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“i’ve reverse-thread the machine and i’ma play that exact piece of tape backwards now. ok just uh..
ok to prove you have not doctored it -
i have not doctored it in any way. alright let’s go ahead and start..
he will give you six six six?
yea…”
mane rok
Over it all
Been that dope under their nose/
Beneath surface lurkers avoiding the circus undertow/
Whaddyaknow
Different day still over these heads/
Playing the over under no wonder your holding your breath/
Well the wait is over time to cop me a fat sack/
No more economically depressed underfunded NASDAQ/
Under that pressure - that’s where fools die, man/
Over worked, under valued - stop me when I’m lying/
Over a barrel - strapped with this stress/ under the gun wondering what’s happening next/
It’s cumbersome under their thumb below cold rubber soles/
Lo and behold those in control Won’t tackle this mess/
Under the overlords watchful eye
We overly think and philosophize/
Justify our pain under their reign - leaving us lost in lies/
Often times we weather these storms locked under their spell/
Over concerned with life above the clouds like what in the hell?!
hook
shame shame on the all seeing eye
blinders on all lost in the sky
(shame shame shame)
nine rings hella chains on fire
seven sacred laws by which i abide
(same same same)
shame shame on the all seeing eye
shame shame on the all seeing eye
(shame shame shame)
say the name or get tossed in the fire
lizard king with a jar full of flies
(same same same)
joshua
Voice voiceless/ duo brothers like we the four horsemen/ i was arn/ spine buster I mean no harm we/ cash money was the navy even the army/ shit crazy my lazy raps is way beyond me/ the pandemic taught me one day you can just be unseen/ who are you outside your social circles do you live with purpose/ who are you outside your ig handle can you live with person/ I been under/ deep in slumber shit cause I been hurting/ I just wonder do I love her or she the only woman/ put up wit me/ cause truth hit me ween ain’t got shit in common/ heart on the sleeve of these undergarments / I’m close to harming/ I’m underwhelmed/ undercared / hell I’m under performing/ Top off the morning/ arguments before clock get alarming/ ion understand attitudes before we even yawning/ it’s a lose lose situation she wake up screaming on me/ sometimes even in love you can be fucking lonely
hook
shame shame on the all seeing eye
blinders on all lost in the sky
(shame shame shame)
nine rings hella chains on fire
seven sacred laws by which i abide
(same same same)
shame shame on the all seeing eye
shame shame on the all seeing eye
(shame shame shame)
say the name or get tossed in the fire
lizard king with a jar full of flies
(same same same)
inkline
aye aye aye
underpaid (yea)
underachieved
under a ton a debris
under grief
under the street
know the gutter is deep
come for the beef
i’m feeling famished
i need something to eat
but i just leave with blood on my teeth
and nothing but a receipt
come with the heat
from underneath
like someone summoned a beast (arrgh)
or like a ‘98 juvi record
400 degrees
illest son of gun under the sun
oh what a relief
puffing a leaf
you stuck in a seat
with this shit stuck on repeat
under his eye (under his eye)
under a spell
tunnel under the jail
under the ground
stuck in the storm uhh
running from hell
cold stuck in the snow
ducking the L’s
ducking the blows
underhanded compliments
just undermine the gold yea
unimpressed
(never) under distress
so Sunday i rest
underdressed (yea)
underdog stay puffin the chest
never the less
never underestimate a flex
might channel me a ex
send a hex via text
wut
hook
shame shame on the all seeing eye
blinders on all lost in the sky
(shame shame shame)
nine rings hella chains on fire
seven sacred laws by which i abide
(same same same)
shame shame on the all seeing eye
shame shame on the all seeing eye
(shame shame shame)
say the name or get tossed in the fire
lizard king with a jar full of flies
(same same same)
phrasure
Spit it cold
I can’t see the sun
I’m at six below
Whistle blows
I blow the haters kisses
Like it’s mistletoes
Come getcha folks
Dancing on their graves
Ain’t no pigeon toes
Here it goes
Picking out my clothes
While you pick your nose
I got this burden weighing heavy on my chest
But tryna get from under it has left me out of breath
Negative thoughts festering
I can tell that I’m pestering
Everyone that I know
They just tell me get some rest
Skeletons in my closets
Ghosts haunting my bedroom
Corpses under the floorboards
Know I’ll prolly be dead soon
I’ll tell a tale of hearts that sounds as sweet as poetry
And I’ll endure the shame long as I know someone will notice me
I must’ve been placed under a spell
I remember trying to better myself
I’m begging for help if you couldn’t tell
Drinking poison water from out of the well
I’m searching for the antidote in anecdotes
And man I hope I find what I need
That’ll help the man to cope
“when you are perfectly free to feel stuck or not stuck, then you are unstuck. because actually nothing can stick on the real mind and you will find this out if you watch the flow of your thoughts.”
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this is a pentacle. interesting thing about this pentacle is it’s an upright pentacle. let me see, it’s..oh it’s actually fairly fresh. this is how gangs talk to each other
*laughter*
ok but see this is how occultists talk to each other
*gasps*
this here is a psilocybin mushroom.
(yea, yea)
so probably, uhh..they had a psilocybin ritual.
(mmm)
*oooooh*
inkline
uhh idiosyncratically crafting another masterpiece / duck and dodging demons that always seem to be after me / bob and weave off the tree bon appétit /
always twice as hungry as what you’re probably imagining / yea (yea) yea Wanda with the Mind Stone / this that kinda power you cowards can’t put price on / i’ll dissolve it all and call it a day go right home / snakes in your head
bite the apple off your iphone / i’m known to dabble do my damage on the mic-phone / i do a dab then do some magick in the right zone / death is but a transition when the light’s blown / dealing with the in-between ‘till the poltergeist gone / no-show ghosts under the stairs / no one cares either under-prepared or don’t go there / boil bones
charge stones and make homes there /
you cross the goat and get turned into a toad there
hook
back from the dead again
roll away the stone
maybe find my head again
if i only make it home
nothing’s ever simple
but you know when in Rome
at the candlelight vigil
got a sigil made of bones
back from the dead again
roll away the stone (roll away the stone)
maybe find my head again
if i only make it home (if i only make it home)
nothing’s ever simple
but you know when in Rome
at the candlelight vigil
got a sigil made of bones
daytripper
boy you fucking with shamans / i’m unalike unapologetic uncommon / transmutation circles drawn under my alter / i’m one with the true laws laws of man make falter / this my rock of gibraltar my burning bush / moses was burning kush / they saw the knowledge sprawl and they started burning books / but the true and living had it all memorized / so we energize rise over the wicked enterprise synergy / tablets of signature stamped with my sigil / make a demon look so miniature / remember the mirror everything’s all a reflection / look at yourself if they treating you less than / invest in time and resource to each course / walk the path a straight line with no detour to keep your sanity / they gon claim you insane because all of their vanity / can’t explain spiritual planes we remain…
hook
back from the dead again
roll away the stone (roll away the stone)
maybe find my head again
if i only make it home (only make it home)
nothing’s ever simple
but you know when in Rome
at the candlelight vigil
got a sigil made of bones
back from the dead again
roll away the stone (roll away the stone)
maybe find my head again
if i only make it home (only make it home)
nothing’s ever simple
but you know when in Rome
at the candlelight vigil
got a sigil made of bones yea
“the very language of magic seems to be talking as much about writing or art as it is about supernatural events. the grimoire for example, the book of spells, is simply a fancy way of saying grammar”
“in attempt to impress upon the public with the case of artificial insanity that the mentally ill is not inhabited by the devil”
fathom
I’m becoming what I summon/
rooted in the underground live from the dungeon/ craft the blueprint making something out of nothing/ hit the kitchen whipping cooking up visions in a caldron.
merging with the elements I show you how do it/ purging testiments on the page that turn lucid/ my grammar is a grimoire I spell cast the music/ you exist as a memoir testing the undisputed.
black magick with Black Sabbath/ the black atlas balancing actions on its axis/you all smokin and mirrors I’m smoking on that cabbage/ so you can’t tell me shit when my shit is telepathic.
converging poltergeist light traversing through the tv/ merging with the static ghost writing with a Ouija/ source of sorcery sorting rhetoric of the mystics/ to rearrange dimensions like dr strange and shift it
“and i believe that this is why an artist or writer is the closest thing in the contemporary world that you are likely to seek to a shaman.”
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“and then you’ll find, well..uh..it’s all a deception. who’s fooling who? i’m fooling me?”
hook
i been down to roll
i been up and down that road
i been found in holes
i been comatose
i don’t know
i been
yea i been throwed
i been found in holes
i been throwed
i been i been throwed
i been comatose
i been
coma coastin’
i been coma coastin’ yea
holy ghostin’
yea i been on that potion
yea i been holy ghostin’
showing no emotion
holy ghostin’ coma coastin’
i been eyeing whatcha holdin’
i been
inkline v1
yea and i been dead from the start the head and the heart
to set it apart sedative art can’t no cage control a fiend
and i been dead and alive heading to find something divine can’t define you can’t pigeonhole the dream
and i if i’m in a pinch i can assist how can i miss a shot of H or benzodiazepine
i know but how could you know i was alone even tho that ain’t so
when i feel at home i leave
in the dark feel it ending
it’s that part follow the heart
fallin’ apart ‘cause
i wear plenty on my sleeve
the whole city got it cheap
so i’m spending on a spree
like it’s pennies on the street
it’s pretty sweet (it’s kinda sweet yo)
nah if you can’t even picture what it’s like
you gon’ miss it when it hitcha when it come to getcha light
that’s a plunger and a spike
that’s like blood up on my knife
boi i put that on my life yeah yeah yeah
hook
i been down to roll
i been up and down that road
i been found in holes
i been comatose
i don’t know
i been
yea i been throwed
i been found in holes
i been throwed
i been i been throwed
i been comatose
i been
coma coastin’
i been coma coastin’ yea
holy ghostin’
yea i been on that potion
yea i been holy ghostin’
showing no emotion
holy ghostin’ coma coastin’
i been eyeing whatcha holdin’
i know
inkline v2
yea and i know that misery stay loving company
when pupils stuck on pin point
all the homies got that glow
like 24k gold
to the pawn shop like it don’t stop
meet the dope man down the road
if there’s money in my pocket
that’s just money that i blow
hold up
blow my nose
then hit one up for the road
ain’t no frontin’ past a hundred
better come with what you owe
or catch a hot shot
poppin’ tags from undertakers on your toes ugh
for heaven’s sake let us pray
lemme break gimme space lemme shake
lemme hmm wait
maybe gimme 10 maybe 20 i got somethin’ on the way
i know homie know a homie i got money he got H yea
never take time nah they watch me run the clock out
i always say i’m fine could be dying when i nod out
never say die
never wait in line drop out
never say die
never say…
why not now
yea yea uhh
hook
i been down to roll
i been up and down that road
i been found in holes
i been comatose
i don’t know
i been
yea i been throwed
i been found in holes
i been throwed
i been i been throwed
i been comatose
i been
coma coastin’
i been coma coastin’ yea
holy ghostin’
yea i been on that potion
yea i been holy ghostin’
showing no emotion
holy ghostin’ coma coastin’
i been eyeing whatcha holdin’
i know
“hahaha, so…we’re all you see, this is the metaphysical basis of it. this is what the Hindus mean by ‘Maya’ the world illusion. the world is playing it’s there when it isn’t. and it’s a trap. and it sucks you in. and you can’t get out of it. and it’s a thorough big trap too.”
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“the main thing he kept impressing upon me was how, when he would listen to this group’s music, it was more than just being amped or psyched up. it actually altered his behavior, altered his thoughts and he became brainwashed and mesmerized (yea that dog seen its day) how the music made him do it.”
hook
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
when i make a play run it at my own pace
boy i’m never in a hurry unless it’s money on the way
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
make my own way don’t need a boss in my face
yeah that dog don’t hunt
boy that dog seen its day
inkline
muddy spikes on the mound couple heaters in the bullpen / necks on swivel heads bout to do a full spin / sick of never getting back what i put in / where do sheep go when wolves win / snake skin pillow case to stuff wool in / lamb shanks giving thanks from the pulpit / road map of hell stay riddled with push pins / where the hell this kush been said my burning bush friend / (hmm) ok i’m talking to a shrub tho / tryna see how deep the cut go what the fuck bro /
some’ll go from buttering toast to cutting your throat / used to chase bread together now you stuck in a loaf / no shortcuts always take the ruggedest road / charmed by succubi that be sucking my soul / sometimes pretty people make the ugliest hosts / sometimes ugly people make the loveliest ghosts
hook
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
when i make a play run it at my own pace
boy i’m never in a hurry unless it’s money on the way
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
make my own way don’t need a boss in my face
yeah that dog don’t hunt
boy that dog seen its day
bridge
yea let’s gooo
going up the mountain like let’s go
come around corner like let’s go
zero to a hundred like c’mon let’s go
coming down the mountain like let’s go
come around the corner like let’s go
pssh i don’t even wanna fight
fuck it let’s go
i’ma zero to a hundred like c’mon
fleetwood
three-eye zonin
askin God for a wise dome
to stay fruitful
quadruple offa trichomes
at the perfect intersection
of da weed and coffee
my journal wit the blessings
keep the demons off me
steppin out this jumpsuit
back into my street fit
CO talkin big shit
tryna keep me in the pit
I'm finna press the line
and the gas pedal
I’m Bruce Leroy
on the last level;
whether build or destroy,
I just can't settle
I seen flesh take form
in the valley of bones
Granny game got a greater grip
now that I'm grown
death ain't nothin
but a technicality, homes...
hook
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
when i make a play run it at my own pace
boy i’m never in a hurry unless it’s money on the way
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
make my own way don’t need a boss in my face
yeah that dog don’t hunt
boy that dog seen its day
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
when i make a play run it at my own pace
boy i’m never in a hurry unless it’s money on the way
you don’t ever have to heed a single word muhfucker
never been the type to even worry muhfucker
make my own way don’t need a boss in my face
yeah that dog don’t hunt
boy that dog seen its day
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“i want to be dead with my friends”
“would you say that the individual may even have more than two personas? in other words..would he probably uhh —“
“(inaudible: yes?) we can’t afford two or more but there are.”
inkline v1
young seeker peers thru the tinted looking glass / fabric of reality dismantling he’s pushing back / behind the veil still tend to walk a crooked path / breadcrumb trail machine elves in a Wookiee mask / we’re all whales in a bubble bath / what the hell ahh well he’s a troubled lad / aye please don’t make me have double back / can’t count the pounds when you drown where the trouble at / wet socks from the puddle splash / god hooked it up with dry clothes and some bubble hash / a mezcal flask from his mother’s stash / and a bunch of dead white men in a money bag / haha it’s funny sad punchlines full of despair / sidestep one-time tryna get spared / no sunshine when it’s gone he sits there / on the dark side of nature boy young Ric flair
inkline v2
emotional response to the trauma (yea) /
black it out until he’s mapping out a new persona (new persona) / nah i ain’t backing out i’m moving onward (uhh) / after school of thought shark maneuver thru piranhas (smooth mover) / no Tijuana tourists get the silent treatment (yea yea) / cold shoulders from the locals in their private eden (yea yea) / all snakes in the garden probably die in treatment / he overshot the moon ibogaine defined the meaning / day one clean slate with a clean break / kaleidoscope dreamscape all seems fake / in actuality realer than reality stranger than fiction / legs twitching as his knees shake / yea consumed by the doom feel a boom heart beat bass / picking thru the pieces of his keepsakes / stash trauma in a lockbox to keep safe / watch past lives in a loop stuck on replay
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“we have just discovered an important note from space / the martians plan to throw a dance for all the human race”
yea take it easy
hook
lost hope for homo sapiens / we just stoned apes talking to some aliens / got a prehistoric tape deck to play it in / we got the past present future and my three eyed raven friend / lost hope for homo sapiens / we just stoned apes talking to some aliens / got a futuristic fail safe way to win / we got the past (now) the future and my raven friend
inkline v1
ha
oh that’s so raven / time travel back into the basement / i can hear my Father upstairs saying amen / red hollow road like a days inn / always a light on head bout to cave in / glass half full of mom’s tea she like ‘say when’ / she used to say ‘you were always such a great kid’ / from across the visitation table in the state pen / pardon me you must be mistaken / i assumed this land of the free had been forsaken / we been on a 40 year wilderness vacation / now we coming home to mandatory vaccinations / if you ain’t know all faith is adjacent / yea we in the matrix high stakes ducking agents / you are everything from the place you were raised in / you are nothing and you never were at the day’s end
hook
lost hope for homo sapiens / we just stoned apes talking to some aliens / got a prehistoric tape deck to play it in / we got the past present future and my three eyed raven friend / lost hope for homo sapiens / we just stoned apes talking to some aliens / got a futuristic failsafe way to win / we got the past (now) the future and my…yea what
inkline v2
you know you gotta mine for the gold (for the gold) / so i got my mind on some goals (let’s go) / yea gotta make time for the rose (oh) / too on the nose timeline on froze / yea from the sidelines i’m a ghost / two guard playing forward how i slide from the post / glide with the most high backslide dope / my DeLorean Marty McFly with the flow / it ain’t a thing gotta sift thru the old (sift thru the old) / find a flame just to sit thru the cold (sit thru the cold) / i ain’t ever been shit but a goat / sacrificial ain’t an issue got a slit for the throat / nah most ain’t fit for the cloak / throw fits full of rage meet fists full of NOPE / we only lookin for a fix when it’s broke / like only kicked shins kick dope
but you already knew that
pfft hahaha
hook
lost hope for homo sapiens / we just stoned apes talking to some aliens / got a prehistoric tape deck to play it in / we got the past present future and my three eyed raven friend / lost hope for homo sapiens / we just stoned apes talking to some aliens / we got a…we got it / and my raven friend
outro
we don’t walk on water we just sinners in a boat / only kicked shins kick dope (kick dope) / only kicked shins kick dope (kick dope) / the dead don’t float we just sinners in boat / only kicked shins kick dope (kick dope) / only kicked shins kick dope (kick dope) / we don’t walk on water
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“after i have suffered enough, you see, because we are brought up in a social scheme whereby we have to deserve what we get. (yea) the price that one pays for all good things is suffering. (i coulda died first) but all of that is precisely postponement (i shoulda, i coulda) because one is afraid.”
hook
ok i’m filtering my search
tryna research how this Light work
laughing at the pain until my side hurt
like i should’ve died first
i could’ve died first
yeah i’m filtering my search
laughing at the pain till my side hurt
like i should’ve died first
how does this Light work
guilty i survived even tho i’ve survived worse
inkline
sometimes think i’ve lost every reason / sometimes i’m feeling lost barely breathing / yea we discover loss every season / then rediscover loss every weekend / scooped up tossed in the deep end / sink or swim always been a thing i’m a beast in / deca wisdom sustenance to sink teeth in / lately tryna find a new arena to compete in
blinded by the light i don’t see sin / stare into the rising sun on the east end / magic city in the mountains that’s where we been / yeah check the pretense nah i don’t pretend / we all return to dirt let it sink in / turn to compost tryna see zen /
but we never spoil i believe in / a well fertilized soil fit to plant seeds in
hook
ok i’m filtering my search
tryna research how this Light work
laughing at the pain until my side hurt
like i should’ve died first
i could’ve died first
yeah i’m filtering my search
laughing at the pain till my side hurt
like i should’ve died first
how does this Light work
guilty i survived even tho —
eljay
ok thinking of ways to relay what I see when I sleep / I used to dream but the waves of regret hit me deep / PTSD from things that I saw at 15 / anxiety from the pressure that all of it bring / seeing a friend pass away can induce a scream / or in my case make me wish that it would’ve been me / 10 feet away heard the shots that they let it all ring (?) / and it’s been years and I’m process—process— processing / wait reboot my brain crashed again (i fell asleep?) / woke up at 3am pen still in my hand (what the hell) / tryna write or cry it out try fight my doubts about the bouts / I try to use to right my routes (write my raps?) / but depression is second guessing goals before i laugh out loud (haha) / my coping mechanism is to flip a switch / although i survived suicide God’s gotta do some work in me / so i’m screaming Lightwork until i figure out it’s circuitry i’m not —
hook
ok i’m filtering my search
tryna research how this Light work
laughing at the pain until my side hurt
like i should’ve died first
i could’ve died first
yeah i’m filtering my search
laughing at the pain till my side hurt
like i should’ve died first
how does this Light work
guilty i survived even tho i’ve survived worse
“well uh..i uh..i uh..wasn’t aware”
“gonna play some music. gonna make me feel things in my body”
akil
I feel like time is just moving too quickly
I feel a draft and I wonder ‘f she in the room with me
i’m thinking which one of us is in a deeper slumber
up all night tryna adjust the sleep number
i’m bent outta shape but tend to keep a straight face
deep hurt got me in a staring contest with God to see who blinks first
shoulda put my life on the line and been her mink fur
cold world and darker
i’m seeing thangs different what ifs done flood my brain
now i’m changing lanes whipping that thang like dr strange
yall know that’s where my thoughts collect
and when these walls connect
the gates close with that pad lock and chain
now i’m hoping I can drive home peacefully
look in the mirror and she in the back seat with me
i think we gotta stop meeting like this
till we see each other again searching for ways to greive it like this
“if you had the nerve, real nerve, you would see it right away”
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my tunnel vision’s never squandered
on a single mission from beyond earth
long division when you conquer
long living when i prosper
my tunnel vision’s never squandered (nah)
on a single mission from beyond earth (yup)
long division when you conquer (mmhmm)
long living when i - i’m
waiting on the dope man’s early model Honda (yea) / waiting on him feeling like we waiting on Donda (argh) / waiting on him like you waiting on The Father / yea i’m a monster yea that’s my mantra / mmm goddamn i miss my mama / so i’m moving with the prana of a newly viewed brahma / or a thousand unruly cruel shivas with katanas / like i’ma do my duty for karma it’s truly an honor / uhh i can’t be bothered don’t bother / nah i just grow cold and go harder / yea i just recharge and go farther / butterfly effect all wings no larva / i’ma master all craft when i see a ceiling all glass ah snap / (ahh snap) smash all tracks cash over daps / when i send a verse back know i’m taxing all raps
my tunnel vision’s never squandered
on a single mission from beyond earth
long division when you conquer
long living when i prosper
my tunnel vision’s never squandered
on a single mission from beyond earth
long division when you conquer
long living when i -i
my tunnel vision wasted tryna be the greatest / now i tunnel under gate keepers tryna keep me jaded / taking great pleasure out of paining the game i’m like a sadist / hoard favors from favorites with vedas on a playlist / that’s that underground A-List / ahh don’t mind me i ain’t say shit / i’m just on an elevator in my spaceship / face it this ain’t no everyday shit nah
“knowledge is provisional and uh we are yet to approach the first moment of civilized understanding. the way it is to be done is by trusting yourself, trusting your intuition. reject authority. authority is a lie, an abomination. it will lead you into ruin”
my tunnel vision’s never squandered
on a single mission from beyond earth
long division when you conquer
long living when i prosper
my tunnel vision’s never squandered
on a single mission from beyond earth
long division when you conquer
long living when i —
“not — not real, and it isn’t, don’t get the idea that it’s this liberal rap about how everybody has a piece of the action. nonsense. rubbish. nobody knows anything. these are different kinds of shell games that have been worked out by priestly casts of people to keep things under control. institutions seek to maximize control, control, control. that’s what they’re into. did you think they were in the business of enlightening you? saving your soul? forget it. control.”
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hook
i can stitch a wing with a six string (six string)
i can pick a dream out the mud (out the mud yea)
i can make a sick fiend seem pristine (pristine)
if you gon wipe me down clean me up (clean me up yea)
i don’t need a king no Elohim (Elohim)
i can see the cream from the crud (from the crud yea)
ima sew these Ernie Balls on an eagle wing (an eagle wing)
if you can’t hold me down bring me up (if you can’t hold me down pfft fuck it)
inkline
yea i been going up i guess i must fall / i just hope they show me love with the trust fall / there’s a couple shelves that i gotta dust off / but i gotta do it for myself i don’t trust y’all / caught between a rock and a tough spot / hard headed thought process like a musk ox/ used to cop fresh drops at the bus stop / i assumed you knew who you dealing with (must not) / just stopped to smell the roses at the grave site / that’s that old me (yea) that’s that snake bite / that’s an old sad story told by the cave light / have you ever seen a baby face on a great white / safe flight to the moon on the dark side / Syd Barrett on a cruise in the archives / that part i’m blues on guitar / got booze for the barfly lookin for a dark dive
hook
uhh yea i can stitch a wing with a six string (six string)
i can pick a dream out the mud (out the mud yea)
i can make a sick fiend seem pristine (pristine)
if you gon wipe me down clean me up (clean me up yea)
i don’t need a king no Elohim (Elohim)
i can see the cream from the crud (from the crud yea)
ima sew these Ernie Balls on an eagle wing (an eagle wing)
if you can’t hold me down bring me up (if you can’t hold me down pfft)
ozu
Cant you see im tryna tighten up
Get in tune
So i can play my part
Developed in the dark
Among the shadow of a doubt
Whats it all about
Devout alchemist
Tryna balance these feathers & bricks
Is more challenging
Dan patching up the damages
But i been managing
Well
I took chaos
& made a sound mind out of it
K, ahhh
Its levels to dis shit
Stop staring
Lighten up
I'm bright as fuck now
I cant stop glaring
Polishing
All des trophies
I pulled out catastrophe
Pic in my pocket
Sculpting
Ill chisel me a masterpiece
Chipping away the tarnish
I once garnished
From my garment
Dat monkey on my back
Became the warden of my torment
Now I could either drown
In a circle of fifths
Or sustain & refrain
I think ill work on my riffs
I'm jus a pawn in nature's game
Tryna make it to king
Slip
Slide to da other side
Of the board
I struck a chord
The art of noise
Boy
“that’s kinda far out.
mazes and monsters is a far out game. swords, poison, spells, battles, maiming, killing —
hey it’s all imagination…
is it?”
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“it’s got an interesting little feature here, i’m gonna turn it on. it can actually transform your voice from your regular voice to that of an occult hero. is that correct?”
inkline v1
yea i’m lotus eating so i keep it close and never show the reason / i live in my own head but i’ma let you know the secret / hocus pocus you on notice so you know i’m beastin’ / working out some kinks
i’m a prototype of Frodo-Jesus / on a quest to get the ring but gettin’ tore to pieces / thrown up on a cross but now it’s tombstone rollin’ season / if you ain’t know now you know flows cold fallen angels in the snow like 6 below freezing / rap city maybe rap bohemian but lately maybe catch me with a mask on scheming them / it’s like that air more like ass y’all breathing in / while you screamin’ bout a mask go on breathe it in / vax on vax off they don’t whip it that raw / prolly doing coke cut with fentanyl and bath salt / like dawg that’s your ass fault / i ain’t even know they made em that soft / i’m on an island looking like i live in Nassau / chewing on a lotus to forget all of my past lost / won’t be tasked for some bangers and mash / all cap with that mask on even with your mask off
what’s some small pox to some napalm
what’s an eye roll to a face palm
i just shake my head then i play dumb
catch me at the tree picking flowers
what’s some small pox to some napalm
what’s an eye roll to a face palm
i just shake my head then i play dumb
catch me at the tree picking flowers
catch me at the tree picking flowers
for hours at the tree picking flowers
catch me at the tree picking flowers
for hours and hours and hours
“erase my mind with exotic narcotics”
catch me at the tree with the stash boiii / or catch me picking flowers tryna nap more / or tryna pull a rabbit out a hat more / not quite the kinda magick that i gotta knack for (i got a knack for it) /
but i’m home in the black void / tryna work the angles bank shot off the back board / yea my back sore from the crash course / whatchu think i rap for to duck a fucking task force / tab back on the app to the dashboard / double up on commas add some digits to the cash source / all i see are blind spots tryna tell-a-vision / dwell in places you can’t fathom still compelled to visit / if you gotta see it to believe it then you hella missin / points flying over heads interstellar missions /
astroworld sacrifice to exit next dimension / space chickens pickin at my bread lookin hella pigeon
“it’s a part of human experience that’s been described to us for thousands and thousands of years but for the last 200 has been hidden and made occult for some reason i can’t understand, it’s something to do with industrial revolution and corporate culture.”
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awe hell been there and back twice / third time is a charm if you pack Light /
it’s like a turn lane in a fast life / or feelin ‘round in pitch black night for a flash light / huh shit i ain’t really know the difference / even try and toe the line but i know i’m trippin / we’re all dying by design that ain’t no existence / how i’m finna go and see the world when i know it’s ending / who i’m kidding nothing ever ends / you just live with the pain or transform it into something different / some are gifted hella photogenic / they be posing for the photos only hella cold shoulders in it / took the stairwell to heaven rollin boulders in it / on a solo mission going toe to toe to win it / i don’t see no incentive to be codependent / i’m on ghost you don’t see me bending corners in it / no shittin colorado clone scented / got the legal homegrown zone
for the dome split / sit at home alone like a Culkin in a zone / killin any villain tryna steal the feelin i’m my own critic /
buncha sneak disses backbone missin / paint a picture buncha homies back home missin / if i’m witcha then i’m witcha i’m just zoned different / fuck around and drop a song prolly gone crickets
hook
no shit no problem
no fix gon’ solve em
all sauce get lost some
awe shit this awesome
no shit no problem
no fix gone solve em
awe shit this awesome
no shit this awesome
yea finally coming down coming off one / last run lit the fuck up like the fall sun / money tree season hanging where the leaves fall from / rake it in a pile bag it up for the fall fund / yea we can work together since we all one / we can build a bridge walk across one / real ride or die hard to come across one / so either burn that bridge or jump off one / never seen a vulture do a swan dive / never seen a pig fly ‘till i looked in god’s eye / all sauce in the za za / odds high it’s been a long strange trip a bizarre ride / it’s why keep a rental pad on the pharcyde far side / widemouth jar full of gas by the bonfire / stare straight into the flames ‘till the song stop / shit i don’t play no blues in a pawn shop
no shit no problem
no fix gon solve em
all sauce get lost some
awe shit this awesome
no shit no problem
no fix gone solve em
awe shit this awesome
no shit
kano
yea I can do an Ollie
Oly oxen free in the pit
And I don’t look up when I fly and I flip
I got holes in my heart they tickle and rip.
I got no gasoline but the smoke emits and
When it’s cold as shit I just go and gets
Down deep with Denver and the snow I lick
It’s a frozen trip
To me you don’t exist
I got folks down home that are closer friends
Until it ends all suddenly they’re like all ya better leave
Or ima kick you out if you’re pouting all ugly yeah
Believe it or not I know how not to say another thing
My heart raps in knots upon knots around other strings
But I know who I want to be and gonna be a creature till the grim reaper comes for me
It’s a hugless kiss it’s just guts and mist No longer wanting assist you get down no shit
rack em up
hook
no shit no problem
no fix gon solve em
all sauce get lost some
awe shit this awesome
no shit no problem
no fix gone solve em
awe shit this awesome
no shit
(i can do a ollie)
“such a pretty bird”
rack em up
let it go
rack em up (rack em up)
let it go (let it go)
as above (as above)
so below (so below)
as within (as within)
so without (so without)
head to The Light (yep)
thru the mouth (thru the mouth)
“how does it feel”
ps - if you’re reading this i love you it’s not too late
very truly yours,
nerves baddington
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released February 22, 2022
Written by Nerves Baddington for Apt. B Productions
Featuring production by Kilgore Doubt, inkline, Cam the Invisible Man and The Phasing Octopus
Mastered by Jason Hamric at La Hacienda
Art by Dylan Wachman