Cozmo Beregofsky - Emcee/Producer

Lyrics by Cozmo Beregofsky

Disrupting emptiness: seductive clutches, human clusters. Those smiling eyes.

It's a yes or no question. If the answer's 'yes', then it's gotta be definite. He started out benevolent. He's feeling like a predator now that it's the end of the relationship of take an' giving. An insane addiction to the same religion. Both remaining distant from the faith-inflicted consequences on defences that rely on reason for believing in 'em. People say one thing and do another. You can ask his…

Lyrics by Cozmo Beregofsky

Well, I've been uncertain of my purpose, searchin' the Earth's surface since birth in the person. Researchin' the curved surplus of the universe 'n' learning the turns that weren't worthless. In other words, workin' the word skills furthest. As a public speaker, once in a blue moon, nervous. Reason enough to be rockin' a few verses like the time when I rhymed at a primary school service; servin' the first verses at least ten years earlier than you heard this. Rehearsed words were…

Lyrics by Cozmo Beregofsky

Some are preaching love, but they harm with aggression.
And people wanna know stuff, but they don't ask questions.
It's a crazy world with a lot to teach.
These days being a poor person isn't cheap.

So many intentions and perceptions from the different angles entangled;
a million opinions in the truth.
Anyone trying to convince me that it's not the case,
you would have a better chance if you were going to
attempt tempting a meth head,
offering alternatives such as ten cups of strong coffee…

Lyrics by Cozmo Beregofsky

Groovy illusions, over the moon. Feel the forces, soon to consume.

Drunken Monkey's vision's fuzzy when he's sucking on the booze. Groovy illusions, over the moon. Somethin' funky on the stereo. Intoxicated moves. Groovy illusions, over the moon.

When you hear the Beregofsky flow you can tell I'm buzzin’ like a mosquito. Speaking on a mic is gonna cost green notes 'cause I'm not the type to watch the broccoli grow. Gotta heave-ho 'cause I don't wanna be slow. It's gotta be pro when…

Lyrics by Cozmo Beregofsky

I'm just another brother. I'm just a brother from another mother of another colour. I've been waiting a long time for us to love each other; for us to love another brother of another colour with another mother and another brother.

Adelaide's the place where I chill; where I build skill; all of my dreams are fulfilled. Never standing still, trying to climb the high hills. Real with the spiel, trying to rhyme for nice meals. I want the mass appeal so I can sign the right deal. Fatten…

Lyrics by Cozmo Beregofsky

Struggle is on in this person, in amongst myself, then I listen to the rhythm and it’s funky as hell. 'Cause I’m balancing my eggs and I’m running as well, am I winning, am I losing? Man, I can’t even tell. It’s repeated rehearsal, Mother Culture’s circle. It’s repeated rehearsal, Mother Culture’s circle. It’s repeated rehearsal, Mother Culture’s circle, man, fuck this! However, by the sea and next to the desert is a land with some people who’s minds can expand. From the meditator…

Lyrics by Cozmo Beregofsky

Observation and preparation and self-motivation and concentration and patience to face any situation and make known my name to the hip hop nation. That’s the eventual outcome. Emcees will be completely outdone. It’s the thought that counts whenever writing a rhyme. Einstein-style insights are bound to pop up line by line because I’m one of a kind. I’m incredibly wise. When I’m freestyling I might talk violence despite what the people like – it’s my birthright to stop another…