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(x2) paradise killer till the mofuckin love dies
feel like aphrodite, celebratin in the sunlight
brazen way i run lines, prayin for a fun time
i can be a dick, you got a problem? you can suck mine
got a big bag of hits, a sick batch to mix
just sit back and relax dammit, i have this shit
have ya so a-mazed, you would swear it was a labyrinth
emasculatin beats when the beep hits like backin in
unh, baby i aint mike mills c'mon now
i used to like mills, skatin till its lights out
would visit grams back where they shot the fuckin lighthouse
lightin up blunts back to back, like these lines now
but shit changed into disarray back in 17
feels like it'll be the same year till im 70
sometimes i wanna go back to msn
yet i dont wanna go back to breaking benjamin
baby do you sense, a reoccurring theme
wanted to be seen, since i thought i was scene
wanted the green, but focused on eatin lean more
ain't no savin progress in life, there ain't a restore
paradise killer till the mofuckin love dies
feel like aphrodite, celebratin in the sunlight
brazen way i run lines, prayin for a fun time
i can be a dick, you got a problem? you can suck mine
im just prayin for some sunshine
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witch hazel, witch hazel, in my tea now
cold sweats, regrets feelin real now
introverted, impossible to be out
blood in the water, let it steep now
legs broke tryna skate home, feelin rust
devour this shaken mind like every night
needin trust, but im stopped at this set of lights
in my room floatin round like a poltergeist
anxiety is always sheltered in these prison walls
mist on my head but im still in fog
blood trickles down the nape and im still involved
hard to catch feelings when i feel none at all
outlaw in the grass, feel the sweat trickle down
as my hands on the hilt, strength feelin fickle now
i been lost in these waves, feelin that im singled out
hear the demons in every place that i been around
witch hazel, witch hazel, in my tea now
cold sweats, regrets feelin real now
introverted, impossible to be out
blood in the water, let it steep now
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(x2) embers underneath me, i can feel it in my soul
life is beautiful but it has thorns just like a rose
simply written prose, and it goes like this
huntin after goals on my toes like swish
start the day off, tryna chase em out the front gate
lil demons treat my fuckin spirit like a mukbang
front page news runnin off em lowlights
still feelin 21 like the dudes who wearin old spice
all kinda heat in my vice grips
sharp like a razr, make em flip like a sidekick
ion need a psychic, im goin in blind
watchin old tapes, but feel no need to rewind it
tune the station, mix n match those old synths
i can already feel the cold without my toes in
life can be brutal, long days leave you broken
but it's like some new shoes, better when they're broke-in
in a way, anyways, no facade, just my views
of these solid blue hues, in a bog full of moths
on my fist, actin cute, like there ain't nothing wrong in this institute
been down longer than i been in-to you
but i been bumpin boom bap since that hazeus view
or even before, when bastard was released via mixtape
and college dropout bumped on my stereo all day
i knew then what i had to do
but i didnt think i could till some years passed
so here at last to lay out raps for you
as some sort of way to fight some of my fears back
(x2) embers underneath me, i can feel it in my soul
life is beautiful but it has thorns just like a rose
simply written prose, and it goes like this
huntin after goals on my toes like swish
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boxd in (prod. ghowste)
02:06
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i said tarkovsky pictures, kurosawa dreams
soderbergh moment, craven that i peak
tarkovsky pictures, kurosawa dreams
soderbergh
2000s sex comedies i gotta digest
filmbro movement on the rise, and i might just
have to rate dark knight a five, but thats dishonest
bandwagon raps, write this shit like im paid to be a hack
least i aint dedicatin my life to synecdoche
writin these reviews while im sittin broke
individualism is indivisible
elevatin my one and only principle
watch movies to take my mind off the stress
watch a world without masks, though its always filled with death
no escapin from that, no blindfold to blind you
so many blue pills, need i remind you
of those thinkin that they're red, cryin "why dude"
everythings conspiracy, if you speak then they'll find you
antivax boomers like "need i remind you"
nah bitch - need i remind you
complain about sheeple but the algorithms chose you
breakin up your family just because the system broke you
down just to build you back up and then mold you
yell cause we're speakin up, but soon we're screamin "told you"
so, whats the point of this song
do a bit of damage to the fog
people will go left field sooner than admittin wrongdoings
bong brewing, drink bong water, and that shit is putrid
im a nuissance, if i dont agree im an edgelord
but if i do im a sheep, need you fret more
funny how letters into words can just set war
what they say is true, truth is a double edged sword
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(x2) pros and cons, i always gotta calculate
smart but bored, homie let me calibrate
cut these cords, but my veins are electric
got too much evidence for a skeptic
what you been on, uh, dirt roads, this hurt flows
collectin cash, it dont translate like euros
drive with my eyes closed, but only eyes roll
starved for some blood, but the mud got it burrowed
with the plugs and then my mic stand
im so sick of these mothafuckin price tags
still i might blow cash, pay 200 fo tax
just to go home and fuckin loathe like im wojak
homophobes can simply go and get a brokeback
still my backs broke from carryin these toe tags
nostalgias an addiction like the nose snow
dancin round these bars but im anything but go-go
have done everything, everything but go home
dead pixels, turned digits into o o (0, 0)
from an 8, neck hurts from this head rest
hard to go pro, when its luck that will set that
managers in my face, cause i bit back
sit back mothafucka, let the shit pass
managers in my face, cause i bit back
sit back mothafucka, let the shit pass
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genie (prod. brandon)
01:58
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ive seen hate, ive seen greed
ive seen snakes, ive seen me
in the mirror, lookin down
but i found it hard to speak
i see wants turn to dreams
i see hate turn to need
every day of the week
feel like i could drown, drown deep
on the riverbed, peakin at the devils
its infinite jest, been a minute since
praise hit my name like a crosshair
shame fueled the brakes, had to stop there
greatness the objective, im just tryna be inventive
but its hard when every single moments been extended, my god
bring me back to the era of the ipod,
shadowin my friends, too innocent to try just
to get a couple stacks, they said money aint shit
but im stuck on an island and i gotta build a bridge
tryouts till the ones who try hard, die off
from the grind, signin off the lottomax
thats cash in the laundromat, tried to garner that
attention, but ascension been ascended way too far back
the path harder than i could ever think of
hit the gas but my foots glued to the brakes,
panic as the wheels spun
at it just to feel love, addict in a field of
poppies that i dream of, prayers that i speak on
life has just begun, in it till i reach up
at it just to feel love
and im at it just to feel love
lifes been slow, im movin fast
got regrets, thats in the past
bring it forward, take me back
bring it forward, take me back
not in the mood for a linear path
lifes been slow, im movin fast
got regrets, thats in the past
bring it forward, take me back
bring it forward, take me back
trapped in circles like a genie in a lamp
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memories (prod. sekani)
01:44
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memories, memories that i lost
memories, memories that'll cost
memories, memories that you can't forget
memories, is this one taken yet
memories, memories i should forget
but i can't, memories are undead
memories, memories like a snowstorm
but just cause they're here don't mean no work
earworms, fear words, steer left
fire set gas, and im feelin hot headed
pistol in my grip, but the heats unsteady
nighttime comin but a bitch unready
so we can fistbump, laugh all day
till im in bed thinkin all the thoughts i wont say
bones that won't break, soakin in the waste
chosen to not change a day, it's all the same
i swear i try to change, i swear, i fuckin swear it
so is it depression, or is it im careless
is it all lazy, is this a carriage
is this my fate? fate that don't fuckin share bliss
depravity clear so im skippin over carrots
gravity lost, floatin in unbalance
this is my chariot, here, here
runnin over snakes on my path to shift gears
memories, memories that i lost
memories, memories that'll cost
memories, memories that you can't forget
memories, is this one taken yet
memories, memories i should forget
but i can't, memories are undead
memories, memories like a snowstorm
but just cause they're here don't mean no work
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dīəˈrämə (prod. stoic)
03:01
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(x2) buried deep in my conscious
is my childhood set in a diorama
up late askin god if i got this
but the more i reach the more i sink in lava
i used to write like ten songs in six days
now i break my back for another sick day
been away long, now my chips played
ask me where i been, dog i been in shame
insane, unwell, need meds just to think
but they're sittin on the shelf and im standin on the brink
watchin glass break, shit, another year gone
tomorrow we'll be passed may, but will my fear live on
king kong as im standin at the top
all thats left to do is watch as you take another shot
beg change in waves but my mind wont move
and im all outta money, puttin pillows on a tooth
hopin magic will come around and fuckin change my mind set
but it seems i lost that too, i cant find it
nother photo clicks, image fades
inspiration climbs down while i simply climb in age
happiness a plague, the heights are hard to reach
try to hold onto this comet but im fallin underneath
sobriety outta trauma, that's bleak
variety only comes in my sleep
dark thoughts in a house, hear the creaks
and im tunin for a channel, tryna seek
whats inside of me, this drab, shit creek
mind black, i aint ever been this deep
(x2) buried deep in my conscious
is my childhood set in a diorama
up late askin god if i got this
but the more i reach the more i sink in lava
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