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1.
“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.”
2.
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.”
3.
“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.”
4.
“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
5.
“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
6.
“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
7.
“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”
8.
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?”
10.
“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.”
11.
inkline 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

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