1. |
Zero Gravity
02:12
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read me
tell me what you need to believe me
tell me who you think that you see
when you peep me
tell me i’m a beast
tell me you at peace when you leave me
you can say what you gonna say freely
they ain’t say it hurts so deeply
to be free
that ain’t say a thing
they just watch from the cheap seats
i don’t want it if it’s that easy
if you need a hole dug
pick a time of day
stuck giving no fucks
tryna find a way
black hole son
tryna shine a ray
preacher man
brother duck hope that’s donald ray
try emergency power
it won’t work
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2. |
Crater Maker
02:03
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make what i wanna make
i ain’t got the time to waste
i don’t take no time outs
say what you gonna say
play if you wanna play
fuck around and find out
make what i wanna make
i ain’t got the time to waste
i don’t take no time outs
heed what i’m tryna say
tryna find a way
in a hole i’m tryna climb out
from the bottom of the bottom of the path from last trust fall from the summit
(it’s always something)
you can pick apart the pieces of my past
but i promise that ain’t whatcha really wanting (I’m haunted)
yea purge in bucket like fuck it
i’ve been carrying that trash up in my stomach (hmm that ain’t nothing)
i’m just tryna unpack kick back i’ve been carrying that baggage since the plummet
i can see the top thru all the blunt smoke
long way from droppin doses in the punch bowl
pushing boulders upslope
so close
i’m talking i can smell pop’s folders in a cup close
best part of waking up personal and up close
heart too cold pipes froze and the trust broke
prolly struck a chord on the upstroke
crater maker go for gusto
zero fucks tho
make what i wanna make
i ain’t got the time to waste
i don’t take no time outs
say what you gonna say
play if you wanna play
fuck around and find out
make what i wanna make
i ain’t got the time to waste
i don’t take no time outs
heed what i’m tryna say
tryna find a way
in a hole i’m tryna climb out
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3. |
Mud Trudging Vampires
04:00
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“..i believe music is begging to be made and that it has power to create..”
lemme set the scene
tryna get ahead of things
already seen just about everything
that i never dreamed
Vicodin Percocet codeine promethazine
graduate to H and benzo
that’s the recipe
just to get that nod
tolerance got the best of me
voluntarily marry what will probably
be the death of me
best friends said i’m bout to fall off desperately
turn around flip em all off as i’m exiting
yeah i’m some friend
i can count it all on one hand
how many times i’ve been there
for someone till the storm end
walking in the rain soak and wet
slumped in a shoe box full of dirty rigs
i used to keep my 1’s in
death and misery
keep some company with em
takes more than a taste
to get comfortable with em
heavy baggage on a death trip
caught in the middle
if you ain’t been there before
you probably lost in the riddle
ok lemme explain
on to the next thang
close your eyes
kinda extreme not no x games
but not unlike eating shit on a deck
pained by a buncha wounds
fresh stains and some chest pains
my nerves badd
i was really an addict
couldn’t hear you through the chaos
plenty of static
chasing carrots on a stick
i’m the silliest rabbit
might end up in a stew
by all the industry standards
probably where the chorus should go
but i ain’t finished yet
barely in the game
haven’t started any scrimmage yet
tryna locate the pain
where the trauma intersect
only word of mouth
haven’t finished any sentence yet
wade through the mud
tryna catch a ray
maybe bathe in the sun
tryna get a taste
got fangs in the blood
we don’t age
we were raised in the flood
made a place in it
yea yea yea
pray for the love
if you tryna save face
then just pray for the plug
tryna get a taste
it’s the chase not the buzz
we don’t rage
we just wait for the flood
we were raised in it
you can catch me drowning everyday
for like 10 years straight
hard to keep my head in any sincere space
self sabotage and pretend it’s fate
belt around the arm like a 26 inch snake
maybe make a baby while i’m this lake
but wait get off tour
say she six weeks late
barely known her 6 months
in an empty space
how ima ever be a father
sick in this weak state
i wasn’t running from hell
i was living in it
fetishizing punishing myself
just to kill a minute
pun intended
thought i’d really wanna end it
even typed a text out
but i ain’t really wanna send it
i was in bad place down bad
tears of a clown mask
you ain’t got ask i’ll tell you
why i don’t sound mad
lucky i wasn’t already dead
where i was found at
nobody wanna be around that
wounds licked clean
bandage tightly wound
heavy heads wear the crown
so i pawned it for a brown bag
i’m a profound drag
bring em down fast
going underground
deep down where they scrounge at
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4. |
Lockdown
03:48
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from chow call to lights out
we be beating on the tables
till they pull a knife out
from lockdown to lockdown
we beating on our chest
beat-beating on our
from chow call to lights out
we beating on the tables
till they put an eye out
lockdown lockdown
lockdown lockdown
visitation sunday
football in the tv room
button up fresh whites
fam bout to see me soon
we was at the table
blasting off tryna see the moon
black taught me how to
hum a bass line and beat a tune
real police everywhere
sneaking up the back way
package flying over razor wire
at the back gate
probably just a dummy pack
to show us where the dummies at
drops coming off the visitation yard
run it back
i seen amigo make 100 stacks
ain’t lift a finger
just chillin by his rack
doing jumping jacks
Gus Fring type cat
sorta type cast
5 guys within arms reach
of where the knife’s at
never sleep
that’s the cousin of dirt
plus i’m bout to get my visit
don’t get blood on my shirt
i just be minding my own business
i know nothing of worth
we just be rappin
ain’t no cappin
no one has to get hurt ugh
“fight!”
from chow call to lights out
we be beating on the tables
till they pull a knife out
from lockdown to lockdown
we beating on our chest
beat-beating on our
from chow call to lights out
we beating on the tables
till they put an eye out
lockdown lockdown
lockdown lockdown
shift change D block
black was on the beat box
laundry man dropping off
state whites and clean socks
it’s store day shaking shams
by the tree spot
just dropped 10 pack of tops
on some reebok’s
tat man toothpaste cap
that’s an ink top
hotrail top bunk
holler if they see cops
SB’s send a crash dummy
when the seats hot
junkies in the corner sharing rigs
for a free wash
one time everywhere
boots on the ground shit
slipping on the blood puddles
right where they found kid
goon squad coming in
whole camp surrounded
face down on the mat
bet not make a sound shit
or catch a stick to the dome
get your crown split
silence turn violent real quick
when the ground shift
we just tryna rap
get daps and some pounds
shit now we bout to burn this bitch down with the township
from chow call to lights out
we be beating on the tables
till they pull a knife out
from lockdown to lockdown
we beating on our chest
beat-beating on our
from chow call to lights out
we beating on the tables
till they put an eye out
lockdown lockdown
lockdown lockdown
from chow call to lights out
we be beating on the tables
till they pull a knife out
from lockdown to lockdown
lockdown lockdown
lockdown lockdown
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5. |
Cedar Brook
03:46
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“this is one of those time you might find yourself in prison..and maybe lose someone else’s cell phone battery..maybe have to pull off an escape to get it back. i’m sure you’ve been there”
you can feel like a king
in the pen with a cell phone
get your hands on one
feeling like hell froze
all you need now
is some lotion for your elbows
a free world beanie by adidas
and some shell toes
maybe a visit or two
hear your name at mail call
see who come visiting you
room on the list
see hope come in the view
barely hanging on
at the end of my rope in a zoo
it was me black and bono
with the telephono
chasing green dots
cop packs for the low low
battery on charge
guards in the yard
hotrail at the window
got eyes on em hard
snitches probably everywhere
stitches in their face
gotta know your enemies
and know the risk that you take
ears in the street
hear the shit that you say
enticed by police
with some fish on a plate
free world food like a delicatessen
seen heads on a chopping blocks
in less than a second
for some fresh mozzarella
bruschetta or sopprapatta
stab a celly in the back
have to live with it forever
count time everybody catch a rack
cell battery in a chip bag
stashed in the trash
gotta act fast
shift runner got a task
shift change taking out trash in a flash
oh man this is bad
how we finna get it back
bono big mad rightly so
see big homie doing life
coming up for parole
already did 18 straight down the road
hit the perimeter
beyond the flood lights
level 3 work camp
a year to go if done right
keep in mind
this is technically escape
if i’m caught sent back behind the fence
in a cage
and probably back to court
to look the judge in the face
sentenced more time
cuz i caught a different case
yea this is how my brain use work
make up scenarios assume the worst
but here i am in a pitch black bad dream
strike a match
tryna see where the stash be
literally in a dumpster nasty
wrapped in blankets
so the camera don’t catch me
and if the cctv see me
ima lose more than my store twice weekly
ask if it’s worth it and i repeat
not today satan you ain’t finna beat me
i framed the picture
it don’t need a hook (need a hook)
flies on the wall
tryna see me shook (see me what!?)
eyesore decor
call it cedar brook (cedar brook)
if you don’t like it
STFU read a book (cedar brook bitch!)
i framed the picture
it don’t need a hook (need a hook)
flies on the wall
tryna see me shook (see me what!?)
eyesore decor
call it cedar brook (cedar brook)
if you don’t like it
STFU read a book (read a book bitch!)
but shit ain’t go
exactly how intentions planned it
made it back by next count
but came up empty handed
i’m looking like veggie plate
tossed in spaghetti
baked in the sun 6 days straight
dank and rancid
threw my clothes away
scrape the waste from my face
big bruh saved the day
same route different pace
after count gotta wait
i’m like ooh lawd
they send the hounds today
but big bro a pro
look at him go
madew it back before chow call
and nobody know
except maybe couple flies on the wall
if they come and shake me down
no surprise at all
that was just couple days ago
now the word around camp
say the major knows
caught red handed with no place to go
but back behind the fence
and hope bono make parole
like woah
i framed the picture
it don’t need a hook (need a hook)
flies on the wall
tryna see me shook (see me what!?)
eyesore decor
call it cedar brook (cedar brook)
if you don’t like it
STFU read a book (cedar brook bitch!)
i framed the picture
it don’t need a hook (need a hook)
flies on the wall
tryna see me shook (see me what!?)
eyesore decor
call it cedar brook (cedar brook)
if you don’t like it
STFU read a book (read a book bitch!)
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6. |
42
03:49
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42 months i did in pen
baby mama dipped after maybe 6
so called friend been around my kid
i ain’t heard from either of em ever since
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah you can’t ignore it
(or afford it)
even tho i’m hella bent i’m heaven sent
but when death knockin gotta let it in
this forever ever ever ever never quit
only out a day but different ever since
let’s begin
home now settled in
what’s her name let’s forget
fresh script pain medicine
that’s her bestest friend
somebody’s better half
bout to check in at the exit inn
police with the next of kin
that’s my nephew clint
supposed to hit the swimming pool
but the text never sent
ain’t nobody pointing fingers
that’s irrelevant
i could hear it in the tone of text
in that letter sent
said the ibogaine down in mexico
was excellent
it never ends
42 months i did in pen
baby mama dipped after maybe 6
so called friend been around my kid
i ain’t heard from either of em ever since
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah you can’t ignore it
(or afford it)
everybody’s bottom hella different
i ain’t trippin
some just go in
some’ll go off
i just go
but what’s the difference
just a number
a statistic
on display
at an exhibit
brain in jars
training hard
aim for stars
can’t get with it
can’t get far if you ain’t kickin
yeah it’s hard when you ain’t winnin
gotta improve your aim
or change the target if you ain’t hittin
i ain’t bothered by who started
all them charges brought against us
what is gas to a match
when it’s fire on them bridges
who was a thief
who was a monster
who was a liar on them bridges
who all died
who complied
who conspired on them bridges
that ain’t mine that ain’t mine
why you climbing in my business
oh it’s fine oh it’s fine
that’s a vibe and it’s suspicious
yea
42 months i did in pen
baby mama dipped after maybe 6
so called friend been around my kid
i ain’t heard from either of em ever since
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah i’m better for it
(better for it)
i’m better for it yeah you can’t ignore it
(or afford it)
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7. |
Clowns at Magick School
03:23
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aye please don’t pray for me no more
i’m kicked back laughing at you
argue who need jesus more
reaching for a slice of pie
but end up with a piece of war
i’m picking up the pieces still
that’s the peace i’m reaching for
ask me if i’m smiling or i’m wyldin
i’m like either or
role reversal climbing steps
knocking on the reaper’s door
borrow a cup of sugar
then i invite him to the easter
boi i come from underneath what’s underneath what’s underneath the floor
smoking on the front porch
dream up what i’m scheming for
i’ll secure the bag
ok you just tip the pizza boy
everybody eating
don’t be cheating
how you eating more
that ain’t right
and all that biting probably
why your teeth are sore
kinda hard to see the score
swarms of mosquitoes soar
just above the steeple
while the creatures in the bleachers roar
we ain’t keeping score no more
i carnivore that sorta chore
only fuck with pigs if they’re flying
or i order pork
no parlor tricks
i just set intentions then i roll with it
higher self smoking with my soul
like ‘you sure spitting’
let it go let it go let it go (get it)
let it go let it go let it go (aight hold up hit it)
no parlor tricks
i just set intentions then i roll with it
high as hell holy clientele
i ain’t no different
this i know this i know
hold up (go on send it)
let it flow lose control like a ghost in it
go the distance
by any means ante up
straight content ugh
i don’t give a trendy fuck
i wish you old heads plenty luck
gettin jimmy up
think you bearing gifts
you just sliding down the chimney stuck
you’ll be around the bend
exit 10 picking pennies up
i’m on cloud 9 set to 10
spending stimmies wut
jordan when peel peele it back
underground there’s plenty Us
call yourself a goat
i know some goats
you just plenty sus
teach em how to fish today
flick a wrist whip the weight
make sure that your whip is straight
beating up that interstate
only mission in this simulation
is to get the cake
happy birthday on the dinner plate
sliding into home base
wonder is it safe
every pitcher need a change-up
the batter can’t anticipate
i don’t give a holy flying pig
what algorithms say
penetrate ricochet
clickbait insta page
no parlor tricks
i just set intentions then i roll with it
higher self smoking with my soul
like “he sure spittin”
let it go let it go let it (go get it)
let it go let it go let it (aight hold up hit it)
no parlor tricks
i just set intentions then i roll with it
high as hell holy clientele
i ain’t no different
this i know this i know
(hold up go on send it)
let it flow lose control like a ghost in it
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8. |
Pillar of Salt
03:29
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here’s sumn for free
better bite your tongue
if you come for me
i can get your number
while i slumber sleeping comfortably
dig deep
sneak a peek what’s underneath
sucker free
move along now there’s none to see
black sheep gnashed teeth stomach rumbling
oversized ego big puns
with a tongue in cheek
work the magick
cuz everybody wanna see
rumplestiltskin spinning gold
in some dungarees
i’m hella grateful so i watch my speed
got it locked and the crate full
but lost that key
i’m a message in bottle
stay lost at sea
but i ain’t been to sleep
ever since i caught that Z
ugh don’t play chicken
tryna cross that street
can’t survive a cold world
if you lost that heat
ain’t no money where your mouth is
talk back cheap
nose dive hang glide
slide off that peak
yea play this at my funeral
same spiel as usual
somebody’s preacher
picking potting soil from my cuticles
rise early up when the rooster crows
when you really think about it
mmm kinda beautiful
yea when you really think about it
mmm kinda beautiful
you know
when you really think about it
mmm i’on know
flip 21 grams to an O tryna move a soul
dead eyes in my way
but i ain’t moving tho
i’ve seen it all
plus the sound kinda soothing so
i’ma sit and listen to the trumpet
play the bluest note
call me señor onion head
the layer slayer
peel back real rap
mr. razor blader
not a cutter but it’s butter
i’ll filet a hater
mac said love it or lie
so i’m like later player
tomato paste in the face
of the taste makers
set the metronome to methadone
and pace makers
i’m like fuck it rap now pray later
they say my days are numbered
never been a play it safe-r
rap’s ari aster
cringy with the imagery
faces in the trees talking back
say they sick of me
listen with my arms crossed
salty yet attentively
big headed hard headed
heart full of empathy
circle full of musical chairs
playing empty seats
pretentiously pretend to be
some sorta friend to me
i’ve slain dragons
killed masters
forgiven enemies
battled demon-like entities
for entry fees
no qualms being the man
i was meant to be
instantly begin to see
what could’ve ended me
could’ve been the bad trip
down in tennessee
could’ve been the judge
held a grudge during sentencing
essentially i’m just tryna put it simply
when i really think about it
mmm don’t you send for me
nah when i really think about it
mmm don’t you send for me
yea
i can’t tell you how i’m built
that’s too obvious
that really bring em out
really show you who’s the saltiest
who going nuts at the sodium podium
who going nuts at the sodium podium
i can’t tell you how i’m built
that’s too obvious
that really bring em out
really show you who’s the saltiest
who going nuts at the sodium podium
who going nuts at the sodium podium
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9. |
Hermit Heretic
04:23
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“..quick do something. quick! jumping jupiters! i cant..i can’t..i lost gravity. i gotta do something quick. hurry up hurry up..”
i’d rather be alone
there ain’t nothing wrong
i’m just comfiest at home
i get in that zone
maybe write a couple songs
maybe hit a bong
maybe i’m the one
that’s been wrong all along
i’d rather be alone
just kicking it at home
ain’t a thing different but the zone
and that depend on what size
dose that i’m on
don’t call me
i ain’t picking up the phone
leave a message at the tone
yea life in the pandemic
jump state jump straight
through some hoops land in it
might as well make a bed
grow some plants it
to be honest prefer it this way
huh man listen
got goats co-signing and endorsing me
but it’s hard to picture chasing dreams
after quarantine
used to love getting out
actually would enjoy to leave
now i’m stuck up in the house
really can’t afford to leave
literally ain’t speaking figuratively
somehow the bed that i’ve made
seem bigger to me
self isolation used to be a trigger to me
but now i high five self
like we winning the league
this for every introvert
sweating every session
for the obsessive compulsive
disorderly essence
attention to detail
like the devil is present
but now i’m up by 7
that’s a helluva deficit
i’d rather be alone
there ain’t nothing wrong
i’m just comfiest at home
i get in that zone
maybe write a couple songs
maybe hit a bong
maybe i’m the one
that’s been wrong all along
i’d rather be alone
just kicking it at home
ain’t a thing different but the zone
and that depend on what size
dose that i’m on
don’t call me
i ain’t picking up the phone
leave a message at the tone
i gotta sick job now
selling weed legally
at the dip cross town
trust that irony not lost on me
had to lawfully put things back
how they ought to be yea
you think it happened overnight
you trippin
entire adult life
been trapped in the system
obviously finally made it out but listen
ptsd got me scared
i’m about to relive it damn
you should see my unread emails
pushing 14k chasing dead brain cells
off dope a few years
but still in that same cell
thinking that i can’t stay clean by myself
cut the safety net
i’m preparing to jump
got a monkey on my back
but i ain’t scared of the chump
psilocybin sliding past my larynx lump
neurogenesis promote some clarity huh
i’d rather be alone
there ain’t nothing wrong
i’m just comfiest at home
i get in that zone
maybe write a couple songs
maybe hit a bong
maybe i’m the one
that’s been wrong all along
i’d rather be alone
just kicking it at home
ain’t a thing different but the zone
and that depend on what size
dose that i’m on
don’t call me
i ain’t picking up the phone
leave a message at the tone
“..earth control i’m in quick danger. i got - i found my ship but..i’m out here without gravity. no gravity..”
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Nerves Baddington Birmingham, Alabama
Nerves Baddington is the seamless duo of rapper Inkline and producer Kilgore Doubt. The two were bandmates since their childhood in Birmingham, AL. With roots in emceeing and bass, respectively, Inkline and Kilgore create dark, atmospheric beats, under cerebral bars punctuated by catchy hooks. Critics have lauded their work as “a jaw-dropping ode to lyricism” ... more
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