A lover 

An Exorcism

'There is a series of 7 equations that can be used together to figure out how to run a given distance in the shortest amount of time.'

The Conduits Of Running Away (from someone)

The Acclamations Of Calamity And Fear _[drop from] The Conduits Of Running Away(from someone)_

It’s the seasoning of quarantine, 
I dive right in, bless those that 
reminisce of concrete in lisamin, 
everything’s so foreign, my own walls,
 might fuck off and marry a lebanese, 
until she was like ‘i demand closure. 

 You need to chill on the doja. 
How many times I gotta tell ya?’

 She proceeds to blow out my lavender kush and dip out
 i swore she stole a gold chain and some HBA tees. 

And it’s times like these,  
I always go back around to that one time when i thought about you
And 
i think, you told me that one time you used to think about me too
And
 when i really start to peer inside myself i don’t need no prewritten lines to redeem myself to make a statement that i be feeling myself

Gone are the days when we conversed
Nah now we coerce
Fear that which don’t follow me

I cherish mine and they honor me
stacked pillars of longevity elongate my mane of existence she says my ego’s getting the best of me. 

I calmly respond,
'Who cares?
I just hope they remember me.'

Concrete In Lisamin (rough cut)

INSTRUMENTAL VERSION 

Orchestred and Assembled by JOON

3 Extremes (instrumental)

LYRICS:

Hours upon hours my psyche will 
devour thoughts of such flowers with passion.
For vines like thine intwine like rhyme with spirit, a riddle, a mission.
Such hymn needs trim, a phantom limb, a victim, an act of incision.
For my mind is not mine and thus are such signs, 
who steers this mad intrusion?


Mama mama
They say i’m a criminal
And All i did was murdered the beat!

조져버렸지
Ergonomics got my brain’s menstrual
Fountain flowing 
her legs open 
she says
I killed it 

ah shit 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    


They say i’m a criminal
Botong 5 star General
Song for the mutes 
너희들은 모르고
Shoulda kept your dick in your hands
Molerat burrow yourself with a shovel

Check for what
뭘 봐
나 봐
잘 봐

보통 5 stars

General 

They say i’m a criminal
And All i did was murdered the beat!
조져버렸지




What she say?
She want more drugs?
Fucking go away

아 시발 존나 귀찮아

I heard a voice
It’s in my head
No the noise
It’s on my skin again
It’s crawling down


She said wipe your tears
Bitch you don’t know me
It’s lonesome here

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And when i enter rap mode
 guaranteed this gonna be the finale,
 i better fine tune the nerves
 before they explode,  
i’m set on making a few millis. 

What can i say?
Hey
I see you running in fear out of m-my way
The terminology is spray,
 hey

Yah 
I be like who the emcee afar
I hit it from the

That’s a
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Written, Produced, and Assembled by JOON

3 Extremes

[all means to an end]




Artist Note: each piece is a representative of a beginning to an end and like all tales, each piece must be experienced from start to finish

For A Rainy Day