A song I wrote about climate change. Hope you enjoy it. Please find the lyrics and other information below.

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Lyrics, vocals, mixing and mastering by myself (3lysian - aka Aiden Walker). These are my intellectual property and may not be copied or stolen for profit. However, please feel free to download and share the music for free or use it in any way that constitutes fair use.
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Lyrics:

So get scared when I be up in the mix g
Beats get bombed like Korea in the 50s
Take off the mask like Sia in a striptease 
Risky
Believe it like Ripley’s...
Mischievous kid be in the house 
With shit to think about 
And say too… when I can pull my finger out 
Show people what they looking for
Demonstrate how to be simultaneously both cooked and raw 
Primal rage
Breaking through the iron cage 
I’m awake
I think might of hibernated too long 
Let’s move on to brighter days
Dying apes press f for climate change 
People say I’m bout to die today tho
I’m flying straight through the tidal wave on the horizon mate like...
Let’s get this over with of sick of sitting restless 
Dark future in the present’s prison this is hectic

I refuse to let the cynicism best us
Feeling powerless towards the systems that oppress us 
Its direction so obvious
But dun amount to shit 
Blind to the plain fact we’re running out of shit 
Run around flexin like we fuckin proud of it
All I see is fucking cowardice
Utter sourness surrounding us 
Seems that the future's flowerless
Foul fruitless and suit for cowering

Our future is useless floundering 
Sound stupid but humans bound to quit
When our commitments amount to shit 
We doubt the system and doubt the kings 
And no counselling could count for shit
Watching the rich turn earth to a powder keg
Sounds legit 
It’s sad but it damn legit 
Worse still when you look at the manuscript 

You should read if you think you can handle it 
But we’re all too time fucked as it is
Sandwiched in a random niche and that’s it
Cant leave cuz you wanna see ya family live 
It’s hardly what you wanted and it’s sadly sick
Because your grandkids done if hand em this
Dammit this is maddening 
it’s our world that we’re motherfuckin damaging

We have to quit
Pronto the match is lit
Before our whole world is nothing but a plastic tip
Full of candy sticks
Ripped wrappers/rappers and gasping fish
Radiation rashes with gold in the cabinet 
Grow hands that can smash the shit and
In a moment go back to blastocysts 
The cancers in metastasis
It ain’t dead yet no man it’s back and big 
So tho action has its risk
No action is just disastrous 
We’re plastered with this bullshit 
That we have to sit wait for some rich fuckhead philanthropist 
Fuck that it’s adapt or slip
We need grassroots groups right now to protest the establishments
We gotta fight like the panthers did 
Stand up and demand the shit say we ain’t having it like
Nah bro it ain’t happening yet
There's shit left to do more flags in this quest
We can’t stand to misstep now
Yo we gotta try to handle this 
There’s no means to abandon ship yet
Even if there was I’d be damn if rich get 
The first ships off but the fact just is that
I don’t wanna leave this planet shipwrecked

Yo I’m only scary cuz I'm making you think
You know what I’m saying already but need to make it succinct 
We’re placed on the brink no-one knows what the fuck to do
And it don’t feel up to you

Planet Shipwrecked - 3lysian x LethalNeedle (prod.)

It's finally here!

My second mixtape, Wasteland, is the aggregate of my feelings over the past year and a half, since leaving school and coming out into a world where hope for the future seems scarce, and chances few and far between, with the additional freedom to waste a bunch of time with the homies getting lit. 

Wasteland

A Teaser for some things to come Featuring https://soundcloud.com/nars-walker

Thanks to Ryan Tuke for the Artwork. Go check his stuff at https://www.instagram.com/ryantuke/

Creative Property of:
Aiden Walker: Vocals/Lyrics
Nars Walker: Vocals/Instrumental

Keep your eyes peeled for some more juicy shit coming your way soon!

Happy And Free?

Lryics:

I don't even think cohesively
So how the fuck is my music supposed to be?

Just bear with me...
I can't stop right now I'll be there with you in a minute
I'm scared shit's gonna diminish 
I'm preoccupied and I care but I'm just wearing thin I'm not finished
I swear this is the beginning 
Watch them hairs lift when I be spitting 
Yo, never be quitting
Yeh, I got passion and love
With sight that was set to stars
I try to press my art but its getting 
And my resivior
Is running dry, not hectic bars
To set the mark
My mind is blank and it's getting dark
I can't get the spark to ever start
The fires that I claim to be setting off
Forget the task at hand this pencil shaft I'm gonna
Stab through my melting heart
And bleed out on the page till it's empty
Harping on about how "Imma be the best to last the weather"
But I just wanna chill with my better half
For better or worse, I never asked
To have to deal with this everlasting
Dead demanding 
Mother fucking question mark 
Yo that hovers over my head
And its gonna follow me till I'm dead
And I don't know why man but I'm tired as fuck
I tried my luck
I don't wanna get out of my bed
And I'm sorry ghee but I said
The same song over and over again bro
And I don't know when I'm stopping 
Got no better options
But nobody cares in the end...

...Nobody.

Abstract Nobody

Lyrics:

I’m feeling it, moving into my adult days
Tryna move away from the sadder days 
And harden up my carapace 
And I don’t know if I am awake
But I had to vote on Saturday 
And it made me think… back a frame
To when the world was nuthin' but a pad to play in
Now i’m at this age 
Supposed to know who has the brains
Intact and aims  To make life better for me when I don’t even know who i am  It’s strange
Damn insane
If you ask me none of em have what it actually takes
To act on a change in practise hey 
What can i say
I am the same
Like damn the pain
I’d rather them think I am deranged 
Than have to slave for their campaign 
Not throwing myself on their damned blades or hand grenades
Planned escaping this crammy cave
Sat back to bathe 
In the gamma rays
As savage apes All salivate 
Over crappy pays
Tryna catch a raise 
I’m captivated
And for that sake I have to make
 A means to survive in this ragged place
But just living makes money evaporate 
So.. yo ..I’m shattered mate
Gotta work till i reach that Saturday
And then it’s anime
Out the back with mates Have a blaze
 And then make ladder plays
Hit up arena, i’m that tavern mage 
Here to strike with savage flames 
Trapped and chained In a backwards age 
So I may as well just smash some games
I have this aim, harmony
And i’ve only ever touched this partially 
When i’m fast asleep with my darling see 
But this RNG’s so hard on me 
I can’t believe 
That i’m at this point
Forcing myself into art to breathe 
I’ve hardly seen my pages
Since before I crossed the country 
Been working hard for something 
But these words and what just stump me
I’d been searching i’d been hunting 
Guess I sorta got what I wanted  
But I digress, i been quite fine yes
Still a wide eyed mess 
And what i like best
Consists of nothing but loving my lover and chilling with homies inside my nest
But like I said 
I’ve been working
I got a job up at iiNet
And it’s pretty fucking good but time consuming 
My day is for working yo but my night life’s rest
But i’ve my quest
And I gotta focus
I’m not not holding my pride to my opus 
But if I don’t just 
Stay on the track  I’mma be hopeless 
Like tryna end violence with soldiers 
And then salt just sinks in
Deeper than Marianas trench 
When I be keeping me back on the bench
Tryna be breaching a passive defence 
Man it’s ridiculous..
And I've never seen an attack as intense 
And I just sit with my feet dangling over either edge hanging the fence
Like what the fuck  Bullets flying guns loaded up now
And there’s me screaming all you cunts grow the fuck down
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gimme that gimme that chance just to take it backwards a step
A whole world full of vacant marionettes 
Make one hell of a mess
Plague insanities quest
Break the rules
And Escape the anger and stress
Taste it 
Freedom it cannot be faked
Ditch the anger hate the canopy waits but can we escape?
And having a place, it actually aint 
Amassing a wage,
And acting as slaves
It’s acting awake 
Cuz growing up in this arrogant age is a massive mistake..

Make a mess like a true child would…
Like you guys should.

GTFD

Lyrics:

Bro, I don’t even know what the fuck i’m talking about
Walking a route the wrong direction according to how i’d thought to my self
A couple fucking years ago bro… how it awesome it felt
Walking around knowing I had something, sorting it out
Sorta was how I was sure of myself Wrestling all of the doubt
Now I feel less than before like wow?
Feel like I stepped in the water and drowned ..
maaan
And I just wanted to get my feet wet
But honesty pressed my weak head
And probably lead to regrets
Now i’m on a quest to egress
And i’m sweet, yes… I’m fine man
I still got a lifespan
To unbottle the truth and entice them
With what I can do with just my hands
And I can… Still my attitude is that I just fear i’m settling for my sit
And it’s fun man doing crap i’m noobish at
Learning as I go, making stupid cash
‘specially when i compare it to when I was wearing that red-rooster hat
An the truth is that… 
Yo and dudeeeeee working is dopee
I just feel stuck tryna be too worthy of both
Writing rhymes and nine to five the two tend to oppose
On another and mother fucker truth hurts 
I suppose i’m just crazy
Tryna kill two birds with a stone 
Felt I could kill this whole flock with a few words that I wrote?
True verses I’ve spoke.
A youth working his flow,
Till the date of my mother-fucking death is due, and curtains have closed
Actually wait, FUCK THAT!
It’s psychedelic love hacks Meaning the day that i die bitch i’mma come back Younger than a fucking rugrat
subtract a year or two, Rebirth and up back  I come ‘packed’
…Like thumb-packed
Mary to guide to my lungs cats
I pump tracks
With verses absurder than us twats :P
Twisting and turning a rough patch
Into the works of genius 
Spat from the mouth of a hunchbacked
Shaman mind spinning out like a hubcap
Spitting until them fucked fascist cunt bags
Calling themselves the government give up
And stop using the news to corrupt facts
And adjust that
Then actually try to love back
What’s that?
Impossible?
Thought as much man
With such grand fuckery a foot 
I expect nothing…

IDKWTFI'mTalkingAbout

Lyrics:

Yo penning a prophecy
As I vent through the end of democracy 
It ended a while ago honestly
The world’s just catching up properly 
NOW!
I never be stopping ghee
I’ll be at the cemetery dropping ghee
Don’t even try measure fucking chi
I’ll be using against this monopoly 
I’m trapped between a rock and a hard place
Hell below me, devils on top of me 
A chemical oddity
Running on Mary and coffee beans
I just want everyone to see
ANy evidence ends up as sophistry
And I be over it 
Yuck!
This world runs for profitable companies 
And nothing else
Something smells off 
Fucking well
Slavery aint that tough to sell
As something else
But what the hell?
Honestly there no justice
They just fuck with us
I’ve been done with this since I was like fucking 12
Man this point i’m just underwhelmed 
By stuff that’s well… 

FUCKED UP
WE’RE FUCKED UP
WANNA LIVE FAIR WELL TOUGH LUCK
JUST SIT THERE AND BUNDLE UP SOME FUNDS veCUZ 
MONEYS THE DRUG
EVERYONES ON
FUCKING US UP
EDGING ALONG
STUCK IN A RUT 
WHAT IN THE FUCK HAVE WE DONE TO OURSELVES THIS WENT TERRIBLY WRONG?!?!?

Can’t we just stop for one second?
And think about what we’re doing shit
Aint a single fuck we’re due to give our future kids 
We pumped heaven
Moved it Into our dumb presence
Stupid idiots fucked everything up tryna cope with the rough present
Nuff said n,
Done get it
You’re pathetic (ow!)
No truth to hit our domes man
We’re used to it it’s so bad
The news is shit I wont stand
For a world in which we’re control as and sold ads by old cats 
I know that but
Where the fuck a we going?
We’re floating
In matrix made up of: 
Coke cans,
Payslips, Makeup and Soap Brands
Beyond the minds belief and we got both hands
tied
This gross scam takes over or whole damn lives

Fucked^

Lyrics:

What the fuck is this shit man?
Like news?
You aint got jack..
but dumbed down and cut crap
Let’s cut the crap
All of us seen enough trash
The rich keep getting to cut tax
The poor are getting the cut backs
The tough factual evidence means nothing
Cuz greeds fucking Everything up and we keep lusting 
Cheap suckers
Need’s coming
Always after what we want and 
That sweet something is enough
To distract us of the facts
It sort of is amazing 
That we don’t even notice we’re the audience of satan
A media machine needs a source of information
SO who you think informs the situation?
Think that they gunna be telling you all of the sketchy stuff
Nah?
They be sugar coatin’ the truth and thinking of every bluff 
Any cunt ever that has managed to get it off
Them has lost every-motherfuckin-thing they ever loved
And then some..
But bro.. “whatever” huh?
Nah fuck shit I aint gunna settle bruvv
”What? Ever huh?”(nah)
I just fill the kettle up and get it on
Rock it independent of
Anyone and everyone
I’ll fucking fry the pentagon
Under the eyes of the ECHALON 
Come to describe this quest i’m on
While fucking fried and depressed in songs
Something inside me festers 
Cuz I press the wrong buttons
So i guess that I want something
Guess I’m, guess I’m off hunting 
Guess i’m getting off lucky ?
I swear I never was bluffing nuh-uh
I was just must making me feel better
I’m sure i’ll be different when i meet real weather 
but..
I don’t even know if I seek real treasure
But nothing would complete me better 
Than to be me forever  
Never will I hand it back 
I stand and rap, demanding that I can be that
I got a bone to pick In hand and plan attack like Marowak
I got points to bring 
And the facts to back em up and passion that
Has me at this point on my fangled tracks
To back to back fire from the hash I tagged
And Atlas - you aint gotta carry that 
Hand me that..
Young with a handy back
Handicapped 
From my own anger that
Just seems to be part of my habitat

Bone To Pick

Lyrics:
Probably wont make to fame or infamy till they come kill me ‘Haramabe’
Well I am an ape in a cage and there isn’t shit that I can’t say
It was dark day
Still it is dark they 
Bury the facts and dig up the farce’s
Fill up the glasses sit back and laugh and watch as us idiots party 
And hip hop isn't helping halted, from havoc to hits for the dancers
I can’t live in a world where this art is just dead every single is ‘Panda’
I wanna know how to fix it, if it’s not lyrics then give me the answer
Gimme a plan to
Gimme a chance to
Change the facts that fill me with anger
I’m sick of the idiot actors
And they ignorant banter
I wanna talk about issues that matter 
Sick of talking shit filling my bladder
I’ll pull the pin on the hand gre-
Nade with a hammer  Hitting the black keys to my heart strings
But i’m just playin’ the piano 
Yeh try keep up with bro (Crash)
i’m spilling the can of
Worms that hid in the pantry
Way too long like nightmares and I swear I think they mechanical now 
Yeh them worms have evolved 
Honest to god them worms have evolved 
Out of a persons control
Yeh now they burning their hole
Into the curtains we closed
Yo
This world it revolved
ON workers who work to be earning they soul 
Thinking they earning the gold
So I’m putting words on parole 
Letting them out of the circular hole 
Via a vertical pole 
Out of my mind, into the open
Knowing it’s a burden to know
But we need to know
Surgical saltlyness 
I sprinkle onto the populous popping this popped unpopular postulate 
What’s with the cost of it?
There’s so much to pay for i’m lost in it 
I just stand at the peak of the world where it turns at the poles 
Internet rapper just watching it
As I scream that the earth is controlleddd man it’s obvious like

I got passion to bring
Back to attack at this factory thing
Animal farm and these fat fucking pigs
Seize the power i’m taking it back for the win
And do I actually think i’ll win?
Nah… but I’m at it again
I know my chances are slim
I give a fuck i’m a bat imma swing 
This is my purpose 
My art is like some mouldy cheese in the back of your fridge
Nobody wants to touch the shit or even acknowledge that it exists
And imma stink
The longer I’m left here yo the badder I get 
Maggots and shit, 
Fuck it just hit me i’m only beginning to fathom my quest

Patterns In The Mould

In this song I talk about freedom.

Credits:
Instrumental Produced by TWIGS - https://soundcloud.com/hughtwigley
Track Artwork: collab - @tuke.tv (on insta) + 3lysian
Lyrics, Vocals, Mixing & Mastering by 3lysian 

Lyrics:
*Intro*
“You can explore the relationship of freedom and necessity. - 
As you can’t visualise one without the other -
You can see all process - 
As simultaneously free and necessary”

*Verse 1*
I'm out reaching for the truth yo
In species that’s sound sleeping
Creeping the edge of reason 
I’m proud speaking
My mind thinking I could make a difference through crowd sweeping 
Loud demons
Minds that are down weeping
I doubt we can
Ever change without breaching 
The walls of the towers keeping
Us locked within our Kingdom
But we plant seed in ground thinking
They could maybe be the one to finally bloom… and bring our freedom
But nah
I never found meaning 
Spent years here babbling on about freedom but what is freedom?
Freedom is a paradox…
How can we be free
When freedom makes us anxious so we slap it off?
Freedom is responsibility and have a lot
That makes you feel more fucking trapped than not
But back to what..? whats responsibility?
Kinda like ones ability to not be really free
See
When the box is little we want it bigger ghee
But 
When the box is bigger see the options killing me
Stop and clearly see that what we really need's
A change, in the way we run this silly scene
Sitting greened man
Being with people that love us 
That's the definition of what freedom is fuckers
Can you not see that ruckus 
Up on the TV is nothing
But a distraction? 
Brother
We need to feel for each other.
See as your Mother 
Sees you cuz you’re breathing because of her.
From the greediest governor
To the seediest sufferers 
From the trees and above em to what's beneath in the undergrowth
We’re fucking close
And that's the real and we come and go
And we hate hate truth
Live for the pay day, 
News fed down our throats like a nay-say nuke
It’s ‘they say, do’.
And true for everyone under this namesake roof
Came in the same way, going out the same way too...

*Break*
“Freedom precisely is the state of not having to choose! -
But thats sounds quite paradoxical because we’re always talking about ‘freedom of choice’, but choice is not a form of freedom. - 
Choice is - hesitation.”

*Verse 2*
I try to take the system in strides
Journeyed through the underground where the criminals hide
Cynical mind
Now middle class miserable grind
Missionary on a mission to find
A vision that’s blind
And isn’t defined
Every lyric I write’s
Another fist shaped dent on a heavy bag that lives is my mind
I’m getting sick of this life
8:30 every day and then I’m sitting till 5
A hypocrite right?
Wouldn’t lay finger to fly
But i’m a notorious serial killer of time 
Pitting my mind
Up against industry grime
These idiots try to tell me this shit is alright
I need evidence, of the empirical kind..
And fuck the figures we’re fine
We want freedom

*Outro*
“In this sense of the word, -
Choice is the act of hesitation that we make before making a decision 
It is a ‘mental wobbling’
People when they take up a pen to write, 
They don't just write but they jiggle the pen around indecisively like ‘this’ and then start writing.”

Freedom - Prod. TWIGS

Hello. I'm 3lysian, or Aiden, I write rap songs about how living on planet earth makes me feel. Check out my songs and share them if you enjoyed!

Most of the stuff on here is now 5-10 years old. I have a lot in my vault which I plan to release soon. Consider much of a what you hear on here as an archive of my progression over the years. 

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