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HeartBurn 3: The Monsters In My Diary

by Phil Darko

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My heart you can flow for one more time This ink shall bleed for what's divine These monster's opened up the spine Write with red ink, hope the inks read Flow coming from my heart take it straight to the head Reverence in fear, I heard what He Said Abide in faith hope and love, or I’m I don’t do this for the fam, they said I couldn’t make it I don’t do this for the fan, fake support I cannot take it Audience of one, want Jesus to clap for me Don’t war with flesh got angels to clap for me Blessed Assurance, the Lord goes before me This is my song, this is my story Memoirs, or hymns, pain, painting allegory Wordplay child’s faith, imagining His glory Jot with pen Brought to the pad Wrote on my phone now bars stored on the cloud Thinking of home Like where am I now? I know where I was Sinful and stuck Down in the rut Christ laid his life down Rose up with the stars Carpet is red, manners of mars, boast in the Lord, pride out of this world humble as UGH Scars, piercings, they call me a stud Got a bad girl who talks good to me, wow Black skin boy, nothing new under the sun Is it my turn now? Like what are you bringing Darko? Um, Tryna spit fire by letting the sparks flow Meditating on the light though my mind is a dark hole On my way to heaven with baggage and cargo So how Am I going to make it, only the Lord Knows! Now back when I think, wrote for myself when I picked up the ink, Sin up to the brink… but His grace overflowed, this gift of mercy is what I, drink So ink, I’m talking the blood, how He poured His life, and now I’m following the Christ! Waves, I’m talking bout floods, how His love came down for sinners like us So I write with red ink, hope the inks read Flow coming from my heart take it straight to the head Reverence in fear, I heard what He said Abide in faith hope and love, or I’m dead Write with red ink, hope the inks read Flow coming from my heart take it straight to the head Reverence in fear, I heard what He said Abide in faith hope and love, or I’m dead My heart you can flow for one more time This ink shall bleed for what's divine These monster's opened up the spine
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Dreams 03:06
Everybody’s got dreams Everybody’s got dreams And I don't want to wake up, don't want to wake up Finish where I start, and pick it back up where I left off Take a break and write again where I left off I put down music, making things right where I left off Couple jobs, more bills, ugh saving where I left off Cuss everybody’s got dreams, losing sleep to make em lucid New seasons, new themes to the music Trying to be like Christ in the vine or I’m useless In the booth or the office am I better suited... I do em both Speak what He wrote, Yo I talk in quotes… ugh Hanging to His promises, my only hope… ugh Carrying this cross on my neck Reminds me that there’s one on my back, got scars but I hug it close With my soul it is well, living water in my heart Poured by the life-giving spirit… I am well I know Jesus Christ, I’m never going to hell He didn’t wine but took the wrath of God, I am well Gotta proclaim, good thoughts in my brain So I pray He keep em captive, active reading, and never passive Refreshes my soul, an exciter and relaxant Bold in my witness, fulfilling what is lacking Are these selfish ambitions or humble petitions I pray it’s the latter not trying to play snakes and ladders The Lord goes before me, my thoughts they come after Needless to say, are they mine, or fragments of his dreams Everybody’s got dreams Everybody’s got dreams And I don’t want to wake up Don't want to wake up Everybody’s got dreams And I don’t want to wake up Don't want to wake up Everybody’s got dreams, I work four jobs so I can chase mine Two years to get here, but it takes time Prodigal son, rap was used to bring me home Crown of thorns, rose to life, and now I speak Rosetta stone Strung to Geppetto I’ll never be alone Jesus paid it all, sin cannot give me a loan Have a hope that is bigger than the pain Getting a crown that’ll make the rain(reign) worth it, Every day I wake up, asking God for what’s next Study your word just to pass the next test 2019, a year with some stress But through it all, yup, I am blessed Living life like I know God And I know it’s only death, if we act like there’s no God, ugh Till then I’m on Love’s first quest And I’ll sleep, when I‘m laid to rest, well done won’t be a dream… Everybody’s got dreams Everybody’s got dreams And I don’t want to wake up Don't want to wake up Everybody’s got dreams And I don’t want to wake up Don't want to wake up Everybody’s got dreams
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Right Of Way 02:49
I'm just tryna ride Got a wide load but I'm on this narrow road Potnas in one accord, I ain't get here on my own You got a better view when you see my life in drone Took the scenic route, rather drive then say I've flown Labels couldn't find me, ugh we made a business that's legit My squad blessed with different gifts, so I don't feel ill equipped And God got me, but I slip, ugh and you can catch my drift Hydroplaning over Red Seas like I'm Moses driving stick By His stripes I am healed dog, Jesus took my whips But all I see is red lights when I'm whipping through the six Achilles heel like I was dipped in the stix Pray in all seasons, retire for a wife that's your fit So I swerve, ugh let your signs take the lead Green lights and bad ethics, I got a need for speed In my Benzo copo said, cop a Civic, that's a need Spirit flashing yellows saying caution please Yo I'm just tryna ride, Right of Way Swerve through writer's block, Right of Way Move in God's clock, Right of Way Just following the signs, Right of Way Right of Way Yo I'm just tryna ride, Right of Way Move in God's clock, Right of Way Yo I'm just tryna ride, Right of Way Yeah, Got to keep it moving GPSing dreams I'm pursuing Old me titanic cruising, Christ hot pursued him Hopped in His whip, in the lane of my choosing On the less-traveled path Roundabouts we go'n make it back We go'n ride till the tires flat And the bible's been my only map I'm just tryna ride And I don't just roam Yields, stops, detours has my faith, so grown Who go'n stop me God got me, like hold the phone And when He calls yo Sprint this runway till I fly home Yo I'm just tryna ride, Right of Way Swerve through writer's block, Right of Way Move in God's clock, Right of Way Just following the signs, Right of Way Right of Way Yo I'm just tryna ride, Right of Way Move in God's clock, Right of Way Yo I'm just tryna ride, Right of Way I'm just tryna ride I'm just tryna ride
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Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve One knee, fiancée But both when I bow to my God Rocket science Christ came from space More than even'd my sins, atonement's so odd Substitution, He took my place My song's heard in the heavens, recorded in my basement Take it to the stages, sounds so abrasive, Roof’s raising, cuss I side with the Most High Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve Side with the Most High Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve That's right me and my house Talking dogs, kids, spouse Baton’s passed like its word of mouth Mission relayed I’m on the won(one) route Boys to men, we raise the bar high up, so I don't wanna waste that Puff Daddy of the family, head of the household So life, Ima take that! Side with the Most High Most High, Most High (Take that) Most High, Most High (Take that) Most High, Most High (Take that) Most High, Most High (Take that) Most High 30,000 feet up, my Lord still lofty Does whatever He pleases, reigns on earth, and Make it plain(plane) middle seat I wrote this, Psalm 115, God consent I quote this Putting they faith, in the things they make, which can’t see or hear I wish the world knew Objective truth hurts and reverberates, destroying fragile opinions We breaking world views Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve Side with the Most High Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve Choose today, who you serve That's right me and my house Talking dogs, kids, spouse Baton’s passed like its word of mouth Mission relayed I’m on the won(one) route Boys to men, we raise the bar high up, so I don't wanna waste that Puff Daddy of the family, head of the household So life, Ima take that! Side with the Most High! Most High, Most High (Take that) Most High, Most High (Take that) Most High, Most High (Take that) Most High, Most High (Take that) Most High
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Not all heroes wear capes Born on the west end… the 6ix On the streets where mans get clipped Brush a dude on the block, feel a type of way Metal to your dome, like you tryna catch a fade But something don’t line up… Like where did I get my perception of right from Blind lead blind, crooks in the crooked See the by-product of the fruit when he took-it All men sinned and I knew it All fall short, deep down we congruent...ugh I need somebody who’s not like me Doesn’t make mistakes, screw up like me Somebody show me the way and give sight to me Someone to fix my wrongs, come right by me Forgive my mistakes and give light to me Tell me the wars won, and come fight for me Who got do it My Hero, on calvary Bleeding out, for all to see Willingly, for my sin He died But death has no power, cuss my hero's alive Not all heroes wear capes My Hero's alive Not all heroes wear capes My Hero's alive Not all heroes wear capes My Hero's alive Not all heroes wear capes Most infinite, just, and omnipotent Fashioned man from dust and yet intimate Without a passion to see us crushed and tear ligaments God in the flesh, unstained, and still innocent The man that we speak of, created the same words which we speak of The word now a verb once heard and observed now a Person who paid and offers us free love And somebody paid it The ones in debt still hate it Son of a carpenter laid the earth's foundation, cursed when they hanged Him The very one, who upholds the universe, died held up, on the cross Hero treated as a villain but He’s willing and alive, to free those, who are lost and cry out My Hero, on calvary Bleeding out, for all to see Willingly, for my sin He died But death has no power, cuss my hero's alive Not all heroes wear capes My Hero's alive Not all heroes wear capes My Hero's alive Not all heroes wear capes My Hero's alive Not all heroes wear capes And get it straight yeah He living And all my sins, they forgiven And get it straight yeah He living And all my sins, they forgiven
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All I do is work An Insomniac at its finest, chasing my nightmares, living all my daydreams Giving God glory, staying prostrate to His highness Most High, yet the flyest Drawn beyond the veil by His kindness All men cursed, and sick, we know the sinus Blindness is why they ask where the sign is Believe the name God sent, John 6:29 work I rest in the Lord’s works 33 years, my life sentence, and then some Called to this duty A marksman, gaining all perks A well of living water for those who got thirst Coup De Grace, Hova gave me a word for the future I got the keys, who is safe Truth, go overheads, but I gotta aim, for crosshairs(heirs) In all directions like I’m shooting strafe, pow work All I do is work (Like It's my day job) Give these dudes church (Can't take no days off) All I do is work (Like it's my day job) Give these dudes church All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work Work Just a black guy from the north side Walking by faith, I’m living with closed eyes Ey day’s a funeral, my team follow suit A three cord bond, neck-deep like bow ties Got soul ties A cannon on my waist side Clique covered in the blood… bros got the same genes Iron sharpens iron so we make seems And whoever's anemic we add steam and we press on And God regenerates heat Makes me unashamed of the name Light the flame in my heart Do I really love those? Foes who hate me for loving you, bring light to the Dark! Lamp where I walk, got em on lock Pray(prey) on all men like a ravenous hawk Be a herald of the truth, and lead em to the arc Unplug that bull music and pass them my aux, work! All I do is work (Like It's my day job) Give these dudes church (Can't take no days off) All I do is work (Like it's my day job) Give these dudes church All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work If I don’t preach Christ, I’ve lost them instead Lying in regret, but their coffin is bed Want thoughts captive, like off with his head Cuts through pride, can’t deny what it said To see men rise like bread, Christ died to give life, He rains, love covered in red I walk amongst tombstones, I talk to the dead And The Ghost who fills host, the body’s been led Each element, doing what it’s supposed ta Move mountains, spark revivals Calm, winds, split seas Heaven bound, the avatar state is astounding, bends the earth with ease I can stand before any man if I’m bowed to almighty God, face down on my knees ugh Planted like a tree Tryna bear fruit, but first, off I gotta sow seeds, work! All I do is work (Like It's my day job) Give these dudes church (Can't take no days off) All I do is work (Like it's my day job) All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work All I do is work Work

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“These monsters opened up… the spine”

HeartBurn has come to its end, completing the trilogy!

Listen to the sounds of Phil Darko's heart as his stage of life, emotions, passions, desires, bleed from his heart to your eardrums!

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released November 13, 2020

Artwork by Anthony Sawyers, Art Direction by Philip Ofori-Darko.

All songs were recorded, engineered, and mixed by Philip Ofori-Darko at MiddleChild Records studios. Mastered by Quinten Coblentz

Right Of Way Produced by Boomer. Most High Produced by Rodney. Labour Produced by Black Knight. Red Ink, Dreams, and Not All Heroes Wear Capes produced by Quinten Coblentz.

Not All Heroes Wear Capes written by Philip Ofori-Darko & Quinten Coblentz.

All other songs were written by Philip Ofori-Darko

Like food, music is best enjoyed with friends. Have fun listening to the sounds of my heart.

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Phil Darko Brampton, Ontario

Born in Toronto Ontario, raised in Rexdale, and now living in Brampton, Phil Darko incorporates clever rhyme schemes and faith based content which influence, inspire, motivate, and challenges society to think eternally, to see the big picture of life beyond the sun. With a gospel centered world view, DARKO's music doesn't preach or condemn, it gives life and brings hope through Jesus Christ. ... more

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