Star Pilot's Chronicles: Danger

by Kielen King / Haley Horsfall

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Allegiances are useless when all you need are the credits..

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released April 6, 2018

Written & Composed by: K. King
Vocals by: Haley Horsfall
Danger & Danger (Remix) Vocals by: Kielen King & Haley Horsfall
Mixed/Mastered by: K. King
Cover Art: K. King

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Kielen King Portland, Oregon

I make Cinematic Hip-Hop, Electronic, & R&B music that often revolves around a theme or other storytelling aspect. My compositions are electronic in nature with a heavy hip-hop influence, with a generous helping of vocal harmony sprinkled throughout.

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Track Name: Time
I don't have time for love
My gun's enough
Please call my bluff

You just get all caught up
You think you're tough but you'll
Return to dust

I'm going to have to see him again
It will be bittersweet maybe less for him
He never really saw me die
But when he thought I was going there were tears in his eyes
It never really crossed my mind
He might be in love, I was willfully blind
Besides, I'm the one that told him to stay
It's not fair, but it's cold in space

I don't have time for love
My gun's enough
Please call my bluff

You just get all caught up
You think you're tough but you'll
Return to dust

I wonder if he'll recognize
I was involved & his foe survived
I'm not one for playing both sides
But, that's too many credits to let it ride
Plus, I get an extra forty percent
If no one else is cognizant
Battle to the death, whoever is left
Can savor his last breath, I'll savor the check

I don't have time for love
My gun's enough
Please call my bluff

You just get all caught up
You think you're tough but you'll
Return to dust

I don't have time for love
My gun's enough
Please call my bluff

You just get all caught up
You think you're tough but you'll
Return to dust
Track Name: Currency
So foolish, they never learn
You gotta see through the yearn
One pilot, similar to the rest
You'd think he'd learn, shot straight through the chest
Nevertheless, I look good in that dress
And suppressed his power to second guess
I was even on the flight deck
I brought the drink, he still didn't suspect
Two mercs don't cost too much
To work a ship outta that fool's clutch
Send him to the infirmary, then I'll make
Genius work for me (complete take)
Go get the ship. Those mercs better fly
If not, they don't get paid and both die
So sad they have to play the role in the drama
Those two should have invested in better armor

It's talent you need. I don't come cheap
They get it in docking bays or even in hyper-sleep
The credits better be ready when it's complete
Deliver the currency. Results are your receipt

Generally speaking, I hate military
But he loves cash and his allegiances vary
As long as I get paid it's their concern
Enough battles, you'd think he would have learned
Nevertheless, put on the next dress
They continue writing checks with eyes on the breasts
Simple minded...easily blinded
Priorities always out of alignment
I get the package. It seems like a waste
to deliver the goods without having a taste
Either way I'll be able to cash out
Bounty hunters, easy to catch on the last route
They head to stations with capture verification
Collect their compensation then rest and relaxation
Not only is the contract paid
I'll empty his cargo hold, perfectly played

It's talent you need. I don't come cheap
They get it in docking bays or even in hyper-sleep
The credits better be ready when it's complete
Deliver the currency. Results are your receipt

It's talent you need. I don't come cheap
They get it in docking bays or even in hyper-sleep
The credits better be ready when it's complete
Deliver the currency. Results are your receipt
Track Name: The Ruse
The Ruse
The sex appeal is a test of wills
Confused
I'm not obligated just underestimated
Abused
I'm not here to coddle I'm straight from the bottle
You Lose
My one occupation is singular compensation

My facial expression mimics the lesson
That space is ice cold. It's tough to grow old
I exist as a recluse I avoid the refuse
I shoot first. Put guns to good use
Any quadrant you need a solvent, It's all mine
Any target you need bombarded, it's nullified
Just the the money waiting, it's not a game
If any fragments are absent, you get the flame

The Ruse
The sex appeal is a test of wills
Confused
I'm not obligated just underestimated
Abused
I'm not here to coddle I'm straight from the bottle
You Lose
My one occupation is singular compensation

I got the T-19 Hyper-drive...too fast
Centillion core upgrade to do the math
Plasma fused rail-gun projectile blasts
And solar panel hot tub plates...I like a bath
My ship's a tracer...Hunter Pursuit class
She's quick, but will put a foot in your ass
I'm in pursuit, but it's not what you think
I'll empty the chamber & your pockets don't blink

The Ruse
The sex appeal is a test of wills
Confused
I'm not obligated just underestimated
Abused
I'm not here to coddle I'm straight from the bottle
You Lose
My one occupation is singular compensation