Dubstep Warz, Behind The Scenes

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and fire and fire in desolate places. When this commandment was delivered to Jast, then he read it before the Lord's book, which even breathed in our camp. Thank you.

We'll be right back. Thank you.

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Thank you. I don't wanna see no more bloodshed

I don't wanna see no more bloodshed In this time, I tell you to belong the night. We don't want to work tonight. We don't want to watch and to fight. We don't want a wife tonight

And we don't want a boss and a wife I'm not going to die. I was at DMZ in Brixham on Saturday night and I'll tell you what, it was the most inspirational experience I've had in a club in the last 10 years.

The energy, the raw energy that you feel at the flashpoints of an exploding scene like this is just phenomenal in every way. The DMZ are going to be hosting their first dance in Leeds on February the 4th at the West Indian Centre in Chappeltown. Hit www.dmzuk.com for all the information you need. It's Marianne Hobbs. We're with you until 3 o'clock this morning. If you want to hit us tonight, text us 81199. That's the number you need, 81199. Next to play for us tonight is Scream. Just 19 years old, this boy. one of the fastest rising stars in the dark skies of dubstep.

He's a prolific producer and the boy responsible for one of the scene's hottest anthems of 2005, Midnight Request Line. This is the 30 dubstep wars. Hulu! Thank you.

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We're dark, light, light, bright It's a struggle to maintain my appetite In a time that's filled with gluttonous fear My pain's choice is this your tedious We just spend money, time in the very last time And it seems you will only ever leave behind It's a worrying time to lift the order from the corners With no obvious minds as we look for strong and sober Blinded by the fictions of an army or a passion Touch the senses to a piece of imperceptible and in the culture As a child I was always happy to go and let me

As a man I believe I am just being loved To be alive inside of you see a dangerous system locked in and slid out of all recognitions This is the magic of the tears I have seen I am lost in perilous but beautiful dreams And a sleep is made to a thousand doors With a sub-base emerging to the open floor In a state of the paralysis, restriction for some balances Climbing by subliminals that's from another galaxy Globalized and limited by these polarizing economy Even answers like questions that never existed to function.

I'm going to go to the next episode. I'm out.

One step forward, watch a two step back One step forward, watch a two step back Twist the lines out of all recognition Understand this, who do have to make a decision? Mashing up the system with a paraflexible hearing Fling this blasted sinting back on my RU addiction The truth lies somewhere between a lie and a fiction There's no use blaming the heath we are chasing after Because all is fair and equal between servants and lost

Strange old things seem to remain the same When all the wily are trying to make change Watch all the mutants in my fight and in struggle Pushin' up themselves to find space in the middle To be seen, seen, is what it all seems to me When big things are gone, I don't know what surprise How it bleeds your dry abilities in your eyes See, me as a man, I don't want to tell anybody what to do But there's an abstract black hole laughing after you Biological patterns, nor a mystical answer If the mind shall be, I'll be asked, what this thing are having? Filling up your head with all these quotes from the scripture

To rupture a structure that'll make this thing corrupt, yep Testament, I say, to the spirits of the culture Strange old teens seem to remain the same When all the while we are trying to make change Twist the lines out of all recognition Understand this, but not to make a decision One step forward, but actually two steps back One step forward, but actually two steps back A temperature rise before we reach the gates Such a snore that what we fall before The sleek dark circus with eyes that gleam to the night Some curse that swerve with every shape in the heart

An intense fever of balls and screams as it burns up from the inside My head is a clear swear pleasure and pure cup of tea You see, no, that can happen than the steps of colonial residence without even a moment's entrance. But is that one? Somebody is even surprised. It's just that nobody has news. We only have ourselves close. The trials and tribulations. What a tribulation.

What's urban and relation between man and man? You see the territory is rough and the fear what fear it is clear what has to be done No victories, no defeat, just a burning chalice of disease No, how can you show life is just a careless way What a holy for bad a relation we're inna to thee Watcha Victims themselves of a close encounter That's what abduct us, construct us Becoming infected, fixed By an alien virus So alien, so viral Living species

Creatures covered Spoken in rhyming tentacles Stimuli to the audio And the iron clip On a walk up It's like a swim away. I think that was a great winner. Winners of the Breezeblot mix of 2005. listeners all over the world were just devastated by their first session for us back in July of last year. Tonight they're here with more of the sonic firestorms that we love.

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Sound of the war chief Straight out to Jason, the transmission, slicing the plates Pushing the weight Artistic Subbreze Black Bob Wars I'm a soldier.

Yeah. She's still got warriors inside the room, for the warriors that ain't here. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Let's go. Let's go. Hold on, fuck. Back to the mystics. Back to Capo B. Just as a family team we're dealing Everyone's weapons come from transition though, standard issue

Send it, Lord No down and dirty Time to get a little spongy Some warfare than necessary

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Deeper and darker we go. Oh I'm losing this one. Yeah. My two.

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