1. |
Cinders (Movement Mix)
04:11
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so how the story goes (lemme find the page)
how the story goes.
come a lil closer... and listen.
it goes a little something like this.
make sure you check behind you (make sure you check behind you)
because the forest doesn't sleep. ('cos the forest doesn't sleep)
crackling, twigs, neck snapping and things
you know the forest doesn't sleep.
they nod their heads to the beat.
(so lemme tell you how it goes...)
feel the decay in my vertebrae
charge my dreams in these moonrays
well i ain't slept for a few days
health is priority, life is reality
another night spent dulling pains by the gallons she
acts like she's smitten tickles skin with the talons bleed
lust for this sultry eyed siren
shame it ain’t love it's just desiring
yeah that's shits tiring like sisyphus
rolling up the boulder while I’m climbing
still jack and jill tumbling fates' cards fumbling
52, picking up the piece my past lumbered me with
my tongue stumbled and slipped like Freuds' whisperings
still I’m more Jungian;
battle with my Anima and Animus I’m shushing them.
raggo man'a'mashing like an animal in bush and then
sparking up the tushunpeng
on a bed of violets - I'm lying with my eyes slit
tired blow the kiss to your violence.
Welcome to the Spiral, looking there behind you.
nothings there, just here.
Spirits in the cinders, see the sirens yeah
there smiling with their eyes on you.
Prophets mumbling dishonesty.
crackles from the embers leave an amber glow.
Cicadas yeah they follow me, these bastards tryna bother me
got nothing but this fire and smoke!
war with a rainstorm caught in this maelstrom
voices in the tandem probably maybes what I tell them
picking them at random spin the arrow what it lands on then I’ll trail on
setting sail from out the alcove
long days and dark nights what I count on
and through the depths the light beckons from the mountains
poseidons light beacons, fountains underneath us
feel aquatic and anaesthetised, fighting for me feeling,
kneeling, numb between my feet and thighs
Compass glass splintered as it meets me eyes -
Shit I'm needing guidance.
tide licks, shudder, boat rocking side to side
and in my mind yeah I think it's where the ride ends.
seagulls cry, hope through my closed eyes
a wave like a golem's hand smashing through the boats side.
ropes fly - lashing like the 9 tails,
drag my under down like the nose diving crow flies,
tangling my limbs now. shit I might as well just swim down,
great deluge relinquishing our sins.
thinking all these things, either sinking or you'll swim
but fate has handed me the dot so time to flow round!
Welcome to the Spiral, looking there behind you.
nothings there, just here.
Spirits in the cinders, see the sirens yeah
there smiling with their eyes on you.
Prophets mumbling dishonesty.
crackles from the embers leave an amber glow.
Cicadas yeah they follow me, these bastards tryna bother me
got nothing but this fire and smoke!
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Pester, don’t let your mind fester
Yestermoons don’t let the past stress ya
So your grafting for the future yeah?
Well just remember that the now is where it’s happening here
So check the clouds form a thousand pictures
Alan Wattsing with that eastern wisdom
Flicker, see the lights through the blinds,
And the afternoon sun trickle through the prisms
But does it matter if it isn’t?
Cos everything change so there’s nothing different
I’m just tryna feel some love up in this life I’m living
I’m just tryna feel some love up in this life I’m living
Gotta give it of you want it back
But they wanna try snatch from an honest man
So I snip it where the strings attached
And disappear like a hologram
Following the traces...
See the ghosts in the eyes of their faces.
Pure visions in my dreams lately
Should probably figure what it means maybe
Over-analysis ain’t anyway to channel this though
Battle with demons try steer away from fiends mainly
Lethargy yeah this weeds hazy
The pleasures mine think it’s marvellous to meet Hades
Back of my mind saying no, tryna calculate why
That’s when cerberus start chewing through my feet crazy
You’d be an eediat not to read the signs
Proliferated pixels read between the lines
They’ll snatch your fingers for a piece of pie
The smoke lingers and it stings ya eyes
But real as steel this is fortified
Babylon’ll burn with them chordy lies
Pinch of salt though its border line
40 days yo and 40 nights
40 days yo and 40 nights
Nah it really wasn’t advertised
Tryna read between the paralines
All a paradigm
Through my narrow eyes
Paralyzed
Tryna sacrafice
Grass green in the paradise
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3. |
WHOAMI
02:56
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I aint from bits, I aint from them ways but still I don't mind.
And I don't watch post codes, me I see you soul first looking through your eyes.
Some swiped out lifestyles picking out these pixels from my psyche
Dealing with some ignorance pricks yeah the chink man a chink yeah man I'm chiney
Pacifisticing though I got my fist clench tight like
Put me in a box get boxed.
But you ain’t seen the flare that I lick off when I'm writing
And you don't know about the pain that I hold I got inside me
And I ain’t from England, I ain’t from China… so fuck off with your labels (child of the moon)
Product of environment, I'm suttin’ like a hyacinth busting through the pavements
Living in fables. (tales) I'm probably from another place elsewhere
Fate done taking all my loved ones elsewhere, cried so much it left a fissure in my welfare
All this pain. cracks. stains. smashed self care
Gargling booze, angst and mood why I'm looking for my health here (I just don't know, I'm like)
Who am I?
Who am I? (who am I?) who am I? (who am I?) who am I? (who am I?) who?
Who am I? (who am I?) who am I? (who am I?) who am I? (who am I?) who?
Who am I? (who am I?) who am I? (who am I?) who am I? (who am I?) who?
(What) (what) (what)
Who am I? (what?) who am I? (me) who am I? (you?)
Who am i anyways? who am I?
Individual persons,(yeah) belonging and were looking for a purpose
See how we earthlings, (yeah?) ruining; the water turn turpid (black like night)
Now seeing how fear works, drop a couple bombs then blame it on the burkas (tabloids)
As if there ain’t a war right now, know the karma is a double headed serpent (it bites both (ways!))
Yeah the future feel worthless.(wah) so how we meant to feel about our children?
Picking up the rubble from before like…(like like like) how we gonna build another building?
Cracked foundation. the system need changing as ever but that's nutting new there’s nutting much to heal this (not much hope)
Pointing out the fingers. but really one per-centers need to feel this.
Turning round the tables vote labour still dubious (wah) revolution is solution let’s do this.
(Yeah) chanting with the beads I move buddhist (Om) mani padme hung grooving.
Peace, music, love - movements.
C’mon everybody get loose just tryna find silence (shhh)
I'm in amongst mayhem and madness and arise from the grit I move phoenix I flew but
Like… who am I?
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4. |
Unboxing Skit
01:03
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5. |
BRUCE
04:58
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Horizon line on my cuticle,
The sun will rise and the moon will fall
All these little things so beautiful
Dreamer, lucid, all
These edges blurred I climb the ledge
Railings; precipitate
Palms are clam, there muscling
And hermit crab I’m changing state.
We all make mistakes
Child of the moon I’m home away
Don’t mind my eyes they’re swathed in silk
Bathed in golden lakes.
Caligraphy: ink drips it stains it black
I fold these pages intricacies
And pray ion cranes not building flats
These sacred wings been more than clipped
Our tapered futures claim it back
Confused with all of this
I find solace in scripts and painting tracks
I figured it’s time in the pipe-line like wriggling rats
Its brimming with flavours bangers and mash
smothered in gravy drizzling swag
Still raw like grazes
Know the time like Dali’s clock
Here another man call me Jackie
Have to pull up like pardon what?
You can call me Brucey
Jeet Kwan-Do yeah my style is not
My style is (free) my style is (bad)
My style don’t fit in your rahtid box.
(You must be like water)
With the tide feel the pull from the moon
(Splashing I ain’t ever gonna fit in your box)
Got me feeling like H gimme space gimme room
(Well You must be like water_)
True true true…
Yeah were under one heaven under one roof
Look in my eyes they don’t know about truth
All I knows about this tryna figure out roots
Got me feeling like… got me feeling like bruce.
Can’t you see were blessed
Black and white yin-yang mind like Eschers’
That’s metamorphosis
Under cloaks like Harry Houdini
When I die disappearing trick
Still here but the eyes won’t see me
I’m vanishing moving dimensions freely ayo
Oil slick superfluous
See the beauty in the mundane
Sometimes I see clear as crystals
Feel like Lou reed on a Sunday
Til its all falling
Like Hito Steryl
Horizon line I feel it all spinning
Its a matter of spirit tryna keep it all level
It’s not straight it’s beveled
Slipping and sliding towards it
Here on the Hispaniola
Guess I gotta ride this vortex
And Poseidon pissed off
Cyanide slides in saucers
With the blind man Pew
Tryna Long John Silver the fortunes
But this life is gorgeous
Though I been trialed and tested
Fed up external searching truth is hidden inside intestines
Labyrinths – Hansel Gretlin
Tryna figure where the threads been
Left trace Ariadne’s steps acceptance
fates written in my DNA … woven.
(You must be like water)
With the tide feel the pull from the moon
(Splashing I ain’t ever gonna fit in your box)
Got me feeling like H gimme space gimme room
(Well You must be like water_)
True true true…
Yeah were under one heaven under one roof
Look in my eyes they don’t know about truth
All I knows about this tryna figure out roots
Got me feeling like… got me feeling like bruce.
I pity your form, Metatron’s Cube im taking off
Ain’t confined to the layers of skin
I reside in planets and cosmic dust
I reside in rocks.
I feel this Brahman
Got my mumzies minerals deep
Stuck in my sternum locked.
Tryna open heart
Spread wings still guzzling fluoride
‘Cos they put it in the water tanks
Til your drizzling thoughts are washed
Your pineal dead your cerebral rot.
Like all this clot!
Lord bless us with the caustic soda
Tryna make all the stagnance stop.
Dealing with banks and bots
These crooks in suits
How they make a human so ugly
Don’t be fooled by the Grenson boots
See reality in Orwells’ fiction
Metaphors that’s the perfect truth
I make art so my Mumzy loves me
Putting in work when I'm inside the booth
Can’t you see that shining
That’s something I won’t claim on Ego
Je n’ai c’est quia: that’s Prana
See the energy we got it by the Kilo’s
Fate: it’s the way – Inshallah
Flow - where it goes, only he knows
I don’t know about gendered Gods
Just Kings and Queens we people.
(You must be like water)
With the tide feel the pull from the moon
(Splashing I ain’t ever gonna fit in your box)
Got me feeling like H gimme space gimme room
(Well You must be like water_)
True true true…
Yeah were under one heaven under one roof
Look in my eyes they don’t know about truth
All I knows about this tryna figure out roots
Got me feeling like… got me feeling like bruce.
(You must be like water)
With the tide feel the pull from the moon
(Splashing I ain’t ever gonna fit in your box)
Got me feeling like H gimme space gimme room
(Well You must be like water_)
True true true…
Yeah were under one heaven under one roof
Look in my eyes they don’t know about truth
All I knows about this tryna figure out roots
Got me feeling like… got me feeling like bruce.
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6. |
Chasing Smoke
03:57
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(Patience is the key)
Skipping in the pond see the ripples as they run
Yeah their searching for the difference in the 1
But know it's all...
Hollistic yeah this bit fits inside if it's twisted
Like the puzzle box the lid is lifted only once it's all...
Slide into appropriate places...
That's how we met through fate just
Like in the way your face slipped
Into my vision oooh tingles know i felt sensations
Drawn towards i ask you for your name
And now im asking for a flame like id even rolled or licked the rizzlas
And i don't even smoke it wouldn't have made the littlest difference
Had to utter anything just couldn't bare to risk this...
To see your pureness disappear into this blurring distance
Words, I've tripped. stumbled nah the plot is twisted
... Caught up in this half nelson,
Trying still I can't help the sitch'
Nah I've boned it - plucking petals from chrysanthemums I've picked I guess I'll just..
I guess I'll just wait another while
I guess I'll just wait another while
I guess I'll just wait another while
I guess I'll just wait another while
I guess I'll just wait another while
I guess I'll just wait another while
I guess I'll just wait another while
Cos good things come to those who wait!
Plenty fishes there lust'll treat you vicious yeah
Spend a little time on my own
Just let me sink ill be submerged in blue and purple here
With your turbulence still rocking on my boat
... Love is superflous
No attatchment trapped in anchors tryna float
Flailing for the surface air..
Love is light if you feel then you flown
So no need to search away your days...
No, no.
It'll find you when you stop, like
Cornelian in stop lights
Slowly incandescent glow.
Hope but no expectancy.
Roam around the seven seas,
And find it underneath your nose.
Draw the wax from the arms on candelabra
Snuffing out the wishes; see the smoke.
I guess I'll just wait it's like a fucking joke
It's like im honest still im stuck
Every girl I open to it swiftly close
And theres a couple that a wish I never dipped my toe
But I guess it's all just growth... you never know...
I guess I'll wait another while...
While your rocking on my boat...
I guess Ill just wait another while cos the good things happen never know...
You know it's true!
Know its true, know its true...
Guess ill just wait!
Waiting here for you...
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7. |
FEEL U
03:02
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Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
Its funny it’s sunny outside
But I just feel like sitting indoors
And I ain’t even been puffin on draws
Like nothing don’t matter no more
Like I know I need company
But get to close I just push them
Tryna cultivate my own garden first
Ain’t space enough for your flowers
The plant just died that you gave me
Became a brand new home for spiders
When they crawl they’re sitting in darkness
In a mood of meticulous silence
See it’s hot through through the window
Feel the sun through the glass
I feel like ants on the pave-stone
Or Woody when Sid done fried him
See round my heart it’s cortex
But it feels like it melts when I’m drinking
And I know we’re getting close but I’m drifting
Well I hope you can’t see what iIm thinking
See the night in your eyes
But I’m more drawn to the waist
In the morning, see
The dawns on your face
And I wake with the need to escape
And it all feels...
Awful. strange.
Can’t wait for the day that I fall in love
Can’t wait for the day... that I fall in.
There must be a lock on my heart
Just pains from missing my marge
Shimmering stars:
Her spirit, know I feel it when I dance.
Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to Feel U
Don’t want you on my mind
It’s a brand new day though
Sunshine with the reggae on the radio
Tryna make a little reddies from the stage show
Let’s go, let’s get it, get paid
And I tryna gwan like I’m bad though
Me I got a good heart and a mad flow
You won’t see me in the trap or the bando
me I do the two step or the tango
See my heads in the clouds
And I don’t need no vals or xans though
I’m old school like du-du! dun know
Still drawing these chicks on my trap phone
And the reason for that is I never been a geezer for gas
I don’t endorse all this digital madness bruv
Yo I’m tryna keep my head piece in tact
Glitching.
Cooking up food in the kitchen!
Literally.
Tryna get my greens in flipsing
Like spatula, shouts my brothers and sisters
Batchelors, my honeys and vixens
Actually it’s just love that Ii’m living
Actually it’s just love.
Actually it’s just love
Actually it’s just love
Actually it’s just love
Actually it’s just love
Actually it’s love
Fuck em if they’re hating they can do it if they like
they’re just wasting their own time
Fuck em if they’re hating they can do it if they like
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8. |
ventricles interlude
00:34
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9. |
Crossed Fingers
02:41
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Feeling like I lost it lately
Days on my own thing roaming
Jungle; but theres no Bagheera's
Living off my own impulses
But this worlds imploding
Aint no control z
Ain't no control full stop.
Fate'll bake us all brown bread one day
So, you decide.reaper sycthe, walk the line.
On a knifes edge, spice heads,
Rummaging scrap here – rat race running through time
In the guise of reason we skeam on
Crossed fingers...
The hunger for sun through winters
The hope mumbles keep on.
I just woke up out the dream to the sun
Yellow rays shimmer
Alittle flav in my lungs, tasting it.
Pray for the better days inshallah,
Turn autumnal and brisk
With the springtime lining in a silvery colour
While we're burning up the sage
Summon rays, cmon, ayyy cmon.
Storms at home and the suns outside
Stuck in the doorway, I was a child of the sun i'm a part of a tribe
Sand by the shore-ways touched by the tips of my toes and my eye-lids rise
Sink with the sunlight, I saw the blood in the gun fight
Head in the same waters that a mum cries
And I feel the same sore loads when I bun thai
Crazy how I had to fill my own..
Company it's all smoke and mirrors til you drown your phone
I'm at one in the daytime
Deep rooted in the faith
Guess I had to heal these bruises to free me from feeling the ache like...
I just woke up out the dream to the sun
Yellow rays shimmer
A little flav in my lungs, tasting it.
Pray for the better days inshallah,
Turn autumnal and brisk
With the springtime lining in a silvery colour
While we're burning up the sage
Summon rays, cmon, ayyy cmon.
Feeling like I lost my family.
But I was raised on the low like simba.
Except for when there no rafiki's
Living off your own inscentives
Feel it when the flow crescendos
Ain't a firework here
Bang stick and them buying work there
Anticipate final finalé
Cos I clocked now
It's the lyrics that allow me
Channel this sage in sound
Been up we been doubty too but...
Can't slip on this slope
It's self built sticky and false
Nah come we get rid of this
God played a trick and its a joke
Tryna feel the sun on my boat.
I just woke up out the dream to the sun
Yellow rays shimmer
A little flav in my lungs, tasting it.
Pray for the better days inshallah,
Turn autumnal and brisk
With the springtime lining in a silvery colour
While we're burning up the sage
Summon rays, cmon, ayyy cmon.
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10. |
4 Siblings
02:47
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To my 4 siblings that were never born
I miss them but I never
I never met them so I didn't know 'em
Plus I got some siblings now
New life, new life
Ooh yeah can we get along
New life, new life
'Finna get it on
New seeds for a new song
Got some nice vibes for a new jawn
Some red pills and some blue ones
Yeah we're tryna break these illusions
And no sobs gotta move on
Got me feeling like bruce
Me I move like Mu-Shu out of Mulan
Grooving out on life gotta grove on
Let it slide yeah slipping
Let it slide
Let it slide yeah slipping
Let it...
Slipping… slide...
Wriggling by...
Slide yeah. slip
Tell my mama don't worry 'bout,
Please don't worry 'bout me no...
I'm loved and I'm living and I'm free
Tiling on my roof don't leak, don't worry 'bout me
I'd be drinking rain drops if it was so don't please don't...
Tell my mama don't worry...
Don't worry ‘bout me yeah...
I'm loved and I’m living, I'm free
See the tiling on my roof don't leak, don't worry 'bout me
I'd be drinking rain drops if it was so don't, no, please don't worry
I’m bless, I’m blessed
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11. |
pianos out of tune
01:09
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