Beyond Your Back Door.
Beyond Your Back Door.
1. Beyond Your Back Door. 2. Just A Few Minutes. Listen to Beyond Your Back Door in full in the this site app. Play on this site. Released on: 2003-01-01. Auto-generated by YouTube.
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All music by Tim Wright except The Ride, vocals by Toastie Taylor, written by Tim Wright and Garvin Edwards and Thirst, vocals by Juice Aleem, backing vocals by Dick Blade, written by Tim Wright and . Saxophone played by Raphael Ravenscroft. Recorded, engineered and produced by Tim Wright in The Office, York, 2003. Mastered by Mike at The Exchange. Dust," as well, takes a cut-up vocal and lets its wiggle out in bits and pieces, but "Killergod" throws the breaks back into drive mode and burns rubber with it. "Shine" does have a birghtness to it, even as its lower tones ground it, though the hidden track takes the album out on dark, doomed jazz. This album leaves you thirsting for more.
Back Door is the eponymously titled debut studio album of Back Door, released independently in 1972 by Blakey Records. It received wider distribution when it was adopted by Warner Bros. It introduced the group's virtuoso approach to jazz, funk, soul, blues and hard rock music. In 2005, the album was listed on JazzTimes' top fifty albums released between 1970 and 2005. In 2014 it was re-released on CD, compiled with 8th Street Nites and Another Fine Mess, by BGO Records.
Album · 2016 · 3 Songs. Can't Stop Remixes - EP Tim Wright.
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Tommy Wright, I creep at night Posse deep is how I creep Popping slugs, selling drugs I ain't nothing but a thug, selling dope I can't cope, with my life, so I fight Each and every day to get paid money's gotta get made Got a gun, by my side, duck If you see my. ride Last motherfucker that wanted to jump Mane That nigga died I ain't got no feelings, I be killin with my Glock cocked Neighbors peepin' while I'm creepin fuck, a neighborhood watch Suicidal, homicidal nigga pass me my lighter Blaze the laser, check my pager, put that bitch . .killah, on the run with the gun G Murdah in the first degree Tommy Wright More on Genius.