FTC: CT and Beyond

I made this back in 2017 and did a lot of cutting

Dragon House

This song was inspired by a metal band, Rings of Saturn’s album Lugal Ki En. just want to speak my truths, and fantasy. I hope you enjoy, more on the way. Thank you

Spaced Out (unfinished)

A birthday present to myself, doing the thing. I left this track as is, to remind myself of how it began

From The Concrete

Mastered version. had so much fun making this song, just letting the words do what they do. poking fun at myself and just enjoying it for what it is

O C D

This is about surviving battles with mental health. Hoping you all have someone to look to in those dark times. If not, remember it gets better, YOU GROW. Reach out!

Guide Me

Bringing anime, space, and science together

Arrival

A lot of negative reception to my music, so I’m just gonna leave this here for y’all to figure out

wHo aM i?!

Dream State

Party Hardy

Big shout out to everyone that believed, inspired by my love for anime with a twist

Cicadian Rhythms

This song is for the daily fight within, spread peace to humanity through the actions of the lost. See the beauty in life that they cannot, while chasing your dreams. Stay Alive. 🔥🔥🔥

From The Cracks

Swordsmith’s Prayer

FOREIGN

EFFINGUP

Ever struggle with. . .LIFE.
 STAY TUNED🎶✊🏾 *🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥BEAT BY ANU EL*🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

ECHOLALIA IN THE KITCHEN 

(VERSE 1)
I keep seeing shit , 
think my bolts are stripping . 
You would probably seek repentance
if yo manic visions were as vivid .

This vehicle is not depicted 
but only given to a new soul ,
for you fit your key in the ignition .
Just listen !
I’m so persistent , 
the mission’s ,
to stack bread like white men or
the Federal Trade Commissions .
AuDHD vice grippin' . 
Like DMX I can’t get up bitch ,
I’m slipping. 
But they know I’m reel as fuck ,
like I’m fishing .
Throw a line out on 10 ,
then bust the right triggers . 
PERFECT RELOAD !
Strapped with a Hammer of Doom 
and Titos ,
my spirit sword cuts through the beat , 
like a fucking cheat code !
I just skate on the track ,
I groove to it . 
Jet set bitch , radios on 
This space music 
Watch me lose it !

 -(Chorus)
Echolalia in the kitchen 
while I’m chillin with my dope bitch .

Echolalia in the kitchen 
while I’m chillin with my dope bitch , stimming .

Echolalia in the kitchen 
while I’m chillin with my dope bitch .

Echolalia in the kitchen 
while I’m chillin with my dope bitch , stimming .
(Let’s get back to business)

(VERSE 2)
I SEE venom and synonyms 
in all directions .
Like the Symbiote ,
stretching beyond all of his imperfections .
It’s a blessing ,
walking this earth ,
but with this curse ,
and somehow I seem to make this shit work !
These words and phrases .
I just repeat em .
These thoughts are potent . 
I have awoken .
The inner being . 
Shouted through PHASES ! 
I always see 'em . 
He is the beast and . . . 
I have to feed them. 
For This Character’s evil !

World is deceitful .
Isn’t it crazy how I’m sick ,
but you niggas is mental ? 
Shining down on you 
like a Flock of Seagulls .
May as well shit while I’m at it .
I’m bombing down on you 
beyond the Rings of Saturn
I be blasting 
(all night and day) 
My reality is higher than a starship
A Rick Ross boss , bitch ,
but I’m Slim ! UH!

Done started another genre
This is Space SHip-Hop 
I keep the ray gun in the saucer !

 -(Chorus)
Echolalia in the kitchen 
while I’m chillin with my dope bitch .

Echolalia in the kitchen 
while I’m chillin with my dope bitch , stimming .

Echolalia in the kitchen 
while I’m chillin with my dope bitch .

Echolalia in the kitchen 
while I’m chillin with my dope bitch , stimming .
(Let’s get back to business)

(VERSE 3)
Embossing the fabric of reality , 
it costs , but it's FTC . 
Only the Finest of The Cloth 
like a boss , 
I'm a Kingpin ,
Michael Clark Duncan . 
Spread the green for miles , nigga .
100 and runnin and I barely 
took a dunk in .
I brandish the 'tism 
for all to witness him slippin'
even at functions .

I AIN'T MASKING NOTHIN !

So R.I.P to resting in pleasantries
until the world’s end

Overstimulation’s building skyscrapers
that I couldn’t erase even if I wrote it paper .
My dimensional shift was surely major ,
for the Lovers and Haters .
I don’t blame you,
I was born to be a savior ,
see the sequels .

Echolalia in the kitchen
with my dope bitch
keep me from going 
crazy on you people .

Cause if I erupt ,
that’s Nagasaki level beams 
cleansing evils !
A new dawn ! 
The world'll be peaceful .
I’m For The Change ! ✌🏾

DASH CAM

Tried to tell em 
I’m From the Center of the universe
White Dwarf diamonds 
and all these shits about to burst 
May I Let Love Enliven and Rise 
Beyond the fires that’s scorching
And then I open up my blinds in the mornings

Lighting up 
I swear I be so fried 
The sun be wavin’ 
when I walk by
now that’s Hi

Packin a bowl on another planet 
I manage to see the Solar System 
from different lenses
I’m so candid 
but yet manic
Somehow able to manage
the daily doses of dopeness, 
like Cudi Feeding Through the Cameras
Kids See Ghosts sometimes
but then still even a man
is afflicted with illness that
he don’t understand
DAMN!

This is the Flow That Creeps
but I’m getting weird, iykyk
It’s From The Cheech
From The Coffin, I speak
Like I’m Blacula’s offspring
but I walk in the day 
Feeding on the Community
My blade is always off the leash!

Opening third eyes 
but they still blind
so I creep From The Curtains 
hoping I can see me in line
I’m FTC, the description 
was Fitting The Crime 
of lighting Fire To the Cabin’s Logs 
one time
Cause I be lost sometimes
I gotta find me
Feel like I could be right behind
The Jutsu is Shadow Demon Binding
So I call on the lightning
The Elements are right beside me
Raiden everything in my eye’s reach

Never forget that trip
see I was cruising in my spaceship 
when on came Dip
followed by Jsopayed and Fatal Book
That dope ass shit
Then the vibe was complete 
when Sensei said it’s just “Like This”

Power level on Meliodas
without the perverted nature, 
the broken sword, 
and the groping
I swing swift 
and cut dimensions open

Now I’m connected to the source 
so as I speak you can see the pedals 
unfolding…blooming…and growing

I start my day with Ring of Saturn 
and a rollie
I’m the lawn chair they left for dead 
in the family shed 
still folded
I’m coming 
but For The Culprit
This is strictly For The Chosen
The Foundation’s already Crumbled
I row up The Flow of the Cold rubble
till I have spoken 
all my words and troubles
then decent upon humanity 
and pop your peace bubbles!

Lugal Ki-En
A Senseless Massacre 
I’ll leave you nothing
In a Desolate Paradise
I’ve been Infused with something!

Cause TIME AFTER TIME
gotta remind ‘em
That stars have to shine
If it’s shade
BLIND EM

I throw my chakras to my feet 
and walk over the surface of the Sun
like Jesus rolling a bleezy 
you couldn’t see me

Mad chemist on the beat
they never heard of me
I break Metal down to molecular levels
that’s Mercury

I’m MURDERING

every flow and rhythm
open verse I see

Dimensional irregularity
they tried to murder me
Like Dip on “Open Hart Surgery”
the divinity’s surging
then madness fades behind curtains 
and I realize I’m just a person

But Zamasu if he had an intention 
equal to kindness that’s killing you
probably through a cyph or 2

Crashing down to Earth
I saw destruction and dirt
among the twisted landscape 
beauty and artwork 
in all directions
From the Cabin I abandon
the vessel

Got tripped on a couple thorns
now my favorite shirt is torn..
I know the mission’s important 
never abort it
been talking this whole time
and forgot to record it
what have I done

This is the end of Scout Log 1
the exploration’s only just begun!

👀 NEW EP COMING SOON! 👀

Martian Dawn

Plank

Dream

I can FEEL the boundaries of myself bleeding outward... 
Connecting...Turbulent...Flowering
A constant...
Further into The Cosmos. 

Becoming! a little bit of everything...
...of everyone!

It is certainly, truly, frightening...
to be
Floating through the chaos🛸

...free to choose the fire...
from which *IT* shall spawn
the coffin which holds the fallen, 
shall rise ! 

and be...
ALIVE !! 

...BE ALIVE ! !


...what Artist doth not Lust upon the canvas ? !

FTC: CT and Beyond

FTC Miller