Illusions

CyanaR

"Echoes in the Dark" mixtape 

(2012)

freestyle  (Tried By 12)

CyanaR- Khruangbin Freestyle

Surrender your clothes, surrender your soul
Chains for your gold, a flame for a rose
Better plans I hope second chances don’t come around like before. 
Shake his hand fly off in a trance they’ll blow in the winds even more. Seasons are running by, he’s down there acting shy oh let him bleed let him burn. Nickname is run and hide call but there’s no reply no “follow me” no “so long’ oh

Where did he go
Which way did he go
Oh Where did he go
Which where did he go? awayyyy
Which way did he go? awayyy
Which where did he go? awayy

Where Did He Go

Bullets tear through the air
They’re shooting for him
Overhead chandeliers do flickers for him
As it falls into gear
You’re rootin’ for him
Ear to ear smile no there’s nothing funny


We were clear on what the rules
Were when we started
You disappear if you interfere
with getting money
From over here
It would appear they’re shooting for him
Ear to ear smile tho
There’s nothing funny

As  a mother holds on to a rosary,
A fake friend shows love, Supposedly. The world spins, gotta move cautiously, ready to grab whatever fate offers me. Son ‘em all, off to the orphanage. Disown ‘em all, awfully unfortunate. Prepare for what’s in store for the continent, a horror flick who’s ending is alternate. 
Call him insane but he’s staying for the fun of it, ego much bigger than the sun will get. Breast plate with a stain on the front of it. Fell in love with the pain that was under it. Panic attack, heart beat fluttering, try to talk, just keep stuttering. Drowning in the shame that you’re covered in no sequence to the syllables you’re uttering. Stand brave in the face of elimination, rat races, cases, litigations. No trace of a “gene” in a mental patient. Living in an age of intimidation distracting the brain from its dedication cocaine for your trials and your tribulations another pain another chemical replaces another bomb we can aim at another Asian. Articles of confederation, white boys ideas of a nation. Wait a minute too many red faces, this calls for some renovation. Life’s a bitch in charge of a four wheeler. Feels like she’s been driving it all winter. Shot a bullet, instantly injured her. Casket for the nigga that defended her. Appetite for drugs & cold dinners, half a mind to budge but I won’t give up. CyanaR, nigga you should know better. Never stand in a bush with a Gorilla. (My) Penmanship writes down gold letters, Sanskrit alpha to omega. These days it’s a personal vendetta in the place we eventually ended up. True love fell apart for the summer, when you’re lost follow the sound of the drummer. Force is always on the side of the governed but it’s not something that you were allowed to discover. They stage a war and you get involved in it but do you contain the balls to really perform in it. They stand you up and you get to fall for it. Life’s hard… the coffin ‘ill soften it.  

Life’s hard the coffin ‘ill soften it (break)

Bullets tear through the air
They’re shooting for him
Overhead chandeliers do flickers for him
As it falls into gear
You’re rootin’ for him
Ear to ear smile no there’s nothing funny

Bullets tear through the air
They’re shooting for him
Overhead chandeliers do flickers for him
As it falls into gear
You’re rootin’ for him
Ear to ear smile no there’s nothing funny

Shootin For Him

Brand new stranger with a story to tell 
Uncommon type of cover so the Booklet can sell
Pipe down, pass it around before the neighbors can smell 
Even smoke the crack that's on the Liberty bell
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aah 

Graphic designer with a habit or two 
Probably can speak the language better than you
For all intents and purposes and further review
For the cash has learned to walk the line without any shoes aaaaaah aaah 


Time is holding you back from the place you can be
Catch on these Little fires everywhere you can seeUnclean throw me some rope I need these vitamins please
Iced tea with lemonade and sugar pill humphrey’s aaah aaah

Beautiful people were searching for crowns their hearts on the ground no one made a sound. Beautiful people were searching for crowns their hearts on the ground get your heart off the ground. 
This place is unclean, This place is unclean, This place is unclean. Aaah aah 

Get a drink pick it up pick it up hold up hold up let me get a cup. Toast! This one’s for the team 2020 for the dreams and the bigger bucks

Get a drink pick it up pick it up hold up hold up let me get a cup. Toast! This one’s for the team 2020 for the dreams and the bigger bucks

Time is holding you back from the place you can be
Catch on these Little fires everywhere you can seeUnclean throw me some rope I need these vitamins please
Iced tea with lemonade and sugar pill humphrey’s aaah aaah

Unclean

Lately all the weight is off me I’ve been feeling super light on my feet
again the bank account is looking super right.. say your future’s
looking dim that’s the opposite of bright.. let me loosen up my tie..
turn on my superlight
Nigga say it from your chest you be talkin too polite.. she wanna do it
again just say come with me tonight.. its either green or its red no
respect for yellow lights.. time to up your farenheit.. This shit is super light


Practicing my fly shit
And along came polly
She had lipstick on her front teeth
And a pocket full of molly
She said have you been to Lombard street
Or ever rode the trolly
These drugs are really good but
When they go you buddy holly
Whoa.. that metaphor was crazy
But there’s something in your vibe
Low key seems very necessary
For the chapters that I like to write
In the stories that I’m sharing
We can write it out ride it out super light,
Power steering

Unworthy feelings come again
In a hoody like a thief in the night
You don’t believe monsters,
So who’s that coming for your light
Unworthy feelings come again
Always somewhere outta sight
Reaching for your stash box
They want your super light



Watch all my problems turn to helium really I’m feeling the illest I’ve
ever felt in my living experience Indian spirits are giving me
vitamins for the soul from my lineage I’ma fucking inner city Dominican

..SO come on over we can chill out and just blow one pretty soon we’ll
take off like a 747 boeing hear my whspers in the wind thru hurricanes and
any storms.. an innovative nigga making money writing poems.. you aint
fucking with my team we out here earning per diem, naked in a lake of
fire not as hot as it appears. I’m just cooling for the sake of spitting
heat into your ears fuck with anyone I love and you’ll get taken.. Liam
Who needs armor when you got a heart a steel.. not every gladiator
fights inside a coliseum .. international player ‘til you wake up from
your dream, I’ll tell you like UGK let me see it..



Lately all the weight is off me I’ve been feeling superlight on my feet
again the bank account is looking super right.. say your futures
looking dim that’s the opposite of bright.. let me loosen up my tie..
turn on my superlight
Nigga say it from your chest you be talkin too polite.. she wanna do it
again just say come with me tonight.. its either green or its red no
respect for yellow lights.. man jus up your farenheit..That shit is super light

Unworthy feelings come again
In a hoody like a thief in the night
Oh You don’t believe monsters
So who’s that coming for your light
Unworthy feelings come again
Always somewhere outta sight
Reaching for your stash box
They want your your superlight

Super light super light.. this shit is super light
Super light x10

Super Lite

MINE lyrics


I only want what’s mine
I only want what’s mine 
These stupid ass rappers fucking other 
niggas wives 
They don’t understand that karma has a sharp bite
Less than a year later wifey spread her legs wide, with your best friend 
How gangster are you then 
Stop playing pretend 
Make the jump from boys to men 
But It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday 
The record plays and maybe they’ll grow vertebrae eventually 
Johnny boys excited he feels he’s finally a man    
But Johnny robbed my spot n he stole 28 grand 
That’s how you get your head inside a pillow case fam
Duck tape around your neck find a hiding place fast, did you miss me?
As i whispered in his ear slow.. You should let the fear go destiny is here bro

It’s an art of war and I became a painter Johnny’s on the floor wishing he could sign a disclaimer 

Way below the average lifespan 
Is the point at which our Johnny got buried under the land 
Underneath the bed I found 33 grand 
Aw man
I can’t explain the high 
Pupils open wide 
I wanna feel bad but it’s hard to sympathize 

Took the 28 grand separate the other  5 

A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer 

A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer





wish i could scream out money and real money 
switch your style up yo something i could feel nigga
thats just a face on a motherfucking bill nigga 
monopoly dreams for cartoon figures
but if they happy I’m happy for mickey mouse niggas
plenty talk i aint said a word yet cause i save my conversations for the niggas i respect 
certain actions I’ve come to regret and with others I’m fine
certain niggas think dirt is a bed so we let them recline 
catch me aiming at the new age till i murder the times 
its the architect building towers underneath your mind
embrace stereotypes battle your pretenses 
smack you on your right ear rattle your key senses 
I’m flowing like a river thats flooding your weak entrance.
moving at the rate of fibonacci sequences


A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer 

A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer



So here’s a message to the sons and daughters 
they’ve done a lot so you’d pick them if you could choose a father 
I’ve often thought about the future they confused us out of 
the clarity between the lines of scripture they provide us
the Darwinism in me questions if I’m a survivor
the singularity will synthesize the very fiber..
of your bones and even then they must oblige us
treading on some dangerous waters wishing we were divers
how come the only tools we ever get are to divide us 
simple minded city boys turn macgyvers marijuana cyphers
but I don’t give a fuck who’s turn it is so you decipher
niggas is indecisive.. a paradigm arises
magnetize your thoughts and flip to the opposing side so
so when they get to close they’ll realize the forces won’t collide
a motto that ill never compromise
i only want what’s mine.. i only want what’s mine


A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer 

A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer

Mine

Tug Of War

Late To The Party

The Messenger

Made It This Far

Virtue

The Fallen

Songbird that fell in love with it's cage

Songbird

the intangible sense that something's missing but you can't tell what

Odorless Perfume

Kayleen

The Show

"INTO THE LIGHT" follows "THE SHOW" with a soul's journey back to the source.. an odyssey through space back to “heaven” or “home planet” or whatever you believe.. like Manly P hall's interpretation of Jacobs ladder.. the soul falls to earth from the sun before birth.. stopping at each planet to get an essential item on it's way.. passion and the will to fight from mars.. love and an affinity for beauty from Venus.. intelligence from Saturn.. creativity from the moon 🌙 .. etc.. and upon death the process is reversed.. so the first verse is CyanaR’s (aka chris leoden's)  “guardian angel” guiding him back home! Enjoy!

Into The Light

The protagonist is leaving this world, and instead of chucking the deuces, he uses a single finger.. ie ACES  ;) FTW

Aces

“Listening to music and having an opinion immediately after is always tough. But sometimes it’s easy. After listening to “The Show”, it’s easy. When the listener is seeking for something to get them through the day. Something that makes them feel like “I’m not in this alone...I’m not crazy for the thoughts I have,” this album is that! “Songbird” is an impactful and beautiful way to start off the album and let the listener know what to expect. A higher level of production quality on this album not only makes it an enjoyable listen but also challenges Chris Leoden to step his pen game up, and boy does He deliver!”

-DANIEL JEREMY AYBAR

executive producer of THE SHOW

Chris Leoden

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