Silence

mixmixmixmix_2010_relax

broke

im good (max2k10)

froko - picture perfect moment prod. forko

Produced, mixed, and mastered by november02
Harvest

lyrics:
I’m not quite as charismatic as I’d like to be
The mic to me is scary I avoid that shit entirely 
A plight to live out warily I trace out my steps 
Track the patterns in the catalogue, erase them with jest (uh uh)
Pack the camouflage evade and deflect (uh uh) 
Plop the seeds into the soil let the cycle reset
Rot the weeds, I feel the boil on my flesh as I’m speaking but I won’t cease until my roots turn to dust 

Aye yo hoe wanna seed she can hold one 
Who better than me bitch no one 
How you broker than me got no funds 
Talk about me like a day one 
Yo stalk been snipped for treason
Don’t talk, I’m the reason you begin 
Each season you pretend to be me 
From the shackles I carved out wisdom 
Had to go backwards to find that rythm 
Back of my mind I crossed out victim 
Bags under eyes I sat and listened
Hammered the beat, I’m bob the builder
Clammer at me, you sound like children
Laptop on the seat I handled business 
This time won’t weep, god be my witness 
Snip snip, these ain’t tracks these appendages
Yo twig catalogue is sad next to the branches I grew
Yo shit hazard, ought to plan to make amends with the booth
Hear the laughter, You’s a bastard, lackin crack in a tooth 
Heard your track it made laugh how you say such absurd things
Yous a nerd and all your urge to rap was learned and jacked from me 
If you call don’t spect an answer clack it by the third ring 
When novembers in the hall you know it start the burnt leaves
I ain’t talking bout the month bitch I’m talking bout me 
All this lightning in my blunt bitch you sparkin up seeds 
All I do is serve cunt 
All I do is turn keys  
I feel comfy in the dustbin 
Smokin high speed 
Breathe that kush in like a motherfuckin vacuum 
Peepin what you pushin and I don’t think that we could chat soon 
Keep a wood and Imma burn it let’s get cozy okay
See my biggest foes 
All up in the floor seats olay

Seeds

Dotdotdot

prod/mix/master by november02
guitars by alkyl

lyrics:
Up too early but I ain't get sleep
Nug still burn and I ain't got dreams
Stuck and stern, Imma play my team 
Imma check out early, Imma chase my schemes
Told my mama Imma make it by next year
She hesitating to tell me I should "should pack it up"
Cause I went mind racing again
To escape with a pen 
Now my name ain't add up
Sat too long, now I'm chained to the browser
Sometimes It's so hard to stand up, and yet I guess I haven't had enough 
I'll blow time like cash til he burn me to ash or I drown in the aquaduct

Covered myself up with blankets
I've never been thankful, I think it's time I get some rest
How do I see when its over my head
How do I stop when the motion is set
Can’t pretend the things I do often 
Don’t send me down, and fill me up with nausea 
Mend the crown or put me in a coffin
Friend for now but use me as an offering 
Ollie off my brain and do a cartwheel
Let's see how this next part feels
Rid the skin, I see through my disguise
Come with sticks and flames and I'll hide

Ollie

Brick by boring brick

drive prod. w3dnesda

im good (max2k10)

chase guala