static [chunlimixx]
(J. Harrison, G. Boothe)
Written by John Harrison
Produced by Knxwledge (from 'VGM.6' - purchase at knxwledge.bandcamp.com)
Contains a sample of 'chunlipls_' by Knxwledge (VGM.6, Self-Released, 2020)

hit the bands when i land i be handing shit
called a prophet with the flows that are rambling, spliffs
all get smoked when im diving from the back of the bench
racks cooler than the bottom of the Mariana trench
Diving deeper, tickin tickin with that time bomb flow
Never needed rhinestones to keep my mind in the zone
But it’s hard to stay loaded when you're focused on this paper right
I need a check, I don’t need a fuckin savior right
strung up inside a web of lies and truths
but i break through the bullshit i keep a cape too
what that face do? knowing my beats got the space with through lines 
and im dilligent to keep my face cool
with my paper, it’ll come in due time
from the bottom of the barrel to the top of the burj in dubai
superman with the cape but my lasers is these lines
and ill be kicking my ass pass the past cuz I

[2x]
i need these hands up
i need the 4-5’s aimed at me to jam up 
the crowd around me sittin need to fuckin stand up
and i need the space in this venue to amp up

spent my winters in my room locked up and depressed
when i really could've killed this shit all up on the net
don't wear the gildan, homespun underworld is what i flex
with the flannels and my five panel, know that we're up next
hope to stitch your seams shut if you ever try to press
keep it buttoned up, buttercup, never wanna stress
call a dark horse on me cause nobody ever guessed
choir kids on knowledge beats would be running up these checks

who would've known pretty boy with the voice
making noise would destroy all the records that he'd ever fuckin set
i avoid all the boys with the toys
like the ars and the tecs that be aiming at my motherfuckin neck

static [chunlimixx]

Elsesser, Sage. "Peach Cobbler." Navy's Reprise, Freedom Sounds, 2021. https://navybluethetruest.com/collections/digital-albums.

jet lagged as fuck, staring thru the glass
espresso in my hand, 3:30 kickin my ass
sprawlin out of dreams like im runnin late for class
then it’s back to memories of the experience we had
amsterdam streets, runnin up the tabs for a month
demons in my heart i’d have masqueraded once
when i was zoned out in my dome, pervasive sums
of cash flow, buying coats, you ain’t better tryna stunt 
get better tryna heal
kat, joe and brandon pulled me up, i’m trying still
ash taught me stick my chest out, say fuck doubt and make enough to crack the seal
max and braedyn brought me out to party, i can still
hear the bass across the milky way, feel the vodka spirit
in my chest, roots fest, sashiv puff exotic, clearest smoke i ever seen
dancing thru the night, mirrors on the dance floor, fuck you staring for? 
we’re the nearest to the top
running up a check and i’m never gon stop
in the face of blood orange suns over ziggurats
concrete surrounds me, i stay close to the heart
of the city, facing fissures
pictures paint a thousand words, my paper’s fifty pages
couple beats, couple spliffs, i stay up in your tape deck
all open access when you play under the table
but i’m diggin thru the archive, never said that i made it
treat this as a statement
table of contents, outsider in the spheres of innovation
sifting thru the shelves like digging thru the crates, my sources never basic
[…]you gon’ have to learn some patience
this just the intro and i’m snappin off motivation
you had to see us there to catch the lines that i’m tracing
up the dutch stock exchange, but i can tell that i’m off track
wind it back to paris, gotta let myself fall back

[x2]
told her i’m goin no contact
never catch me in a contract
i can tell that i’m off track
wind it back to paris, gotta let myself fall back

travelouge

'table of contents' (Elsesser 2021)

i done seen a couple pivots, had some change in my life
reconcile the differences and pain from inside
drive in burger days, racing with the shakes in the ride
back to class, face stained with remains of the fries
on display graced the pages of my rhymes
but them pages ain’t around no more
ain’t no sprints up north
i ain’t the kid from down south no more
ain't buy my kicks and clothes off of clout no more
ain’t flex fake money to get rid of doubt no more
every cent accounted for
every debt gets paid
days on my own, ain’t a path i could trace
on the floor above garages, slept wherever there was space
see how far we came, 
but it’s only a taste
tell me what you want
tell me what you wanna know, i’ll bring in everything
can you say the same?

flight back to the states
no layovers, ten hours, lotta time in my brain
fifty three days to cycle through and regulate
got the idea for this tape
about halfway through, the whole city, associate it with my crew
we take the good with the bad
i’m the typa man to leave my love on the table, if the ride is bumpy i ain’t gon leave it at that
bringin back the funk with ahwlee on the track
but check it
my hair longer, my skin clearer
spent years trying so hard to duck the man in the mirror
now i watch his movements closely so
i can figure him out
if this shit ain’t workin we take a different route
ain’t no time to waste
so tell me what you want, i aint tryna stay the same

[cnt go back]
tell me what you want, we can do it
i’ve been down bad and i can’t go back
shawty said ride, keep moving
we’ve been gone so long, had to bring it back
streets telling lies, you can bring ‘bout that
shawty wanna ride to the music
i made her man jealous, said she can’t go back
shawty i feel you, we can cool it
you been dancing all and she won’t look back
shawty said fuck it keep moving
we all got problems, that’s usual
but imma still pray when i can’t shoot back
leave it everywhere, had to trace my tracks
had to leave [?], still on they ass
my ||||| ain’t a fuck |||||, go chase your bag
fuck around, fuck around, where you at?

travelogue

'conclusions [cnt go back!]' (Matthews & Ahwlee 2023b)

figure it out
(J. Harrison, G. Boothe, I. Gash, C.B Simmons, J.B Jefferson)
Written by John Harrison
Produced by Knxwledge (from 'Hud Dreems' LP - purchase at stonesthrow.com)
Mixed by zzzoro
Contains a sample of 'D1' by Knxwledge (Hud Dreems, Stones Throw, 2015)

shadows on the wall with a mic in my hand
vision's blurry as i watch the crowd dance
photographers think this shit's MTV
and as y'all can see, it's going according to plan
hit em up wit it, where they at though?
kill the show with the flow, then i back off
go home and record, i don't need to act soft
to know i got emotions that'll last, all 
eyes on me
no distractions on stage
when i hit the fuckin mic, i know y'all wanna press play
on the new shit, but for now it's gotta stay in the vault
not at fault, that's the way it goes these days
they don't need to replay old shit to know i got bars
wrote my lyrics before i had a car
now im seeing potential those wheels gave me
it's like the stitches to my stomach, this music saved me

and i know that you gotta find a way
it's getting tougher to make it through the day
but you gotta figure it out, i gotta figure it out, we gotta figure it out

check the digits, know where to find me at
down the boulevard in my hometoooown
moment's notice, pull this fit off like a lotus
people never used to notice but they fuckin with me now
i ain't never changed, stuck by me as they rearranged
never wanted timex clock, but i'm seeing thangs
different as i get older, no time for motorolas
keep a check on me, glad im up here shoulder to shoulder
with the boys i've admired since like fifteen
all i wanted then was the fame and the big rings
shit i still do, 
all the walls blocking me i phase through
maze shifting all around me but i make do
and the Earth is heating up but i stay cool
and i know it feels impossible to breakthrough
that don't mean we shouldn't fix the broken shit that we've all gotten used to
none of this shit would manifest itself
if i didn't put the time in and and invested in my health
the only things we need to topple those regimes
are microphones and living with the knowledge in itself

car noises

'conclusions [cnt go back!]' (Matthews & Ahwlee 2023b)

john harrison

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