Fast Life Cafe

by SHAM

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This is an adventure we took, together we bring you 8 songs of emotion, feelings and pure raw hip hop, We hope you feel these choices of sounds, connect with the concept and continue to support Sham, his vision of music is as intense as some of the greatest artists before us. This is the beginning of a SHAM adventure ....the story will continue this spring of 2015 with the album " Lost ".

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released December 21, 2014

Recorded and Mastered at : Carotte Studio Mtl.
Lyrics and Cover by : Sham
Beats by : Red
Special Thanks and Respects to : da cheebacheebakid

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Track Name: Fast Life Cafe
FAST LIFE CAFÉ

Welcome to the fast life café
where minutes turn to days
that waste away in ashtrays
days turn in to month's
& a year feels like a decade
same shit new day, get high or get paid
you know the game
selling sunshine in the rain
in an alley way trying to get away from everything
taking anything till I can't feel a thing
auto pilot mind state spreading wings over paper plates
crashing like paper planes with a suicide note to explain
my scattered brain
In this anorexic food chain
clouded by the snow in the snow globe
I’m just trying to get high so that I can crack the ozone
And I aint even from here I’m just a E.T. trying to go home
Living life at light speed I got no time to be free
Hitching rides with D.U.I.’s
As I swerve from side to side
Trying to make it outside, this sad place
Where minutes turn to days and colors turn to shades
Where honey’s parade the sex trade
Trading aids for Band-Aids
But never mind that’s a piece of mind you never pay
But a piece of ass is worth the cash
If the victim is a slave
Cuz it feels good to feel your pain
Without hearing you complain
trying to make the change with the change in your pocket
but all that really pays is giving brains and getting topless
can you please help me sir? What do you prefer? Officer?
In the office-or a motel for your pleasure
A slave for your leisure with pain you couldn’t measure
But whatever let’s talk weather and forget about it, Money we all about it
& we wilding for the wallet that be growling loudest
We all sick of feeling powerless
Where predators prowl where we rest
new age miners dig with blades
Blasting trough any lucky body with the lottery the size of caves
and you aint got to be Jhonny to get blazed
Trying to get the maximum collecting minimum wage
crime pays even politicians surf the crime wave
I’m searching for my blind date so we can team up and escape
From this fake faith set in place
Setting us in place in rich men’s waste
I be racing till the end of time
Till it’s the end I find
And all that’s left of me are my dying lines

Welcome to the fast life café. Now what can I get you?
Yeah we got over the counter drugs we got under the counter drugs. We got kids we got girls we got androids we got steroids we got guns we got bombs you can gamble or you can pawn
Anything goes as long as you are ready to go.......
Now, what can I get you?
Track Name: Blow Your Mind
BLOW YOUR MIND

I have no Mercy like a mercenary
Just another job another bod I gotta bury
Gotta hurry hurry
Arm my force like the military
And I’m at war everyday in this cemetery
Aint nothing fair when you standing in a cross hair
Cross over to where hell we already there
I got a bullet to share with anyone with a pair of ears
And I’m a paint on your walls with your inner fears
I’m a Martian sent here to interfere
Poking at your 3rd eye while planes disappear
Blast a portal trough your skull
A black whole sucking all
Watching body’s fall over another
Your the mark I’m the gunner
Jumping out of the dumpster
I’m controlled by my hunger
Your the prey I’m the hunter
I’ve been praying you under-stand
I put a bullet to your mind and watch it expand

2X I see your lights out let me turn it on
Put your helmet on
Cuz I’m a drop the bomb
Stepping over lines your in my line of fire
I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire

Typical serial killer
Seriously killing for dinner
Horror suspense and a thriller
So cold you call me a chiller
Chilling outside of your building
Waiting to see that door swinging
Slipping in like a villain
My only trace is emissions
Killing you is the mission
Gone missing go fishing
Find your place and quit wishing
Man I wish you would listen
My blood sweat in this rhythm
Ready to blow out your system
It’s a blow out we living blowing on flames from hell’s kitchen
I see you ducky’s be sitting the way I shoot I aint missing
I’m a blow out your mind so I can see what you thinking
See staying alive means I gotta keep killing
Get the message it’s pissing blood all over your living room
Reciting to the writings on the wall of your stoned tomb
But don’t worry I’ll pull the trigger and take you home soon
And you can live everyday like a full moon

I see your lights out let me turn it on
Put your helmet on
Cuz I’m a drop the bomb
Stepping over lines your in my line of fire
I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire
I see your lights out let me turn it on
Put your helmet on
Cuz I’m a drop the bomb
Stepping over lines your in my line of fire
I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire
I think your lights out
I think your lights out I think your lights out
I think your lights out
I think your lights out
I see your lights out let me turn it on
Put your helmet on
Cuz I’m a drop the bomb
Stepping over lines your in my line of fire
I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire
I see your lights out let me turn it on
Put your helmet on
Cuz I’m a drop the bomb
Stepping over lines your in my line of fire
I’m a blow your mind and set this world on fire
I think your lights out
I think your lights out I think your lights out
I think your lights out
I think your lights out
I think your lights out
I think your lights out
I think your lights out....
Track Name: Broke T'ill I Die
BROKE T’ILL I DIE


X2 I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by
I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy


Money is so scarce
my wheel of fortune is a broken Ferris
my life is like a Paris Hilton sex tape
I get fucked up and showcase it for an interest
the kid fucked up without the incest
my life interest is lost inside a mic
now I spend my nights taking fire out the dragons bite
I'm that new age slayer
decapitating traitors with a razor
a grim reaper saviour
with the slow kill flavour
killing me would be doing this game a favour
for my ideas are meant to free us
from this capitalistic street dust
where police want to beat us
and no one wants to be us
I got a belly just as empty as my bank account
I'm on a mount trying to keep count of the body count
yo I live on the edge nigga call me blade
a day walking bloodsucker seeing the world trough my shades
am I an optimistic slave
in a futuristic age
where the city is a motherfucking cage!

X4 I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by
I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy

I'm too broke to have an identity that's store bought
Mc's talk binary like a robot
go go gadget dough-bot
I kick thoughts off a soap box for the poor lot
I got a twisted soul with a sore not
my life's a mystery that couldn't be solved by Sherlock
talk like a warlock on a plank walk
I'm shark food shoot tunes out my harpoon as I rhyme out my cartoon
the Dr. doom of these neo rappers silver spooned
I'm just a tick and a boom away from kicking you to the moon
I'm a graduated space cadet
majored in special effects
to give you something you can feel
something you can test
something so surreal so real in the flesh
caught up in this contest
to contest as best I can in this conquest
call it my con-quest
if it wasn’t for the world I’d be harmless
now give me everything you got
even the change in the arm rest

I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by
I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy
I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by
I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy
I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by
I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy
I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by
I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy
I'm a be broke till I die
I'm a be broke till I die
Broke till I die
I'm a be broke till I die
I'm a be broke till I die trying to get by
I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by
I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy
I'm a be broke till I die-die trying to get by
I can’t rely on a life that I cannot buy
Track Name: Dream Chaser
DREAM CHASER

For real yo I kick a flow with a steel toe
Smoked the haystack that was hiding my needle
Now I'm rocking like a beetle on a planet full of box headed people
Life is a battle like good and evil there is no sequel
Yeah only now matters so I rap like a turntable bastard
Driven by the questions that we never seem to answer
What is life? What is wrong? What is right?
Ahhh fuck it pass the Mic
Fuck the kids like pastor Mic
Aint no master of my mastermind
Chasing after dreams only seen with my 3rd eye

4X I’m just chasing a dream
Stuck in between
Where I wanna go
And where I’m sick of being

I hail from a pig pen on the highest peak of the Everest
Where we are wonderless in the wilderness
Grabbed and compressed and repressed into lines
Expressed on express just to stick with the times
I'm bigger than the mountain that I’m trying to climb
And I’m deeper than the ocean that I’ve chosen to drown in
Rummaging for dreams in the lost and found and
Found myself lost with a pocket full of thoughts
Sick of the small talk with closed minded Cyclops
Cuz freedom aint in your pockets it’s behind my eye sockets

5x I’m just chasing a dream
Stuck in between
Where I wanna go
And where I’m sick of being
I’m just chasing a dream
Stuck in between
I’m just chasing a dream
Stuck in between
Where I wanna go
And where I’m sick of being
I’m just chasing a dream
Stuck in between
Where I wanna go
And where I’m sick of being
Track Name: Get That Dough
GET THAT DOUGH

I be out the door
Before the sun can soar
Won’t be back for sure
gotta get , gotta get, gotta get that dough
Dough, dough, dough, dough, dough
Gotta get that dough
Dough, dough, dough, dough, dough
I be going up and down
Trying to find my stable ground
I be going round and round
Dough, dough, dough, dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that get that get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough

I gotta get it cash or credit
Remix or Red-edit
Reality is a world that I edit
I'm on Monsanto soil trying to harvest my lettuce
Set in a setting that just keeps on re-setting
stressing like I've been in recession since my recess weed sessions
necessity is the mother of invention
I’m just a poor little nigger trying to get the world’s attention
Sick of pre tending I’m part of a happy ending
Me and misery met in an arrange wedding
And life’s a bitch I just keep on forgetting
Sentenced to a life of depression
Till I work enough to die on my pension
Going back and forth till I find a way to teleport
Out this fort-tress
Can’t die here can’t afford this
Chained to a contract like a cordless
Swimming with the sharks like a swordfish
I’m just trying to get my cut
Like a musk-a-teer
Trying to live happy in a world of fear
But there’s a price for that
I gotta fight for that
Kill the CAP and take his treasure map
Born in this trap where all we do is stack
Some wear ski masks and some sell crack
Some sell their body other’s sell their soul
I’m a sell my mind and tax the world

I be out the door
Before the sun can soar
Won't be back for sure
gotta get , gotta get, gotta get that dough
Dough, dough, dough, doudgh, dough
Gotta get that dough
Dough, dough, dough, dough, dough
I be going up and down
Trying to find my stable ground
I be going round and round
Dough, dough, dough, dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that get that get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough, dough, dough


I’m a dying breed dying to feed
Like a vampire’s seed sniffing out what bleeds
If life has a price where’s is my receipt
My guarantee damage warranty
In case a war breaks out and I die at sea
Die un-free or crack like humpty dumpty
In front of a pack of hungry monkeys
Monkey do what monkey see
Monkey do wars and atrocity’s
Play real life like monopoly
Till everybody now gotta pay to breathe
Pay to eat, pay to be
Pay your life & all it’s fees
Cuz living FREE don’t come FREE
it takes everything you got to keep up with the beat
Some make house calls with tricks and treats
Kept on repeat till the sweets rot your teeth
Some people got needs that they can’t afford
Staring at starships that they can’t aboard
Minimum wage holding up the corner store
can’t spend my life scrubbing wall street floors
I run with the leaders not the follower’s
follow words that lead forward out of locked doors
Torture’s an encore I can’t endure
& dreams is a thing that I can’t ensure
So I be out the door
Before the sun can soar
Wont be back for sure
I gotta get gotta get gotta get gotta get gotta get that dough

gotta get that dough
Dough, dough, dough, doudgh, dough
Gotta get that dough
Dough, dough, dough, dough, dough
I be going up and down
Trying to find my stable ground
I be going round and round
Dough, dough, dough, dough,
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that get that get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that get that get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that get that get that dough (dough)
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that get that get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough
Get that dough dough dough dough.......
Track Name: Iron Fist
IRON FIST

I'm the product of a broken home
My spirits been broken to bits of bricks
And I’m slowly rebuilding it
Over a pile of flesh and bones
On my own
Accompanied by the voices in my dome
I swear there’s another me
A better me
I'm just the evil clone
Predisposed to be disposed of
The lack of love has me exposed to drugs
Wondering what dreams are made of
Kidnapped by the music and trapped
By the intrusive abusive illusive nuisance
Drawing flaws in my blue print
Nothing is given away
So used to being broke it’s in my DNA
Same shit new day beg another DJ
To let my music play
Chained to pocket change on the underground lane
Entertain the markets sheep off the train with my pain
What you see is what you get
Aint no special effects
The only chain I got
Is the one that’s linked to your neck
The only brain I got
Has been damaged trough experiments
Of escaping my environment
Picking up the mic raising up my iron fist
My iron fist my iron fist


X3 I be picking up the mic raising up my iron fist
My iron fist
My iron fist

Over protective defective
Losing our essence becoming over excessive
Consuming anti depressants
Provoked to become aggressive super imposed to keep stressing
Planned tension
Life is too fucking expensive
Spoon fed with plastic to auto destruct
My world was born inside a panic room built to erupt
Leaders corrupt
And most my idols are suicidal
Now I’ve grown into an extra vile child
Searching for a smile in a pile errors and trials
Underrated is my reality
Sneaking out the laboratory of casualties
To value life without fatality
See killing is the mentality
you gotta be a beast to beat this animality
losing our quality's in our over growing quantities
Grown in quarantined economies
This is a con anomaly
Where crimes are done so commonly
There aint no calming me
Have no choice to rise above I can hear the mic is calling me
Drawing me in to this wicked whirlwind
I could never let the tyrants of this wicked world win
Warrior SHAM giving an iron fisting


8X picking up the mic raising up my iron fist
My iron fist
My iron fist
Track Name: Rabbit Hole
RABBIT HOLE


2X sniffing and drinking and
mixing my juice in
popping and smoking
and poking my sweet skin

no the party never stops on my clock
give me a line give me a shot
I just only feel alive when my heart pops like a jack in a box
Put a beat in a box and beam up like Scotty puffing moon rocks
Moon walking on earth like I don’t belong
Floating out of reality with all the drugs I’m on
Dancing with Alice as we tumble down the rabbit hole
Sharing coke with polar bears in the North pole
and the streets be like a dance floor when youv'e popped at least four
get to shaking like bacon in a seizure
cooking up an appetite I think I need more
can't afford to restore to heal my sores
just a lion in a cage roaring for a reward
so bored of this game on a board
I throw myself overboard looking to score
praying to drug lords preaching at corner store's
I want the cake and the change in the concession plate
I'm on a party train only stopping if it detonates
drowning in the debts I make in the depths of lake
where monsters shake bags of happiness before my eyes
they got me hooked I'm a fish with a dollar sign
Life's a rollercoaster and I enjoy the high's
catch me digging with a key in a snowy mine
I can't see clearly I got snowy mind

4X sniffing and drinking and
mixing my juice in
popping and smoking
and poking my sweet skin

can't learn from my own lessons
wasn't baptized I have no blessings
why pray? When I don't know who I'm addressing
stretching my depression
popping pills like breath mints
to cut the tension without bringing the pain to attention
time for me to go in another direction
I'm leaving this world for a better dimension
injecting Mic check 1, 2 testing
drenched in poison is my aura
without my medicine life's horror
My energy is anti solar - my soul is so far from its holder
tell the coroner he can find me in any rooms corner
teleporting to space’s vast corridor
with a tinfoil hat and a tape recorder
this is your alienated galactic reporter
coming to you live from Pandora
just short of a quarter of a court order
I’m a sorcerer at the source like an oiler
diving in oceans of potions
following omens that are fatally potent
reciting poems of a puzzled life with broken components
breaching out of hell trough an outer body deployment
find me sky walking over to paradise for a moment
turning torment to enjoyment
at times I wonder if I die! would anyone notice?

sniffing and drinking and
mixing my juice in
popping and smoking
and poking my sweet skin
sniffing and drinking and
mixing my juice in
popping and smoking
and poking my sweet skin
sniffing and drinking and
mixing my juice in
sniffing and drinking and
mixing my juice in
sniffing and drinking and
mixing my juice in
popping and smoking
and poking my sweet skin
Track Name: Running
RUNNING
(Bob Marley Chorus )

I’m running from my debts
Running from regrets
Running from the stress I make with every step I take into my death
I can remember now how I was always told
I’d die old in this hell hole
Who me? Hell no!
I’m running from this city
Running from my past
Used to run door to door to stack a little cash
But the torch I lit burnt down to ash
Now I’m back broke on my ass
Rapping in the metro for a dash of your pocket spice
Add it to empty life
Empty so I’m out for more out the door
Tripping over cords as I record this torture that I can’t endure
Living life is fast forward
Trying to find something to die for
Or evolve in another life form
Running through the storm with nothing on to feel the lightning
Rapping to the sirens chasing me all the way to Zion

( Bob Marley Chorus )

I’m running from my troubles
Only packed my hustle
I’m running from myself
Left my body on my belt
I’m running from my fears running to disappear
running through the clear to the edge of the hemisphere
Running, running all alone
Roaming beyond the danger zone
To find a home to call my own
With microphone throne's to sit upon this dark kingdom
Where we are drawn to not question what’s going on
till guns are drawn and lives are gone
every month here is Ramadan
so, so long till Babylon
I’ll babble on & battle on
Till all is gone Armagedon
Bring it on!
I’m running to the future
I’m running from my past
Running from this world
Dragging down my ass
I’m running trough your trash
Running by like flash
Trying to find a way out this urban Alcatraz