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i feel stir crazy

by quangou aka:steebee weebee

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Jonny tsunami
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Jonny tsunami Trippy.

I wonder if lil ray and beep will ever escape their current Astral plane. Favorite track: i feel stir crazy.
Ivan_Patrick
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Ivan_Patrick Awesome album Steve! Love it, i've been listening to it for weeks. Love the lil ray features & Raw old school rap feel. I just had to buy it. I would love to see Bobby feature in one of your albums one day if not any of your many cool friends. I think an Album with the theme of brotherhood would be amazing. Your stories of growing up as a younger brother and that identity is sprinkled all over your wonderful stories. Also when will we see a live performance in your channel/podcast! Love it!
CharlesThaFirst
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CharlesThaFirst Love the album Steebee! I love the lyrics and the dreamlike melody in “how do you go”. Support this artist! Favorite track: how do you go?.
stevonub420
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stevonub420 great album!! oh rodeo man is a instant classic!! Favorite track: oh rodeo man (feat: Little Ray).
backwrd
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backwrd Stirred to perfection. Every album just gets a little better each time. never stop steeb <3
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skip skip(lyrics) My buddy Skip is a trip-feeling blue like a crip. Framed for robbing a bank-letting loose from the hip. He really couldn't predict the script-a soul full of angst.Him and Harry were woodpeckers, did a song and dance at bank. Who has a shank-is it Skip filled with dread? Perpetrators took their costumes taking all the bread. Which lead: the salt and pepper chickens in a cage. Life sentences for both, Skip and Harry were outraged. What came? Adaptation to the Arizona rain. Locked up with real ass prisoners causing mental strain. On both they had to rope a dope, and cope in their lane. Arcane with them "rodeo skills" that Skip attained. The warden Henry Sampson recruiting for his gain. Get on the bull-Gene-mean-lean like a cowboy. Strong like a convoy of ships-Skip was strong boy. I wish that i could skip this skit of terror in the midst, against the Jesuit script. Inside this prison pit. Lit up in preparation for a dawning of a new day. The spawning of a New Age-similar to the Crusades-waged. The war that lays the graves-upon the maze. Obey!! The walking snakes will leave you in disarray. I need a walkie talkie for the Anunnaki talking. Hiding in plain sight with might-we are the prey they're stalking. Hopeless with a mask on-the spell they cast on. The wood is from the Holly tree made into a wand. On their lawns they yawn. We are the useful idiots sent to get conned-can we all get along? We are the swans in pond. Rocks are skipped across the rugged waters, aiming to get us gone. Hoping that your weapons are drawn. Skipping as i say-"Salamm"-ready for Megatron. I'm asking you to stay calm....
2.
oh rodeo man(lyrics) Oh rodeo man-In the west you can. Your the best on the land-to bless the sand.Steer the bull with your hand-Oh Skip you can. Get that "bucking bull",and pull on that rope. Jolted in the air-the landscape will slope. With your hope in the heavens, other cowboys mope. Might as well call you "dead bolt" you won't budge. The wardens in the prisons-they are the judge. Crush that "Rosin Rock", and put it in your glove. Lane Frost looks upon you from the clouds above. With a grin on his face- spitting' Grizzly Chew. Sampson he picked you-lamping on his desk. Oh rodeo man-Skip your the best. The suns on your horizon no need to stress. Before you hop into it make sure you stretch. This moment will go by, it will be hard to catch. Before you light that fire-life is like that match. Oh rodeo man-Skipper-he's dispatched... Little Ray's verse(lyrics) Oh rodeo man can you withstand-being better than a "Barrelman." I've seen that bull lowering it's head. Kicking out back-trying to make you dead. Saw Skipper nodding, waiting for that gate. To open up entering a world of hate. My name is Little Ray-bout to catch wreck. I'm stuck inside a planet just to be a speck of: dust, when i bust, it's a must that i spit. Sick of hearing kids using that word "lit". I'm stuck in purgatory with my bot-Beep. Seen the double-kicker leap, talk is cheap. I've also known a "scooter" on the front feet. Pivoting and Wiggling for a back sweep. Forget a meet and greet, i seek to be "freight trained." Cause i don't want to live on this Astral Plane. Your a lame-if you think the pain-don't build you.Your a "rag doll dragging"-looking like your through. A tippy toe bull, is like a tricky foe-who? Can enter this arena when your ego is bruised. I'm a bull fighting rider, make you feel my view. Signing off is Little Ray with the"ill bull blues."
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freight-trained(lyrics) Freight-trained feeling drained- Ophiuchus took aim. We're the same in the rain-on the land of the main. Maintain what we got-when are thoughts are insane. Laying on our backs-when there's nothing left to gain. Obtain what was lost as we toss up this chain. Controllers of this game-must be brought out defamed. Light the flame of your heart-sitting upright in frame. In our lanes we complain-make your words be acclaimed. Take claim to the role that you've attained-without shame. The weight of this world has got me down like i'm Wayne. Looking out the window pane, and the view is so strange. It has changed, cause the world is not the same in this range. Exchanged and deranged. Set up and arranged by the few that became selected ones that reclaimed. The thrown and your home is retained, what disdain-that they have cause they're vain-with symbols hidden and contained... (hook) Feeling stir crazy-maintaining against the grain. Making me wanna get in a plane. The pain inside my brain-never ends-sustained. I'm down for the count on the ground-freight trained. So if you see my hand reaching out to you. Know that I am trapped feeling oh so blue. This life is like a puzzle without the clues. I guess we'll make do-till we make it through.. On the avenue-lewd with your attitudes. My mood is in gratitude-don't choose who is mad at you. Allude that your hoping for-a true lord to open doors. A coup that will help you soar. News to get you off the floor. The few that will make you stand-we will ban against their plan. Like Sioux tribes we can withstand. Speak in tones that you command. Of you i ask i know you can. Live in ways that you demand. Take my hand-let time expand...
4.
one more day please...(lyrics) Live it today-don't give it away. The pigeon that prays-the rays. Shining it down to mightiest crowns. The finest of frowns delayed. Skippy's afraid-he feels betrayed. Lifting the suede, could deal with shade. A spade is a spade-he made the grade. Displayed in a charade of pain. Laying my head on bed to rest. Staying ahead of webs i guess. The weighing of dread is spread to mess. Life twists just like a braid to stress... Uplifting you all-the day is grand. I'm shitting on Baal to say i ban. Admitting you crawl before you stand. It's fitting i sprawl before i'm canned. I'm living to call the lord that planned. A daily reprieve-maybe i grieved. Not blaming at he, or she, but me. Exclaiming you breathe-proclaiming you see. Maintaining to be the key to lead. Obtaining the peace to ease the feed. Am i making the most of the day-oh please. I barely achieved-Steve-don't compare... Counting the gifts am i fit to bear. Drowning the clowning-don't split the hairs. I'm grounding and pounding this beat to speak. Compounding-surrounding this sheet that leaks. The hounding and sounding of days to come. The mounting of message from rays of sun. Allowing the lesson to sway from guns. Endowing expressions-a way to run...
5.
harry monroe says what(lyrics) I am not a man, I am an animal-a male. I live by Maritime the Law of Water about to sail. When my mother had me i slipped out of her canal. What you call a sailing ship is named after a female. Money is the liquid that is stored inside a bank. A merchant mermaid swam across the sea avoiding tank. Liberty is given to a sailor at the dock. The statues situated where the seagulls like to flock. The Certificate of Manifest is shown to see her stock. The captain equals capital-they'll itemize what's brought. The doc was there for me-cause i'm a product of the sea. The judge inside a court is just another referee. Court is meant for sport-between the 2 teams that compete. A citizen is just another word for employee. I am not American-i'll show you my ID. My body social represents security to thee. The powers that would be hidden like a moving ghost. When your floating into harbor-make sure you give a toast. To Colossus of the Rhodes-Helios in which you owe... (second verse) I am just a battery that's put into this cell. Forget a "wishing well", i'm from a fallen house like Kell. I was once a Lyran, and was taught to fly a ship. From the brightest star in constellations that were lit. Was telepathic too-the math i drew would chart through space. The cloaking from my craft enabled me to charge the gates. Till the time the Annunaki intercepted to locate. They blasted my lone saucer down, to dislocate my fate. There was no escape-i died so slowly took the bait. Recycled in this system-risen with a mongloid face. Gone without a trace-erased with lineage replaced. Feeling out of place-i'll contemplate my past mistakes. So i'll emulate the felines on this planet, and i'll wait. And commemorate the victims that i've lost in outer space. Reminding me what happened, as i stare into this lake. Now i'm on the "Land of Jackets"-looking like they're straight...
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cheatinglookhuh(lyrics) Oh your a cheater with a pen. With friends to ink your book away. A ghost that writes your look today. I say you hide inside the hay-betrayed. A cheaters on the gram. Oh damn, she can't withstand her man. She wants attention from the band. Her only fans are in the stands-to chant. A cheaters in Verdansk. A bot that aims right for your head. I'm in the Quarry laying dead. A bullet from an HDR that led me to the cold gulag. I'm in the fog-cause i've been flashed. And now my body feels a blast. I felt the sun, but now it's overcast with....
7.
going down in the valley(lyrics) I'm going down in the valley to escape this craze. From the city that's aflame, making room for a lane. Cause i'm sick of the strain, the town inflicts-what remains. Is a piece of my own sanity that drifts in my brain. A candlestick to a flame, i'm not the same anymore. Knocking on my door, my ear placed on the floor. To erase this movie score, i hear a dinosaur roar. Know my knife's in a drawer, and my life will be poured: Into a new container where the grass will be green. A disclaimer to you advocates, the mass is obscene. This glass in not clean, and the past will be "screened". To an audience of blind-eyed cats to redeem. A piece of solidarity, but i will be gone. I must be a swan, that breaks free from this con-and go on... I'm going down to the valley cause this town is cold. There's no empathy-the homeless walk-hound and stroll. Under bridges see the tents that go round' the pole. With syringes on the ground, their dreams found afloat. No quote of inspiration, but they'll drown in dope. Walking zombies by the river-bound to the smoke. With a sleeping bag from Coleman near a tree of oak. If your free you spoke-but their keys are broke... With a heater underneath your feet, they'll freeze and choke. Sleeping in a daze, but say that your woke. Interloping through your actions that are wack and cloaked. Cause the math of the planet-will outlast our hopes. As you peel this artichoke, you'll find my heart wrote. Down in the valley where i plan to go-and live slow... I'm going down in the valley, but they tapped my phone. There's no privacy invading as i rap at home. Connected through this inter-web, they'll trap and own. Information that is dearest to the one's that roam. On the networks as the spiders sneak-as they comb. Hearing every single click just like a metronome. So i'll let this poem show my genome speech. Running to the fields so they cannot outreach... Cause my body is a lease-my ghost maneuvers off the grid. I'm a temporary worker-and consumer like a kid. Fighting off agendas of computers in your lid. The moon of lunar is eclipsed-better sooner to raise your fist. Forget that "bucket list"-because the Sith will plead the 5th. Going deep into my "rabbit hole"-but can you handle width? Down into the valley i'm sure that i will be missed. So blow me a kiss-i'm out like a floating wisp...
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son of a guns(lyrics) Little Ray's(verse) I'm a son of a gun that's on the run. Here to get me some, chewing on some gum. Let the kingdom come. Im a rebel with crumbs-and i settle in slums-but my metal will stun. Anyone trying to get the mitten to me. I'm sickened by the kittens-upset by my leads. I'm a "milestonemonger" as i cut through the weeds. I'm bored on this floor-i need something to read. With a" likety split"-i'll light a shuck with speed. Your a rooster with a pen just looking at me... Like a ten cent man. I'm a bend that hand. Your a trend that's banned. In the west i stand. Just looking at my clip, you know i got that heat."That Dog Won't Hunt"-so don't even speak. I'm burn that breeze all to the next week. He's a goner-over yonder-I'm a wander on streets. (chorus) I'm a son of a gun. My father gave me one to protect myself (4x's)
9.
how do you go?(lyrics) How do you go-would you bow at the bowl? Or in a crowd of a show-and holding proud at your dough? Or venture off like Cousteau, is there an up or below, would you get plowed in snow-with your nose in some blow? How do you go-like the Tao to be whole-or in a cloud to console-are you allowed to patrol? And do you say ciao for now-as if you were Peep and Bo? Waiting at the gates of heaven for UFO... How do you go-when the curtains just close? As the current of the sea reveals your worth that had rose. Uncertain of your destination-flashbacks that show. A vessel to a shadow-paddle on boat to row. Or on road to go-on the highest plateau. To the scenic mountain ridge to live in new home-abode. Views kaleidoscopic-are you opt to unload? Do i fly into the wind like a thin feather from a crow? Or does time just slow-like a flick from a flash? Will it be a final act into a new tier-surpassed? Where no one will broadcast-they'll let the past be the past. Will members of my fam amass? I'll be an outcast... How do you go-when you transfer in sleep? Find the answers through enhancers-when my dream finds a peak. Or underwater diving-in marine shrines to keep. Jumping on a cloud-like trampoline mine to leap. Or will i plummet down-like anchor inclined so deep? A thin line to peep-when dimensions are close. You will decompose-as extensions transpose. The henchmen have rose. I'll whac-a-mole on the head. Trap em' in The Phantom Zone like Zod- they'll react like Zed... Check what is said-will your wings spread to source? My soul will thrust like "Rocket Man", expanding new lands to course. You can endorse a hidden "love force"-remorse. Tapping crystals for their energy-these codes are like Morse. Reveal these "truth vibrations" when i'm close to a corpse. My spirit is like Pegasus escaping on horse. So take to the port-but live your life for today. Be in the present moment versus grey disarray.. Ok? Rest In Peace Double K....
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i feel stir crazy(lyrics) Am i dead? Stir crazy in my head-in bed. Making spreads-contemplating all the news that's led. What's said: is i can't leave my home-to roam. I'm a zombie on my phone-i miss my girl all alone. I'm in a "grey zone". A morbid- COVID catacomb. With this poem to write-i say don't believe the hype. When everything is wrong, and nothing's going right. Trying to gain insights-staring at my Christmas lights. I'm on a mental flight-wandering into the night. Bright-like a "light bulb", with nothing left to solve. As the world revolves-just click another vid. To forget about the water that surrounds your ship. I am a "bullet clip" of truth that's told. Dissecting these ingredients, you'll know i'm cold. But this soul is getting old-the matrix will unfold. As this grid implodes-we're on a rocky road. Better cover up your nose-before your family's exposed. Big Brother's watching you, as they tippy toe. Feeling like a maniac, and sometimes low. Let's exit off this stage, and flip this page-and go... (chorus) oh...oh...oh...I feel stir crazy(2x's) Am i stuck in a rut? I'm a beetle in a cup. Scrounging for some sanity-the key was always putting up. What do i have to do-but run amuck, and i'm cuffed. Duck from the television-telling visions that are fucked. Struck a chord-and we're bored on the floors in this score, and there's more to be felt. I wanna be a running elk-going to the mountain belt. With this card that is dealt-will it melt all the hope? Listen with your stethoscope. To the sounds of my mopes. Translated into tropes. I hold these scissors in the cupboard-cutting knots of their rope. My mother's a survivor, and a widow that has coped. An independent antelope-you better go for what you know. Before the Planet Of The Cubes attack another John Doe. They will assimilate us like Locutus who you know. Let's raise our frequencies together-so we overthrow. The powers that control-and now i have to go... This one is dedicated to the villain that has passed. To the higher love dimensions-far from drawls that were gassed. Your crown was a mask-put on the highest thrown...

about

During the quarantine in Los Angeles, i was watching movies that i loved as a kid. One of them was 1980's Stir Crazy-starring Gene Wilder, and Richard Pryor. Their comedic performances were "golden" to me. I was inspired to do a "concept" album-surrounding the movie. I didn't know where to start, or how to "go about" it. I just sat down with my BOSS SP 303 sampler-and started making beats. By the time i finished the 3rd song-i knew i had something. Besides the harassment that i went through dealing with Little Ray-I really enjoyed the process in completing this project. Thanks for listening...

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released March 4, 2021

*Written and Produced by: Steven Park Lee (quangou)
Production on: BOSS SP 303
Recorded in: GarageBand

*Album Cover Art by: David Choe

*Little Ray is featured on: Track 2 (oh rodeo man), and Track 8 (son of a guns)

*Track 9(how do you go?) is co-produced by: Eddie Kim & Dylan Fujioka

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Steebee Weebee's named was created during the inception of the group-Mangchi. Money Mark from the Beastie Boys suggested it in Big Bear,CA. and it just seemed to fit. beforehand-i went by the moniker-quangou-and have released a lot of material under that name... ... more

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