitch, well obviously

There’s something wrong with this pretty pic

There’s something wrong something wrong wrong wrong

see the rainbows

If I escape from here see you another time

I am surrounded by a restless whine

That likes to feed on my and beings of my kind

Only way out is to suppress these fears

By the consumption of as much as I can bear

And make once it gets me to this place

I can walk slowly again

Looking into my eyes. Never ever be surprised

I hope you don’t mind

I’d rather see the streets fill up with dancing mimes

instead of sleeping creatures of the night

the screaming voices turned to music made of light

fireflies whispering into my ears

smiling strangers kissing ones I love instead of tears

I hope you don’t mind that I want

raindrop gummy-bears, leprechauns in underwear

take me to a place where I can see the rainbows

catch me, honestly, flowers fall in love with me

take me to a place where I can see the rainbows

I hope its ok, that I’ve created worlds inside surrounding me

The black gets thicker on the outside layer

And memories they fail me more and more we play

So dance around with me forget this world

And lets pretend that we were little boys and girls

And let them know I said I hope its ok

If I don’t come back from here remember me one day

Cuz where were going they have

raindrop gummy-bears, leprechauns in underwear

take me to a place where I can see the rainbows

catch me, honestly, flowers fall in love with me

take me to a place where I can see the rainbows

free your mind with my captain

nothings wrong with my captain

sympathize with my captain

nothing’s wrong with my captain

dress.up

Scenester scenester who are you, do you have a name and do you have a clue, any kind of passion what are you about, aside from always going out, on the town just to look fly, meeting strangers dont ask why, in this scene you think’s so cool — see through strobe-lights, drunken fools— friends for show and coked-up tools, dont just stand there break the rules, dont just stand there

they want me to act right, shine under a blacklight, playing dress-up is a task, im a stranger in a mask, they want me to act right, shine under a blacklight, playing dress-up is a task, your a stranger in a mask, playing dress-up

everybody’s playing dress-up

scenester scenester on your way, out the door who am i today, should i be the girl who’s flashy? meet a famous dude and get nasty? or maybe i should dress like a hipster, lumberjack shirt leather boots go to willyburg, or today i’ll just go to A Apparell-land, buy some gold leggings with a matching gold headband worn around my forehead like a faux-native-american

they want me to act right, shine under a blacklight, playing dress-up is a task, im a stranger in a mask, they want me to act right, shine under a blacklight, playing dress-up is a task, your a stranger in a mask, playing dress-upplaying dress-upeverybody’s playing dress-up

because the girls look so good but their minds are not ready, so here we go

and the boys look so good but their minds are not ready, so here we go

so. have. i.

Have you ever found out something that you never wanted

Have you ever told a secret that was always haunted

Have you ever been embarrassed and in love with an ex

Have you been inebriated and forgot about the sex

Did you ever act a fool with a fool acting cool but didn’t know your name

Did you ever tell a lie to the one who was in love with you over again

Have you ever been guilty of a liar liar pants on fire

Get to sick and tired that you want to give it up

Have you ever been haunted by a mad memory, remember me

You don’t want it but, never give it up

So have I

Have you ever gotten sick and thrown up on somebody

Have you ever been so broke you had to steal the money

Have you ever had to party so you got a DUI

Have you ever been so angry for no reason punched a guy

Did you ever have a friend that you never saw again

Did you ever take a pill to escape a world of sin

Have you ever stopped believing cuz believing is deceiving

Did you ever think twice about the doctors in white?

Have you ever been guilty of a liar liar pants on fire

Get to sick and tired that you want to give it up

Have you ever been haunted by a mad memory, remember me

You don’t want it but, never give it up

 So have I

mr. insomniac

Hey Mister Insomniac I wonder why you feel so dead and gone

You can’t help it but it seems that every night you’re all alone

Footsteps creeping in the hallway daydreams turned to nightmares

Your days are filled with false realities and nights are void of dreams

I’m wide-awake, night and day

Can’t perceive life from dreams

Close my eyes and I try to let go

I walk around asleep ‘cause day is stealing all my dreams

And my insomniac is taking over

You walk around cuz day is stealing all your dreams

And your insomniac is taking over

He talks around asleep cuz day is stealing all his dreams and his insomniac is taking over

We talk around asleep cuz day is stealing all our dreams

And our insomniac is taking over

Her Mrs. insomniac your sadness keeps you wide-awake at night

Satisfaction with your life is not enough to sleep so right

Footsteps creeping in the hallway daydreams turned to nightmares

Your nights are filled with false realities and days are void of dreams

I’m wide-awake, night and day

Can’t perceive life from dreams

Close my eyes and I try to let go

technology

At the end of the world

I want to know what makes us so much better and apart from them

And at the end of the world

All the computers and the phones wont save us from them

Still we run away

From the life we used to feel see if I’m still real

Or am I just a virtual dream

Breathing only incubation living in technology

Virtual sweet things

Will make you believe things

Like virtual lifestyles

And virtual friends

Virtual assess, made behind virtual glasses

Where virtual masses, will fall for a sin

Virtual chicks, sucking virtual dicks

Now my virtual hand’s cramped again

Virtual dicks, fucking virtual chicks

Now my virtual hand’s cramped again

I’m breathing technology

I’m eating technology

I’m bleeding technology

Maybe its me technology

If it’s the end of the world as we know it go outside and remember the sky

And if it’s the end of the world, take a look in someone’s eyes and remember what their face looks like

Are they a virtual dream?

I spy that something’s not quite right with the technology

my boyfriend your girlfriend

 I like to get creative with my sexuality

And I don’t think theres something wrong with doing freaky things

Some girls suppressed wear pleaded skirts and wait for diamond rings

Some girls depressed and trapped—they judge, so insecure

But me I kiss-stroke-bite-choke

Lose the tension with the one who makes you feel so good

Then just let it go and get it

 On, its on

My boyfriend likes to get it on, its on

His girlfriend likes to get it on

Its on, its on lets get it on

 She likes to get creative with her girlfriend every day

He likes it when they touch and flirt and do it playfully

I own the pleasure that he give cuz he knows what I like

And I don’t feel the ones who stress-out all day cuz at night I

 Kiss-stroke-bite-choke

Switch positions teach me something new

Me on top of you

Let them watch us while we get it

On, its on

My boyfriend likes to get it on, its on

His girlfriend likes to get it on

Its on, its on lets get it on

He’ll come back the very next day

You thought he wasn’t gonna but he couldn’t stay away

life of luxury

Looking at the world through the eyes of a baby girl

Impressions are observing strangers’ lives in parallel

Forming your own understandings of the circus and the psycho’s

You witness as the questions and the answers they unveil

They never told me all the girls would be so mean and make me cry

And they never told me I would lose my first love to another girl

They never said they boys out on the street would try to play me

And they never told me I could get so twisted and so high

But I tried to get it right and now I want to

Bounce Drop, make it stop

Live a life of luxury

Don’t believe the hype when you think you’ve heard of me

I was a weird little girl, in a sneaky little world

Don’t worry when the table turn, all you got to do for me is

Bounce

The haters were the players in a game I never played or won

But the fiction in their minds remain to guide their so-called lives

Existing in a world where all’s supposed to work against me

The rules I chose to follow were designed to be my own

after the followers so hollow never once threw me a bone

but maybe now we can lead those masses to a place they’ve never been

just like the Pharaoh’s and the Fascists what’s alike is they don’t win

because a glass that’s never broken is a glass that’s never used

and a mind that’s never opened is a mind that stays abuse

at least I tried to get it right, and now I want to

Bounce Drop, make it stop

Live a life of luxury

Don’t believe the hype when you think you’ve heard of me

I was a weird little girl, in a sneaky little world

Don’t worry when the table turn, all you got to do for me is

Bounce