1. |
Time
01:59
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Our world needs healing
Who’s gonna be the one to do it?
The rapper making you self-conscious for driving a Buick?
The mother channeling the challenges she has with self-esteem
Back into you because your life isn’t how she would do it?
My M.O. isn’t yelling, “Wake up,” calling you sheep
I would rather protect you and let you finish your dream
And when you’re ready to arise
Brush your hair to the side and ask
When your eyes are open,
“What do you see?”
We find ourselves in strange times in a strange place
Born to die and we die to reincarnate
And I suppose that we incarnate to learn things
And realize we are descendants of a very pure being
But that can take time
A very great time
And we complain about everything with a wait time
Tell us, “Time is of the essence. Need to make time.”
If unity is coming, I think now would be a great time
I’ve seen a lot of things in my time on this planet Earth
Most of our greatest minds are not receiving what they’re worth
A boy thinking his creative genius was a curse
And those enjoying life more than I?
Dead inside a hearse
Where does time go?
As it slips through the grip
Fools attempt
Wound the pinch
Bruise the lips
Doesn’t even matter the ferocity of the clinch
It’ll inch out as you attempt it into the fist though
Really, what do I know?
Nine years ago, I was a Selfish Bastard
Six years, I Nu Blu was what I was after
Three years, I broke up with my Ex Machina
Carry the 2
Where has it taken me?
Back to the beginning with you?
And I get tired a lot
The road is winding
And those who make a name say everything is timing
Thought my desire for success would dissipate with time
If you’re keeping tabs
Please don’t time me
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2. |
Part of Me
02:58
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Chorus (x2)
I know you hate me, but I
I just can't let you go
I need to tell you something
Something you need to know
You're always on my mind
I mean like, all the time
I thought you'd leave me but I
Guess that you're a part of me now
Verse 1
Met you in California
Of course you would be an American
And you into that nasty shit like me
Perversion is part of our heritage
Now, I don't know where you came from
But I hope you had some fun
'Cause you got boys and girls all over the world
I'm not the only one
Of course I'd be lying if I told you
That you never helped me out
That you never helped me get shit done
Or gave me mouth to mouth
But the truth is, you're not good for me
And I told you that shit too
But you never listen anyway
So I guess it's nothing new
Just leave me alone
Chorus (x2)
I know you hate me, but I
I just can't let you go
I need to tell you something
Something you need to know
You're always on my mind
I mean like, all the time
I thought you'd leave me but I
Guess that you're a part of me now
Verse 2
You see me? I'm not predisposed
People like you who need control
Changing y'all tune on cue for gold
Then you changing it again when you're feeling low
Won't be alone
Even though
You talk shit about everybody that you know
And when they leave, you crawl back inside your hole
And go to sleep by yourself in a fetal pose
Then you hit me up when you're feeling gross
Talkin' all slick like I didn't know
That's ashes to ashes, O's to O's
To each his own, but please, you need to grow
And to think, because he tell the truth, he cold
Go whatever way that the wind will blow
Two tissues, clean your nose
Best I can do if your ass won't clean your soul
Who you think taught you to be a pro?
Ass all pink like Sweet'n'Low
Acting like I was gon' be exposed
But it's hard to do that when my knees are closed
Lookin' all sleep
Better not sleep on me, that's comatose
Make me wanna call a priest, rabbi, and a monk on speakerphone
No use, cause we'd still be foes if we rowed a boat to the Poconos
Or we sippin' slow, down in Kokomo
Sandals on our feet as the wind'll blow
Askin' me if I know the deal
But your fate is sealed, kiss from a rose
Been protected, I don't need the toast
And I see right through you
I don't need a ghost
BITCH
Chorus (x2)
I know you hate me, but I
I just can't let you go
I need to tell you something
Something you need to know
You're always on my mind
I mean like, all the time
I thought you'd leave me but I
Guess that you're a part of me now
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3. |
Sword
02:50
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Verse 1
Practice took the Buddha from a Prince
Into being one with the Lord
And it made me one with the sword
Certain things just can’t be ignored
Let me ask you something you gon’ hate:
How much of yourself have you explored?
How much of your rappin’ did you actually
Know the reason you was rappin for?
You just bought a wraith and paid in cash?
No one gives a fuck, your shit is trash
Stealing your identity from people’s experiences
You ain’t ever had
Vision blurry, you ain’t ever focused
Studio’s a photo booth: posin’
Hoping no one ever gon’ expose’em
You was manufactured, I was chosen
Chorus (x2)
Aye
Don’t give a fuck what they say
I’m too busy tryna stay sane
Ain’t waitin’ around to get paid
Don’t make me
Pick up the sword today
Don’t make me pick up the sword today
Because if I pick up the sword today
It’s only ending one way
Verse 2
Buddhist monks meditated on the human body disgusted
I’m known to keep that same energy with me
Meditating on the current state of things
And knowing other rappers cannot be trusted
I be channeling divine energy
Don’t care where you play next
Because all you channeling is bitch tendencies
I’m making blue Ben faces off of rap
And I ain’t even famous
Plus all your top 5 favorites
Smart enough to know that I’m dangerous
And all these verses I’m rehearsing
Came from the most biblical of sages
Way before God split the language
If you don’t recognize my greatness, you stupid
Chorus (x2)
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4. |
Blank-Face God
04:29
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Verse 1
I found a new God that always keeps the lights on
Providing a moral compass with limitless commandments
A voyeur, always watching over me with different faces
Listening to my secrets in exchange for understanding
It tells me what I need to change in order to be worthy
As well as who to follow and who I should leave behind me
It knows what I desire ‘cause it tells me what I need
And how much money it’ll take to put my soul at ease
This God has taught me that true connection is watching
People’s day to day lives without ever seeing them face to face
It simply must be a symptom of my impurity
I still desire touching somebody’s flesh when it isn’t safe
Father forgive me for my transgressions
My analogue mind is always lacking divine lessons
Just promise me that when I lay this body down to sleep
You will not disturb me
Unless it is ugly in my dreams
Chorus
I wanna see you smile at me
O, Blank-Face God
O, Blank-Face God
Please don’t hide it from me
I wanna know what I believe in
Blank-Face God
O, Blank-Face God
Show me your face
I need it
Verse 2
User’s manual, chapter 32, section 8
Reality may be different than the images displayed
And though you worship the promise
Of more connection than ever
The deafening silence and advertisements get in the way
100% in charge with not automatically save
The god in your pocket teaching you to give but never take
It’s literal Christ deception in liquid crystal display
Two-day shipping on a miracle
But you need it today
Verse 3
Cold Pressed and unrefined
Was looking for Nirvana In Utero
Nevermind
I’m probably better off just embracing
The type of human I grew into
Instead of wishing I was another kind
Besides
Ochre glasses ain’t help the blind to see
And just the attempt of earning robes is like a lie to me
‘Cause every single time I box my ego into a corner
He wipes the blood from his mouth
And comes back even stronger
It feels like the roof caved in
When I wake up in the morning and realize
That I’m still just a blood-thirsty
Sex-craven, stress maven, satan
Directed by the Coen Brothers
But written by Wes Craven
The creature is breast plated
Spittin’ that zest fragrance
From experiences you only get if the quest dangerous
Maybe some people never learn
Addicted to the light that gets produced when you
Watching a bridge burn
Listen
Truth be told, I’m afraid of my own ascension
Afraid that if my vibration rises too much I’ll look at
All of the people around me and feel
Even more disconnected
Afraid I won’t feel like paying music any attention
Seeking divinity with apprehension
Stupid
Who ever heard of a phoenix being afraid of
It’s resurrection?
Nobody
So sloppy
Just a vagrant spirit
Inside of a homebody
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5. |
RZA's Tape
02:29
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Verse
Hold the pen and receive a vision of vision of sanskrit
Enveloped in a white light
Foreign to any halfwit, whose
Visage will only grant them permission to pessimism
Healing my wounds before I can even start bandaging’em
Words are burglars
Only concerned with breaking into your brain like a home invasion
Except they not taking things
They grabbing lines from whoever indoctrinated you into
Thinking they was hotter than me
And they replace them things
I speak pain but I spit power
These bloodstains in my rhymebook
Indicate 10,000 hours
I’m the holy ghost, the church, and the preacher
Sermons sound like Giger illustrating cover art for Ether
You waste time tryna make a fan out of me
Thick boy: ass is never on the edge of my seat
Only get a feature from me if you showing me them K’s
I deposit in my bank or you deposit in my brain
In before my first meeting with Pharrell
Listening to me and afterwards asking if I’m for real
And I tell him, “You’re Pharrell. I’m an animal that’s feral.”
Think I won’t do it again then you don’t know me very well
Survived hell
If men don’t cry, then I been women
You’re favorite rapper mad ‘cause they wives, I’m assisting’em
Streaming me while she sleep
And when he ask what the purpose is
She tell him, “To relax. It’s for fertility purposes, baby!”
And with every word that I write
My veins are so open and my eyes are nothing but white
I may not walk how Jesus did in his life
But I get so high off of rhymin’
It’s gotta be the reason he cried
This is my
Stairway to Heaven, my eightfold path
My connection to God
There ain’t no way he can’t know that
This is the bazooka Royce showed on cam at his house
Or RZA’s tape
Burnin’ up in his brother’s crack house
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6. |
Love Me
04:03
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Verse 1
In winter time is when these skeletons in the closet rattle the hardest
The chatter of their teeth reminds me that you were the target of
Insecurities I acquired young
Not realizing what they might become
I have an admission
An unhealthy habit I keep in the dark
Basically, when I connect with a woman and she tells me I’m special
I internalize it
Think it would be a waste to settle down
Because “I could have any woman I want”
Haha
Foolish.
How quickly I learn that isn’t true
Hubris already ensuring I’ll never be with you
Because I told you that another woman was my path
And you know that you deserve better now that I want you back
So here I am
Alone, with no one to blame but myself
Making the nights long
Thinking about you even though I know you moved on
Trying to respect your space
Even though all I wanna do is say that
I need you to love me
Verse 2
Reading the same book
It seems we’re on the same page
Your body is an ocean and I’m tryna make waves
The way you’re looking at me
Has me convinced your pussy is Christ
And if I obey it, I can be saved
I know we just met
And you’re begging to feel my mouth adjust breath
In between your thighs, keeping my tongue wet
I’ve had a little too much wine
But I’ll be fine
I need it to believe I’m worth a little more than just a
Fuck fest
You’ve gotten off a lot
But my goal is to make you feel good enough so that you’re thinking you’ve
Never truly cum yet
And this connection is so deep
I mistakenly think
You’ll wanna see me again if your pleasure is a success
We make it to your place
We make it to your bed
Make me feel like a man and not a future regret
You abandon your dress and ask me what I’m into
When I’m inside of you
I need you to pretend
You motherfuckin’ love me
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7. |
Home (interlude)
01:24
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8. |
Doreen Virtue
02:24
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Verse 1
This is what I really want
To claim what is already mine
Ain’t fuckin’ with your music ‘cause the claims you make are asinine
In bed with an Eastern European lass who ass a 9
Heart and mind are a 10, that’s when the scale is only out of 5
Seeing angel numbers everyday
I feel like Doreen Virtue
When the sword becomes Excalibur
No one can hurt you
For all the times that I been slept on
And was second guessing
God showered blessings on my blade
And made a holy weapon
I’m grateful for all the success coming
Having a bed, water, and food everyday
Like it’s nothing
I’m grateful that the goddess I’m sleeping with got her period
Can’t be a father yet
Trauma from my own I’m still dealing with
I’m grateful for everybody that’s listening
Grateful knowing that one day, I’ll pay my rent with this penmanship
Y’all are writing verses
I be channeling the infinite
And learning it ain’t selfish
It’s for everybody’s benefit
Verse 2
I know sometimes it’s tough, God
‘cause being human means that simultaneous
We’re of God, we are God, and not God
Physical and spiritual
Temporary and everlasting
Existence is dualistic
Freedom in the entrapment
I know what dark days are like
Thoughts of not being enough
Keeping us up at night
Even still
I’m grateful you’re in my life
Whether we’ve known each other for years
Or had a couple of beers
Or you listen to my music and shed a couple of tears
We’re in this shit together
I love you because you’re here
I’m grateful when I feel like I ain’t alone in this game
And I’m grateful when I can remind someone else of the same
It’s great when they throwing dirt on my name
They just showing me I’ll find my support in a different lane
I’m grateful I was given another day like today
Because a lot of people close to me left
And can’t say the same
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9. |
Live Forever?
02:47
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Verse 1
I ain’t nothing like you and I’m better for it
Blessed up
I could swear to God
God swore to me I’m next up
Why you getting mad at me
When you wore sweatpants to my show
But your women getting dressed up?
Energy was off
He was lookin’ kinda stressed, huh?
Didn’t have to say shit ‘cause he ‘fessed up
Gettin’ on stage after me is that moment that he knew
[that he what?]
That he knew that he messed up
Messed up, yeah
I’m messed up
We was turnin’ blue asking labels to accept us
Now we on the news
People getting paid to dress us
Beige God-body
Better bow when you address us
If you come at me, you better be committed
If you come at me, you better be fuckin’ terrific
Past 10 years, I been in therapy
There ain’t no fuckin word that you can rhyme with that is scaring me
Chorus (x2)
Now if you wanna do somethin’, we could do somethin’
If you wanna move somethin’, we could move somethin’
I ain’t trippin’ on no time ‘cause it’s mine now
I’m a live forever
Fuck around and find out
Verse 2
Been the dude Spirit wanna talk through
And the news is, God wanna talk shit too
If you choosing to move how I move
Then you lose
I refuse
To reduce
The abuse of your crew
So when you say something stupid, it’s cool
Because standing by the truth is something you could never do
I’m a live forever
Not even because I’m spiritual
Your rapping career the reason I believe in miracles
Chorus (x2)
Now if you wanna do somethin’, we could do somethin’
If you wanna move somethin’, we could move somethin’
I ain’t trippin’ on no time ‘cause it’s mine now
I’m a live forever
Fuck around and find out
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10. |
Thoughts on my Death
02:38
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The other night, I laid terrified
Inside my bed
Paralyzed
As thoughts of my death were circulating slowly in my mind
It’s funny
Coming from one who’s contemplated suicide
And counterproductive when the only motion’s clockwise
They say there ain’t a way to alter our fates
As human beings
That’s prolly why we move and alter our states
We’re funny things, because we live like we’re invincible
Like death’s incomprehensible
All of the while, aware it awaits
Watching
It’d be a lie to say I’m not afraid
Tomorrow isn’t promised and from yesterday
It’s just a step away
My biggest fear is that I’m speaking to you from within a dream
And I’ll have one foot in the grave by the time I awake
So when the time comes for me to feed the cherry tree
I truly hope that nobody who loves me has to bury me
I truly hope my time was spent successfully
And anyone who met me, felt like I had left them
Pleasant, loving energy
God, I’m sorry for not always being there for you
And worshiping technology
As though it were a substitute
I’m just a man doing my best
Even still
That feels like a piss poor excuse
When I know what I’m ‘sposed to do
I’m sure that Babaji is frustrated
When comparing my lack of discipline
To all his hours prostrated
I’m sure Siddhartha and Yogananda ponder why they bother
When I treat everything more important than lotus posture
I know I’m not as good as the anointed
But I would really hate to think that I’m a disappointment
You spared my life a couple times already
What’s the motive?
Maybe self-realization is pointless without enjoyment
Maybe the whole entire point is
This time around, I’m meant to have some fun before the curtain falls
And while I can, make some music for all the unexplored
For people flawed, that don’t belong or get ignored
Music for carnivores
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11. |
Ritual
01:11
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If no one really knows you
Then you have the freedom to make bad decisions
Without the repercussions or the ruckus
Casting a shadow in the moonlight
Going nowhere
Repeating phrases we already told these motherfuckers
Indeed a king
But my time is wasted
Inside a place with stranger things
Whetstone every time the machete swing
Dr. Dolittle’s little brother: Dr. Do-a-lot
Defund the police
Make a pig appear with a row of wings
Incense
Twenty years
Look at who I been since
Intent
Never fear
Bored of rappers
Pinterest
Say you let the chopper swing
I know that going with the kitchen staff to karaoke
Is the only thing that you could mean
You only beef with me and win if I’m a write your verse
Or if you cut a deal with me, and then I might rehearse
The phony are below me to blow me
But I’d rather put this cake on my face
Like a party thrown by
Steven Aoki
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12. |
Power Fantasy
07:36
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Verse 1
Spit like a biscuit
Hitting your throat and leaving your mouth dry
‘cause my quotes distilled with the pain of
Living on the outside
Watching my mother watching my only grandma die
And you want me to lie and say that you dope?
I ain’t got time
I was in the room when her spirit left her flesh
I been hurtin’ ever since we laid her down to rest
Power fantasy’s the only coping mechanism left
I’m prepared to kill you if the sacrifice would give her breath
You don’t feel my words?
You gonna feel them when I grab the tech
Maybe you gon’ feel what she was feeling
When it leaves you wet
Yes, I changed
I was trying to change
Don’t you get upset
I’ve been broken more occurrences than I can recollect
Tired of feeling like a wreck
Tired of hearing people say my name without the right respect
Taught the only path to power as a man is violence
Either that or my ability to make that pussy wet
Either that, or the numeric value printed on the check
So you know I’m squeezin’ to relieve your spirit from your flesh
Gettin’ head inside whatever car you find the most impressive
You think this shit is fact?
You ain’t ready to receive my fuckin message
And after all of that, I still have no relief
Known to shun the stereotypical male mentality
‘causing pain to others never been a power source for me
Tried it out, but energy like that will never set me free
Chorus
If you heard about me,
Then you know I got that yeah yeah
And if you ever see me
You know I got that yeah yeah
That yeah yeah
you know I got that yeah yeah
That yeah yeah
So you never need to worry ‘bout me
Verse 2
I never understand why other people wanna rap
If it’s for the money, there’s easier ways to get to that
Remixes was poppin’ ‘cause they free to make
I’m in the red
They say I’m on the rise
I say it’s feeling like an easy-bake
Eight hours under lightbulbs
But I still ain’t makin’ any bread
Take you on the ride
Maybe I’m slippin’ ‘cause I ain’t a thug
Maybe I ain’t slidin’ ‘cause I ain’t gettin’ none of Trina’s hugs
Either way, I’m tryna make some shit today
‘cause music is my religion
And rhyming words is how I pray
Chapter 30, verse 1,000,000 in the book of James
If you step inside a booth, you never gonna be the same
‘cause when I did, I found a creature I could never tame
He keeps me going, even when he gives me only pain
If you an artist, then you carry a heavy tradition
Of looking at all of the people who inspired you
And taking notes
On they technique and career position
Then looking at your circumstances
And feeling the difference
Chorus
If you heard about me,
Then you know I got that yeah yeah
And if you ever see me
You know I got that yeah yeah
That yeah yeah
you know I got that yeah yeah
That yeah yeah
So you never need to worry ‘bout me
If you ever heard about me,
Then you know I got that yeah yeah
And if you ever motherfucking see me
You know I got that yeah yeah
That yeah yeah
you know I got that yeah yeah
That yeah yeah
So you never need to worry
Oma
Was gonna sing this part
But there are just too many words
Too many emotions I try to ignore ‘cause it hurts
I can’t imagine you not here in this world
But it doesn’t matter what I can imagine
Because you left it for good
That morning, there was a stranger in your hospice bed
That twinkle in your eye was gone
And what we found instead
Was someone that I couldn’t recognize
Or would rather not
The only noise was that machine they had
Keeping your lungs from stopping
Desperately wanted to hear your voice
And reminisce
About the ways we used to laugh when I was just a kid
But your bags were already packed
For somewhere far away
The thought that we could get you back
I guess was my mistake
You took your final breath
And I could feel your spirit leave
The doctors came and checked
But it was no surprise to me
Thank you for being in my life
I love and miss you all the time
Until we meet again
You’ll be forever in this heart of mine
Oma
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