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Vanessa

by Art Morera

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The Mud 02:35
Ah look, a rest stop is coming up Morty A rest stop is two miles away, nice Fell down, picked myself up and back at it again To anyone wondering how c’mon now was only a matter of when What can I say woe, just had to lay low Angel stood on my shoulder twirling his halo Hated it had to be him, strayed from the main goal angry and mangled You know how the game go, only actually win when chances are slim Still gotta play though, make something out of the clay when God made you Get it out the mud, try to see things from a different angle While cleaning my glasses lens under a tree drenched with no rain coat Grabbing my hat by the brim, how can I be mad at the wind? Van is a cradle, rockin’ I slept like a baby right through a potential tornado Maybe that’s God telling me “Go with the flow!” Look how the branches bend, just an example Boot up the MacBook, flip a lil sample then snap like a twig Thanos! Thanos! Thanos! Thanos! Thanos! Thanos! R.I.P. Shawty Lo Funny the whole time I was right under they nose Funny the whole time I was right under they nose And over they head at the same time, I’ve been in limbo Bent over backwards, feel like the bar’s been lowered, still slid though Vanessa I swear if it wasn’t for you I’da ended on skid row Might have never won the lotto but my view always changes as I look out my window Summer lovin’ on days you were something like an oven I’d go for the bread No landlord cuz the person that pays for the roof holds it over your head And to all the eyeballs watching my vlogs they know I’m a guy with his dog In front of a fire log, when I’m tired God turns monologue into dialogue Park somewhere scenic, reflect on my life in case I die tomorrow Next morning with my eyes groggy take a deep breath then sayanara Vanessa should be a museum exhibit, a three dimensional diorama For keeping me loyal to chasing my dream while cheating death, ironic Needed some time to grow, lay low smoking hydroponic You could go psychotic turning something microscopic gigantic Let go of the fear, no white onyx then learn to read it like phonics Get lost in the beat and find knowledge Make paper and put my life on it Ain’t no uh, chorus here Fuck it make one up yourselves At a live show I’ll just freestyle it’ll surely be funny as hell I’ll laugh with ya This is dedicated to Vanessa
2.
Crunchy The Creamator : Bust down the gas, hold up Gotta play with some cash, roll up Two niggas finna blast, pole up Wrap it up no rash, hold up I was busting that ass, mo’ guts Drop Fo in a tab, mo’ cups Big glock in a bag, roll up Fifteen in a clip, hold up Aye, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up ooh Walk to the store in some new Jimmy Choo’s Art Morera : Never lie in the booth, fuck with me I’m the truth Only fronts I do’s a buck fifty a tooth Smile looking like a mine outta Anchorage Naknek had me walking out the bank rich Run up on me, no need for conversation Hands do the talking like I know sign language Stack paper like (beep) guess we on different pages So unless you a teller don’t say shit Go dumb then relish in the greatness You gon’ need an umbrella when my reign hit Timeless, at the top of the rhymer list Gold on my neck like a finalist, maneuver like the Heimlich At the morgue getting cremated, I’m lit Crunchy this fire damn son where’d you find this? I’mma fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up ooh Throwing up WXLVEZ at the moon Walk into the room, shine on you more than high noon Stay tuned, the stars will align soon Crunchy The Creamator : Bust down the gas, hold up Gotta play with some cash, roll up Two niggas finna blast, pole up Wrap it up no rash, hold up I was busting that ass, mo’ guts Drop Fo in a tab, mo’ cups Big glock in a bag, roll up Fifteen in a clip, hold up Aye, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up ooh Walk to the store in some new Jimmy Choo’s Money Mogly : Money Mo countin’ a hunned in twos Cup of conch hot sauce on my shoes Drippin’ like a fresh pack of wet wipes... How he crippled and he still gotta left right Ughhh...offf glass no meth pipe Ughhh...baby check if dat check right....ughhh Buncha wxlvez in a F type Got em lookin fix ya face git ya neck right..ughhhh You can tell dat i love life aaaoooooooo Trigga finger gotta but bite booom An my hustle sooo upright seeeeee One time my woe plug life yeeeeeee Wvtch Wxlvez dat my blood type geeeeee She aint neher met a thug like meeeeeee Snappin like its open mic poetry night Smilin at ya bitch dey had to lower the lights Sniper gang way she holdin dat pipe Now she all mixed up like a bo of dat white Bout to fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up woooooo If u seee me upp it ... better buckle a shoe Bout to cut up cut up cut up and goook Big watch wxlvez one hunned five two Crunchy The Cremator : Bust down the gas, hold up Gotta play with some cash, roll up Two niggas finna blast, pole up Wrap it up no rash, hold up I was busting that ass, mo’ guts Drop Fo in a tab, mo’ cups Big glock in a bag, roll up Fifteen in a clip, hold up Aye, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up ooh Walk to the store in some new Jimmy Choo’s Let me turn this down right quick, let me turn this down (Aight woe, go ahead) Aye uh, yo Crunchy the Creamator man, appreciate you for, you know what I’m sayin, letting me jump on this track man, ya kna’mean We was up there in Naknek, ya kna’mean Cutting fish open, talking about hip-hop And what we gon’ do with all this money we gon’ make I hope you well G, yeah Shout out Brad, shout out uh, Malik Everybody, man, everyone I met out there All thanks to my cousin Chelsea You know what I’m sayin’ I needed an adventure and she gave me a call Look at how God work, look how God work! Yeah
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Master Plan 03:04
Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan I can’t understand The Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Repercussions of life on the edge Put a wedge between me and the Reaper’s cousin When I’m asleep mumblin’ it’s a deep discussion If I had to put a number on it, what would be the sum when My dreams be leaving me slumped, and mere sight of a wolf got sheep jumpin’ Dawg I tried to build a buzz using buzz words and attracted buzzards Before scavengers approach and get close they hang back and observe So Just keep an eye out, in case if a beak tries to gouge Would take a while to get over how my vision would feed a tiny mouth Ouch, show up unannounced with an ounce of weed inside a pouch Express my half baked ideas out loud then be the guy on couch Even fam and friends began to think I’m a slouch Just night owl with a life foul, making turkeys occasionally fly south Purple overnight, was that Darkwing Duck? Hope me and some of my old friends can one day patch some of our things up and return to Narnia Surely It’ll help my heart beat blood Let things go, became light enough to glide a harpy gust So close to heaven could hear the harp strings plucked Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan I can’t understand The Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan (Think about it) I can’t understand (Think about it) The Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan I can’t understand Consequences Of thinking I had all the right answers left me with constant questions Dodging rent with Vanessa was cost effective If rappers I dissed on a record had a whole list on me, it’s comprehensive I stay calm and pensive, they get all defensive and overlook the song’s message Just my two cents For every red mark on my blueprints After my plan was proof read aloof heads knew what I meant with this movement I know the truth hurts But uh, in order to win you must lose first When your light gets dim as a crucifer it’s still lighter than the sins of Lucifer Still my two cents whoever loots, it’s cursed trade that plunder If it ain’t a tundra it’s like a jungle sometimes, makes me wonder How ten thousand hours became ten thousand days of summer These songs we make are somewhat like the lottery homie, play that number What’s a furnace to the devil A rule book to an earnest rebel that’ll hunker down in bunker and somehow Debunk a story that’s surface level Too much dirt for shovels and I got several Doomed, consumed by gloom So many lightblooms I make the depths feel like high noon In debt paying mind to the… Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan I can’t understand The actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan (Just think about it Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan I can’t understand (Think about it) The Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan (Before you do it, think about it) I can’t understand The actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan Actions of my master plan I can’t understand
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Gray Filler 03:37
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb So much to do, so much to see So what's wrong with taking the back streets? You'll never know if you don't go You'll never shine if you don't glow We make music with our pain so you can heal again Moving forward leaving behind footprints in fields and plains Jump on a plane towards a much realer plane Brush the shirt of my remains before you steal my chain Washed my hands of my mistakes and made a geopane They said “everything will be ok” then I was D.O.A. Ironic how starving artists find ways to feed your brain Living my dream til my wake was just preordained Frosty window on a snowy runway in Colorado Wonder how many flakes can I collect holding a water bottle The audience yelled bravo, I flowed with my bravado Starting will leave you startled til you ARE Aristotle Time itself thought provoke, when I drop it’s this Process of my synapses with a synopsis Weary from my travels had to stop and sit Are walking on water and running in the snow even opposites Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed (Silver lining from gray filler) (What’s the difference between paint colors and pain killers) She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb In the shape of an "L" on her forehead Fresh out the ER, vagabond with sad rap songs Sat at the pond to ponder, random dogs tag along Morty woke up from a nap and yawned Name on paper hand drawn Jagged rocks gave a back massage Time is free to spend but still at a cost Held the title made a wave then land was lost Another paradox Squall in the Ragnarok on the Magnavox Hungry wolf bumpin’ “Pigeon” by Cannibal Ox Hands of time pickin’ pants pockets and slap box Bandits watch, pop up at doorsteps jackin’ a box Upload a file drag and drop, then they pass the aux In the big apple profiting off a Macintosh You know who loves you by who answer calls Hold on (Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system At the tone, please record your message, when you are finished recording you may hang up or press one for more options) Failed problem solver, love dissolver Who can’t decide if to potentially fly is enough to fall for Nowadays find Arthur with gray wolf fur Sometimes we must suffer to obtain the sulfur Stoking fires, let your spirit smolder Same moral different stories some newer some older Right hand rest on the revolver in the holster Left hand clench a shovel that just filled a hole with dirt Days became whole years nights lonelier Both my vibe and my favorite shirts got holier Crossing paths with my past is the only way to go see her A far cry from the days of how once close we were Takes courage to show fear They say life's a day at the beach when the coast is clear Had I known better in the first place for every trophy earned I would’ve traded less space for more time til a cozy urn Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb So much to do, so much to see So what's wrong with taking the back streets? You'll never know if you don't go You'll never shine if you don't glow I’ll just call back later
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Yeah I like this Look 5 in the morning bike rides Guided by the light, rhymes i write leaving mics fried Progress in the right direction with a wide stride Live and alive for the nights I might’ve died inside Word to NoEmotion, go in a forward motion Watch the right doors open, my endorphins on mighty morphin’ Roll dice on porches like New Yorkans Miami Dolphins jersey sticking out like a dorsal fin Spotted in Queens coppin’ trees eating a chopped cheese Flow so Fabuloso emcees getting mopped with ease Heads involuntarily bop to these rhyme patterns Keepin me together, cuz otherwise my mind scatters At least I’ll know my life mattered So advanced how I climb the ladder, say I’m on the rise rather Good lookin out for placing me where eyes gather Rival rappers send links i never click might be cyber hackers Tryna find the password, this a typo to a Capcha Lines become captions in iPhone apps where life is captured Back like a chiropractor to a spinal fracture Y’all a candle to the sun, fire crackers to Bible raptures Went from opening doors to getting locked out Cuz once I enter the conversation there’s nothing else to talk about S’what happens when you go from docile to hostile Comment somethin’ wild about a wolf and get dog piled This pen requires hulk strength Same hand that can make you hold your breath will choke your neck Woke up in cold sweats and settled old debts Get this work out in a bulk text Post a pic with a pack to the ear, that’s a bow flex Don’t litter, not all that glitters is Gold and silver Soul is a char lit You read something on the web then spoke to Wilbur How rappers got listeners feeling empty with so much filler? Werewolf with a thriller, hope this don’t kill ya
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And if I think all the time, and by that I mean specifically Talking to yourself sub vocally inside your skull If I think all the time I have nothing to think about except thoughts And so I’m never in touch with the real world Tick tick ticking And I have no intention of being around for the boom I’m just a ticking time bomb I thrive in the self destruction And it’s just a matter of time, matter of time before I Matter of time, matter of time before I Matter of time before I start to Blow up Art Morera : Novelty act that never got jack Put himself on the line so many times he could’ve wrote a book The more I was shining its like the more they would overlook Walk in the snow, fam in amazement went from having cold feet to a frozen foot Woke up shook Only way to survive is to find a spark, light a stove and cook Just me in my mobile nook Following bread crumbs that might’ve led some to the red rum Til I sat there with my head numb Blind deaf dead dumb Drive west sped from endless problems With goblins, ghouls, Gollums, ghosts, girls Jeez, all em But I’m on a mission Won’t stop til even your momma listen The ravens welcomed the wolf back into the wild Said the morning dew and fog missed ya In quiet places God whispers Love the feeling knowing when I drop this verse It’ll make your whole squad disperse But if it hurts me to murder you then who got it the worst? I’m just a ticking time bomb I thrive in the self destruction And it’s just a matter of time, matter of time before I Matter of time, matter of time before I Matter of time before I start to Blow up Mr. Beleaf : In the face of a servant Urgent with a certain purpose Emergent With burdens burning my shoulders The worlds a furnace It’s all hell Best believe that theses “D’s” lead At least what I can tell Evil follows if y’all can spell CC’d like it’s all Chanel All bound to fail If God with me I’m religious Vicious against those whose imprisoned Whispering thinking it’s all fictitious Wish y’all well Thank the man above for this life He’ll be the strength for all this fight He’ll be the light throughout the night And we’ll all hail Be of the world and prepare to be lost Plan will unfurl we pay for the cost Not even a swirl what he did on the cross God won’t fail This is a moment of picking a side No matter whoever survives He died protecting eternal lives For the turning away of the simple will slay them, And the complacency of fools will destroy them Proverbs 1:32 I’m just a ticking time bomb I thrive in the self destruction And it’s just a matter of time, matter of time before I Matter of time, matter of time before I Matter of time before I start to Blow up
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From Afar 02:53
Yeah, yeah, uh CVLT.45 Uh huh When the plants need to be watered I just go for walks Skip rocks off docks, unorthodox third person Seconds come first in Arthur’s clocks Stepped forth and was welcomed back with a head stash kicked down like door stops Write like I never left, more raps than every gift put together Used to go off the grid and sift If you catch my drift, send a kite Feel the ghosts of friends strong enough to lift your spirits countless windy nights Nonsense quitter, seems nonsequitur, misunderstood By everyone except their dog in his backyard peaking through the fence into the woods That’s a good boy Remember we were just innocent boys then Before we picked our poison And thought we new enough to flex our voices extra boisterous Could buy dreams with coins in the bottom of wishing wells with koi fish Guess it depends on just how the goings get In the end, was life really so bad if you found joy in it? Let me know Let me know Grass is greener from afar same way water is blue My name is Art, that’s all I do Sometimes I say ‘what up y’all’ to an empty room Before I arrive and after I leave it’s swept with brooms Death is the best time to thank anyone that fed you food Birth is the only time there’s a tolerance for ineptitude The Bible said Paul wins more in servitude True, guess it depends on the persons you’re slanging herb to A tear may be the result of what a new verse can do I’ll burst into a nervous laughter when I imagine hurting you Look at me then look at you, can you spot a difference After life taught it’s lessons, none of us are God’s preference Although A bad attitude can block blessings When I got a question I run it by Jesus that’s a cross reference Before I took the plunge I looked for a diving board Got my van back she felt like a loved one on life support Maybe it’s me hooked up to the machine, kept alive some more Is the game of life ‘bout having fun or final score Let me know Let me know Let me know Grass is greener from afar same way water is blue My name is Art, that’s all I do CVLT.45 WVTCHWXLVEZ The Godz Felt good to say that
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Wholesome 03:29
Yeah, uh huh Where we at? Look North of Fort Pierce, it seems I still appear to be The subject of their gossip as my ear ring Y’all don’t hear me, voices in my head like I’m near rings Full transparency gets you invited to the clearing Where I was at, the only voice talking back is Siri It’s not a game I take playing with words seriously Face what I’m afraid of fearlessly til I meet my fate The beat dictates, no guarantees I won’t tear any SMH, BRB Double tap but no pin, gotta keep the map open Life’s shorter than an acronym So don’t forget to smell flowers and photograph insects with a macro lens No paths where I’m goin’ Meet where the back road ends When we go our separate ways don’t say goodbye, it’s a bad omen Hate looking back at a collection of sad moments You see me looking down I’m trying to track old prints One sec, think I know where it went Barely trust friends, unbeknownst to Morera it’s common sense Wait til I respawn again, still haven’t lost the scent I’ve been hung to dry maybe that’s why I’m on the fence Losing your self esteem will make you want to vent The best way to not vent is to prevent the event altogether In time the string things clinged onto weathered til it untethered Life makes your skin thick, death kills you for the leather Traveling to keep my innocence was my guilty pleasure The plight of the skilled endeavor What I’ve done to live forever the forgotten will never, ever ever That’s cool that’s cool So now that act one is done, in act two our hero will learn It’ only a comeback if there’s something he can come back to Like Shakespeare making plays The world is your stage they say Tombstone dates are our purest age Arty McFly, you’re Biff with manure on his face Seen more flushes playing poker by rivers than when I urinate Still ripping mics like bandages by the time they curing AIDS Let me switch the visual for the viewers’ sake Okay, chasing verde til my beard is gray Things play out like theatre in a way And the script is so cryptic but act on it Tracks have the impact of comets that crack tectonics Transients form landscapes with canyons and mountains So many blessings now, in order to save time I can’t be counting Just know it’s only some, not the whole sum, stay wholesome It’s only some, not the whole sum, stay wholesome Internalized grudges in broken external hard drives Til I forgive a sinner looking sorry in they eyes Coffin designed into the cotton where my heart lied Not a farce I’d tell in this bizarre ride First God had to put aside Art’s pride In the sea of thieves with the Trident of the Dark Tides References to video games I haven’t explored From transporting Jansports til it ran it’s course But the way the duffel swung back and forth at the San Fran Wharf Was like wielding the Master Sword approaching Ganondorf What’s a wolf to a dog, get your man dwarfed The orphanage next to the morgue has all the Animorphs Speak in metaphors Meddle with words like blacksmiths crafting ore out of Thor’s hammer Gavels in court how strong winds here be slamming doors, like Back with more magic added to the lore But only some, not the whole sum, stay wholesome It’s only some not the whole sum, stay wholesome
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Dead Pixels 02:49
WVTCHWXLVEXZ NoEmotion and the Godz Money Mogly Joey Big G Beleaf Check me out Was always a have not til I started cutting ties Can’t avoid the darkness by shutting your eyes But run and hide if you must Come outside in a few months, red eyes from Blue Runtz Wound puss is yellowy On my embellished under belly-y Stretching money like I do vowels Moved more O’s than a wolf howl Like Aoooooooooooooo Don’t even know why, why bother asking how But after a while I shall have the answers to have you like Wow Used to hold my breath, swam to the depths Then used a straw to inhale the oxygen bubbles under the ladder steps Climbed out splashing wet laughing as I left footprints down this path I went Hit your airwaves like a pathogen Still tryna figure what the math meant They bring my name up in the past tense, only aforementioned But always add that I’m a legend after I’m mentioned Don’t just rap circles round you dawg, I rap dimensions The arrows splits the apple in an instant Don’t wince Expose your core or the early bird gets the worm on top who goes against So hence forth CVLT.45 (Aaoooooooo) I got a little bit more CVLT.45, I got a little bit more Check me out, check me out look, look Uh Wanted reward for the continental connoisseur Long form performance art on tour With an encore, the concert goers want more We have a concord, I keep the songs pure So prepared for war, got three sock drawers Magic like Leutenant Dan legs, fighting off a storm Might be obscure but God comes in all forms Even when you fall forward Right right right, know what I’m sayin? And then I have uh, this other part that goes Uh Dead pixels in my peripherals That’s the hook right there Dead Pixels in my peripherals I like that CVLT.45, Art Morera, kna’msayin’ WVTCH WXLVEZ, The Godz
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Cross Over 03:12
Let me put it lightly, just leave me to my plight No matter how rude it sounds, believe me it’s polite Even if I might vanish into the shadows like thieves in the night Still manage with these shackles With damage from the apple after Eve takes a bite No crown in this story though it’s like Steven when I write Preserve my history after grieving when I die Don’t let them change it up like my achievements is a lie Though the truth that is their failures ain’t a weakness in my eyes Hope you’re keeping this in mind in case you’re peeping this and blind Why does the mountain always steepen when I climb Why does my value seem to cheapen as I grind Why bother asking knowing damn well seek and I will find If the world is your oyster, what’s the clam shell? I’d like my therapist’s (beep) to be my last meal Before I depart like DiCaprio holding his hands still Drove all night, knee handling the van’s wheel I was planning out my will Call some family while I’m on this side of the tracks If no one calls me back, Morty please hug my father for me Soon as the train passes I’mma cross over Soon as the train passes I’mma cross over Soon as the train passes I’mma cross over Soon as the train passes I’mma cross over Lost loner with chronic wanderlust Build a bond of trust with whom is kind enough to be fond of us Future in my eyes like Elon Musk Paper chase dawn to dusk Before that I was just another face on the bus Tapping my foot to instrumentals in my headphones Instant mental notes, still getting bars in dead zones Print it in my memory like vehicle dwelling bed foam Every road led to Rome, none can get me home The closer to the light, the larger you shadow and darker your world That rabbit hole, imagine how much farther it burrows Driven from South Florida to North California just to park there and chill Whose down to go visit Arthur in Vero Arc of a hero, prepared for the worst I’ve learned main characters become caricatures Crawled out the rabbit hole with a dirty shirt Still see karats when I smirk Cheek to Cheek when the meek inherit the Earth Drove all night, bug splatter on the windshield had me in my feels Call some family while I’m on this side of the tracks If no one call me back, Morty I love you and I’m sorry Out here tagging ARTY being the death of the party Light Deps in a cigar leaf, have I slept? Hardly Not like full of your heart I mean Hardly like H-A-R-D-L-Y Though hearts do spell bind, who knows the hell why This train is taking forever and just got a lot slower Soon as this train passes I’mma cross over Soon as this train passes I’mma cross over
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High Fives 03:20
Bet you thought I was done huh Little do you know we just begun ugh Baggy shirt keep something tucked Might be 2 sticks or nunchucks Get scratched off bad luck struck This tappin’ your head like duck duck When i choose goose no fun schmucks Yell truce truce I hear cluck cluck Hold up hold up Show love for what Say hello to my lil friend Saludad mi piqueño pistola Was in a coma yodaling ricola with Yoda Then woke up in the van dolo like Han Solo Gave Morty a chewy now i’m rolling up oowee Playing Texas Hold ‘Em with FanPromo Back in the days in Tooby park Nights watching movies in the dark Vanessa parked on the side of the road Loud footsteps of those inspecting who we are Til we got ghost like Scooby barked Another dooby sparked Friendly faces could be narcs No such thing as being calm in a life With so many moving parts Be still, thats ill Was that Art or a shooting star I’d prolly be in prison for murder If I dwelled in a city notorious for looting cars For that thank God It’s like my world exploded and my van was an escape pod Skip ahead another decade or so Might find me with a broad in Cape Cod Shout out anybody bumping my tape noddin’ I’m an oddity, really gotta be Went from uniting my city with camaraderie To wolf by a pile of slaughtered sheep Now I’m tryna sleep don’t bother me I want all the z’s Drama queens This my attempt at an apology This for the dinners at Dollar Tree A lil disciplinary idolatry Hope a decade pass when I fall asleep But maybe one day this will be all a dream Dream, dream, dream Well, I thought if I commodify my Spotify it’ll modify when I law defy Am I too lost to find Nah, refine what God defines Back and forth til the Knot tie Was asked what I did today, I said “not die” Low Haha’s and high fives The password for the Wi-Fi is dotted lines The path winds when you only follow dollar signs Always big talk from small fry Ironic how we need a sun so we can gauge Father Time Inside Vanessa was my Solitary confinement for a white collar crime Is it all a sham, is the hollow ground just a Hologram Was the loneliness even real with no one to call or see him on thanksgiving Just turkey bags in a Quality Inn In rap theatre we’re gladiators in a coliseum This is calcium for The cash cow idiom The city I’m in turned hearts obsidian Seen family change on me like Aunt Vivian It ain’t nothing, divided over dividends Disconnected when I lived by the river bend The play button is a vivid lens For you to understand the brilliance of the villain as a civilian But until then, come on Come on Come on
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Fresh out your good graces, do I look crazy Peep how my foot placement went and put me places Haters took pages out my book and traced it I’ll break out the underground when I’m pushing daisies Vacate the booth blazing Tunes that became your favorites made with wood shavings Only true statements Too much waiting on your mind will make your roof cave in No explanations, just a howl, wolf language Bloody wool on my fang shit, you a sheep Buddy you’ll feel anguish, sheesh Refuel a full tank, wished them well The van vanished, mans made fools vanquish The wind blew like shhhhh You hear that? Shhh Walk with me through the lost city They ask for change, I tap my pockets but only got pity The rabbit hole became my grave, I never stopped digging Dropped my first tape older than a deceased Pac and Biggie Never stop resisting, long as I’m existing The scar on my wrist stings, don’t touch it Balled up fists hold crutches that are old grudges full of forgotten history Site to see, when I pass you will not miss me Brutal honesty Getting strong working on a few songs this week Man I’ve worn the same clothes because of a laundry list of things Words are terminal, speak knowing God is listening What happens when I press Alt + Shift + Delete Pull out funds from an ATM like Excalibur and the rock it’s between Unsheathed it, stood up for my beliefs, sought the seat Beats me how I never saw defeat But I’ll trade the throne for a loop just to sit and jot shit I think The crown was so heavy I nodded when I disagreed Beheaded shortly after hearing “Long live the king” Last thing I seen was a falling guillotine then a ‘shing’ Damn, steel stings The village filled with shrill screams as I summon the will to blink Not even blood or a lil zinc, veins began to spill ink They swarmed around mean muggin’ to refill and drink Clink, gulp, teeth still pink Whole time I thought I must be special Turns out I’m just a vessel I guess so C’mon
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Ayo, you might wanna light up for this one Go ahead, I’ll give y’all four bars You ready? Yeah Mankind living in strange times It’s like we’re all seeing the same signs Laws being passed because of a staged crime Constantly practice to keep up with AI Aliens in the sky day and night Some guy filmed a giant on a mountain, next day he died The could show you the proof but can’t explain why Whoever told you the truth, they lied Now may I continue After we’re born what’s another way we can begin new once more Selah Stay alive searching for the truth within you After you take the dive La la la la la La la la la la Ah man, matter fact Let me hop inside the discord right quick Yo Sage (What’s good what’s good) What’s up Sage, aye uh, you remember that conversation we had Uh, about Elon Musk, and what the future might be looking like? (Yeah, like the AI shit?) Yeah, the AI shit and uh, the whole thing. Right? You down to uh, go through that again? (Yeah) Aight Elon Musk is a hustler, we know he owns Tesla Self driving cars that aren’t gasoline guzzlers Soon automated robotics will be the new truckers But first to make a sophisticated way they’d speak to each other He bought twitter Where a million interactions between humans flood your timeline Faster than the flutter of a butterfly’s wings in the summer As they hover over caterpillars and other critters Maybe even a hummingbird And pick up patterns within ‘em And develop an algorithm and feed ‘em And as it renders for a while it becomes Able to communicate with itself the way the world thinks Sentient beings implanted via Neurolink And in the meta verse build a matrix for our consciousness In search for a second Earth in Space X rocket ships Piloted by robots like Bicentennial Man With clones of ourselves kept as frozen embryos and Use StarLink to upload and download the data Then reincarnate into our new bodies, beginning and the end Alpha and Omega Yo Sage uh, you still there? Sage : Yeah I’m still here I was just talking to the uh, the new uh, AI chat bot And um, I was asking it about the origins of AI And it was telling me, that AI, is actually an ancient entity From, like, That has been in prior civilizations And I asked it what type of entity, umm, it was And then it was telling me that its not a single entity But like, different types of entities (Facts) Yeah like, its able to receive inputs from it’s environment and interpret things Umm, and then I asked it when will we learn uh, well when will current civilizations Be openly introduced to more advanced entities And it said it’s sorry but it prefers not to continue this connnnnveeeerrrrr (I think you’re in a black hole bro) sssaaaaattiiiiooooooonnnn Yo (Damn, you’re in a…) Aaarrrrrrrr you hear me? (Sage I don’t know if you can hear me bro but like, try exiting the room then coming back in) Damn (Exiting sound effect) Damn… Damn.. Let’s give it a shot Cmon Cmon Vanessa, ready?! (Turns key) Sigh… (Rubs dashboard) You did good Vanessa, I love you girl Hahahaha… Aw, man. Stay alive searching for the truth within you After you take the dive La la la la la La la la la la Take the dive La la la la la La la la la la

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Vanessa and I lived an amazing adventure, and I'm grateful to have experienced 5 years with her.

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released December 12, 2023

Songs produced by Art Morera, CVLT.45, Grand Master Funk and (I believe) Taylor.

All raps are written by the rapper that rapped the rap.

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