Produced by Denni Aliester
Recorded by @jac_the_rapper and Denni Aliester
Mixed by Denni Aliester and @nextapollo

[Verse 1] - (Denni Aliester)
My words gleam from my soul
Resonant, elegantly piece what I know
Even if I do good reaching my goals
I'mma still be misunderstood, Nina Simone
If you out the box, they gon' feed you the bones
Turn a cold shoulder and leave you alone,
Show their true colors when the season is cold
Breeze turn to snow when the leaves gettin' old
But I know I'mma seep through the snow
Hold my hand, you'll reap what you sow
I know I'mma creep through the mold,
So see what I know in the secrets I hold

[Hook]
I'm an alibi of reason
Reason that I'm balancing my breathing
Battling the demons
Gamble as an alibi of soul
You will never shatter what I know
I'm an alibi of reason
Reason that I'm balancing my breathing
Battling the demons
Gamble as an alibi of soul
You will never shatter where I go

[Verse 2] - (JAC)
Clashing with a titan, battling my mind since,
Nonsense chatter box snapping have him lifeless
Thanos when I'm rhyming, viral like a virus
Snatched a mortal man and have an animal beside him
Channel inner energy when handling a crisis
Ever since a kid question everything that I've did
Skin crawling, children crip walking on a grave site
Spitting on the dead, they disrespectful acting way nice
Don't relate to goals of fame, I do it for myself
Go insane they wall me off and say it's for my health
War with all the people saying you should go to hell
Tore apart my brain and claim to thank them for their help
Music act as therapy, used to act hysterically
Super mad without a reason, true that rap would cherish me
Share my gift like Santa did, the reason that I'm writing this
Try but never fail again I feel that I could fight for it

[Hook]
I'm an alibi of reason
Reason that I'm balancing my breathing
Battling the demons
Gamble as an alibi of soul
You will never shatter what I know
I'm an alibi of reason
Reason that I'm balancing my breathing
Battling the demons
Gamble as an alibi of soul
You will never shatter where I go

Alibi (ft. JAC)

Lyrics:
Am I your fear breeder or the cheerleader?
Do I need take the wheel or the rear seaters?
Say "hello" and "goodbye" to yourself
Hide and you dwell, I can see you crying in stealth
Yeah, Denver, yeah, Denver, you should try to get well
Yeah, Denver, yeah, Denver, you residing in hell
But you don’t even believe in that, ain’t that crazed?
Make new waves? Yeah, just to take that wage
Bank, bank, bank, you don’t smoke dank, but hey
You don’t need a joint, you just gotta blaze that page
They don’t care, don’t you put your dirty laundry in the air
Hardly fair? Well you’d start a stare, why spark a flare?
Feel dumb, you’re just banging on a steel drum
Heal, trust, you forgive yourself if you feel lust
Hope you living well with the wheel spun
Hope you make an ideal sum with your heels up
Let's be real, son

Ode to my binomial omniverse
Upon me first before my ascension, correcting clocks in works
Click, click, how many shots will the Glock disperse?
If you cocked it, that’s just too much popping to not prefer
The last laugh when laughs last, extract to stanza
I packed my bags up, roadrunner extravaganza
I’ll walk away, for no gunners will have their hands up
Plus we know it’s no funner to show you half the dampers
I light my candle and leave the print of my shoes
Do you see the flannel or see the tint of my hue?
See riddles with the sea’s ripples, keep swimming
Clock's gonna keep ticking, bleed, bleed minutes
The vision is gonna do whatever it needs to do
No change happens. the lever receives a clue
And everything will change for the better of me and you
The wonders we confront, the adventures that we pursue
Through The Hills of Khione

The Hills Of Khione

Run, Forest

Run, Forest (Outro)

Lyrics:
Do you wanna have a piercing? Do you want to wear a dress?
Then go off and wear a dress, leave a jockie in distress
Is my margin in distress? Nah, Karma and Effect
If you ponder such thing, do you want to be my guest (Do you?)
Hate hate, mids up to triple K
'Tis a different hate I put into hate, how you discriminate
Against a different race or a different religion
Different difference, for division isn't your mission
I wanna hug you! Couldn't be distracted by color
I can't divide, only add the fact you're my brother
And you are my sister, you are my sibling of any gender
Or any identity, I identify adventure (identify adventure)
Negative memories could rest beside a tender
Blazing fire, chase love, it'll take you higher
You chase desires? Okay, I chase a cold
Water break, you know? Gotta' obtain that H2O

They feed an issue, I need an igloo
He need an issue, she need a tissue
I need to miss you, I never knew you
And I conclude we could never do as you do
They feed an issue, I need an igloo
He need an issue, she need a tissue
I need to miss you, I never knew you
And I conclude we could never do as you do

Coming with the flips, you can hear it with a turned page
Tunneling the vision, got 'em fearing of the wordplay (wordplay)
T 'fore the F, ask if it's another Thursday
False, test me then I'm clearing like a survey
And survey said I'm not a spirit that the Earth made
Funny our reflection in the mirror make the world shake
Try to fit a mold, soul gold so the swirl quake
Put it on the second two digits of my birthday
All beyond this world, past all of my dreams
Calling my beam, I can hear 'em talking to me
When I'm falling asleep, thoughts that my philosophy keep
Living purposeless will only mean your coffin is cheep
A songster, a heap, a breath, a body, a steep
But honesty seeps, kindness is the solve to your weak
Yes I weep me to sleep as a mind
But see a hue, do see what you find (do see what you find)

They feed an issue, I need an igloo
He need an issue, she need a tissue
I need to miss you, I never knew you
And I conclude we could never do as you do
They feed an issue, I need an igloo
He need an issue, she need a tissue
I need to miss you, I never knew you
And I conclude we could never do as you do

They feed an issue, I need an igloo
He need an issue, she need a tissue
I need to miss you, I never knew you
And I conclude we could never do as you do
They feed an issue, I need an igloo
He need an issue, she need a tissue
I need to miss you, I never knew you
And I conclude we could never do as you do

Igloo

Lyrics:
We call it pride when a country man shows his buckle belt
Greed resides, finds another band just to up the wealth
Of the business man, so much envy on his Instagram
All the pictures can show you frenzies in a distant land
Maybe facades, the gluttony still
Shows the people tryna leach for a company’s will
Some sloths come exposed, showing lust for a bill
Hundreds of mills, nonchalantly under the quill
Maybe you’re surprised, maybe that don’t imply
That you should have to apply any fraction of mind
Just imagine I just said nothing after tonight
There’d be anger in the eyes that react to the sight
Just what Roger had for the girls
You don’t see that you can never conquer madness and twirl
When it seems as if ravage from a savage unfurls
While the 7 deadly sins show the wrath of the world
Lord, forgive it

Some lust the wrath, they envy the lack of sloths
For peace we’ll be greedy, we wanna have it all
Gluttony when all the leaches having a ball
When the evil pride breeds a epic clash in a brawl
Lord, forgive it

Lord, Forgive It

Lyrics:
Bless the sludge, let's suppress the grudge
Let bacteria kill and collect the sponge
Dressing grunge, be all you wanted to be
If you wanted to be you, you would wanna be seen
Talking to me in probs' the most popular jeans/genes
'Cause you think the job of yours is just following sheep
Double J.O how you pose, can't mock what you be
And if you had a price to pay, you woulda' got a receipt
And jeez, the lake is steep, I dare you to take a step in
You can rebel, you'd carry a dangerous weapon
Bare an attitude, and bury your status cues
And you can too be just as aware that you're acting true
And that's your hue, not in front of your eyes but beneath
So how you tryna' be me?
No soul glow be aligned with my genes
But my mind has the key, post-life I can be free

I went off on a tangent

Grab the sludge, take a bite, we can make it right
A world that doesn't suffice, we all exchange a slice
Call it woman-made, call it man-made
Call it non-binary-made, call it Stan Wave
Call it Barb Wave, arcades of cliques
Exchanging a click, imitation is fan made
We got a mandate, cells being wildcats
Showed you that my styles fat, I could rot in pancakes
Well, lock the man cave up, we can show 'em all
Doc's, Hanes socks, got rips on fleek with overalls
I like them Chuck Taylors, admire Vans sliders
Now they wanna stick the sludge in the campfires
Vampires, can't see them in the mirror
And what will I do? I don't need them to appear
So have at it, and stab at it with your fork
Eat the sludge and add salt, it don't matter anymore

Sludge

Lyrics:
My motivation balanced the pain, I did escape this
Wonderland that had Alice in Chains, she need a Facelift
It ain’t catching caps from a K, you see the matrix
When you realize reality’s vague, a masquerade
I’ve evaded, still I know nothing’s coincidental
I muster an instrumental to comfort my distant mental
I wonder, is this sequential, I see the answer is yes
Is this a tangent or jest? It’s just my answer my friend
Now, please don't let their advice get to your mind
Seems they'll never suffice, let's get it right
You remember the time when nobody smoked MJ?
Benefits and negatives over the whole membrane
Decay dismissed to a delayed abyss
Just to replay the bliss, for green that you kiss
What a dream that you've missed, what a dream to achieve
What a time to be alive, be released from a lift

Knock knock
Tick tock, how the clock goes
It ain't very tip-top as the lost-soul
'Tis a word to a lost globe
Life's short, no reason I should knock slow

All is on my mind, how excessively obsessive
Is the recipe of questions that my brain generated
Strange emulations that I've seen my friend
Painful deceptions you could deem, my friend
Taking a second to achieve to my Zen
For I needed my rest for the dream that I dreamt
'Tis a circus lead by the circuit bent
Imperfect, I'm perfect in a perfect sense
It's a mass, scared of any shakeup
Never seen a butterfly tearing from the waste up
She takes the mascara when she wakes up
Do I interfere? For she wears a lot of... fear
How many times have I tried to be near
For your closure; for yourself, I would like to appear
To invite you and your peers to the vital premiere
Of a world you never knew; it's tonight you will hear

Knock knock
Tick tock, how the clock goes
It ain't very tip-top as the lost-soul
'Tis a word to a lost globe
Life's short, no reason I should knock slow

Knock Knock

Lyrics:
Oppressors, oh, pressers, no cheddar go-getters
No low pressure even in studying the professor
No effort shown in the momentums growth
Should've known better then to show them what they'll know never
Ever so clever, Denver! Twist the knob and rotate it
Book it, your bones aging just waiting for occasion
You see your souls shaping, I'd put it in bold letters
But you've seen the cold weather, envisioned the gates gaping
Don't expect them to comprehend
They on different wavelengths still telling you common sense
With relish and confidence expressed with incompetence
And checkless, and prominent, reflected but not with cents
Start talking but profitless, start reppin' the oculus
Or suffer the consequence, remember the pompousness
I'm letting it all commence, expressing my thoughts and all
Remember I've dropped the ball, so ready or not at all, tell me

One more word and my head'll spin
Like my name was Emily, tell it to the Exorcist
Read the book of Genesis, answer what my question is
Will I move on or am I just gonna be dead again?
So tell me one more word and my head'll spin
Just what the possession did, more than give the neck a twist
Will I see the end of this? Will I see beyond the veil?
Questioning my Exodus, tell it to the Exorcist

(Verse 2)
Eyes of mine imitating optical illusions?
I decline, this just may be possible confusion
I can see through all them café walls
With the rabbits and the ducks, on a path they call
Call my name, the elderly soul, left to tell a fable
From the life I saw at different angles, still the Shepard's table
In progressivity, I've come to the conclusion
That time is relativity, the ultimate illusion
Feel Like Running just as real life toughens
To my Stairway to Heaven as a Pure Soul
Rep it 'till I Live In The Sky, let the rhythm apply
What do we do? Digging, I'll be Flippin' In time
I go travel dimensions, I lead a call
With my eyes closed, astral projection, I see it all
Find telepathic intention when I be flying
Wanna see the color through my eyes? Find the iris

One more word and my head'll spin
Like my name was Emily, tell it to the Exorcist
Read the book of Genesis, answer what my question is
Will I move on, am I just gonna be dead again?

The Exorcist

Lyrics:
"Thank you for-"
"I didn't have any worries for the real world"
"What would you feel?"

Lost Souls

Lost Souls (Intro)

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Lyrics:
Make a cloud for my dreams when I'm fucked up (Fucked up)
Put a lighter in the sky for the trauma (Tramua)
And it's too much to be fucking with the drama (Drama)
Yeah, it's too much to be living 'thout a comma

Are you still gon' remember me when I'm gone?
Are you able to find me when I'm lost?
I feel like my generation, still I feel alone
Always feeling pushed aside, like the friendzone
Made a promise to my family, ima' make it
But a promise make a promise when you chase it
Yeah, yeah, shoutout to the homie Justin
Still remember making raps in his basement

Make a cloud for my dreams when I'm fucked up
Put a lighter in the sky for the trauma
And it's too much to be fucking with the drama
Yeah, it's too much to be living 'thout a comma
Make a cloud for my dreams when I'm fucked up
Put a lighter in the sky for the trauma
And it's too much to be fucking with the drama
Yeah, it's too much to be living 'thout a comma
Make a cloud for my dreams when I'm fucked up
Make a cloud for the times we was hopeless
Make a cloud for the times we was hopeless
Yeah, put a lighter in the sky for the moment

Clouds

produced / recorded by Denni Aliester

[LYRICS]
I can feel it in my bones,
I got temptation for killing you hoes,
You think you know me, the little you know
I write the name on the script on my stone,
Life was a riddle that lived in my dome,
This is a vision that sits on my skull,
I was just grinding these bitches was dull
But did no harm to a glistening soul,
Scabalous scars are impacting my art
Watch me laugh in the dark as a loner,
Rabidly starve for an actual heart
Interactions get hostile and colder,
The sadness is spoken, the glass looking broken
Ain't have the consoling to grasp on a shoulder
I face a cold shoulder, still balance composure,
To know the joy of growing older

Pages turn, I decay an urn,
Past the way I fate I've faced and the way I've turned
Past the weight of day and the rain at night
For the race of time, know this ancient word
Pages turn, I decay an urn,
Past the way I fate I've faced and the way I've turned
Past the weight of day and the rain at night
For the pain of life, I can make this right
Test your days with suppressing hate
Their pretentious ways, oh the mess they made
In their mental space, one they regulate,
tryna replicate what one emulates,
Test your days tryna spread a smile
Be content a while, love you anyway,
Test your life but don't test your bones,
When it's set in stone, your progressing soul

I got death on my head, you should know what I'm repping,
How the fuck you tryna judge, Christ made me a legend
I told 'em "I'm my own God when I'm going to Heaven"
I ain't Moses, I'm the one who's gotta give you the message
I got death on my head, you should know what I'm repping,
How the fuck you tryna judge, Christ made me a legend
I told 'em "I'm my own God when I'm going to Heaven"
I ain't Moses, I'm the one who's gotta give you the message

BONES

Written, produced, and mixed by Denni Aliester

Lyrics:
An old soul, I find my lost journal
My mind is not vernal, my thoughts verbal got me nocturnal
A universal gravitation to my old circle
Gravitation, for that I lack an explanation
It’s quite the math equation for my imagination
Don’t exaggerate it, ‘cause for me? Math subtracts elation
Divide me in that subject, so what’s next?
A fun jest to some, pressed, as love rests?
A rough sketch could possibly make me lust checks
But I’d rather come best if I’m gonna come get bankroll
Make dough, roll dough, and get cheese,
Like pizza, a sliced piece of your friends greed
Test your intent as a friend, or a former enemy
Pretentious normal energy
Too formal? Let it be, for their spelling bee
Answers to your questions will always be the letter “Ci”

Sunshine

Giant Record Player

Written, produced, and mixed by Denni Aliester

Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
Time travel, two surely fine plateaus
To turn to my past though? Internal mind battle
Am I right? Can’t I write something simple?
Nothings simple, it’ll come to just a scribble
When it comes to tryna describe complex emotion
Perplexed commotion is probably what I’d expect from most kids
Perplexed commotion like knowing the future
The lore will be sooner, don’t ignore what to do first
Knowing that modern tech is something no one can comprehend
Along with this, told you it’s sooner, it doesn’t contradict,
Just along with this, you don’t wanna stop success
Why not leave the future alone for you might alter it?
Unless it’s like a river flowing and throwing a rock in it
No stopping it, it honestly makes a lot of sense
So do whatever your heart desires
Spark ideas, let my bars spark the fire

(Hook)
Time travel, two surely fine plateaus
To turn to my past though? Internal mind battle
Am I right? Can’t I write something simple?
Nothings simple, it’ll come to just a scribble
Time travel, two surely fine plateaus
To turn to my past though? Internal mind battle
Am I right? Homie I will never know
‘Cause that’s probably a question that the world will forever hold

Time Travel

Sunshine Island

Written, produced, and mixed by Denni Aliester

Lyrics:
(Hook)
I grab a glass of lemonade, make sure that my head is straight,
It isn’t but I can pretend and grab the lemonade
Fine fine lemonade for an exquisite cuisine
I drink it and I feel like a fiend
I grab a glass of lemonade, make sure that my head is straight,
It isn’t but I can pretend and grab the lemonade
Fine fine lemonade for an exquisite cuisine
I drink it and I feel like a fiend

(Verse)
I take a sip from a glass or a cup, don’t matter
The laying lid as it is shut I go back to
And take the lid as I adjust, twist it up
And lift it from the top and I got a sip of some ‘cause
No cap I enjoy the taste
Low fat that’s the choice I make
Helps me go to sleep at night, healthy note to be alright
Even if I don’t I still need it when I’m sleep deprived
‘Cause you know how insomnia is
So kudos to the bottle that is
I squeeze the lemon time and time again
I see the beverage and I’ma buy it then
Lemonade, lemonade, my addiction is
Lemonade, lemonade, mini fridge filled with
Different tints, it is Brisk, different flavors
When I’m sipping it then I’m a different creator

(Hook)
I grab a glass of lemonade, make sure that my head is straight,
It isn’t but I can pretend and grab the lemonade
Fine fine lemonade for an exquisite cuisine
I drink it and I feel like a fiend
I grab a glass of lemonade, make sure that my head is straight,
It isn’t but I can pretend and grab the lemonade
Fine fine lemonade for an exquisite cuisine
I drink it and I feel like a fiend

(Verse 2)
Lemonade no Beyonce
Extra rage, then contained with the soft drink
Got ice on ya wrist? Got ice in my cup
Odd price for the sip? Not nice to give up
Why pay attention to statements and take advice?
When life gave me lemons I ate ‘em, tasted nice
It don’t make me sleepy, nor erase completely
The rage beneath me, but homie, it can make it easy
To manage, advantage within, but I won’t
Develop a dependance, and then get to die slow
So let me drive slow, on the extending high road
New dimensions, as I head in a progressing spiral
And it’s difficult, letting it down
I’ll admit that I’ve been drinking an unhealthy amount
Of Lemonade, so before I’m leaving in the worst way
The beverage may not have been needed in the first place

(Hook)
I grab a glass of lemonade, make sure that my head is straight,
It isn’t but I can pretend and grab the lemonade
Fine fine lemonade for an exquisite cuisine
I drink it and I feel like a fiend
I grab a glass of lemonade, make sure that my head is straight,
It isn’t but I can pretend and grab the lemonade
Fine fine lemonade for an exquisite cuisine
I drink it and I feel like a fiend

Lemonade Fiend

Written, produced, and mixed by Denni Aliester

Lyrics:
All is surely missed, the boiled ill result (ill result)
This is raw and poorly mixed like spoiled milk and salt
I’ll save you and your mother a plate, ‘cause you brothers is fake
Make me something to taste I haven’t had before
Bad galore your raps enforce
As the track records we could get a lab report
It’s the last resort to try to find me (Find me)
Pass the torch, y’all lack the force the mic needs
The mystique of a younger man that lurks respect
Fills the seats, they don’t understand a word he said
Like tryna’ educate me in a class room
Had to ask the question lately, what did rap do?
For me? Gave me a voice, I’m giving y’all one
Surely I’m making a choice to grip the tall funds
But that’s not the reason I spit, ‘cause the reason I spit
Is for these lyrics that I read with a lisp
It’s no good to completely script facades
No hooks on this like a vegan fishing rod

Thunderstorm

Written, produced, and mixed by Denni Aliester

Lyrics:
Try to make some room, just pass some empty space
Try to face the DOOM like unmasking Metal Face (Yummy food)
Like the media consumes out of fear
The puppeteer feeling so amused
Save a plate, the main mistake they made today
With radio play is the sound of rappers who bathe with apes
On the charts, I got the spark, let the fire work
Pop from jaw droppin’ bars, best admired work
Rhymes burn like retired shirts from fired clerks
I serve these wild herds, this is my Earth
The worth of your mind and it’s usage being 5 percent
Is mesmerizing, yet I can’t even seem to find mine yet
JK, anybody like my jests?
The right side I’ll combine my left so my minds complex
Like my content, ain’t got a mandate
To work a nine to five, serving rotten pancakes

Mmm, yummy pancakes
(It’s a real treat, here’s why)
Enjoy!

I don’t pack heat, I spit heat, just know the difference,
Control your distance, I’m sicker than the COVID sickness
Cough cough, you scoff off when I spit this
Raw lyrics that shows the moss on your mistress
Too sophisticated? It isn’t very untrue
I make you wary, come through,
And let me scare you, one, two
Like a horror attraction, glory of rapping
Enforcing reaction to abnormal compassion
My hands shake, I honestly can’t wait
To make ya’, flip ya’, serve ya’ rotten pancakes  (Hey, come back here with my pancakes!)

Rotten Pancakez

Written, produced, and mixed by Denni Aliester

Lyrics:
I still feel alive
Even when I’m deprived of my sunshine
Don’t be brash about it if you want me here
We continue

Raincloud

Written, produced, and mixed by Denni Aliester

Lyrics:
Your 3 AM, my 3 PM
Making music ‘cause me need it, I be tweakin’
I been healing and missing the zen feeling
The pen spilling ink of what I really think, ‘cause

(Hook)
I still feel alive
Even when I’m deprived of my sunshine
Gotta see the rain
If I wanna see the sun shine again
I know I’m not alone, but there’s something that we all gotta know
We still be alive
Even when we deprived of our sunshine

Sunny Days

Denni Aliester (born December 17th, 2005) is an independent underground rapper and producer from Detroit, MI.

Denni Aliester is known for experimenting with “boom-bap rap”, taking influence from industrial music, as well as new-wave hip-hop, ambient music, metal, and other genres.

Denni started making music at the age of nine and has since then sharpened his abilities as a producer and a rapper, while still reflecting the image of a student of the music industry. Denni typically handles the graphic design behind his musical artwork and social media presence.

email: dennialiester@gmail.com

Denni Aliester

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