Redemption

Facade

Im a nonconformist living in the forest, focused on this wicked wisdom that is for us, my consciousness is so focused, no motion swimming in ocean and flowing, constantly waiting a flow switch, and now that Im on this, Im fina go motha fuckin bomb shit. But really Im a shaman eating hella fucking ramen, spitting hella fucking nonsense that is off the top of my noggin, uncommon is my own slogan, Im rhyming often, my lyrics put a body in a coffin, my destiny is in my pocket I slay this shit like im talking. You bop this in your metropolis, opposite of an opulent, not on this like I am Krombopulos (assassin from Rick and Morty) killing every cosmopolitan by depriving their oxygen, inhale the halogens, psilocybin inside of my iris just like a virus, Im a nihilist scientist playing violin, recognizing that reality is silent, I’m reliant in this violent asylum. 
Have an epiphany off a tryptamine blissfully, now I’m differently recognizing my synchrony, vivid imagery in my mental proximity, I’m keeping consistency, symphony of all this symmetry, have the ability to lyrically, kill up a village so brilliantly, but really my perspective here is ugly, and lately I don’t want nobody but me, so sonny run and come see, what a cup of tea is this discovery, in summary, you know that I be covering, conspiracies, divinities, that I receive, proceed with ease, don’t skip a beat, it’s one of my idiosyncrasies, peculiarities are such a rarity, societies a parody, with sheep that a parakeets, similarity is not the remedy, we need some new propensities, to achieve an innovative clarity. 
These humans just need some enlightenment, all this entitlement in their environment, making their primals so vial I have a reprisal just switch the direction of spiral, suicidal to revival, the bible is losing all of its disciples, reach a new high note, travel for miles, just to see that your living in a cycle. Discrimination is a concept, just like these objects, they do not exist, nothing is separate, I hope this gives you perspective, reflective of expected skeptics, from this domestic detective, bestow direction encrypted in all these poetics, inner dialectic, intergalactic, but diplomatic, even with all of my antics, I see that life is my canvas, and I hope someone on Earth understands this…

Epiphany

Verse1
Are you looking for a reason to be living to be breathing making something out of nothing like the conscious be?
They done took us from a fetus fed us shit that we been eating every yearly after yearly what the monsters feed
Put down the plate pick apart that feast fat in the stake clogging arteries
Blood in the vein full of tar indeed that shit infects to the farthest reaches
Daughters, nieces, nephews, sons, all I see's what's next to come
All I see's what's next to come that prophecy's like setting sun
Set it into motion with a kick start good god let it all happen while we sit smart look sharp
Death is in the closet where the hooks are put off opening the door with a foot-stop shook off 
Stop don't scram blotter drip drop dose ran
2 hundred micrograms on a stamp giving blessings on your trip into the psychedelic land no plan now watch both hands as they melting drip drop don't panic all a sudden feeling frantic feeling manic hearing voices sounding sick until your sanity's vanished.
Chorus
We sweat we scrape we sweep them dirty deeds under the rugs
The steps we take will weave reality what's to become
We sweat we scrape we bleed we finally won't bite our tongues
We live we work we breathe this poison air we've had enough
Verse2
As above so below it looks uppercut sucker punch with them bows and hooks
That the punks like trump on their throne throw good in their trunks got the guns and they sold them goods 
For to fund all the scum and the wars they push keep the drugs in the slums and this (supposed to be the but messed up in the take) poor stay shook 
Rich are dumb they say none bout the torment look other cuff of the stuff in the store we took  wait
Suddenly summoning something to say puppetry puppets keep puffing away 
Bluff n cheat none of these touch on my faith the blood we beat pumps a heat tough to sedate 
You wouldn't even wanna alter my state the more I change the less I falter or break
Hakuna matata it's all gon be great when we finally see to the fall of the state
Chorus
Verse 3
Better pick it on up with the shit that y'all got better live it on up 'fore you hit the last stop 
What ya figured y'all was you was thinking y'alls gods what a shame that ya came to had it figured all off
Guess it didn't add up shoulda did ya math bruh answers in the data that ya shoulda had run
Life we're livin have one none more don't forget it so I spit with passion while we're splitting atoms 
For the war playing lord of the ethics of the people who are pieces like the pawns in the chess game
Heart is torn I implore we all step above the needle of the tv we're all paused better press play
Quit the screens watch the wicked mess cave very next day work for good until the chest cave let's say that they had it all wrong came to set strait listen to the words of the sensei
Hey damn wachu doin wachu doin how it be?
Hey man watch me do this watch me do this alchemy
I'm smoking on my balcony I'm feeling high as falcons be 
I say hi holy Sally D she rock my world like palpably
Give felonies for fallacies committed bet I tally these 
Make melodies from maladies that sickness turn to balladry 
Hey kid wachu learning wachu learning how your to be?
Forget that shit and watch me turn this watch me turn this doubt to belief

A to B (Prod. by exes)

Audio Engineering by Profoundsound

I got water in bones I got water in my blood 
Come from aquifers below rainclouds up above
Acid blotter to the dome ripped it open it was rough
See the seas are poisoned radioactive salt-wash for scrubbing
Down them dirty digits digging ditches for everything you loved
Shit it’s your decision make a living atop the grave you dug 
Children of God forgiven? Lost the wisdom create sin from mud
While the water glistens toxic with this venom culture pumps

I got water in my bones I got water in my veins
I’ve had offers to atone yet they’ve gone and slipped away
Shrooms the author of my code teach that today is the day
To abolish what was known throw away what kept us caged
Music fosters all my hope channels chisels it as stone 
Decay and rot the natural foes oh the irony it goes 
In their path I’ll have em froze thus I kept myself composed 
While the water glistens toxic with this venom culture totes

I’m tryna redefine my whole paradigm yet we scarcely
Read between the lines cuz we’re scared to find it’s empty
So we bleed and shine soul sharing time it’s heavy when we
Speak of legal crimes against the shared devine there’s plenty
Lever the levy the evidence gets shred to confeti 
Spread it is messy we misspoke when we said we was ready
Set go locked and loaded with the knowledge that we toted
The eye that’s on the road only sees a meter a moment.

Water In My Blood - Prod by Sond3r

333 is an album taking TruthSeekahs creativity and artistry to the next level. Covering topics of all things esoteric, psychedelic and spiritual this album deals with TruthSeekahs experiences and encounters from behind the veil of illusionary reality.

Beauty Of A Thousand Suns

Lyrics to be posted
Engineered and recorded by ProfoundSound at Cabin Studios.

Baqi X RenLo X Dr. H.I. Jargon - Memory - Prod. by ᴛ ᴀ ᴍ ᴍ ᴜ ᴢ ₇₀₇ & Luna

additional help from 
Cherry Thomas (Vox)
Chris Aguilar (horns)
Wyatt Matson (keys, percussion)
Vivian Arthus (artwork)