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Gradual
04:00
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Now I get why things were taught like that
Hiding truth, evading all non fiction and fact
So damn you all, who stay down in the abyss to crawl
Get a taste of what this life is like
By achieving what’s expected each night
But then you attempt to tell me that I got it all mixed up
By hating on my well respected morals and such,
So shut your mouth, you speak much nonsense, any chance you can
Hanging on the dark side, planting seeds with no function
Are you just playing man, pulling on my chain again
Fabricating stories which blows shit out of proportion
Cuz you’ve got logic, left-right, all directions in sight
Be polite, at least give a clue that, leads me to the real you and
"Suck me blue", "I got jew'd", "I was threw" (thrown)
Out of my castle, my dreams and my throne
That’s behind me, cuz I am the artist boiling now
Just trying to let fear, pain, and passion out
And I hope it bleeds through, every single message to you
Don’t let em be pending, or pretending
Take all that speak and start mending
It’s guaranteed, matter of fact it’s guaransheed to work
Is a testimony from a credible source all you need jerk
All’s broke with that Gradual approach.
So it appears to be that an approach with positivity
Is necessary in creating, a firm grip of understanding
But some don’t have the heart-the soul-or the feelings which
Render you capable of grasping further deeper concept
All you can take is what’s fed to you on normality’s plate
Not testing the boundaries or options, in route right to your fate
That would qualify as Gradual, nothing intellectual, to show
Just shit you own, material objects that go straight to the ego in your dome
Work on yourself before you come back at others at any chance
You spend so much time getting caught up, stuck in an anger trance
Easy with the stress, digress from all those conflicts
Looking like a mess, possessed with the mind of a convict
Can’t even imagine the thoughts that go on inside that head
But I sensed it, a pattern, something I picked up since I was a kid
Studied the furthest brink, and assessed which buttons to push
And I trusted my instincts, but you, you let yours flush
Scoured even the furthest brink, and assessed which buttons to push
I trusted my instincts, but you, you let yours flush
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2. |
Em Evig
01:10
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Give me that rhyme scheme, Give me that all pro dream
Give me, everything I need to exceed, while maintaining speed
Ok, I’ve made the common of mistakes, but I learn from that
Keeping mind on fact, step away from the gate or plate cuz I got that
Mental content, that blows most out the vent
Wish I could of had the current mind I have
To have been judgmental while making preteen contact
No, but instead I had to be dumbed down in the head
That’s why it was so easy to sleep when I hit the bed
And I woke up and got taught a bunch of innocence
They never seem to forget to spit their fair share of negligent
"Factual things", that were on this common track of teaching
Telling us we’re special, showing independence, so deceiving
You’re sorely mistaken, you have faken all the processes
And have done minimal things that have encouraged the progressing
Of the way we live, thanks MTV, creating D-Bag kids.
Here’s a moment of silence, in hopes that you don’t live
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3. |
Thanks Cecil
02:58
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See I just want to fly
Switch up the assumed position
Bring everything back to here, I forgot to mention
A big shift is coming, breaking chemistry up
Creating a massive, unstoppable L'implosion
City of Sound, touch the ground, cherish it
Soak it in, deep, deep in your skin
Now relax and do your thing it's time to shine hard
Keep throwing out all it takes
Never let no one make you stop
And even if they got some stature in their voice
Keep passion in everything you do your number one choice
Don't be caught up in a rush of some eventful bullshit
Take a couple puffs to the head and sit back in your chair kid
World doesn't revolve around you either, so I don't know
Have a heater, Take a breather
One tremendous game of follow the leader
If you really like to follow me, well then
I guess that's a great decision let's play till ten
But I recommend you do something good for yourself
Get off that typical shelf, go create your own self wealth
Keep throwing out all it takes
And never let no one make you stop
It's damn easy to give up on everything till you drop
Keep throwing out all it takes
And never let no one make you stop
And on the flip side, dedication and hope
Is what gets you to the top
Collapsing the thought jar till they escape from that nasty place
But they can be released with little pressure on the correct space
Little bit more be sore be a.....Won't finish, it remains unknown
I'm sure you can fill it in, by peeping context clues on tracks I've flown
It's easy man, and I don't even have a motive
Imagine what these words’ll convey
When I'm with someone who's smoking
Up the music world join along in the tornado swirl
Come along goes out to all who hear truth call
And let's get out in this world we live in and tell it to yall
We won't stall, we'll have a ball, and we will enthral
Todo Mis Hombres, Mis Chicas, y familia
Releja un poco y escucha a la música
Mi madre me decía cuando era un niño
"Está una persona quien es una luz en el mundo"
Gracias madre, pregunta alguien a traducirlo
Pero te amo
And you were responsible for much of my growth
Keep throwing out all it takes
Never let no one make you stop
It's damn easy to give up on everything till you drop
Keep throwing out all it takes
And never let no one make you stop
And on the flip side, dedication and hope
Get you to the...
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4. |
Some Battle
02:10
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Coughing and choking and bleeding,
Defenses gone away
Grabbed himself off the arrogant shelf
And took and drink
He’d always dreamed of building a sturdier foundation
Relying on stupidity to further his dynasty
Set the mind free, clean debris, let it breathe
Didn’t think large till the verb was be
Struggled with the concept, fumbled the mindset
Talking bout he, or him
You know him hurting inside where it’s hidden
Having difficulties with normalities
Of the world, where good succeed
Letting greed catch up with popularity
Among other variables like X, Y, and Z
It’s all he could do anymore
Didn’t even care to alter his rapport
Beat his emotions to the sore, pore core
Didn’t let em lighten till he his bottle’s floor
Finds his prescription in the drawer
Pop those till his alter ego soars
They wore, 24 hour store for more
Knocked him out cold, till he wakes up
Back to the sober hold
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5. |
labyrinth
04:26
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Putting pieces of the puzzle back together
Mapping out all acting, including the weather
And it’s strange, how each system works
With a cause and effect, perks and quirks
But ultimately setting itself free in it’s own mind
Doing what it loves to do, it’s purpose free of binds
That reminds it of the beautiful past
I’m talking years ago, when happiness was full mast
But then something crashed or something entered
Probably unlashed the ever flaring temper
Creating insecurity to the highest degree
And strategizing pleas on how to get free
And trying to be, the K-I-N-G of me
I disagree with the decree it was she and he
Now giving up was a terrible decision
It looks like you really clouded up your vision
And now, you got more negativity than ever
You cleverly changed the direction of your endeavor
Man, what were you thinking
Are you already gonna let your future start sinking
Look up to the light, and see the sun
Now reflect on how your day has begun
Fresh air through the nostrils, that’s Minnesota cold
Giving constant effort up here, now that’s bold
Bold enough to be what though, a human
Another corpse filled with opinions with no fluid
I didn’t know that they had a school that taught that
Or did that, gradually come from being an arrogant punk ass
Congrats, I guess, if that’s what you wanna hear
When does maturity and honesty get here
Sooner than later would be my recommendation
Good luck to me for seizing your insubordination
Could it be a form of retaliation
A lack of concentration mixed with frustration
You’re not bound to fit within regulation
You do fit all symptoms of trepidation
But now it’s clear to see that you’re lost
The cost for living smart began to exhaust
Now look up, it’s a little tougher to open
That’s a common side effect from intermittently hoping
You start backing up and thinking real hard
Confusing yourself way more than you should
Regretting past decisions played as cards
No one ever really though you would
How dare you, as you question your own motives
Wishing you had optimistic locomotives
But they’ve been stolen and crushed and beat to a pulp
No one heard the ghostly screams for help, but you
Stopped working, gave up and what not
Probably mixed in with some habits don’t get caught
Whatever I’m over still the labyrinth turns
And we, all fall in and hopefully learn
But it’s the recovery, the next opportunity that matters
Don’t fill your life with messes that cause mental scatters
Unless you wanna complete the equation for stress
Headaches and hate and consequences we like less
I’ve had enough of all that now, all the above
I just wanna play shows while showing love
Believe in myself, watch out for fate
And don’t take the bait while in a debate with the snake
I’m better than that I’ve shown it up to this point
How many more years until my big appoint
-ment in the mental cement of all you kids
Rapping it so fast with the tongue and mouth
I don’t even think I can stop it
So it keeps coming, it’s a spill in my head of
Crazy toxins that make my thoughts spread
Estoy escribiendo rapido, pencil to pad
Some writings have the diction of happy and some sad
I leave it up to my body when I scribble em
And God knows it’s not from the brain cuz it’s numb
And I’ll never loose control of this positive stronghold
Time to behold, the beauty unfold
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6. |
Sigma
03:30
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