Been sitting on a lot of music, things coming soon. I like numbers a lot, two and eight are my favorite ones. So on this 8/28/22 have this song, and hopefully may it find you in good spirits. 

Much Love,

Conor

Brinks Sake

Colder (feat. Vader & Cauzndefx) (Prod. Purpan)

Drift - Conor X VADEr

One of my favorite beats, from one of my favorite Chester Watson songs. Had to rap on it once it appeared in a dream, intro by @sunnythehuman .

Lyrics: 

Yo, I wear the weather like a mood ring,
So each hurricane and tornado signals a mood swing,
Digest the lyrics in my pecks till you hear and not stress,
The spirits that simply make you do things,
In my culture they regard it as the skky, 
Sipping vodka that old adage proves right and makes you wry,
So optimistic, that his pen fits the lyrics,
When zen starts to hear it, and bend to fit merits,
Till then I dont hear it,- At least the voices,
Channel ancestral tones to direct the choices,
And inspect his joints its a man or merely heresay,
A phantom in your relay, In the chassum of the delay,
His journey is to free days, 
-up for this rap speak,
Hits jays young Gatsby, been lost since last week,
Up from the trash heap, SFV the valley,
He’ll traverse your alleys, as he raps gladly,

Yo Im feelin somethin like im Holden,
Dont Hold on to the past it dont last it go on,
Yo im feelin something like im Basho,
Navigate the vatos of my valley with a kind soul,

Can you see me in your place,
Lost upon space, Feeling drunk in the grace,
Can you hear me as I lace,
These words upon the great, till i can levitate,


Yo, I rap like Young Mike Eagle,
But coast on a flow smooth as Spike Spiegel,
Floating on the Bebop, in nothing but knee socks,
But he still rocks and locks his words in your cerebral,
No need for needles just an easel for the pain,
Painting masterpieces peaceful till they wash away with rain,
Comes from troubles on his brain,- Nevermind it lock in,
Drive for baskets frame, then oop on em like Stockten,
No Billy so silly he can misdirect like kuroko,
Instill me Feel healthy as my senses steady overload,
Im overgrown, haven’t been able to hide since six,
My hand has shown, No God but he Senju on the mix,
My Sage mode living spirit bomb dismantle eclipse,
With age we cant understand half of what is bliss,
So my childlike comprehension slice a proton with the shits,
So the hightide introspection sice me Gohan lyricist,
What is innocence is it in a sense the strength in which we miss,
Or just what we hold as ignorance for when we reminisce,



Basho (Prod. Psymun)

This is a throwaway from a project i'm working on called Year Of The Dog. The beat is by @lofibeatbaker aka Kick Tracy. 

Lyrics:

Let me tell you the story man of my homie Travis,
Use to keep to himself and always draw in classes,
Spiderman his favorite awkward nature his attraction,
Parents and teacher just always called it a distraction,
Told em one day imma make it, draw for Marvel,
Even after art college convincing them was hard still,
Dad told em ‘ you’re being an artist is hard sell,
When its been done a hundred times is your art real’,

Discouraging sentiment I must confess,
When your life is spent constantly in your room obsessed,
With something you’re trying to make your own,
Told em man dont let em get you out your zone,
get you out your zone,
Discouraging sentiment I must confess,
When your life is spent constantly in your room obsessed,
With something you’re trying to make your own,
Told em man dont let em get you out your zone,
get you out your zone,

Let me tell you the story man of a young woman,
And an infatuated artist who proved reclusive,
Picasso hiding in his older years the world obtrusive,
But let her in and painted her as one of his muses,
Found out she was selling the paintings and flew in,
Only to find them all forgeries and she grinned,
Took him to her grandfather whats a man to do,
When a man looks you in the eye and says im you,
That every stroke you ever made Ive also felt it,
Every color you ever mixed ive also relished,
Piccaso said you’re a fake who used me you’re selfish,
No matter what you put in you’ll never own it,

Discouraging sentiment I must confess,
When your life is spent constantly in your room obsessed,
With something you’re trying to make your own,
Told em man dont let em get you out your zone,
get you out your zone,
Discouraging sentiment I must confess,
When your life is spent constantly in your room obsessed,
With something you’re trying to make your own,
Told em man dont let em get you out your zone,
get you out your zone,

Let me tell you the story man of a young rapper,
Who sees the waves of things and tries to capture,
Those same vibes same books different chapters,
And people shout out same hooks just  different actors,
Tell em you sound like so and so why you bitin,
Tell em you don’t live that life why you hidin,
Tell em you got a ghost you dont write you plagerizin,
But watch reboot movies with the same devices,
I aint gon front on you lil microtransaction,
Dont understand the words but I get the passion,
Jon said these words is priceless and my gut reaction,
Is yall dont make the price its our necessitation,

Encouraging sentiment I must confess,
When your life is spent constantly in your room obsessed,
With something that you’re unaware you always owned,
Told em man you’re always in your zone,
 this art has been your home,

ART (Prod. Kick Tracy)

Small three track thing. 
1. Bump 1 (Prod. 加拿大人)
2. Envy (Prod. @leeeeeeee )
3. How We Livin' (Prod. @sleepingjibe )

Old photo taken by Ravu.

For The Love

This is a throwaway track from 2018. The beat is by @korouu .

Lyrics:

Runaway,
The spirit always runs away,
Innerlight always at play,
Pulling as we plan our days,
Runaways,
We are just some runaways,
Always shifting through the phase,
Shining as we all decay,


I can feel strings within my body usher out,
We move mountains with our mouths,
We are water to the spout,
I can feel these strings go where I say so,
Form matter like its playdoh,
Or im directed by Hideo,

Death gets us stranded in a rut,
Move this body through the mud,
Say we just dont give a fuck,
I got a sunshine in my mind,
And a spirit in my chest,
Got life up in these eyes,
And a freedom to my breath,
I dont need all this stress,
When lifes so fucking short,
I am easily impress,
By the doses of support,
From friends but I confess,
Most times I feel not at my best,
Most times I think im a mess,
Lost in forms of excess,
My selfish want to matter I atest,
Is my great flaw to make you love me im obsessed,
Cause its hard to love myself,
Constantly in fear over my health,
Constantly questioning who I am,
Till the colors bleed and melt,
I am everything ive delt,
With a rigged hand,
Im escaping through the quicksand,
Around sun and grass,
To everlast my spirit withstands,
I try to be a new man,
Every passing day for our sake,
I know you can relate,

Runaway,
The spirit always runs away,
Innerlight always at play,
Pulling as we plan our days,
Runaways,
We are just some runaways,
Always shifting through the phase,
Shining as we all decay,

Runaways (Prod. Korou.)

Produced by @sleepingjibe .

Lyrics:

All my life ive seen in the present,
But we look to the future, its so insistent,
I always wanted to be in a reality inherent,
With the fallacy apparent that my life is pleasant,
Irony is it actually is,
But im still a space cadet and think like a kid,
Aint it funny when I get a little money,
I wonder what value it denotes instead of actually live,
Im a bastard with a different kind of quota,
Bipolar manic depressive binded persona,,
With a life fraught with more existential thought,
Than life breathed into a pot or a pack of tachikomas,
Most days I think im Mr Peanut Butter,
Somedays I feel like im Bojack,
Truth is I want to be cuddlywhiskers,
People think I am but dont know that,
Truth is most days I feel so low that,
It feels like my own souls jacked,
I feel like I am just heartless,
And my life a pencil inna protract,

We always question how we livin,
Always question how we livin,
Think what we get, what we givin,
Selfishness is just so conditioned,

All my life ive seen in the future,
But want to be in the present, wish itd happen sooner,
Its apparent that i calously am staked in abnormality,
And placed in a reality where understandings looser,
Irony is that im truly happy now,
Least the times im here when i dont wonder how,
I can stop questioning duration, cease the contemplation,
Of my own relations to this world for the here and now,
Somedays I feel like im lucid,
Somedays im feeling too solid,
Sometimes im feeling so shitty,
Sometimes I know where my heart is,
She loves me so pure regardless,
I feel this sickness is harmless,
But I know I need to just be here,
I know im my own catharsis,

How We Livin (Prod. jibeジベ )

This is the first track off my project "In The Shadow Of..." featuring the homie @airospace .

In The Shadow Of... : https://tombombadil.bandcamp.com/album/in-the-shadow-of-2

In The Shadow Of...

Flesh (feat. Airospace)

A song off my new project "In The Shadow Of..." featuring the homie @rav and produced by @antiquant .

Artwork by the amazing shn1tzell: https://www.instagram.com/schn1tzell/

In The Shadow Of... : https://tombombadil.bandcamp.com/album/in-the-shadow-of-2

Pascal (feat. Rav)

I rap and make beats. 

Strange Friends: https://soundcloud.com/strngfrnds


The production stuff I do is under Bliss Eternal by the name Tom Bombadil.  You can find that here: https://soundcloud.com/thetombombadil

Conor

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