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why like this?
03:16
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Wish you could feel me down, all the time
Wish you could feel me down, all the time
Wish I could feel myself without thinking of you
I can feel myself, just like new
Like this
I can't stand it anymore, oh no
I can't stand it anymore and take it home
Feel me
Feel
Feel
If you can feel me down
Would I be okay?
If I kill myself
Would it be okay?
It'd be just fine
If you can feel me
If you can feel me down
I think, I think I might be alright all the time
Anyone who comes by knows me
When I've been going
And I've been showing a lot
I can't go anymore
If you can feel me down
Would I be okay?
If I kill myself
Would I be okay?
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(God, I feel like I
God, I feel like I, uh ooh
Why's my voice breaking so god damn much, what the fuck is happening?
Oh my god
I'm so tired, I need to fucking, do my homework)
God, I've been feeling like I need a tab like right now
It won't make me happier, but god damn
Opposite feels so right now
I would text you right back right now if I had dedication, uh
Tried my own ways but this love equals vacation
All of my ex-friends, beginning to end
I attribute this to you, the pain that was hot-glued
I stuck my whole hearted hand into it
My friends told me my music sucks but I'ma go through it
None of you sticked with me when I left
'cause you were so right, somehow I'm so tight now
No birthday wishes but you're wishin' for a pipe now
Pipe down, I ain't got no grass
Smoke what I get and I make it last
Yeah, all the pussies in the back
Think they got no stats, no bust better get some up that
Got a small, bright talent and I'ma bump that
And mother fucker you know that I'll be takin' all grabs
The pandemonium is sinking
Don't be thinkin' 'bout the clauses of the different stories
Separate tales
I've been feeling like I need a tab like right now
It won't make me happier, but god damn
Opposite feels so right now
I would text you right back right now if I had dedication, uh
Tried my own ways but this love equals vacation
(Vacation
That's right)
Thought I forgot to up your bitch?
You're welcome, no problem
My pleasure, cool pressure
Don't doubt the wake up call is coming real soon
Don't fixate opinions on yourself dude
Trust me when I say I'm gonna help you
Your ways stick to brain, I can't get you out my mental
You can run away, yeah, I don't respect you
Should've took you to the park, all fakes off and fucked you
If you're my friend, could you tell nobody else that this exists?
Thanks again, pray I won't see you again
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Man, what do you know? What do you see? (See)
What do you know? What do you see? (See)
Man, what do you know? What do you see? (See, see)
What do you know? What do you see? (See)
What can I be against you?
Every skeleton holds high their shrimped up spike high slur device
So hard to contain a positive convo without pre-despite
You're cold dead 'til sunrise but don't get shut eye 'til the birdies cryin' out
You wake up in a new house to you you drown it all out
Cyclical pressure no worthy way of ones finding themselves out
Pin the caps right to your skin
Hope it makes you think again
The party bus ain't meant for retribution
No excuses
You know you're slumped over and stupid
The regrets slide into your head
'Cause they masked off like you did
Find your distinct and well kin
Press your powers with a pen not to the wind
Yeah win to fend
What do you know? What do you see? (Mother fucker)
What do you know? What do you see? (What do you see?)
Man, what do you know? What do you see? (See, see)
What do you know? What do you see? (See)
What can I be against you? (I don't want you to know)
What do you know? What do you see? (See)
What can I be, against you?
Pussy bitches get slapped, that's it
Don't ask me for a pass 'cause I've got nothing like that for you
Mother fucker, stand up for yourself
Condiments don't come from me nor are they free for the esteemed
You'd better out watch for my team (of one)
I'm too clean
Call my hot box my purification process I'm now highest of my prowess
Far aware of all y'all process
Wish you'd stick me in the ground and just plant me
The industry which been failing needs mediocre for the biting
Least my voice could be exciting to the burrowed fans just dying
For another draft pick
I'm your Clyde Douglas
Maybe beat, assist
Nah guess I'll stick, to this
Sell what all I have for nothing to gr-grab a bitch
My tracks nor drugs maybe stick
At least I've got some bad nic'
For my brain to toy with
Pussy industry boy
Best just get out of the streets boy
Your white ass belongs with police
Man but there ain't no yard, no beef
I'm done denying counter-offers
Smother your fathers with daughters
Hang- your spirit up on your tie-
Make these others realize
You have skeleton inside, mother fucker
Embrace demonry nearly but step into it
Beat your completion fetish
Don't delay nothin' just spread it
Please pray good god to your credit
If you've got it go get it, if you've got it go get it
Don't let me know bout your message, I'm half past dismissing the lesson
Trucker goggles on, no brakes, direct acceleration
Your ass that I'm chasin'
Motel rooms for the takin'
Intentions well I'll explain them
Either way it could have phased them
Big shades wearing
Mega boots strapped staring
Up and down discreet no skele-meat
All pounding, pounding, pounding
Man, what do you know? What do you see? (That metronome slap, huh)
What do you know? What do you see?
What do you know? What do you see? (Your ass that I'm chasin', motel rooms for the takin' intentions well I'll explain)
What do you know? What do you see? (Big shades wearin' mega boots strapped staring up and down discreet
No skele-meat all pounding, pounding, pounding)
What about the way that you talk to me?
What about the way that you talk?
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4. |
double up
02:38
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If that's what you want, yeah
We can double dutch on the sidewalk every afternoon
Until we double up, yeah
If that's what you want, yeah
We can double dutch on the sidewalk every afternoon
Until we double up, yeah
If that's what you want, (okay well!)
We can double dutch on the sidewalk every afternoon
Until we double up, yeah
If that's what you want (want)
We can double dutch on the sidewalk every afternoon
Until we double up, yeah
Running from the cops-
Fear after the plot
If you think that's up and silly look around to paint my ceiling more
Dealin with my cough, and it's growing more abrupt
I feel jolly when its over, grab her waist and top, contort her
You might try to fix her, too
But trust this hum, it's me all over
If that's what you want, yeah
We can double dutch on the sidewalk every afternoon
Until we double up, yeah
(Running from the cops)
We can double dutch on the sidewalk every afternoon
Until we double up, yeah
I found out that these bitches just like me
I thought all this time I was a sight see
Recorded just timely, I'm a lying fireplace
Burn the shit, toss it in
Weigh it on me, deep within
I found out, I'm not built for this shit
Pressed guilt, heavy handed
Fine silk, awful bandage
I swear I'm not containing no fits
Rather have cuts than a watch on my wrist
(I said, uh)
I've been goin' crazy since the bright days of my youth
I forget you when I'm home, yet when you're there I can't dismiss you
Peaking at me 'cross the hall
Like a radio call
I've got sitches for bitches like you
And it's a splendid dinner afternoon
Why you always gotta be so damn grabby with me?
Your neck bends over as if I uninvented gravity
I only one have first kiss, making out in the car
I hang out in the background, calico cat go far
I act like it's a Christmas but I'm feeling awful Halloween
I feel you bro but sorry I don't have no good advice
I'm like a traffic light because I smoke, in the night
My eyes are burning red but I can guide you alright
I'm sick of the bumping shoulders, jaggedy from all these pussies
I had one thumbs up to go on my night, took it
I had an awful nightmare for the future so I booked it
Fearful that I reached the bottom line, so I hooked it!
(If that's what ye want, yeah
Then we can dooby dutch, on the sidewalk in the afternoon
Until we double up, me matey
Argh argh gar gar har har, gar har har gar har har)
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5. |
breatheonthis.wav
03:22
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They say that you should breathe on a beat
Well oh, okay, okay, alright, okay, okay
Everybody says that you should bring that in the beat
Okay, okay, okay, alright, alright, okay
They say that you should breathe on a beat
Well oh, okay, okay, alright, okay, okay
Everybody says that you should bring that in the beat
Okay, okay, okay, alright, alright, okay
Truthfully I'm not lethal in my city
People miss when tryna see me
Bat me down to seek the winnings
People drown me with their-
People drown me with their feelings
I can feel my hands and knees in the sand
A taste of where I have been
Hope you know and understand
With every ounce in my hand
Every battle in my head
I hope to god this can end
They say that you should breathe on a beat
Well oh, okay, okay, alright, okay (as sunflowers devour)
Everybody says that you should bring that in the beat
Well, okay
Every rapper talks about, getting a bitch
Well I can't pick up the vision
My heart must be so confused
I tried to pick up a lady, every one takes me as crazy
I should've stuck with my first one to fend off insecurities
Bash my angst with true purity
Perhaps I wouldn't be deep at all
Wouldn't be rapping at all
Took my music with guitar
Left it with the trees, wood is all that's really in that thing
I guerrilla like the bees
Thieve, take, then leave
Pray for my esteem
Pray for my every essence and team
I have tore off all relationships in sacrifice for my decree
Stop telling I'm wrong
I knew that, and I was trying to ignore it
Stop telling I'm wrong, I knew that
Wrong, I knew
I was trying to ignore it
I was tryin', I was tryin', I was
Stop telling I'm wrong, I knew it
Stop tellin' me, stop- stop
Stop tellin' (tellin' you that)
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6. |
city folk
02:36
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I've got so much crest resting in between both of my eyes
Every morning I despise
The lies that dream me coincides
Telling everyone how I feel
My sleep state dictates what's real
Wish I could rest without the stress
My alarm clock yelling at me
It's so understated lately
My brain is losing it's width, I swear it
Would declare it to my friends if they'd digress their past intentions of festive
Oh what a party, bad message
Had a good time but you missed it
Wonder why you remembered all the numbers but won't ever get a piece of the pie
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I saw the devil and I liked it
Sinning as if I liked dick
My eyes might look tired, but I sleep real good
Blowing up right past ya, 'cause you know that I would
I have so many feelings 'bout you that I have forever tucked
But I express hate in my journals
When I do not give a fuck
Please hear me
Oh, how I feel
You can't make it to conceal for me
I can't see the real me
Being is a feeling
When you pulled up the three of us to make your evening less abrupt
You'd never guess the outcome
Harmful love affair without hugs
I can't catch you when you run
Dairy Queen between the fun
A fatal sign that I'd ignored
Until you rubbed up all your luck on me
I tried to find my line to jive within your sides
Yeah sorry for confession am I wrong for my discretion?
Fuck your guessing
My eyes might look tired but I sleep real good
I'm blowing up right past ya, 'cause you know that I would
I have so many feelings 'bout you that I have forever tucked
But I express hate in my journals when I do not give a fuck
I've got so much pressure in mind
Which holy savior is nigh?
How will I be there to describe
My insatiable love to bind
I know what and how you want it
What are you willing to afford?
I choose to relay thoughts topped chords
I'm so glad I guess you got your score
I'm starin' at the floor
Half heart junky man a riot
Sight a cannonball tonight it
Insignificant delight yet
I can't even seek some peace
Sprinkled down by coral reef
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I feel like I've been crossed up
My legs around my neck and such
A monkey bar coincidence
Would I be so obliged to dance
Why do I want what I can't speak?
Why must melodies repeat?
I sing and sing to no decree
My own ghost staring back at me
This numb-full essence beckons me
I feel like I got a minced meal
Half o'clock I know what's in the package for me
Boxing match between my alter quarters, eighths all packed inside a bag
I ate all my spendings away, and feeling sad about it
Oh I see how you carry yourself when you're around me
So why surround me?
How you gon' deal with me?
Oh I see how you carry yourself when I'm around
Well, what do you fear?
Admiration from you, dear
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8. |
ghost rap for hickory
01:54
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Hickory I got you cooking up your service serpent, rye
Toasted 'til you see the sky, that's just my type
I know what you hear and what you don't
That's what I know, yeah
I got things to do, gotta go
Skipping to fight alimo'
Ghost rap, make it fast
Hopefully the message lasts
Head gash, don't spaz
Hickory I
Hickory I know your taste and where you went
Sit down spud that pay your rent
I'm not smart I'm confident
I'm not dumb I know some shit
Ay short stack, is there a way that I could chat to you?
I've been meaning to because I really want to
'Cause I've been thinking bout you-
Is there any chance that you could toss me, the ball that I threw back?
Oh, are you serious?
I've milked experiences for this?
A kiss I thought I'd not to miss
Yet I've got it man, no assists
Ghost rap, make it fast
Hopefully the message lasts
Head gash, don't spaz
Hickory I
Hickory I know your taste and where you went
Sit down spud that pay your rent
I'm not smart I'm confident
I'm not dumb I know some shit
Ghost rap, make it fast
Hopefully the message lasts
Head gash, don't spaz
Hickory I
Hickory I know your taste and where you went
Sit down spud that pay your rent
I'm not smart I'm confident
I'm not dumb I know some shit
(I know where you're goin' and I know how to find you
I think I might know how, I- I might not know)
I've got this weird feeling
That my feelings ain't concealed no more
My feelings are not mine no more
I sold those for my backing scores
My grandpa doesn't understand, get in the pit
I don't think anyone is truly ready for this event,
Hit send
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9. |
wooden cupboard
03:01
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Existential future fear
How come no one's coming near?
Can I really form my name or will I- will I roadie steer?
Torn up dreams of tactile fears - I'm scared of my complexity
Since much time making in the years
Opinions I'm open ears, since
You plucked your cavity it has rottened
Out the home that it was brought in
Baby tooth here from the start yet
The replacement here is tart
I lost my job at the whole foods mart
Don't care about school 'cause I know I'm smart
Smoke a lot, to not think too close from my heart
'Cause my blood-rise pressure sins a problem in the farce
Nah, nah I just want jolly green in my kart
While I jump start my Chevy with the backboard bumpin' out the tunes
Windows slowly roll down, to unroll all the fumes
Dark glass, big tank
All gas, big stank
Give the driver road rage
Give the driver road rage
Even though that's per say
Give the driver road rage
Ay, ay, road rage!
(Took these things off of my wooden cupboard
Thanks for trying, thanks for lying to me
Thanks for all the time I wasted with you)
I said it takes my chance forever and then messes with it
I can't go home, all alone
So sore, anymore
I'm talking
God damnit you say "feeling the same way"
Like I didn't say it since the sixth grade
You show how a bitch's made
You grow up just to name a name
And then stay the same
I feel, rather unsafe with this
I can't just deny your energy but this is it
I said it takes my chance forever and then messes with it
I can't go home, all alone
So sore, anymore
I'm talking
I feel rather unsafe with this
I can't just deny your energy but this is it
(What do you mean?
What do you mean?)
Caught you in the street right there, madison mid square
Hand up all scared, feet move as if seared
Make it out to the sears to combat the years
A long past, former riot
But I've stashed several items
We can peek and peer reviewing details for ages
I can be your fair mage if you sign the dotted line, I need completion
In a good season, we can commit treason
Common indecencies, acts of play to the youthful
Banding like this carries useful when the old coots come to boot you
How many men have come to do you?
I'd like to skew through those names
With an unexpected game
Player playing bitches 'cause my hands on the controller
We can drive it to seven-eleven for some cola
If you know my true gang they all finna bone ya-
Skeleton patrolers with the golden belts all strapped up
No care, we got all the nummies we need batched up
We can fill a hole so good you may just want it patched up
I spend all my time inside of computers and blog sites
One is out of date so please tell me why I don't think great
Every impasse is something that's gon' change me
Lets hope for the better not all problems core are shaving
Brave yourself and find the meaning of wealth
I'm penny spending' til I'm credited for more credit to bend, man
Man scratch that I'm all fuck cred
My exe looks back as if I was afraid
Bitch I ain't no Fred, points to ya man
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10. |
free ur soul
01:54
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Man
You pushed me in the car wash several times, eternal in and out
I can't define myself until I'm dry after a century
And leave all of the things that stress me out about my social life
These socialites around me, calling me lame when they doubt me
Everybody checks they clock alternate 'til they hook around me
Askin' "oh how did u grow so fast?" I must've found seeds
All around my mind I ponder these negativities
So when I talk real loud you won't find me out
Your soul is free (y'know?)
Everybody checks they clock alternate 'til they hook around me
Askin' "oh how did u grow so fast?" I must've found seeds
All around my mind I ponder these negativities
So when I talk real loud you won't find me out
Your soul is free, baby (y'know?)
These, consistencies baby
I'm not the one you desire to give you things, baby
Feel level-headed in your mind, know your own power
Validation's not required for your own self realization, baby
I might go haywire on her legs, damnit
I'ma make sure weekend fireworks happen
Bring a crowd along, the only one I ever know
Just me in the future
When I'm curled up and subdued into the raging lights and sweaty nights
The bedroom's un-covered tonight
You best be bumped, electrolytes
I hope you brought your right fight tonight
Internal excitement, the internet crashes away
Fuck your worriedness right out of ya
I know the best sting
Now sing, yeah
(Now sing for me, girl
Now sing for me, girl)
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k.a.d.
02:09
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Write down what you think I should say to you
Because I am running out of ideas
Real quickly
As if I'm medicated
Okay I'm medicated
Flip your switch around, and see how that can be so elating
Maybe it's the only straightener
Paint us out as a better whole
When you come back to fall to all, you became
Hear the angels as they ring
Hear the angles as they rain down
Being high is a super power
It makes all of your friends go away
Getting high is my super power
Smoke to wish this all folds away
Any other day
I got lots of things to note
Running's not the antidote
Art is not the antidote
Liberation chokes me out
I liberate to up the count
Would it count? Do I matter?
Drugs upscale more tattered
Youthfulness is sure to shatter
How painful it is to watch, why'd I stick my head in it? Yah
What's worth the weed is worse than the nicotine
And medication pains
Depression is shakey but all honesty's my favorite lady
I hate when I stop thinking
My poetry comes demeaning
Being high is a super power
Being high is a super power (It makes all of your friends friends)
Being high is a super power (It makes all of your friends, friends)
Write down what you think
(Write down what you think I should say to you
Because I am running out of ideas
Real quickly
As if I'm medicated
Okay I'm medicated
Flip your switch around, and see how that can be so elating
Maybe it's the only straightener)
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12. |
throw stones
01:54
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What a riot
I should go inside it
All night it
Every time I light it up
Get the droppings up
Pick up a little bit of your room up
You can't really move huh?
You can't even move?
Poke a hole
I should really fully wreck the hole
Stretch it out 'til words pour out
My ceiling stout, grinning mouth
My feelings now, apologies
More of the truth then you'll ever see in a memory
Fuck a text message
If you call me you get 'steaded, steady
Take your medication and get ready (steady)
I don't even wanna go home, if the beast in my head
Won't recount what it did, uh
I don't wanna feel so dead
When I lie in my bed and they say what I said
I don't even wanna go home, if the beast in my head
Won't recount what it did, uh
I don't wanna feel so dead
When I lie in my bed and they say what I said
Fix it
Be your own man
Don't tie yourself to the boy
Who pleaded good decisions
You make those good decisions and then roll
Hope no one controls, you
No label but no label is how I'm feeling
I don't need any season for reason
I must cook myself for leverage
The beef sweats off of my dressings
An overpowering cadence
An overpowering statement
I'm scared of what I can dent in
If those dents will make me sacred,
Sacrifice for life, ain't a big joke
'Til you choke on it
Double back if needed, restart it
Take your losses in hand when you start it
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13. |
tom
03:52
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(I'm a roadrunner, baby
Got a storm, and I can't go wrong)
(Sitting on these things 'cause I feel like a pampered actor
Si- Sitting on these things 'cause I feel like a pampered actor, a pampered actor)
Man, you're so flimsy
You're built not fast
Speed up your sunk abilities may block the crash (but not the start-up)
Meet me at my house or face the consequences, baby
How bout hot box in the morning
Swarming collection of homies, huh?
She said bust the bolts real tight
So I gear up, proclaim alright
Her freaky faucet fixture was too big a sitch to sift through
Some pictures run through my mind of some solutions may to find
But the drooling of the leak construed we were both truly destined online
Why ruin the circular pass session?
Why confess?
When I don't want your credit back
Why come near me to attack? Bitch, uh
Just to attack? Just to attack
Oh bb
Oh bb (Just to attack)
Man, you're so flimsy
You're built not fast
Speed up your sunk abilities may block the crash (but not the start)
Meet me at my house or face the consequences, baby
How bout hot box in the morning
Swarming collection of homies
Huh? Tom
Don't make me fuck you up, again
Bitch remember the consequences, your envy is heavy
I bent this bitch over heavy, slapped the god out his head
He had no protection he said
Yet evil omens he bred, fuck cred
Said he'd bust my block if I said one more word to his girl
How scared are you of the world?
Fuck twitter begging for pearls, stupid fuck
No I would never ever touch your bitch
If I did it then I wouldn't have liked it
I'd know that you'd ate it before me
That was my golden sweet, money tree
Yet you'll blow the back for nothin' but a save state
Don't forget the blood rate
Remember your own sake
What y'all gotta say about this feeling inside?
Bout this villain inside?
How you want me to walk with it?
Can no longer just pocket it even though I'm reminded so often
But there's so many demos that I have been making on my (own)
All I need is my phone to blow up so much I beg to go back home
I don't want success to be alone, wrap my life up
I'm gon' flick your water at you, make you feel what I've done
How I'm protective in nature and can forget what's good fun
Truth is I'd be there so fast, in arrival and dash
To splash you up, make you feel special
Undress you, keep us preventable
Contesting is real and you know how I feel
You'd throw me out if you wanted to
But I'm too damn expendable, I fuckin' had it
No I would never ever touch your bitch (Touch your bitch)
If I did it then I wouldn't have liked it
I'd know that you'd ate it before me
That was my golden sweet, money tree
Yet you'll blow the back for nothin' but a save state
Don't forget the blood rate
Remember your own sake
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lord taketh away (bonus)
01:37
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o.d. (oculus) (bonus)
02:08
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17. |
chxx (bonus)
01:13
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18. |
basement door (bonus)
01:13
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19. |
lighthouse (bonus)
03:03
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