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DTLA (Pico-Union) Based Hip Hop Artist J. Bless Drops New Video – “No Excuses” DTLA (Pico-Union) based independent Hip Hop artist J. Bless drops new video "No Excuses", off his latest album!

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LA (Pico-Union) Resident J. Bless Releases New Album - "No Excuses"

LA (Pico-Union) Resident J. Bless Releases New Album – “No Excuses”

LA (Pico-Union) resident J. Bless drops new album titled “No Excuses“.

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When I believe in something You might as well believe in me 'Cause I'm a well so well adversed in adversity And Gandolf wizardry. That would be tragic if the magic wasn't properly applied. Straight to ride from the ocean for the price of your tide. Slide from space my birth place and time Our race is all odds. And all these tears that my broad cries Blurin' the fine lines between life And the fine lines the pen glides. Love expression adolescence to your orca And still survive like the order the mortar. Appetite despite fable then labeled to surface sight. Tabloid voids misunderstand and mistype. I told you I'm the big sky and the baby blue kite. Molded from mortar just to write and recite To final twist of dumb and index for your light bulbs. In the middle of your night floods. Yo I kick poly-rhythems and policic over isim Woke up with night vision on a mission. 'Cause we walk side walks like live stalk. Signs tell us where to move and stop. Bird from the first out the wood shop. Looking for the switch but the light is right here. I'm an earth feeler and the crystals so clear. Where people are so closed they say it's all fear. One love thugs they bless both ears. I broadcast in broadband for broad interest For those four hundred miles away Or four inches. I don't spit censes. I kick a stiff sentence. Hit your head hard like pro balls or monkey wrenches. Now you need stitches. We weave verbs visions And leave steeze embedded in Nutra-gang sentences. Food for thought, understatement Give me this microphone I intro-vein this beat to beat pavement. If you're a passenger in this shit then who's drivin'? I twist metal into microphone and break silence. But a first time it's Anybody been approved for this weird science. Formula shakes the room. If you're a passenger in this shit then who's drivin'? I twist metal into microphones and break silence. Violence is a fact of life Livin' on an island they ain't acting right Shady acts in they own corners under traffic lights. When I snatch the might I take it back to ice age to the present tence from the weight of the days in this maze. And it's the way that they doin' it Making it vodo look stooper  With slogans in sound wastage In american toonalage. Puterlers accumulating the tips To mutilate the bounces and bowls into your soul Investigate very toiled rates of real sound From the hearty fate spit what most don't say Because they probably can't. Change your position in the physical to be a mover And the mind is infinitely more difficult. It's a rude principal. Governments kill individuals. Locked up for the most minimal of violations In this fast food nation. Cause alarm and constipation With alarm and implication. So I start to walk in haste from From squints to star gazing I saw amazing grace get trapped in space stations. Blast off to location Live to your station. Revolations of madness I seen it as I passed it. Some say I'm too laid back but fuck that. It's like water flows calm it can lay you out flat. The sun say I'm too abstract You want that label you reach out and grab that. You feel my science fuckin' leaking through your bone wraps. That mean you skin but then again Epidemic soul straps. Hold that.