Friday, October 05, 2001

I LOVE 5 MEN
RO G
MUGGS
TIERN EYE MAGIC
MEGA - T
D.Y. Bee

GONE - we love the world we are about to control
Its time for me to send a little respect
To ro - g thats he who puts yours in check
from the land of ol' caboose way back like jack
he can write a tune thats fit for any almanac
the shit that he spits on the strings dont fake
and when grandchildren start to cook he be sure to bake
I state that you be lovin when you see him appear
dont fear its the jeegs that you clearly hear
Tgc back up the trade and we legislate
that these rhymes we find come to us and create
new crowd interogators, pick your pocket we liquidators
We rock a microphone and throw the stand at the party fakers
Set it straighters, hip hop act anticipators
Find yourself wishin down a well for yaki playlist
never go back down that path that left us so cold
we keep this shit fresh thats why we throw out the old

Tuesday, June 12, 2001

it about time i said a big whadup
too long it's been since i brought this up
so whos knows where your coming from to see this
gone in a second and theres nuthin to miss

Tuesday, April 03, 2001

the clockwork beatin' faster as it reaches the time
21 years passes quickly so i'm rapping this rhyme
reminiscent of years spent hitting the strings
and it brings to my head a list of funny things
little wide actions of a congregation
punchinello is down with the youth generation
representing sounds of a new creation
listenin' to each other for inpiration

Sunday, April 01, 2001

in amongst the hype of a big situation
checkmate moves and a reunited nation
an army of players check the checker board in play
taking over with the moves but the moves richochet
so we bring to you straight in the music
thick like a brick we're gonna slam it down slick
in a limerick
and when the day grows older don't fret
you can bet TGC will just be starting their set
so you see? in the end it's always the same
time doesn't matter if your in this game
battle breaking in the fame is how we became
a hip-hop collective that makes others look lame

Saturday, March 31, 2001

standing upfront i'm in the centre of the action
flowin' with the movement and jumping to abstraction
pushin' waves for a little noise substraction
tweakin' levels out and gettin' cool reactions
break it down into sections
and review the perfections
you'll notice how to make the connections
extra-sensory styles of a new age example:
people following the rhythms of a sample
roll, take control and make a bet on yourself
the odds are better than something taken of the shelf



Thursday, March 29, 2001

i write this shit down at a quarter to midnight
it doesn't mean much if it's not in your sight
yet i still write, right? it's my own ambition
to share with ya'll a little bit of lyrical fiction
in addition, a way to test a small prediction
that in 10 years time this rhyme will have no contradiction
keep it real; a simple rule thats easy to live by
rapping is a way in which your thoughts can be clarified

Wednesday, March 28, 2001

mixin' it up

Yesterday we mastered our new album with Don Bartley at 301 studios in Sydney. The recording has 5 tracks in which we added effects, boosted volumes, and gave dynamics. To put into simpler terms, we made it sound FAT. Fatter than most fat things you've ever considered fat. After a 6 hour train ride and no sleep due to an abnormally loud snorer in the same carriage, i spent the early hours of the morning skateboarding around the streets of sydney through the masses of white-collar workers on their way to another day of work. It was quite a strange experience i must say. I was completely aware of everything happening around me although it definately didn't feel like it should be happening at that particular time.

[at the speed of light a culture from a different world moves]

Observing this began to make me wonder where i came into the picture, or whether i belong there at all. I also wondered where my band was. It was almost 10'clock, time to get to the studio, so i rolled on my board to the building marked 301. Up on the 7th floor i sat on a nice lounge in the foyer of the studio, drinking the strongest coffee i have ever dared to drink. 7 minutes passed and the bouys arrived, smiles on faces and very stoked at what was about to take place. I met Don Bartley for the first time and he's a very cool and professional dude, having mixed such bands as the gurge, whitlams, henry's anger and countless other recordings. We spent about 6 hours getting the music sounding sweet and preparing the songs for CD...a very productive day to say the least. The final product now looks a bit closer in the horison, some artwork to touch up and thats about it.

Sunday, March 25, 2001

one

two

three

Saturday, March 24, 2001

wassup

well you made it through this much lyrical madnezz, i thought i might take this opportunity to tell you a bit about what is happening in my life lately. this tuesday the "music behind the words" will be mixed down at 301 studios in Sydney...thats right, TERIYAKI GRANDCHILD recently recorded five cranking tunes and the new album is due for release in the coming month.
Our next show is at my 21st birthday party in a couple of weeks so i'm looking forward to that. By now you are probably convinced that i am the vocalist of this group, what with all this crazy rhyming, but this is actually not the case. I play the guitar and have no great part in the vocals as we have 2 vocalists.. Pows and AndyB, i just like to rhyme as a hobby. The other members of the band are MegaT on bass, Muggs on drums and Tiern on keyboards. The Teriyaki Empire as an entity have been together for a little over 3 years now and we use it to express our personalities through words and music.

till next time,
peace
jeegs.



on a battle star conquest of cosmic proportions
rapping my rhymes with lyrical distortions
in portions i'm chillin' with fat cigars
checkin the stars and wondering who you are
to question this topic in question so far
so take this mic and speak a piece of your mind
and sooner or later your thoughts will combine
you'll get a clearer picture of what your trying to say
then you can lay it over beats that TGC display
today or later into the evening
together all the people will be listening
checkin out the skills that be filling the room
busting out the ceiling and i get a feeling of true pleasure
knocking the house down vibrations be shaking this place to pieces
noise level increases the music releases
good vibes and amplifiers kick in to overload
no need to break the code of this episode
stick with this clique and we'll watch the beat explode
together forever in the rhythmic mode

Wednesday, March 21, 2001

i'm searching through my mind trying to find inpiration
livin' in the centre of a simple recreation
expressing thoughts through a music congregation
with my imagination push the limits of creation
step off the edge of the world and let yourself fall
it's not such a bad thing i'm telling ya'll
in the snowfall sink into the ground once more
before underscore empire does it's encore

Tuesday, March 20, 2001

this is whats it's all about the people jumping high
it's a funny thing to see so let me simplify
we bring everyone together while we amplify
our music so loud like a freaky sci-fi
underlie all the reasoning behind this rhyme
underline all the words i redefine as mine
a design more complex than a DNA
your head rotating in the beat delay
hey, i think i'll stay and waste just one more day
watch the box and let my head decay
still unsure of my vocabulary aims
adrenalin flows in revolutionary frames
mix it up and you'll see it's all the same
playin tricks on your mind like a visionery game

25 frames 1 second of fame
25 frames 1 second of fame
25 frames 1 second of fame
25 frames 1 second of fame



Sunday, March 18, 2001

i'm mystified by the phat beats drilling out the monitor
strange blue
technology is killing what it's made for
change you
the physical mind takes off to explore
the envelopes open and spill the music to the floor
i'm based around this town i found
where bass surrounds producing a sound
so loud it's like an earthquake moving the ground
underneath where i'm standing
i'm falling down

Thursday, March 15, 2001

kick back when the situation's getting out of hand
it's a simple matter no-one seems to really understand
keep the rhythm of my weary self switched on and on
till i crash and let my inner concious steal this song
move along in the direction of the spiritual kind
at least thats what's intended for the beat we find
with this group of brothers i like to call the empire
building states of happiness and setting notes on fire

Tuesday, March 13, 2001

let me start with a check 1 check 2
check in, and let the tgc world tour begin
with a cruise through the city of fines with no crimes
watch the locals freak out at these white behinds
electrical shops, props to the technical plots
of a man who tries selling cool calvin klein tops
now as i grab the mic i start to feel like
these words are coming at you faster than a speed bike
so take a hike if you need to clear your mind
get with it and you’ll find that it’s your time (your time)
my time to share the knowledge of my crew
that be tgc representing sounds of the new
while we sit here in studio flava and drink the cheap cola
moving to the stage we're running like lola
but i gotta get back to the country town, frown
if you end up moving forward i’ll be stayin down
the director be directing us in opposite directions
but it doesn't change the level of this crew's projections

Monday, March 12, 2001

I am hypnotized, paralyzed of the scenes
listening to accents it’s nothing like i’ve seen
or heard before, still we work towards
building up this empire
building up the rewards

Saturday, March 10, 2001

it's a saturday i feel i need attention from the audience
i'm here to tell you about this crazy coincidence
people on a venture of life for a new sound
well we're giving it to them straight through the express underground
yeah this is how we're livin' no trace of negativity
making music beyond realms of practicality
the tgc momentum bounces higher every time
i rap the verse with a curse and send the gravity in reverse
world's collide, i confide to the feelings i have inside
everyday is like a lesson about how to keep the pride
as the earth spins faster over time things change (but that’s expected)
so whats the point lets play the notes neglected...

Thursday, March 08, 2001

why do the people have to make sense of the non-sense?
leave it to disappear and you'll see no relevance
when you realise through multiple eyes the universe multiplies
and galaxies are larger than anyone can recognize
it's something you can visualize enough to hypnotize
as i improvise and philosophize

Wednesday, March 07, 2001

yo this be jeegs and hip-hop's the style we play
if you've noticed where we're going well
it's all da way around the world
to your destination and our beats be habitating
from the Earth to the Sun
where's Professor? confessor of the bizzical sounds
his beats be too heavy they're at 487 pounds
yeah it's baseic
1...2...3... you know what i mean
we're goin haywire in this teriyaki empire
hello people

I though i might take this opportunity to let ya'll know about a very inspirational group known simply as 311. All five members of the band grew up in the 1970's in Omaha, Nebraska. They play music of a funk style, with hip-hop and reggae influences. The group have strong beliefs about living with positivity and this is reflected through the music and lyrics. People often ask what your favourite band is and most usually have a few in mind, i have many, but the inspiring lyrics and musical talent of 311 will always stand on top.

"stay gettin' it on till the doubt is gone
if you could be dissuaded you were dead all along
like whats up now you can't fade me
still in that same old trade of positivity"
- Nicholas Lofton Hexum.

Tuesday, March 06, 2001

BMX bandit, what the hell is he doing
cruisin like a dumbass comes natural to him
blindfolded, his poor skillz stop the music
waiting to take a beatdown from my clique.

Monday, March 05, 2001

check 1 2

Saturday, March 03, 2001

*************For the TGC Clique*************
(and any1 else out there who happened to stumble upon this page)

wassup, and welcome...
at this point in time the purpose of this site is to express my thoughts among the empire and the world, whenever or wherever they happen to come to my head. i use it to catalogue my rhymes over time so that i don't lose those little scraps of paper, and for the ease of finding lyrics when needed.
in the future i hope to build on this idea and make the site a "collaboration"
where anyone can share a bit of word....
i hope you enjoy the site and if you have any questions or comments feel free to contact me.

peace,
jeegs