this is an old track from back in august that I rerecorded and mixed, came from a project that I will probably scrapped but I like this song a lot.

brown sugar

goodnight

(Dreams, they're for those who sleep)
(Life is for us to keep)

I suture self after I cut a groove 'cause I don't know no other move
My rudder screwed, I paddle 'gainst the current mood in spite
A clever ruse in time to think that better views I'd find along this narrow path that winds and forks I'm forced to pick a tine and...

Define trajectory of my life, I could swim out where the waves are if you'd just give me a sign
That what I've got here on this line is worth an exit from the brine
Or am I rye chips in the chex mix only some folks seem to like

I'd still be grateful for the bites, but the payroll isn't stable
I can't stay full living tight
Making pizza out of bagels every late meal isn't right
Seeing peers that played it safer's putting hazel in my eyes
Need an angel on my side

But I got demons planting seeds of doubt within my mind
What's the reason to aspire when the season's lost it's spice?
I could be sleeping, 'stead of living bland and walking blind
So when that final sandman visit comes, I'll greet him with a smile

WE CAN MAKE IT IF WE TRY
(I really think that we can make it)
TOGETHER YOU AND I

WE CAN MAKE IT IF WE TRY
(I really think that we can make it)
TOGETHER YOU AND I

Who am I kidding?
I can't make it through a day without a lapse in faith
Every night I lay awake and contemplate mistakes
And wasted time that slowed my haste until I stood in place
Start to think I sealed my fate chasing what I chase

A second wind would set me straight
But I can't do shit about the weather 'cept endure it
The same way I can't forsee the future, nor ensure
It's not important
I treat the world like it's a story, only in it for the lore
It's getting deep

And I can't see me anymore
Just a shadow on the page
A form that's been adorned with a name and a horse in this race I ignore 'cause it's more than just these games
And I'd rather see us free in the plains instead of reigned

Waiting for the moment where I change, it never comes
Facing the opponent that remains, we are one
Or maybe none
Something less together than undone
Riddle me not what we made, let it fade in the sun

WE CAN MAKE IT IF WE TRY
(I really think that we can make it)
TOGETHER YOU AND I

WE CAN MAKE IT IF WE TRY
(I really think that we can make it)
TOGETHER YOU AND I

suture self II

JAYLOCK:
Walking like I'm tryna get lost
Zig-zag in my step, I'm just dodging the plot
In the back mixing tracks, missing half of whats taught
After School making classics 'bout the classes we dropped

Mondo and Lock, passing notes and slashing throats
Tanked the grade average while we changed the rap status quo
Now we taking over the curriculum: Drowning 101
Ain't no study guides, you just have to know YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING

Many wings been clipped, for what? A penny sings for shit
And plenty kings with riches still be envying our clique
I feel steady in my kicks, keep me stepping, never trip
Just set it down a petty crown's too heavy for my fit and I stay lifted

Mondo pull the ship around, we skipping out
No nuance in our truancy, we rolling up the bluest dream
And blowing up the scene til it's nothing as it seems
Better get your mind right before you test ASDC (rest in peace)

MONDO:
Heed these words that I spit into the ether
I know that you hate me, I don't fuck with me neither
I been begging for a speck like "c'mon please sir"
Oliver twist then hit the dope til we sleepers

Mondo and Jaylock like Rocky and Bullwinkle
Pinky and the Brain but like four times as evil
Cruising through space like Jet Black and Spike Spiegel
Flex extra hard on the mic just to spite people

The space ghost coast to coast, I'm too dope
I write like Ben Folds if he bumped Co Flow
I'mma crush all your fun, fuck your plus one, let's go
It's like a zerg rush the way the Death Club flow, oh

From a city where it snowstorms in fake nights
Classmates like warped tapes, they don't play right
They bad actors, they fancy them a playwright
Lately showing weakness like steak to a great white

hallpass (ft. Mondo The Alien)

tracklist:
0:00 - COME BACK!
4:08 - the plan
7:01 - ¡llum¡nat¡
8:41 - i feel ill
10:54 - beat up 1nce 0r 2wice
15:14 - two n fro
19:33 - i never mattered
21:01 - 138 friends interlude
21:53 - pearl harbor
26:48 - i could stunt
29:56 - less shade
31:54 -dumb sh¡t!
33:57 - still follow
36:56 - loose
40:06 - 908

set, pop🥰✈🔫✨!

bea4real