My album 'Gone Is The Illusion' made a top ten list on Rapreviews.com!

My good friend Adam Bernard over at http://www.adambernard.blogspot.com/ added me to his top ten list 'Some shit you may have missed in 2015', which was recently posted to rapreviews.com. http://rapreviews.com/special/adamb-dec15.html I took a screen shot of  it, which is below.

he also provided a youtube playlist of music from each act on the list https://youtu.be/LlnQPHBXV2M?list=PLhTs9dQzcj1iPms5gVnJzRcUNQDKCCWmH

I got that world wide love ya kna mean!

Although I didn't receive very large numbers from these places below, I still appreciate every single one of them for showing me love great or small. Thank you! Check out the other countries that have shown me love in previous blog posts http://www.8thrankrecords.com/2015/12/super-heavy-shout-out-too-israel.html http://www.8thrankrecords.com/2015/12/this-one-goes-out-to-russia-france-and.html

Super United Nations Armor

SUPER HEAVY SHOUT OUT!!!! TOO ISRAEL!!!!!!

It's invigorating to wake up in the morning to see over 900+ views have been added to your blog alone by Israel!!! You guys are amazing, thankyou for your support and the encouragement to keep going, word up! My empire grows, my international name now is 'Super Global Armor'!!! Haha. I love you guys! SHALOM!!!

 Checkout my other post about countries showing my blog mad love!  http://www.8thrankrecords.com/2015/12/this-one-goes-out-to-russia-france-and.html There is more to come!

That's a happy man in that photo, yes it is!

This one goes out to Russia! France! And Germany! Thank you for checking out my blog! You guys have supported in big numbers!

I love you all and can't wait for the day to come when I can tour all three!! I have to brush up on my Russian, French, and German! I already have a passport!

Shouts to all my European/Eurasian fans your support is tremendous! 

I haven't forgotten the other countries! Just these three have been visiting my blog big time! Everyone is going to get love!!

This is my exercise song from 'Gone Is The Illusion' titled 'I Workout' below are the lyrics as well! I thought it appropriate to post since I'm headed to the gym today.

This song was actually just featured in an upcoming show about working out. I have it in this post here http://www.8thrankrecords.com/2015/12/peep-my-song-i-work-out-from-my-album.html

Verse1

Through dips & pull up bars I’m a human muscle car

physical superstar live impossible dreams

tryout like the based God for a basketball team

My endurance mean must be something in my genes

Hook

I workout, I workout, I workout, I workout

Verse2

Now my mama said eat my vegetables so I can turn up

but my inner fat boy eats cookie dough growing his gut

Watching adventure time on netflix while eating Ben & Jerrys

On a air mattress where you can just smell the diabetes

His neighborhoods not metal fences concrete and bricks

But trees of cinnamon sticks and grass made of licorice

Roads of carrot cake rivers of donuts and milk

Fried oreos & ice cream in swimming pools where its built

This you’d never know goes on in my brain because I..

Hook

I workout, I workout, I workout, I workout

Verse3

I’m the black Dean Winchester my post workouts decorum

is nothing short of a post in penthouse forum

naked women on horseback rode in as a calvary

looking like Sandahl Bergman in Conan playing a Valkyrie

Handmaidens threw cherry blossoms all at my feet

On my West & my East, Italians, Cubans, and Greeks

Females fed me a feast, what a strong pleasure

Fanning me down with mythological bird feathers

Now an orgy with my concubines Oh the pressure!

While fireworks explode in the night sky, I’m a nice guy!!

all my women are asleep I sit on my throne and I drink

I’m approached by a female newscaster & camera man

asking me how did I become such a fucking Iron man!?

Hook

I workout, I workout, I workout, I workout

Verse4

Then a most spectacular event was about to occur!

My concubines bathe me in frankincense and some myrrh

Then deep tissue massage my back on rugs made of fur

they wore leather chaps and each boot had a spur

Wait a minute. I’ve never smelled frankincense and myrrh

in my life...For all I know it could smell terrible. I mean

Ancient Egyptians wore it. They wouldn’t walk around smelling like shit.

I mean being all royal and everything right? I dunno……………………….

This is my track 'Crazy Pussy' Off my album 'Gone Is The Illusion'. Song and Lyrics included!

This is one of my favorite songs too perform and have written. I love all my songs, but this one has a unique place. I get to demonstrate my love for Dark humor on this track.

Intro:  (with meows) Bro you gotta help me. (I know you ain’t running away from me!) What? What happened? she’s after me, (where you think you going)oh my god! (You belong to me muthafuckah!)

Verse1
Crazy Pussy like a monster movie where the story never really ends
To every generation there’s a bunch of them in waiting walking round in human skin
Horny homing in subterranean amazonian bipolar motorola pin
All up in your bbm pin checking your text messaging erasing your lady friends
Oh the casualties you met one in applebees sipping daiquiris  you had mad inquiries
You think you got game? You fooling your brain, she picked up your scent in the rain
Your life about to change, this bitch is deranged, hop on the runaway train
Tarzan no want Jane, you burn in the flames,  Fatal the range of her games
She brings you into her habitat, now thinking back with your mind on track
Perhaps she had rats or else, why would she have mad cats?
One cat, says she sympathizes with four legged non speaking life forms
and socializes with the outside world tweets & instagrams food porn
A sexual exhibitionist nothing messy all done in good form
Its true that, she has two cats, she’s a maneater, that’s all facts!
prone to have spats chillout but relapse, thin line it has snapped
She refers to pets as babies and children when they’re just cats

Hook
She appears from thin air, she marks you you’re unaware
Try to leave her if you dare, then you better be prepared
-For Crazy Pussy!!

Verse2
Now if pets go up into the fours “I” suggest you be heading for the door
She’ll be sharpening knives like they were swords keep your body parts as rewards
Sitting comfortably on ya skeleton & others dangling her skeleton key
Bagging bodies from the vicinities of Kew Gardens all the way to Tennessee
But you’re dealing with levels of the “norm” “before” inclement levels of storms
You cannot believe in your eyes, surprise! You got one of the stepford wives!
Crazy Pussy the best pussy no borders wit mortar making up walls
noth-ings off the table she’ll do anything with your dick and your balls
But  the moment finally happens when you realize the bitch is out of her mind
You playfully ignore her in the street & she screams you’ll never keep from me what is mines!(ahhhh!) *sob*sob*
She shows up to your job, like a angry mob, while you’re at the water cooler with Dave & Bob
She starts to sob, with a crooked neck, with a look of death, why haven’t you called or text!?
Your female co workers are laughing, your manager ask what is happening?
She reaches inside of her bag then, everyone in the room started gasping! (Oh this bitch is crazy!!)
She pulls out a plate, a fork and spoon, covered & wrapped in some napkins
I cook this food for you baby but that brings your fear to new levels of climaxing!!

Hook
She appears from thin air, she marks you you’re unaware
Try to leave her if you dare, then you better be prepared
-For Crazy Pussy!!

Verse3
Exhausted from work, succumb to the stress, this bitch is flipping out, turning over a desk.
Because your too sleepy to give her some sex, shit happens when we cannot be at our best
She pulls down your pants, smelling your dick, ask who is the bitch you cheating on me with!?!
She is the girl in a group of females that everyone of’em says that she is Frightening!!
Exorcist like, appearing with heavy rain omens and black bolts of Lightning!!
you’re avoiding your friends, hopping out of your skin, Like you about to fight Mike Tyson!!
Your mama talk’n bout she parked in front of the house on creep mode Stalking!!
The calamity kisser, of your daddy & sisters, they don’t wanna come out.
Am I going to have to buy a gun, and blow this fucking bitches brains out?
No, this is too much, I think my ass is going too nuts!
They appear in their 20’s, 30’s, 40’s cougar & milfs any shape they are built
Who gives birth to women this way? Other crazy women with men who couldn’t get away?
They’ll break you mentally if you let’em, & have no remorse so forget’em
Hispanic & white, asian and black, & all other feminine types!
In a moment of thoughts, a key turns & unlocks, your door you’re thinking of calling the cops
Its that crazy pussy, found your key under rocks! your heart bout to pop, can she ever be stopped!?

Hook
She appears from thin air, she marks you you’re unaware
Try to leave her if you dare, then you better be prepared
-For Crazy Pussy!!

This is the song and lyrics from 'Henny On Ice' a track from my album 'Gone Is The Illusion'.

                                

Verse1
Our. Sexual Positions are literary descriptions
You think my name was Charles the way I lay the Dickens
Seeking true religion put your faith inside my denim
I make 50 shades of gray 3 colors on a pigeon
you chant vagina monologues louder than a riot squad
So trojan man made a condom that could fit my lightning rod
we tried standing doggie and my thrusts collapsed your quads
These magnums are a opus of my commanding charge
pour my henny down your throat now we percolating
you call my cell, to hear my voice, it helps your masturbation
I bare my fangs, wag my tongue, you got me salivating
Through osmosis your oasis in the desert my salvation
Head over heels, heels over head tripping LSD
She must a popped a molly, cause now she sweating me
PCP, oh my god, now I got you biting me?
My game is “G” no one ever gets you high as me!

Hook
Plasma in the frigerator I’m so cold blooded
carpet with rips in it yes I’m so rugged
Fuck it, flow so hard her dams went & busted
Diamond in the rough & no you can’t touch it
Rock in her soft space & no you can’t budge it
From Cambria heights all the way to Nantucket
I need a bitch & Hennesy & the heat that comes from it
What? Hahaha, I know you love it...Henny. On. Ice.

Verse2
It’s Funny just the other week you was wearing head wraps
I never knew you liked being choked while I pull your dreads back
The weave & extensions I really don’t mind that
The natural I can pull it hard though no stocking cap
You invited me over we smoked weed on your sofa
Then you leaned on my shoulder pulled my pants down lower
The fellation always starts out cool
Then its demons head Ras Al Ghul
Alpha females in the workplace your competitive
around me your submissive like your on a sedative
nerds, tomboys, even all the artsy chicks
share my enthusiasm for life and intelligence
we be into mindfucks, teeth marks in her fat butt
magic beast with mad lust, savage in a mat truck
leather & lace a nice touch, candle wax & handcuffs
henny for some back up, pour that shit in my cup

Hook
Plasma in the frigerator I’m so cold blooded
carpet with rips in it yes I’m so rugged
Fuck it, flow so hard her dams went & busted
Diamond in the rough & no you can’t touch it
Rock in her soft space & no you can’t budge it
From Cambria heights all the way to Nantucket
I need a bitch & hennesy & the heat that comes from it
What? Hahaha, I know you love it...Henny. On. Ice.

This is the 3rd song off my album 'Gone is The Illusion' titled 'Lionheart' here is the song and lyrics exclusively from Bandcamp

                            


Verse 1
Gimmie your best shot pal I can take it!
Heart got strong from people trying to break it!
Pardon my tease I wear my heart on my sleeve
I rather move than freeze give up & cop pleas
an who are these niggas to ever judge me!?
You were never around when my chips were down
I was the only person who lifted me off that ground
an if I ain’t winning then I go down swinging
I can take a beating & keep on ticking
try to push me away and take my position
Your bones will snap so good luck with benching
So if you ain’t here to put a smile on my face
put money in my pocket and reach new landscapes
The bulk of my time don’t you dare waste
Step to the side I got moves to make

Verse 2
In the scheme of things, the punchline is real simple
What - don’t - kill- you- makes- you crippled
What don’t kill me makes me stronger
Scientists use my white blood cells on viral monsters
I ain’t talking thermals when I say your under armour
when you make as much sense as an igloo in china
an a neighborhood with a curfew and a all night diner
If you think I should settle for less an expire
an be miserable like you a coward & a liar
I got a thick skin like metal plating
with padding like line men in gear in the off season
charged with unnecessary roughness & brutal beatings
That’ll get me banned like odd future from New Zealand
My will is strong! My pride is beaming!
Your will is weak, your pride is peeling
My heart larger than a water bed hit’n a muthafucking ceiling!

Verse 3
I’m a warlock with words the way I split halves
Off top the head or pen game Witch-craft?
I wasn’t always that nice I had to bust ass
Like a freshman fighting 8th graders for his bus pass
Ain’t nothing like being on stage in front of a rough crowd
They could hate my guts tell me quit but I’m too proud
Salt in my wounds but it made me better
Went home mead notebook on the dresser
I won’t be denied or bow down to the pressure
Your boyfriends only better than me in your dreams
hes only recognized  because of a marketing team
but I want it more with or without the machine
I’m the last man standing might as well climb to the top
I’ve seen artists lose it all and go back to the block
I’ve endured a lot where most would have stopped
But I pick up momentum like a fucking juggernaut!

Verse 4
I’m cut from an art form born through renegades
I’ll stand my ground on George Zimmermans grave
Channelling the spirits of African slaves
Facing the adversity of dogs & riot brigades
My heart is a vibrant torch lit flame
That guides me through the darkness, where I was born like Bane
I move in silence like the “D” in Djangos name
when constructing the framework of my game
I ain’t talking angry birds in the hood tossed in there lane
Ignored like kurds slaughtered by Saddam Hussein
I mean having the courage of expressing my range
That reaches further than peaks, valleys, & groves
Deciphers prophecy in books, numbers, & codes
Stripped more bare than beauties in burlesque shows
Leave fans screaming like Yasiin Bey with tubes up his nose

This is the song and lyrics to my track 'You're not an expert, you're an asshole!' from my album 'Gone Is The Illusion'.

  

Intro
Your a asshole, not expert, get it jerk?
I don’t work? Your nails filed mines dirt!
You’re not in the trenches lifting heaven & earth
I’m Gps onstar sports car
MMA armbar ringstar
You are, on par with a shit show
But you’re the expert what would I know?

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!

Verse1
Super saiyan he’s super non truer
King cold in more armor than cooler
Itis meat eaters are eager deep sleepers
Dream weaver leave prints veg- eat-as
On dream seekers I be a team leader
That tunnels through for clue double hue
Zippo flame spew orange blue as Goku
To find the point to prove to you that’s untrue
My name don’t come from Tekken that’s lesson
I don’t wear a tiger mask nor do wrestling
I hide my aggression like a coat with a tech in
You look like an ass who I’m not respecting
Why do people assume instead of ask questions?
I look up for a answer no response from heaven
I’m guessing I’ll settle scores with words as a weapon
checking these experts for all their transgressions

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!





Verse2
Music biz like Poland cold and distant
Make you feel like a building without tenants
Ye abandon all hope here’s your ending
I got no juice I should ask roger clemens
I got a itch that’ll beat Janes Addiction
The people love my work so there’s my extension
They say I’m dead walking to grab your attention
I’m live & kicking experts never listen

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!

Verse3
Lifes black & white, night, quite, Amish
but sacred cows demolished by straight carnage
When worshippers get laced tryna pay homage
by perpetrators a change and there accomplice
He’s toast, but he’s dope make sense?
Nope, stay woke, bolt, & chase bliss
Weed smoke, need coke, take picks
not everyone listens & likes the same shit!
But my art not sparse, I spit!
Give nothing less than one hundred and ten percent
I’m very sensitive about my gifts
I last like palm impressions left on a cliff
Cause card sharks eight of hearts full stomach
This hard art tough as tarp best floor it
The hard part set apart I form it
Experts close the gates run towards it & storm it!

Hook
What was I thinking overstepping my bounds again?
I know nothing theres the experts leave it to them
Damn the day I form my own thoughts and have visions
These experts and these assholes have a place to put me in, Hey!

Here are the song and lyrics to the first track off my album 'Gone Is The Illusion'. This is the first of many posts I'll be making of 'Song and lyrics' to my blog.

I wanted to start doing this to make the listening experience to my album more personal and in depth. Enjoy the first track off my album 'Gone Is The Illusion', which is titled the same name.

                           

Hook

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Gone is the illusion, the wall is crushed

The world talks shit, but when you call its bluff

Then Gone is the illusion the wall is crushed

Verse1

More than the illusion I was pumpkin heads cousin

niggas round this town over here pushing my buttons

Gimmie daps always act like they never fronting

Always open up they mouth and got to say something

He too old to rock the mic so why he still spitting?

Well listen up and lemme bring something to your attention

That collabo with that MC you always been wishing

That got turned down before he even gave it a listen

He’s the same age as me so who the fuck you think you tricking

This was never about age you been jocking for position

You’d open your ass and let’em stick his dick in

If it was filled with bacteria from lack of circumcision

Your music is fucking garbage and not worth a single listen!

You’re worse than parsons blvd Kennedy fried chicken

If you can’t take the heat then get the fuck up out my kitchen

Bitch don’t you listen, Bitch don’t you listen!

Hook

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Gone is the illusion, the wall is crushed

The world talks shit, but when you call its bluff

Then Gone is the illusion the wall is crushed

Verse 2

Is it my entitlement things aren’t making sense to me?

Or are my peers Casey and my name is Kaylee Anthony

Y’all killing me but telling me y’all forever love me

Like Whitney post eulogy y’all shove it right in front of me

But when I throw a show there’s nobodies there in front of me

Gone is the illusion maybe I’m going crazy

There’s a fate that no man is ever exempt

Is that familiarity breeds whole lots of contempt

Y’all see so much of me my presence is predictable

I use one of magics principles completely go invisible

Gone is the illusion I know what really happened

It’s me and always has been this lack of taking action

like mattel I thought I gave it all I has bro

not knowing down this rabbit hole I have much deeper to go

I’ll be damned If I become a crab in a bucket

Clawing my to a glass ceiling just so I can touch it

Verse 3

If this were draft 2003, I’m Carmelo Anthony

With Wade, Bosh, and Lebron three champs arm & arm

Ring fast ramadan seems a suit I have on

Skingraph third degree burns wanna play with me?

No fucking losses when I play on NFL gameday

Awful sounds when I turn muscle bound from skin & Bones

Sasquatch tear apart trailer parks and suburban homes

Death adder gladiator God of this game of thrones

Theres a difference between me & you swerving tracks and hitting cones

Exceptional ability EA sports I’m in the game

Hercules your atrophied I’m done with you lames

Gone is the illusion Dean I let go of it!

Because grudges only hurt the persons who holding it

Like this rapper I saw at Santos Party house

Drunk rapping bitter and burnt the fuck out

Spitting on himself and couldn’t get his words out!

Not me I ride til the wheels fall off then hit a ditch

fly through the windshield then my skull will split

Survive a vegetative state my limbs and hands will twitch

and use sign language so the deaf can feel me spit!!

Peep my song 'I Work Out' from my album 'Gone Is The Illusion' featured in the intro from Tah Phrum Duh Bushes new show called 'Tah Dah' about active, healthy, living! Coming soon!

What do you think about the Intro for My new show TAH DAH... "Definitely Active & Healthy" ... It's a rough draft... with opening song "I Work Out" by Super King Armor aka Enrae Mercer... If he let's us use it that is... Peep his amazing album "Gone is the Illusion" at https://superkingarmor.bandcamp.com/album/gone-is-the-illusion
Posted by Brian Whitty on Tuesday, December 1, 2015