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All Their Fear
02:10
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When folks try me, must not know my heart is grimy
Eat your heart out, tryna replicate the Kamakiri science
Your processed salami, I'm a creature in the wild
Filling them with fear, its fed death with a side
Of taxes, that's a fine dining of certainty
Feds don't surprise me, pigs always oink the same
Turn 'em to tonkatsu, chopped by Sickle with a blade
Urgently swinging, neurodivergently thinking
Been a lot more drinking, Svedka bottles always clinking
Purple Kush stinking, keep it stocked for all the weekends
Moon rock joints, down to earth with what I'm breathing
Guess it's no wonder why they're scared of a reaper
My right side is disintegrating, shoulder fucked and knee cracked
My right brain just isn't mending, tryna rest and relax
My integrity is getting shaken, the righteousness is weakened
What's left of me is peasantry and nicotine fiending
Elfbars and Flums, trying not to fill the room
Zooming thoughts, zooted off the cannabis and shrooms
I'm pennywise to those with envious eyes
The daring dreadful ringmaster, with monstrous disguise
Don't let me surprise you, in the sewage setting stage
Vaped out mantis, paper that I'm letting rain
Betting on my fame, like a cage match or game
Say I'm burning money, flaming fists like Liu Kang
Nobody gas me up, so I'm full of myself
Prone to self-immolate, monk you can't imitate
If they ask what's up it's hard to answer or tell
So much pain, so much for a healthy state
Go against the grain, like a shave, till my grave
Never been one to hold my thoughts or behave
Hard to satiate the cravings I face every day
Bread, Nikki, alc, magic mush and Mary Jane
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Been Gone
02:52
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I've been gone a minute from your life, that shit hurts
Intermittent messages but nothing ever works/
Heard a little bird in my brain, say somethings coming up
But my fear is saying you'll be gone and you're a succubus
I'll be gone as fuck in any case, bumping heavy bass
Ain't lampooning when cops got us in that chevy chase
House of animals, the rising sun ain't where I'm going
I'd rather spend time with you, and you know it
I flew over the cuckoos nest, were a couple of birds
Felt like Nagi chasing the unattainable you
I flocked to you, and chirped a sing you probably never heard
Maybe you ignored it, cause my face ogre distorted
I feel its too important, you'd rather keep it dormant
Tripping over how you say one thing and do the opposite
All of these criteria, drained all my materia
Fusion forming but results remain mysterious
Hojo in the lab, sense of fairness like Zack
First class promotion, guess I'm on the right track
Maybe you're a flower girl, with a healing power
I don't eat pork, but our shits like sweet and sour
Bittersweet memories, I want to add to
Probably won't happen and that's a sad truth
Paradoxes waiting to be reconciled parables
Like the Book of Matthew, but our new chapters are vanishing
I've been gone a minute from your life, that shit hurts
Intermittent messages but nothing ever works/
Heard a little bird in my brain, say somethings coming up
But my fear is saying you'll be gone and you're a succubus
I'll be gone as fuck in any case, bumping heavy bass
Ain't lampooning when cops got us in that chevy chase
House of animals, the rising sun ain't where I'm going
I'd rather spend time with you, and you know it
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Between Us
02:45
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Scum with the doldrums, cold soul soldier
Marching through the battlefield, carrying no drums
I don't know how I got ensnared in tommy guns
High off my ass, know their tryna pop my hat off
Stoned with no sticks, stuck inside the trenches
I'm a struggling instrumentalist, who's fending for the exit
Felt like I was drafted, crumpled rough drafts in
The trashcan, instrumental to this rap shit
Skel laced it
I provide the freshness to be your new favorite
Painstakingly crafting the grooves, till I'm faced with
Occupations when I'd rather write in isolation
Hate that life is so mundane, even with the sun's rays
My autobiography coulda been at Sundance one day
Steady education, stable job, no sturdy mind
Wise but I cant see why I still got demons inside
Thought I reached my best, and my peak is pretty subpar
Subatomic particles all negative or uncharged
Felt like a neutrino, on the path to losing ego
Swear on my path to awakening my soul was shrinking
Izanagi roaming Yomi tryna save his love
Made him realize he shoulda snipped it at the bud
Best years of his life, spent on a demonic wife
Hard to admit, I really felt that kind of spite
Love is a battlefield, that's why sparks fly
PTSD from it, now a barfly
Projectile barf some nights from too much bourbon
Some times I don't believe that I'm a real person
My soul needs unearthing, my frostbite a burden
You were the Hestia who kept the hearth burning
I know everybody hates me speaking third-person
You'd be first to call me out, of that I'm certain
Never liked my music much, when your the muse it hurt me
But now we don't speak, you would say I'm not a wordsmith
I used to ask for sympathy, it turned me back to worship
But church never fixed this iron curtain of Churchill
Lodged in between, between us, between
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Barrenscape
01:58
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Skel and the Reaper
Lay low like its limbo
Took 'em down to Sheol
Barren landscapes real
Carrots couldn't help you through the darkness I've been trapped in
Feeling like I'm packing heat, a cavalier, like Akron
Crowned like Lebron James, games we play like Terrence
Pushed me off the edge, like U2, was hard to bear it
Truly untouchable, made from mud and dirt
After I sunk to this abyss, kept up my work
Got up my worth, not money, more karmatic
Floors are cracked, no powder cooked, I'm just stocked up on baggage
Nazgul cloaks and burdens drug me down to purgatory
Toe tags they try to put on me, never heard my story
Most the people nowadays weren't around for pain/
Had to keep it hidden, deep inside my passive brain
Subconsciously, feeling that these smiles new to me
No Pontius, but I pilot, fly shit like my jewelry
Watches don't do much when the time is frozen still
Work my way out of this single-file line, for real
In the queue, no peace, pieces of my memory
Drifting like I'm lifted, crawling slowly like a millipede
Pills I needed no longer effect my missing chemistry
Soul is floating, hope I did enough to make a better me
Waiting on decisions, I was never heavensent
Sent an application to them to see the cost of rent
Saintly miracles and deeds, thought I did enough but
Needed a few more, just so I could make the cut
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Mantis The Miasma California
A musical artist who explores the many themes of life and death. Mantises are often depicted at the intersection of this transition. UCLA 2021.
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