Dead Players - Cherry Turbo

★ Jam Baxter ★

Yeah, the blocks burn brighter as the sky's blacker
I snuck through border control ? fashion
Answering questions from feds and fatigues
About my honey glazed face and my suspect flying pattern
My lost skin cells littered every bin in town
Fled through the alleys in a dressing gown, yeah
The trouser a slick pig headed clown
Tell them we are up forever, bell me when you head around

★ Dabbla ★

Round, round
Round around we go again
Faster than the speed of death
I say slow it in
Peak too soon and know how long it’s been
Probably got a couple more seconds to get you commencing
All the makings of a global warming summertime
And I'll be there to link you when the sun arrives
Whispering a madman's lullaby
Tryna pick a ? green like I’m colorblind

★ Jam Baxter ★
Keep a tiny black heart in my unlocked chest
The whole run drum ? went somewhere west
I'm like “please stop screaming, I just got dressed”
She was the dregs of vodka, the one shot left
My life's full of subplots, black and white mugshots
Pinned to the folds of my unwatched flesh
My eyes all bloodshot, liquor in the glovebox
Come to the bus stops one hot mess

★ Dabbla ★

Two drops left
Still smelling new box fresh
Kicking bodies from the rooftop with chewed off legs
The mood up set
Screwed up and built off set
But do not test to smash whatever you got left
Watch, spraying with some bottles that have aged well
Playing pong with my last couple brain cells
All this time on my side and it may tell
Serving them a ? they never take well

★ Jam Baxter ★

Slipped the city from my pocket and swallowed a few nights
Blood, sweat, lies, infinite bows and blue lights
I think I've seen it all now -all now
Must have seen it all now -all now
★ Dabbla ★

Rolled my eyes at the devil and told them I'm alright
Hold my drink, came back with a goat for the moon night
I think I've seen it all now -all now
Yeah, should have seen it all now

★ Jam Baxter ★

They gotta pull through the ? tied to my sins
By the mile long strings at the raw quidding counters
I burn through a colorful of ? and downers
At hell's gate ? with the bouncers
? is nothing but ? creatures
Drowning ? crown leaders
I ? every night ? slowly decaying brains
To perform various miracles, ballads and crowd pleasers

★ Dabbla ★

Still I'm surrounded by mouth breathers
? none of us found jesus
Here’s a white for your dribbling mouth pieces
This is part two of them gruesomely foul features
You have to teach me some of them I’ve never clocked
Shed another layer player hell is hot
Kill it off so they can smell it raw
From a place you couldn't tell if it was dead or not
★ Jam Baxter ★

Slipped the city from my pocket and swallowed a few nights
Blood, sweat, lies, infinite bows and blue lights
I think I’ve seen it all now -all now
Must have seen it all now -all now

★ Dabbla ★

Rolled my eyes at the devil and told them I'm alright
Hold my drink, came back with a goat for the moon night
I think I've seen it all now -all now
Yeah, should have seen it all now

Dead Players are a trio of musicians comprising of Jam Baxter, Dabbla and Ghosttown. Dabbla and Baxter do the talking and Ghosttown does the sonics. Their debut album ‘Dead Players’, was released in 2013 followed by their game changing sophomore release ‘Freshly Skeletal’ in 2015. Baxter went public way back in 2010 during an interview for some local get up. He proclaimed that the person he would ‘most like to collaborate with’ was Dabbla. Dabbla heard the call-out and the creative cogs started turning. It was never a question of which producer to recruit; Ghosttown had worked with both emcees in the past and filled the boots of someone with a musical vision potent enough to accommodate the demands of the two lyricists.
The result? A camaraderie so colourful the UK hip hop scene will celebrate its inception for years to come, but moreover, an outfit that looks set to span a wide spectrum of genres and movements with the music they make.