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Long Time Coming
00:43
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No Vocals
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2. |
But It Finally Came
02:09
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Help me out i’ve fallen down,
an undergrad who’s underground
who’s undecided on just how
i plan to get around and round
and heavy lies the cape and cowl
that covers up my bloody scowl
punching above my weight to drown
out all the rage and hate and gouge
the eyes of satan’s playmates
who place temptations that we taste
And ask for favors of flavors
and savor the juice of all the fruits
Use them as tools for our improvement
And reap the knowledge we produce
As we convert and turn the womb
Generate plumage we assume will
Fossilize the progress I make to take what is fake and make or break it in
hostile territory.
impossible factoried stories tooth fairies
and easter bunnies feel normal and change forms
complete and submit
all the verses I spit and redetermine whats written
in the stone or in pen
pencil or ink or in print
digital or physical
manifestations of metaphysicists
visit me in my dreams and tell me of the hell that I am living in
the heaven I am living for
the sweat that I am dripping attempting to bring it down to earth
Will flood it for bout 40 so noah had better jordi la forge
his ark and board it before the storm is abhorrent
A torrent of natural forces
Mistaken for isolation
A punishment to come of our misguided idolations
My mind is racing, remaining
in first place, i’m the greatest
Until i realize that im just a kid on a plane
On a return flight leaving cambridge
Heading over to LA, flying to LA
Beat on repeat while I listen to what it says
It rewinds and i let it play
My night turns into day
i need to get to sleep and shut the lids on my eyes
but i’ve got a cup full of caffeine that insists otherwise
and my bags are full of life, or so i’ve surmised
haven’t quite figured out what makes me alive
but all i know is that this is the best damn cold brew i’ve ever consumed
and it’s giving me the strength to fight my way back to you
and when it kicks into my system and the plane touches the ground
it’s the most wonderful sound
it's been a long time coming but it finally came
salivating, spitting out the most acidic of rain
second guessing the philosophy that we contemplate
and just how it all applies to our limitless rage
its been a long time coming but it finally came
salivating, spitting out the most acidic of rain
second guessing the philosophy that we contemplate
And how i let it eat it most of my age
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3. |
2099 @JayIsALetter
00:52
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Jay Is A Letter.
Miguel O' Hara: Party like it's 2099
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hot, sweating more than average
i’m sick of sittin and listening to these braggers
these phony braggadocio rappers are just actors
reading off a script designed to deceive all the masses
but they’ve got it backwards
the props and backlots are not sufficient
or convincing me that all those candy sticks are cigarettes
puffin up their empty chests for facebook photosets
i am SO IMPRESSED, i’d much rather boba fett
and jet!
social media sabbatical
i’m battling the babble
and the incoherent rambles
from these spammy twitter handles
mastered the razzle dazzle
power man breaking shackles
sweet christmas
like santa granting wishes
more efficiently for rich kids
steven grant be grabbin riches
and like a wrist with a fitbit
You're just shaking up the system
And making up analytics
To convince em you're beneficial
but i’m here to convince em different
with my
::Raw. Sound.
I’m about to lock it down.
So cmon tell me now, can I rock the crowd
Day. Night.
I will never retire
So Call me up anytime, and I’ll be your hero for hire::
marc spector steppin through to spectate the spectacle
wrecked and separated all the obstacles that message you
can’t control the khonshu
It got you
kicking down doors to brawl through
in costume
these phantoms follow, haunt you
they taunt you
consequences caress your unconscious computes
lawsuits
develop due to unforeseen complications
on the way to destinations, like jake lockley operating
high occupancy vehicle,
flying down the diamond lane
anti-lock brakes making sure that i don’t hydroplane
sirens driving me insane
tired and combating pain
just trying to survive the rain
trying to produce better aim
for my batarang, for the battering
of a badder being
in the rogue gallery
I'm a guardian of the galaxy
an avenger, a defender
the newest member of the justice league
bustin up the brotherhoods of evilness and villainy
with my
::Raw. Sound.
I’m about to lock it down.
So cmon tell me now, can I rock the crowd
Day. Night.
I will never retire
So Call me up anytime, and I’ll be your hero for hire::
they want the power of the hero
with the charisma of the villain
and that’s the origin story
of every greedy politician
who will shout from any pedestal
as long as there’s someone listenin
and tear apart any set of groups
claiming that they threatened freedom
The mirror tells em they’re all heroes
we’re here to tell you you’re a villain.
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Like a child who can’t pick off the toppings of his pizza
I’M HANGRY, busting through the ether
devouring all the power and feeding off lesser evils
these people try to deceive you, they’re see-through
I’m pleading people
catch the metamorphosis from the terrigen mist
embiggen! marvelous! let me show you what a marvel is
isotope decay, spikes that glow and radiate
fight your force awake, kylo ren and rey
a pair of fists convince the rest that we can smash away the debt
appearances surely suggest, that golden statues circumvent our all-but-guaranteed deaths
and I Just wanna be immortal
I want to move through time-portals and make my name a royal
but instead i’ll have a seat and simply witness my destruction
learn the science behind combustion
and the love behind seduction
volcanic vocals erupt
at the thought of all of this corruption
sanction another function
from the sanctum sanctorum
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and get em UP x2
drop it down x2
The hype is too real
the hype is too loud
Mushrooms of dust
vapor and cloud
Tried to calm it down
but the earth shattered
with the sound
as we
ACTIVATE THE RADIO
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radioactive like i’m skreeonk
speak on, what is he on
plasma breath neon
screaming for you to be gone
don’t tell me that I Be wrong
i see all is new and clear
I see all that is nuclear
and what should and shouldn’t be here
and i crush em all to infinite
comfortable’s not how i’m living
i’m livid cuz we’re all villains
passing it onto our children
just waiting for the one bad day to blame for our plight
just waiting for one mad face to aim in our sights
we stay online to stay alive
hoping that our minds
will upload and survive
a legacy that we strive
to uphold when our bodies die
in hopes that we can be revived
like zombies and vampires without the skin issues and bites
got adrenaline in my mind to delay the rigamortis
i’m taking over the airwaves and relaying some rick and morty
sharing some of my scenery
and showing yall what they mean to me
erasing what idols seem to be
disabling the frequency
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get em UP x2
drop it down x2
The hype is too real
the hype is too loud
Mushrooms of dust
vapor and cloud
Tried to calm it down
but the earth shattered
with the sound
as we
ACTIVATE THE RADIO
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Coughing my lungs out
Ain't no marijuana smoke
I just got a mad fever coupled with strep throat
I'm sick
But don't encroach me because I am not contagious
Oh, you think?
That if you touch me you'll get some of my greatness?
You slick
But not slick enough to contain this
Comprende compadre?
Comprehend all the statements?
and lately, it seems we’ve redefined the golden rule
to treat everybody the way that you’re afraid they’ll treat you
instigating and claiming truth to convince the fickle youth
to attack and antagonize without logical thought or proof
Zero-proof like every beverage that i have ever consumed
Because you wouldn’t like it when the other guy is let loose
trapped inside a spider-web, converted it to a cocoon
learned and grew from my mistakes and now i’m set to burst through
skeleton crew working another graveyard shift
attempting to combat the massive atom splits
catch the metamorphosis from the terrigen mist
embiggen! Marvelous! Let me show you what a marvel is
start with this: tell me every target to hit
and let me show you how human this inhuman actually is
Claimed my spit was venomous
showed me what a weapon is
Brute force bullied all my sentiments
to acquiescent tenements
They tore em UP x2
dropped it down x2
The blast was too real
the blast was too loud
Mushrooms of dust
vapor and cloud
Tried to calm it down
but the earth shattered
with the sound
as we
activate the radio.
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6. |
Carlos Danger
03:38
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a melting pot brewing up inside of me
welcome to my private diary
a sorry sight to see reminding me of all the pleas
and wants and dreams
that i've lost and that continue to reside in me
defying peace, defining me,
confide a piece of irony
like pirates ride the seven seas
like high tides wreck the castled beach
suicide attempts to mend the wounds that sutures cannot reach
and there is no acknowledgment
for the lack of knowledge meant
to encapsulate and complement
the youth whose futures’ soon descend
demented and twisted
a set of pessimists hidden
behind opportunities failed and optimistic ambitions
they listen for vision while they look around for a sound
and no comfort is found before the light in their life is snuffed out
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Will someone pull the needle off this broken record?
I’m sick of hearing this same old song.
I’m sick of hearing these deadly lyrics.
I’m sick of everybody singing along.
we must speak to the beasts who beat and believe
these tragedies are just symptoms of a phase of a scene
We’ll pull the needle off this broken record
it’s time we played them a brand new song.
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plots against the sovereigns
concocted by the modest,
the ethical, and the honest
in attempts to solve all their problems
the problem is they don’t listen
they’re dodgy and play the victim
Verbally constructing visions
of vicious cynical systems. living in a
post apocalyptic post mortem depression
electing the future villain of dystopian science fiction
convinced that we’re in a prison
we’re told to just get used to it
fighting for the promise of freedom that’s in our theme music
a mantra that we’ve inherited
a slogan that we’ve repeated
a declaration of decadence circumventing defeat and
depletion of our resources is more than we can believe
when torrents of hoarded elites are so visible from our seats
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Will someone pull the needle off this broken record?
I’m sick of hearing this same old song.
I’m sick of hearing these deadly lyrics.
I’m sick of everybody singing along.
we must speak to the beasts who beat and believe
these tragedies are just symptoms of a phase of a scene
We’ll pull the needle off this broken record
it’s time we played them a brand new song.
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if the foundation of beliefs on which you stand is truly blessed and righteous
then touch the ground with your two hands and you’ll find stones are all that’s necessary to defeat goliath
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What’s worse than killing people simply because they are different?
Killing those who are the same because your friends made you afraid.
because your family made you ashamed.
because the world made you.
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AVERT YOUR EYES
THERE IS NO GOOD TO BE FOUND HERE
separate
the fervent hate
from the state
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crucified, double-crossed, scrape remains from the pavement
hatred infected the mad and sick
providing aim for the aimless
mortified at senseless lost, carve their names in the pavement
just because it happened quick
doesn’t mean it was painless.
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Jay Is A Letter
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8. |
Dare Da Devil
05:15
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somebody beat me to the punch
and proceeded to beat me into a pulp
and all of these oblivious fictional skulls
partition the visuals inside of my home
the vicious and visceral twitch of my bones
could never compete with or counter the blows
right under my nose
and into my eyes
and out of the ground
and into the sky
leaving me broken
leaving me blind
and leaving me breathless, amending my mind
a sign of the times as normal men's
forms ascend, born again
watch where you step
when you elect
to walk with the devils that live in the dark
where bruised and bloody fingertips
stay picking up all of the broken shards
balancing up high on a tightrope
can't see where it began, can't see where it goes
can't see whatever it is that lay below
relying on my instinct to carry me home
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and you can take that to the grave
where we
can dance our pretty hearts out
and dare the devil to behave
and take
a chance to press him into the ground
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somebody beat me to the punch
and proceeded to drink all of it at once
And the secret ingredient could not be thrown up
and things began bleeding that really should not
or so we thought, or so we think
its what we're taught, what we believe
thou shall not blink
thou shall not grieve
thou shall endow me with all of your things
but presents denied, my presence aligns
with what is required of being alive
the devils tempting my temper
but never shall i surrender
i might be playing the hero, but i'm just a makeshift mascot
maintaining this shape, i'll never take this mask off
facing fears and foes with a false face
i only remain faceless to feel safe,
a selfish failsafe for fighting fate
because fate won't fight fair when it feels you're fake
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and you can take that to the grave
where we
can dance our pretty hearts out
and dare the devil to behave
and take
a chance to press him into the ground
There's not a single soul behind me
this I know so please don't show or attempt to remind me
I'm trying to cleanse the soul inside me
but the debt is blinding
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Somebody beat me to the punch
And now I'm afraid that I'll never catch up
All out of luck and all out of time
Wish I could transfer their sight into mine
Pull the hand back reverse and rewind
Repair the retina so I redefine
The center of sins can be rectified
And I am alive, I have not died
And I know
This path might not be perfect
but i'm willing to bet it's worth it
reaching beneath the surface
to purge uncertainty's nerve-binge
I'm sick of waiting for information that i'd hate to know.
This path might not be perfect
but i'm willing to bet it's worth it
reaching beneath the surface
to purge uncertainty's nerve-binge
I'm sick of getting hurt when
I attach too quick; separate too slow
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a boy. a teen. a kid with big dreams.
coy. alone. separated from the scene.
shot down, picked on, picked last for the team
in the past it would seem so drastic and mean
a nerd. a geek. socially unacceptable.
no self-esteem. he’s so easily susceptible
outcast. a freak. misunderstood and not perceptible
he steppin up and steppin through, preppin to step and wreck on fools
with nothing left to lose but an entire life to gain
constantly bend the rules assuming that his life’s a game
like press R2 to make sure crime will pay
for all the times he stood aside and pushed his pride away
Innocents? yeah he’s got the power to save them
Miscreants? yeah he’s got the courage to face them
Responsibility is the ultimate motivation
it’s crazy it's made him famous, they praise him and they’re all claiming
He’s so amazing
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So amazing
I caress celestial eyelids, my footprints can been found at every scene of excitement
So amazing
I’m the best at what I do
I don’t have to prove what is clearly right in front of you
So amazing
and as my fingers pull these wires
and my body’s flying higher
all the people stay inspired
they say he's
so amazing
so amazing
so amazing
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i mangle these words when i speak
i tangle these webs when i weave
i’ll swing past and take hold
of your hand and hang on
and spin silk all over these streets
this is my city
and yall are getting shifty, traditions are looking messy
and i’m skeptical of critics who criticize the progression
unable to navigate the labyrinth of shadows placed
on all manners of your escape, all the habits that you embrace
and let’s face it; these bruises
the red and blue abuses
that fade into the fuschia are feeling futile and fruitless
but i get right back at it; matter of fact i’m an addict
i’m smashing with all the gamma and radioactive arachnids
i’m gobbling up all the goblins and battling all the bad men
i’m clobbering all the cowls of cowards and cackling madmen
catchin em red-handed, enacting their operations
no longer complacent after their faced with my altercation
i’m so amazing
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So amazing
I caress celestial eyelids, my footprints can been found at every scene of excitement
So amazing
I’m the best at what I do
I don’t have to prove what is clearly right in front of you
So amazing
and as my fingers pull these wires
and my body’s flying higher
all the people stay inspired
they say he's
so amazing
so amazing
so amazing
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bug bites devour the flesh but I will overcome
sunlight rejuvenates breath but night is so much fun
tongue-tied, confused and speechless ‘bout why I chose to run
lost sight to my hubris and now I owe-him-one
I've dwelled underground and soared above skyscrapers
I've sailed across the skies, been on the cover of newspapers
I've intervened in situations in support of strangers
I've attempted to demolish all injustice for my neighbors
I've role-played the savior
long enough to promise you that I am forever willing to save ya
I've lost far too much, I've sacrificed it all
To not reach out and catch you as I watch you fall
I'm suffocating
the air up here is just so thin
anxieties boil within
is this the end? This might be the end
I don’t know if I can ever put the symbol on again
I’m suffocating
These rooftops gave me a new perspective from which I can see
All the grime and all of the beauty
Its getting so hard to breathe, i finally see
When you’re this high you've got to be so amazing
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So amazing
I caress celestial eyelids, my footprints can been found at every scene of excitement
So amazing
I’m the best at what I do
I don’t have to prove what is clearly right in front of you
So amazing
and as my fingers pull these wires
and my body’s flying higher
all the people stay inspired
they say he's
so amazing
so amazing
so amazing
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Jay Is A Letter.
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11. |
Marathon
04:02
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LA Traffic got me feeling like
the first night you let me go
nowhere left to go
but I keep moving forward, toward only heaven knows
but little did we know our instincts took control
what we thought was gold was ready to explode
primed and set to blow, cynicism overload
sitting in a pretty city with little left to gloat
an extra sensory perception or so I’m told
adds little comfort to my soul.
This boston cold
got me feeling like the night you chose to leave
chasing the sun, numb, chattering teeth
now I wonder where every road will lead
as I roam these streets, the signs posted read
that the golden dream is postponed for me
so I’ll go and eat at the local feed
Staying open late for me
And all the other folks who breath
the brisk snow inhaled into their lungs
freezing every note of every potential song
untold tales, cuz tolled bells cannot be unrung
and with a BANG they’re all triggered into motion
I was frozen in the moment but I don’t think anyone noticed
and with a BANG they all wish they saw it coming
we’re all running from something, now they’re confronting their judgement
the sun is beating down
there’s perspiration on our skin
a million feet that stomp the ground
determination in the wind
there’s nowhere left to run but forward
but what are we running toward
the sunset got me thinking of a few things
that ran away off into the western seabreeze
and these pleas didn’t really do a damn thing
to maintain the hands I cling
and its so beautiful to see such a scene
a creature being set free
a sun lying behind the hills to catch a few hours of sleep
and as it ran away and my cheeks covered in tears
a moon came to me and alleviated my fears
she wasn’t as bright, but she definitely shined
contrasted amongst the dark blanket of the night
the stars barely compete in surrounding her in the sky
and it was around the time i came about and realized
that she was fun, and i loved it, but it just wasn't the sun
and I found myself longing for the daytime on my tongue
but the sunrise got me wondering if I even want another day
another attempt at the same mess that already chose to walk away
so what do you do when the things that make you happy
just don’t cut it
how do you let go of what you outgrow when nothing else can spark the summit
no more sense of east and west,
stressed, unease unrest
conceive a blessed piece of nest
beyond my reach in neverland
i never flew i’ll never fly
these stellar beings were just too much
i never should have taken a chance to touch em
because the rush
got me feeling like the rest of my life is decaf
saw death in the front, saw my life when i reached back
and when i tried to turn around was unable to re-act
I ran reverse and mirrored the tar and concrete track
pitch black. fire red.
several injured.
several dead.
which am I.
wheres my head.
i’m losing breath and mind and rest.
and with a BANG I am triggered into motion
I was frozen in the moment rekindled with the explosion
and with a BANG I really wish I saw it coming
I was looking for something, now I’m confronting my judgement
the sun is beating down
there’s perspiration on our skin
a million feet that stomp the ground
determination in the wind
there’s nowhere left to run but forward
but what are we running toward
the sign says “finish line”
but is that really the goal?
Encourage cardio to fire up your mortal soul
they Blew it apart, now we’ve got to rebuild Rome
and I just hope the bridges I burned
will light my way home
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12. |
Poisonous
04:37
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There goes the neighborhood
but not in the way you’d say it would
expectations circumvented and mended the world into a different mold
it’s so brave and it’s so new but now it’s gone, what could we do
can’t even enjoy the cold brew without being reminded of you
20. DAMN. YEARS.
I see them moving mountains but tell who they’re moving them for?
I see them moving mountains but who are they moving them for?
Because they told me it’s too tough to keep the lights on in this store
Pointing fingers like arrows, Oliver Queen tell em quickly
empty out the quiver like YOU HAVE FAILED THIS CITY
.but this isn’t a comic book, they hold no empathy or pity
They ignite the world and burn and smoak like fel-i-city, sell this city
sell me real estate in a town that’s awesome
put a blind eye to every single other problem
what’s the problem?
I see them moving mountains, but why?
walking upon that earth was the closest we could get to the sky
but they don’t want us here, and certainly not with our senses high
they want us a little to the right, cue the movement to gentrify
I see them moving mountains, can someone tell me how? Tell me now!
because they claim they don’t have the strength to fight the evil killing this town.
foggy like nelson, enveloped in a mist in which we drown
Upper class settlers tell the rest of us to settle down
and citizens attest to the issues that need some attention
but unfortunately we’ve learned that they don’t heed our suggestions
and why’d you have to bring your projects here
it’s so poisonous
and why do you never heed our fears
about the poison
and why’d you have to plant your promise here
it’s so poisonous
and why can you not see you have poisoned us?
replaced one vice with another, vaporizers undercover
claiming to be the pinnacle of health and subtle comfort
marketing to kids just like tobacco did with cigs
vape and smoke and drink but you still can’t handle cannabis
and call me old fashioned, but i’ve grown sick of hashtags
and kids who think glasses represent nerds and passion
and the pedantic scholar's medium's
google and wikipedia
creativity left the media
replaced what they are feeding us
with simple tiny pills so you don't choke up when you swallow
but they're sugar filled placebos, a fancy package that is hollow
you can down entire bottle but I promise it's all borrowed
I think it's time we put your mind into making a better tomorrow
because these icons are riding on the coattails of greatness past
but the clock tick tocks to countdown just how long the fakeness lasts
they pick and choose the image used
to boost their movement, make improvements
dress you up and dress you down
suppress your gut and send you out
and the passion for fashion needs a significant alteration
irrational stature corrupts the current situation.
See, clothes will make you a thug
when it's matters of race
all you've achieved is erased, while stereotypes replace
and clothes will make you a slut
when it's matters of rape,
make the rapist a plaintiff after the real victim's blamed
the world will give you a hug when it flatters their face
then pull the plug with no shame once you negate their taste
Harvey Dent hardly spent a single cent to make it change
So it’s really up to you to take their two-faces and rearrange
their perspective on the message that they’re sending to all the kids
convincing ‘em that how it should be is the way it already is
poisoning the well
there’s poison in the well
oh well, whose fault is it, i guess they’ll never tell
no accountability for the detrimental health
penalizing the citizens who refuse to buy what they sell
come one, come all, come well, welcome to hell
where we are far more concerned that you’re willing to kiss and tell
and who you kiss brings more concern than the secrets that you won’t tell
Where they can poison your community, but you can’t care for yourself.
and why’d you have to bring your projects here
it’s so poisonous
and why do you never heed our fears
about the poison
and why’d you have to plant your promise here
it’s so poisonous
and why can you not see you have poisoned us?
and why can you not see we don’t want you here
and why can you not see we don’t want you here
and why can you not say what we want to hear
and why can you not see we don’t want you here
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the flammable poison corrupts your heart
illuminates the dark under the guise of warmth
I idolized the spark that gave me light
I despised the bark that precedes your bite
but when your eyes were on me
Whenever our eyes meet
the horizons sink into the desolate sea
would it better for me to mourn rather than seek
revenger? and seek the end? does he pretend
we didn't happen? were we just friends with no pretense?
i breathed you in and siezed the end
and it's disappointing to finally see you win
but it's settling in as i begin to understand
why the kryptonite feels comfortable in my hands
because i am not superman, more like super manic
in a frenzy and a panic at the thought of being romantic
i thought i escaped it at the airport
but you snuck onto my flight
Cuz even though you said goodbye
you're still riding first class on my mind
tried to evict you from your seat and move you towards the exit signs
i gave you all the neat ideas... but he gave you all of his time
but now i'm on a second flight
just trying to return to home
accelerating levitation, staring at a useless phone
rethinking my situation, mobile and alone
seems no matter where I roam, these sticks and stones
may break my bones
but your words penetrate my skin
inject into my veins
suppress the inhibitions that keep me awake and sane
my breathing's changed. i inhale
another hallucination that is too strange to tell
Fact and fiction blend, so how do i pretend
these masochistic means will justify the end
Well, don't you worry now. Message received.
I was a prison to you and now you've been set free
don't mistake my current silence for a bad batch of apathy
because my past acts attached flashbacks of sad facts that are too fast to see
add a pinch of insanity just to ensure that i cannot sleep
and i'll devote every minute of my insomniac addiction
to silently wishing for a chance to see
if things were rearranged into the right place
would a single thing change or was this all just a waste
should i just save face and give up this race
and accept that I was never gonna win anyways
i been dismally dazed trying to fake perfect
on a melancholy mission meant to make purpose
and i hate this haze, holding me upon the surface
feeling worthless, second guessing if it's worth it when
this is just a note stuffed into my desk
just another envelope shoved under my bed
another written rant that will never be read
and list of words that will never be said
a set of verses upset with curses kept from you, my dear
a censored melody that you will never get to hear
so I compound these fears after all of these years
and released them up into the atmosphere
destination unknown, can't control a cyclone
this soul is on its way home, a crown craving to be on it's throne
avoid the bricks
and sticks and stones, cuz they'll all break my bones
but your words penetrate my skin
inject into my veins
suppress the inhibitions that keep me awake and sane
my breathing's changed. i inhale
another hallucination that is too strange to tell
Fact and fiction blend, so how do i pretend
these masochistic means will justify the end
Well, don't you worry now. Message received.
I was a prison to you and now you've been set free
i guess i'm not as clever as i thought i was
i can hear electricity running through the walls
and i promised myself this would be the last time
i let you infect my mind
and you would think by now i could cope with loss
with the truth being revealed as false
but you'd be wrong
and i'd have never assumed
not in a million years
that it would be like this and i would be stuck here
upending my ego as i swallow my pride
demolish all my insides
and take me home because i know these sticks and stones
will break my bones
but your words electrify my limbs
open my wounds again
as i revisit all the angst, betrayal, and pain
i swear nothing's changed, but time will tell
if all these hallucinations will benefit my health
Fact and fiction blend, so how do i pretend
these masochistic means will justify the end
and so i'm worried now, history repeats
i thought the problem was you, but now I see it was me
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Jay Is A Letter.
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15. |
Project Mayhem
04:01
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welcome to project mayhem with ed and brad
we are on a mission to take all that you have
and make you understand // what are our demands
facetious, believe us, yes we are not a brand
no we do not count as your material possessions
get an earful and a tearful as we tearin up your section
you got questions but lets be honest you’re not looking for answers
you’re lookin for trumped up data to support what you are after and
morals torn up and tattered, all the ceilings collapsed
valuables losing their value as we cleanse all that we pass
peaceful got us nowhere, protests didn’t make the news
its not until we riot that you pay attention to what we do
but now its time you pay dues
your idols are covered in cobwebs it's time to shake em loose
Pseudo-villains filling up about million pairs of shoes
rolling up into DC cause we got something to prove
hey mr president
I appreciate the sentiments
But I relieve of your duties, obligations and your residence
composing pretty sentences, presenting what you think we wanna see
but truthfully behind the scenes, it's all bunraku puppetry
who's got you plugging peace?
too little too late
we’ve reduced it all to ashes
building from a blank slate
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the times they’ve not been kind to some of these other fellows
with no apple and no google and no wi-fi and no cell phones
as the tech that we relied on slowly crumbled without support
from the billion dollar corporations we so hastily destroyed
but we’re coping without our vices, living without devices
committing our lives to fight this reinvigorated the lifeless
but not all have been so mighty, and they have been paying the prices
they took it all for granted, the modern life was all priceless
and they never replaced it, they tried to revived it
tried to reinstate it, they tried to redefine it
and mind you they didn’t mind it at first but now they struggle
barely surviving amongst the rubble of society as it crumbled
they’re trying to stay out of trouble as they wander across the desert land
knocking on every door, pleading for someone’s helping hand:
Hey, in the settlement
We’ve got venison and medicine
and many men with helping hands
we’re beggin friends please let us in!
constitution lost but still bearing 2 amendments
letting the best of optimism win after second guessing defenses
because humanity is relentless, regardless of how we survive
the beauty in our hearts remind us why we want to be alive
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i can’t argue with the vibe
of the early sunrise
shining so bright in the morning
forcing open my eyes
looking at where we are, how far we’ve come
what we’ve lost and
barely regretting the cost when we look at all we accomplished
but now mysterious illusions
got me sitting here confused
and i’m just trying to conclude
if my hypothesis is prudent
seems the bad guys weren’t villains
the good guys weren’t heroes
the tragedies weren’t visions
but nobody countered these blows
i tried to call it as i saw it
thought i saw it crystal clear
but the dew had crystallized and obstructed the veneer
the final frontier, a chessboard waiting to be played
painstakingly pondered every move to make
with a fistful of fortunes illiterate possessions
skipping stones across the waves of an ocean of suggestions
painstakingly pondering heaven
suppose opposing forces worked together in invention
paralyzed in my sleep as i try to confront my demons
my dreams came true, forgot the fine print it seems
because the nightmares were included in the package of wish fulfillment
and now i’m haunted by every broken bone and drop of blood spilling
but nevertheless the legend says they’ll come knocking on my door
and I will answer in hopes I can be of service once more
hey mr de hoyos
we’ve conferred with all our sources
and they all seem to agree that you’ve got something good for us
it’s been a long time coming, but it’s finally here
self-titled. my title. my time. my year.
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16. |
Foot Dive
04:49
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Flawless victory,
discarding all the scars and all the flaws like Victor D
Abolishing my enemies
these palm trees overhead of me
tether my neck to the heavenlies
pushing pressing and testing me
collecting kinetic energy
i've triumphed sorcerer supremes, masters of their craft
and survived all of the torment of my broken shattered past
i've passed every test of strength, each herculean task
and relentlessly endured the agony of my metal mask
meddling menaces madden me, attempt to measure my majesty
trickling over the tragedies, trapped in my tricks and dazzling feats
sobriety of the highest seed connects the body and soul
place your bets that by this time tomorrow i will be in control
emerald cloak, polished chrome, golden throne, hooded dome
flags are raised to designate a separated nation thriving on its own
Appreciate and understand that you are now under my command
power resides inside my hand
Ready to rule this land with a Danny Rand
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no compromise, so charge your mobile device
the revolution will be streamed, downloaded, and televised
j. is here to take care of ya
latveria in the area
Proceeding with this meeting
Because nobody is hearing ya
When I tear it up
I can see that I am scaring ya
But I promise that this power will be used for good
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molten metal burns the flesh beneath these iron plates
Concealing my imperfections from a world spewing with hate
allow me to demonstrate: when i forged this facelift I forged greatness,
motivated to show these haters that i was born to make it
Meanwhile all they forge are forgeries, they're forced to fake it
Inspired by the fires of a forgotten, ancient nation
I'm prepared to take over this decrepit, decaying station
product placement couldn't shake the foundations of what i'm saying
what does the fox say? this family of 4's less than fantastic
taking another crack at it, it’s not pragmatic, just bad habits
sick of staying static, my stagnance was automatic,
erroneous and erratic, it’s tragic, i'll never have it
the stacks and packets of magic
the madness to manage reactions
the glass that shatters and crashes
the mass that matters and passes
the press that pressures and praises
investing in vestal appraisals
a herald of lesser fables, don't test me if I am able
to let those bygones be bygones
attempting to impress the apprentices of your icons
they'll be long gone when I come on
I'm the kingpin, you're the king's pawns
i might be wrong but you don't belong
when i sing songs, you sing along
so sit down this won't be long
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no compromise, so charge your mobile device
the revolution will be streamed, downloaded, and televised
j. is here to take care of ya
latveria in the area
Proceeding with this meeting
Because nobody is hearing ya
When I tear it up
I can see that I am scaring ya
But I promise that this power will be used for good
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Saving the citizens in my city with ease
Reducing poverty and educating the streets
developing the young minds to take over when I leave
researching to cure disease like i'm victor fries
Now do you really think you're qualified
to step inside and roll your eyes
no, you're better off pretending your comprehension leaves something to be desired
so step aside, and take notice
i know this seems its unfocused
don't call it fiction when truth is spoken
don't call me villain with these heroics
but there's no tricks and no illusions
delusions maybe, but truth is
there isn't much you can do to escape from my influence
its impossible to swim when the water is frozen solid
and i'm the only one skating across on the crystal toppings
and now... yall can watch me chop it, yall can call me teppanyaki
Call me Bane, i'm a big guy back breaking brittle Bat-bodies
you can't stop me, you can't top me, you can't topple my regime
you can't call and flee, but you can call me king
so you had better recognize
when you stare into these eyes
you're staring at your demise
you'd best prepare to pay the price
opponents better take my advice
save as draft and think twice
PUNKS JUMP UP TO GET FOOT DIVE
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j. De Hoyos Santa Clarita, California
So do the proud men die: crucified, not on a cross of gold, but on a stake of humble tin.
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