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1. |
Bangarang
03:38
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I will
Tie em up in nooses
Drag em to the gallows
Stealers of the light
That protect us from the shadows
Such foolish thoughts
Thats what'd they think
When he would speak
As he'd precede to pick apart
The price and cost
So often he felt lost
Of course he knew
He was the only one to change it
Without getting soft
That shouldn't matter
What's that chatter
In his head
That vial tone
Is there a voice?
Who makes the choice
Why can't he turn it off?
In the midst of all his questions
He learns of filthy pit falls
And regression
How clever boy.
You seem to deem yourself a man
Only cutting off my hand
While a Croc patrols the land
Banish me to sea
Though he knows deep down
He will never truly flee
Prepared as he will ever be
For in my guts, sits a paranoia waiting to be swept away by the steps of dancing dreamers
Has they steady course
He shows no remorse
Though the symptoms of his agony
Radiate and reinforce
How time is short
And its only just a matter now
Before they reach the shore
Who would have guessed
Such a bloody mess
Would inflict an age of misery
Only to be carried out upon
A burdened chest
Everythings a test
A twist of more or less
In every other breath
There is no captain now
There was no captain then
There is only fear upon suspense
Hoping it all makes sense
Broken ties and lies
Are nothing to be followed short
Pull your self away
If you feel that you are not the sort
Nobody hears a thought
When it remains in mind
No body sees the truth
When your aiming blind
Well then men
Under the clothing of beasts
We will never retreat
I will
Tie em up in nooses
Drag em to the gallows
Stealers of the light
That protect us from the shadows
Oh, men...
We never knew any better
Blame it on the weather
Label it forever
When we reach the sky
Fly, high until they spell
Surrender
No leader is he
Only another contender
In a clash of swords
Of liquid form
A waterfall of battle
Leads the blood to sea
As it erodes
The pearly shores
In the Captains Quarters
Frustration grows intensely
Lost Boys surrounding
All his borders
He must rid the boy himself
Right-handed for the slaughter
Grabs a pistol off the shelf
Dagger in his belt
He knows the boy is here
His presence can be felt
He draws his blade
Kicks the door
Eye meets eye
Their faces melt
Well equipped
with equal skill
They bent blades
Around the wheel
The Croc below
Patiently awaiting
To finish off
His meal
Given the circumstance
He may just get his chance
The Captain sees the beast
And slips at first glance
Hanging by a hook
The boy stands over top
He contemplates
Weather he should help him up
Or help him drop
He looks into his eyes
He knows where he should stop
He hears a scream
Then hears a splash
Silenced by the Croc
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Tragic was his course
Ridden on a golden horse
Sooner beaten down then praised
Left to defend his ways
Right through the days
Unfit, unreal, serpentine
Leave the poor bastard
For what its worth
What’s his is his
What’s mine is mine
Wanna write em out
Ya'll wanna blow that line?
Caught
In a web full a shit
Feel the grit
And the taste of the drip
Scratching away, day by day
Feeling every moment as another replay
Losing precious focus
On hopeless ways to cope with
The issues in your life
Good reason to do dope kid
Well equipped with excuses
Leaving open loose ends
Running through the fray
Unaware of the date
In the dwellings of a nu sense
Lying where the truth bends
Is anyone a true friend?
One that builds you up
Not the kind that bring you down
Drag you round
To be their clown
Better lace ya boots
Tighten up and shoot
Now a days tourniquets
Double as noose
Still no use for bent n burnt spoons
But there’s room for weed and mushrooms
Watch em all zoom, hear em all click
Every second is a thought of a thought
Off a wall made a brick
Feel time tick
As it warps n it slips
And reality sits
Tragic was his course
Ridden on a golden horse
Sooner beaten down then praised
Left to defend his ways
Right through the days
Unfit, unreal, serpentine
Leave the poor bastard
For what its worth
What’s his is his
What’s mine is mine
Wanna write em out
Ya'll wanna blow that line?
Caught
In a web full a shit
Feel the grit
And the taste of the drip
Scratching away, day by day
Feeling every moment as another replay
Losing precious focus
On hopeless ways to cope with
The issues in your life
Good reason to do dope kid
Me?
I don't know shit
I just throw fits
And I flow bits
And pieces of my life
Scattered on track
Tell it how it is
Tell it how we live
Caught up in the mix
Mind clicking for a fix
This is for the kids
Who have gone through
More hell than most
Still they man
And stand their post
Play it far
Play it close
Commemorate every broken dose
Hope for hope
No rope for dope
Fuck them cats
All blowing smoke
They set to choke
You go for broke
Developing your skill
Nothings free, they steal, and time kills
(Go)
Diverting rapids
Diminish causes
Drowning sequence
Avert with caution
Dance with the skeletons
In your closet
Trip the light
For the dark is flawless
Grip tight
At night (take a walk)
The park is lawless
It might
Be fight (not talk)
But you know all this
Inverted passion
Embellished clauses
Crowning demons
The alert is offence
Tranced with benevolence in your off-set
Caught up late inside the darkness
Grip tight
At night (take a walk)
The park is lawless
It might
Be fight (not talk)
But you know all this
You know all this
Hurt for the work
Work through hurt
Which ones going to catch flame first?
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3. |
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Hurry up kids! Cause it’s all rage!
When you’re engulfed in a conformist coma-like stage
Not thinking for your self is the dance at a rave
Brain-washed dumb with a tidal wave
A tidal wave of thoughts like a gun pressed to your head
Try to escape conviction and you’re better left for dead
A taste so stale, it’s bitter yet sweet
Got nothing but call backs in the back seat……..
Approaching forty five while cruising down the street
Flippin off the ignorant to rhythm of my beat
Breaking all the boundaries while breaking in my sheets
Get your mind out the gutter I’m just talking about sleep
Sleep, yeah right! That’ll be the night
Bundled up tight mentally having to fight
Fighting off the gremlins that embrace me in my dreams
Clawing at my retina’s, and tearing all the seams
Itching and scratching at the thoughts that abrupt
My mind’s a volcano serotonin will erupt
Over playful melodies compute and make a stamp
Leaving individual markings on my imaginary staff
Releasing all the hounds, while starting up the flames
Cold blooded killer playing funny games
Teaching you a lesson because you can’t teach yourself
Should have never put the paper back, back upon shelf!
Take a deep breath and retain the flow
Keep the beat steady, alright nice and slow
Slowing down the increments, slowing down the verse
Showing all the fallacy that’s foreshadowed in a curse
Writing all the logic behind every profound word
Reading between the lines and dissecting every term
Ranting like a poet but, no meanings ever said
Logical, hypnotic now there’s playing in your head
Get the record straight so there’s something to break
Fastest to catch on will have made a mistake
The mistake of self confliction, addiction, and conviction
Cooking up these words, setting fire in the kitchen
Watch the smoke rising as it replaces the air
Ominous and frightening clouds signal despair
Filling up your lungs fumes staining them black
Feel the heat of the flames scorching at your back
Talk your self down you won’t feel the pain
You’re talking to yourself; does this mean you’re insane?
Does it mean you’ve lost track? Does it mean you’ve lost time?
Maybe you’re setting fire to the tragic, the tragic being your mind
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4. |
Lo & Behold
03:14
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My how it flies
Hides us and divides
It wasn't all
What we imagined in our minds
16 with time and cellophane secrets
Back against the wall, always on the defense
At 18
Plunged into the deep ends
Miserable weeks
Lost into the weekends
19 came
Music started speaking
My mind charted peaking
Drop out of class
In belief of my own reasoning
Turned 21
Numb to the core
And fucking dumb
Squeezing through the actions
Out came volume one
I recognize mistakes
I felt the failed breaks
Lo and behold
I break myself to dust
Over what it takes
You can tell me now
No need to wait for then
This is where my mind is, no matter where I'm functioning
I can not let it go, like when I'm missing home
Four hearts surround this isolated tone
Enough of the dark clouds and rain
Settled away in my brain
That storm that takes me to place
Where no body, no body knows my face
Some days are tired and lost
Misshaped
misguided
set off
With fit steps of aggression
Love is in the lesson
No need to ever question
Hit a lower bottom
Make a higher top
Does it ever stop?
You got control or do you not?
Curb your fury for the drop
Relentless
Maneuvering
Restless
Moods to swing
Wash it all away
For the moon to bring
Apologies to light
When anger cripples sight
Sometimes it ain't all right
But good enough stand n fight
Take your own advice
Remember how the story's told
Bring on the heat
When life, (life) , is gettin cold
This microphones an amulet
Dominate not prominent
First and last witness
Of Lo-Fi accomplishment
Self-medicated
Not jaded
Or out of patients
Frustrated at times
With what I'm facing
Yo!
Pick up the pace kid
Nerves bend
Words send
Tie up them loose ends
Never won to stab backs
Or commit with any new trends
Find me here on a path
Close friends
A dog and two cats
Her endless love
And an iron fist with a mic in its grasp
Whooping my ass
Forging the shape
Of my beating chest
Looking to pass
Afford an escape
Wish us all the best
Wouldn't it be great
To float away
Disappear
Instead of wallowing
The hollow days
To sit in fear
Out of the box
Made of glass
Watch it take new shape
(Day)
Routed to clocks
Paid in cash
Night derives true fate
Wouldn't it be great
To float away
Disappear
Instead of wallowing
The hollow days
To sit in fear
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5. |
When the Heart Unfolds
03:36
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Find this or don't
Hidden in a dark place
Manipulated madness
That draws blank on the card face
Boy, this is our race
Eye sore's from the poor taste
Scratching my head
At what makes all of these whores shake
I should really care less
I am never impressed
Conflicting ideals
Make me depressed
Art to pop culture
Pop to shock vultures
What happened to the man with broad shoulders?
It ain't over
Like the struggle of staying sober
Keep wishing and bitching
I think you're getting closer
Closer to what?
Closer to God.
Now hit that
Blow it out
Kick back
And then nod
Ah
Trust me
I'm not one to endorse
I am just one
To hit with blunt force
Steady my course
Provoke the support
Switching up priorities
Yo, fuck coming short
Its hard to judge the time we live
When everything is take and give
Always been a patient kid
Not one to go and say some shit
Not out of place or out of phase
Zoning in my mental state
That realness will elevate
That realness will elevate
Sitting high chillin
Ripely eyed villain
With no plot for doomsday
Or need for the millions
Only care if his hairs raise
Out of his skin
A dirty old reflection
Of the outside looking in
Sidewinder missile grin
Yo, watch what you pissing in
Sonic boom goes clap
And now I'm lost in the dissonance
Among the beauty marks of modern art
Can I call it that? Maybe I'm not so smart
Stay away from me,
Solitude required vacancy
Blessed with everything else
But complacency
I pick up vibes
So make sure you are blatantly
Honest with yourself
No need to hate on me
I got it covered
Distraught is this mother fucker
With a side of compassion
To spread it on like butter
Eat it up
When the heart unfolds in heart attacks
I'll be eaten the bread crumbs
To follow back
We continue growing ruthless
Neglecting where the youth is
We feel change inside
But render effort useless
Still lying where the truth bends
Off the deep, or no ends
Silent earth sleeps
While the people wake slow trends
Its hard to judge the time we live
When everything is take and give
Always been a patient kid
Not one to go and say some shit
Not out of place or out of phase
Zoning in my mental state
That realness will elevate
That realness will elevate
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6. |
Calm Before
03:36
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Hopeless in hard times
Make beats
Bar rhymes
It all seemed so simple as teen
With starred eyes
Naive
Out tuned
Re-bloomed
An out view
But in the corner lingers anger
And every wretched thought to out you
Damn, how unfortunate
The energy spent
Being miserable
That could be used to make this pure cement
Watch it drop like so
Get yourself up with ya soul
Why are you holding back
You know she's on the way
So let it go
.
Let it go
Blow it cold
Working pays
Writing grows
Job gets old
It gets told
Through the madness as a whole
I won't fold
I will mold
Be an example
Like a sample through the trample
And forever flicker
As the ever burning candle
Stick me on your mantle
Yes I am hard to handle
For the one's that do
I salute you through n through
Thanks for your support
I appreciate the glue
For keeping me together
When I didn't have a clue
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who am I? Who am I?
Who are we? Who are we?
Who are they?
Are we alive?
These are simple questions
That have the hardest answers
I'm an MC, dad to be, a head case, and a bastard
You are who you choose to be
We are all fucked up
They are who we choose for us
They're is poison in our lungs
Breathe it in, now breathe it out
Can this be undone?
Kick and punch
Scream and shout
Kiss the sky
Reach for the sun
Grab your gun
Read your psalm
On your knees with each one in your palms
Calling out the calm
The calm before the drop of bombs
Everyone I know is poor
But rich in ways that they know not
Who am I to open doors
All I do is talk a lot
All I do is smoke this pot
Sit around and watch the clock
Depressing myself further into another awkward spot
Love me so or love me not
Love can never be forgot
Remember it as always
Cause all this hatred really has to stop
Calm before the waves
Before the storm erodes away the sands
Calm before the mic
With a pounding heart and shaky hands
Calm before you closed your eyes
Opened them and made a stand
Realized its you, who owns up to it to be a man
Calm before the days
We learned, we're due to raise our own
Calm before the strange
Tones that spoke right to my soul
Calm before the patients
Ignorance and the basics
Speak for yourself
Get up, go on, face it
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Catch him
On the edge of space
With a laser gun
And a face to chase
Light speed travel
Galactic battles
He know a few cages
Gotta make em rattle
Earth is of course the base
A yo-yo planet all up in ya face
Hop in the ship
Not seen for days
Secret Santa Service
Give em gifts to play
Hey!
Space-man-dude
I dig your style
So I won't be rude
We ain't so different
You and I
I just wanna a bigger piece of this here pie
No you want it all
The streets, people, and dreams
Scaly green bastard know as Supreme Cream
Deserves nothing more than a head shot laser beam
Yeah, right in between
Galactic fusion rolled with blunt pass movement
Leave us with the stars in clear cut confusion
A delusion of myself in the milky way cruisin'
Raps in my mouth blasting voids full of music
While the planets are stoned
I carry on, on my own
Maneuver my lunar hopes of a home
Cause back down there is a world of drones
They didn't know any better so I leave em alone
They didn't know any better so I
(Bring that shit back)
Back
To a galactic tale
Astronaut vigilante
Who ain't made to fail
He rock a blue suit
Solo no troop
Mic grenades stocked
When he blow up your roof
An infiltrates defense
A tyrant for years
Supreme Cream's tense
Install em with fear
His fist hits the veneer
Dude kicks the door
Licks a shot in the air
Listen Cream
This all ends now
No love for the people
That make it go round
Sick of the works
Sick of the fits
Enough is enough
Your system is fixed
Only to please and serve your kind
And leave everybody else behind
They both drew guns
They both took aim
Neither one was waiting for the reign
Galactic fusion rolled with blunt pass movement
Leave us with the stars in clear cut confusion
A delusion of myself in the milky way cruisin'
Raps in my mouth blasting voids full of music
While the planets are stoned
I carry on, on my own
Maneuver my lunar hopes of a home
Cause back down there is a world of drones
They didn't know any better so I leave em alone
They didn't know any better
Spacemandude...
Dodged a shot to the right
Then a shot to the left
Pulled on the trigger
On every short breath
Supreme Cream fixed
On his enemies death
Laser beam holes
Every where
What a mess
Cruise ships blast one another to pieces
Missile launch towards Earth counts down in sequence
On the defense, the deepest of ends
Colors and sounds killed the suspense
Boom.
A mic grenade
Creates a black hole
Cream is blown away
Into the dark
Troops funneling down
Dude escapes as he hears the sound
Of it all explode
And all that floats is a dusty road
Left behind
To expose his past
If give you the time
With a blunt to pass
He'll give you his mind
You don't have to ask
He's hyper-fast
Cloak on the shuttle
You won't watch it crash
If you're ever in trouble
He will save your ass
If you're ever in trouble
He will save your ass
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8. |
Who Turned Out the Light
02:53
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Dirt approach
Burnt to a crisp
I'm a smoldered roach
Sitting in your ash tray
Blown away
Now hold your smoke
Hollow hope
Offers comfort
Your anxious mind provokes
Violent sulking
Skull piece
Murder clocks with
No hope
Create, sustain, elevate
Hard to demonstrate
Either you eat, starve
Or end up on the dinner plate
Don't linger where the winners are
I ignore the one's in charge
I could careless how high
You think you set the bar
Aggression is my middle name
Call me Ed when I'm to blame
Is he dead? It's all the same
I'll find him, when I break the chain
Practiced focus
Brings the art to life
Looking for myself
Asking
Who turned out the light?
Who turned out the light?
I did but I'm over it
Put it out in the openness
For any other human
Falling hard on their hopelessness
Own that bitch
Don't over wish
Dramatically romantic fish
Get up
Taste the salt water
When the oceans kiss
Everyone is hard to please
Personalities are cheap
Bought and smoked up like weed
I couldn't tell you what I need
Defiant silence
I need to find
Exactly where my mind is
Trust it. Or don't.
Holding your own ain't easy
Nothing that's worth it is
Now that's believing
Another moment of silence
I'll take em as they come
Then close both of my
My eye lids
(Your God)
Only to wake up
To a life time short of paradise
To a comfort more ensuring
Where innovation's in every sight
A heavy light
Beams and
Exceeds
Its weight upon my chest
Thank God if you're listening
For giving me this test
Contradictions are fowl
Far from an owl
No wisdom in the wings I sought
So I rock a cape and a cowl
Choosing the powers to be
Till wings are given to me
We give each other happiness
So give it
Open me, this home mc
Take me to the broken things
I believe these folks still sing
That the trumpets blare and the bells all ring
I got my mind full
Of shit that probably shouldn't matter
Hence the hesitation to even step upon the ladder
After all of this time
With all I've felt and gathered
Among the styles of rhymes, lines, echoes, chatter
Light pours from the deceitful to divine
You can clap it out or you can let it shine
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9. |
Say Grace
02:42
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Hold up
I've just begun
Learned it all while having fun
Didn't set myself to impress no one
Songs about a broken son
Produce my beats
Use my tongue
Sound out flows
Write out
Its crunch
Check the time
Then make some lunch
Wash it all down
An spit that punch
Then have it come back
Right in my face
No matter the track
Speaking in pace
As I gather the facts
Not running in place
Or moving to fast
Setting up home
Where the music will blast
Where my passion will grasp
And no matter what I do
I promise
You will never be last
Don't you worry about thing
You fall asleep here, as I sing
As I extend my words and reach
Guide you in my arms and keep
You safely off the ground
And calmly in the air
Say Grace
Your name came in a dream
It struck our hearts
To complete the beat
Changed the way
Your father walks
And the pace he moves his feet
Don't worry about the streets
You can play down in the grass
We can't wait to trick or treat
Read you books, and hear you laugh
You can watch your mother paint
You can hear your father play
We will be there everyday
To help you find you on your way
Our hearts are always here to stay
Our love will never stray
No matter where we are in space
My Ramona Grace
Don't you worry about thing
You fall asleep here, as I sing
As I extend my words and reach
Guide you in my arms and keep
You safely off the ground
And calmly in the air
Say Grace
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10. |
Story Told
03:42
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11. |
Off the Deepest of Ends
03:12
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13. |
Vanilla Basement
03:10
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14. |
A Walk in the Park
03:13
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15. |
Hollow Hands
02:40
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16. |
3 Hearts
04:11
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17. |
Missing Home
03:00
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18. |
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