Furnishings is re-uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only. This album will be available for streaming & listening until April 4th 2024.

On April 5th, this album will be removed from SoundCloud. A permanent / free download link for Furnishings is here:

https://haswrath.bandcamp.com/album/furnishings-prod-kev-brown

Vulcan Signz [Prod. Kev Brown]

Times Change Pt. 2 [Prod. Kev Brown]

From Present 2 Past Feat. MAUP [Prod. Kev Brown]

Big Bang Theory...The Universe Began With A Robbery [Prod. Kev Brown]

The original version of Life [Prod. J Dilla] is on Bandcamp:
https://haswrath.bandcamp.com/track/life-prod-j-dilla

Life (Beat by J Dilla) *Slowed*

Raps by Haswrath
Produced by KALONS
Mixing & mastering by KALONS

Lyrics:

My block is the quietest block in the city
And if you can get with me
I'd like to keep it this way
The streets is empty, sundown the feet carry me
Over concrete, the nike swoosh be my chariot to behold
Until they bury me in gold
Behind the corner store
Where sanctuary is what we make of what was given
Living through this love & war
I can only take what's been gifted in the first place
From my birthplace to the reason for the name's allegiance
To inner vision & inner peace, relief from the grievance


A prayer 4 peace 
4 my people to prosper
Beware the beast & stay cautious
A prayer 4 peace
4 an equal portion
A prayer 4 peace
from Southwest Portland
Where the dead are respected
& the living collective
Just a word 4 the set of the gracious
This is protected by the HALOMAKER



A rush of blood to the dome
Ushering the judge to the gallows
A plush home in the mind when you find time will tell
In due time the truth is revealed
Allegory written on your face like a poem
Folding paper planes & where we go
No one knows
When you can't trust what is said alone
Instincts kicking in
A thousand suns become one in one breath known
Truth & consequence
No surrender, no retreating
The glow of night, when the flow is right
From the embers breaking
Remembering the sacred, remembering the breath taking
Unless the drums intervene
Call it a stolen moment, call it golden
Call it a reminder, Call it silently for the hopeful


A prayer 4 peace 
4 my people to prosper
Beware the beast & stay cautious
A prayer 4 peace
4 an equal portion
A prayer 4 peace
from Southwest Portland
Where the dead are respected
& the living collective
Just a word 4 the set of the gracious
This is protected by the HALOMAKER


Now commence the bringing together
Of the missing glyphs, the tipping scale
The drifting through rain, snow, sleet or hail
The pain from the meek make this name one to keep
Like the flame within alive
Write or die until we're united with what's above us
Fight or flight & the mind blinded by what covets

Haswrath has wrath 4Us
Good evening to the peace keepers
Middle finger lingers 4 the deceivers whose pretense is weapon
One index finger extended to the sky 4 the believers
As the infinite reaches, through timid speeches 
Man vs. machine when the gimick ceases

Prayer 4 Peace Prod. KALONS

KALONS was kind enough to type out the lyrics after we recorded this. Many thanks to anyone listening.

Raps by Haswrath
Produced by KALONS
Mixing & mastering by The Otherside Of The Names

Compass Freestyle Joint references Huey P. Newton's book, TO DIE FOR THE PEOPLE. https://www.goodreads.com/en/book/show/220415

Lyrics:

How many times did i miss the heart
When i kissed the clock
& the mission begins commencement
With a spark of the entrance to the otherside of the senses
I pick up the line 2 make sure my brother's in his right mind
On time within the rhyme
Without time again re-defined
The meaning resides in between deceitful signs
Pointing every which way
Pressing play hardly pressed
Testing faith the stars be the compass
I can hardly rest with this mess of my surroundings
Compounding stress where worlds collide
A hungry writer at the luncheon using these bars as the function
Carry the zero
Bury your hero's
With the raps it's too easy, I was clearly shooting free-throws
And just remember the name Haswrath, I don't have answers
Nothing free in this world unless it's a free lunch from the Black Panthers
Word to everything Huey said
Cause i can imagine a planet where Fred Hampton isn't missing in action
To die 4 the people so my people can stay ready
To write 'til we're all equal the fight begins from the cerebral
Extends to the stereo a moment of clarity
To carry your cross even farther
Cut your losses, transmuted lessons
How many times did i kiss the heart
With a twisted dart sent from the plane of remembrance
A new day a new dawn ever since
The vision embarked upon these steps
This path i walk carved from the blood stains of those who came before me
Live & let live, it's a love thing 
When Allegory has a story to tell through dialog
4 the ones who never fell off
4 the ones who know time will tell
With deepest regards
Stay awake to the ways of the world
No sleep until the message of the stars prevails...
Shine on young man
Shine on young woman
Blessed with these scars, we counted lessons where they counted loss
Royalty we be to the heart's frequency
Tied to things, alive within
Cut from a different cloth like embroidery
So i couldn't give a fuck less
Of what you think of my success
Kept my ear to the street
With a sound sprouted from the ground
From the cracks in the concrete
Hope 4 the brave
In the form of a rose from the grave 
Between light, between the cracks & shadows blanket the mind
Unseen to the naked eye
What i got i got to give
What i got cannot be taken within this
The last one who tried to was made witness to the Creator's omnipresence....

Compass Freestyle Joint Prod. KALONS

Raps by Haswrath
Produced by KALONS
Mixing & mastering by The Otherside Of The Name

Lyrics:

Spit it like my last breath, with the first glance of a dream
Spit it like a rain dance to the rhythm of the unperceived
4 the ones who believe
May the rain fall down
May the waters renew
May the clouds be proud with what they do
May the rain fall down
May their waters renew
May their waters cleanse the spirit
May the spirit be moved...

Biters get their enamel scrapped
Suppliers ride in on camel saddle back
I got that fire on time, burning stanzas to ash
Learning the candle's path
A shaman on the mic
Equipped with the tactics of W.R.A.T.H.
Behind the drum kits kicking like wallabee's 
Practiced the craft on public property
Pure ecology when Has press play
Massive thanks 4 the ones who can't stop won't stop
With this drop my spirit pulls rank
Glowing hot in the sky
Throwing rocks at their tanks
Took back what he wasn't given
In a notebook in a book bag
He explains the art of war
With a hope shook from the forgiven
He maintains the art of living
Approach the beat like a sleeping owl
Carry on tradition as the sequence howls
Back drafts every time is the policy
Why he spits raps 4 the birds as they flock
With sacred herbs off the clock, he rocks the spot
As a hawk on the prowl above the lakebed calls the shots
Stay awake to the ways of the world so you're never falling off
Dreaming awake in a hallway of mirrors
Scheming on the stakes all day through the interference
Enter perseverance, centered in the worth of a human birth's occurrence
An ember to keep when you remember the peace bestowed
By any means, reap what you sow
Haswrath, i've had about as much as i can stand from this planet
Each one teach one so each will know
So each one commands overstanding
Know the ledge & that's half the battle
Foot loose & out of body
The truth hurts like the hands of Gotti
Every backdrop where the flavor's good
Every stash spot in my neighborhood
Every blacktop where the players play
Every line in every song
Every light translucent in every radio wave
Every flight transmuted in the eye of the storm
The mic controls the mind
Like the heart controls the pen
From the soul unseen to the soles of the feet
The drums got that planetary swing


Spit it like my last breath, with the first glance of a dream
Spit it like a rain dance to the rhythm of the unperceived
4 the ones who believe
May the rain fall down
May the waters renew
May the clouds be proud with what they do
May the rain fall down
May their waters renew
May their waters cleanse the spirit
May the spirit be moved...

Rain Dance Prod. KALONS

Rest In Peace Rudobuddha
Rest In Peace Robie Solar
Rest In Peace Mikey Sax
Rest In Peace Josephine Gauran

These are songs dating as far back as 2016, 2017. Some of these have been in the vault since then, and have not yet been unearthed, until now. Most of the tracks went unmixed & unmastered as I was still trying to find my way as an artist and have a very limited understanding of what a DAW could do. The songs from 2016, 2017 were recorded in Audacity. The more recent ones were recorded in Ableton 10. I tried to label dates for the ones I remember a timeframe. Thank you to anyone rocking with the tunes.

BE-SIDES VOLUME 3 is uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only.

Lemon Haze (Beat by Young Taylor) 2017

These are songs dating as far back as 2016, 2017. Some of these have been in the vault since then, and have not yet been unearthed, until now. Most of the tracks went unmixed & unmastered as I was still trying to find my way as an artist and have a very limited understanding of what a DAW could do. The songs from 2016, 2017 were recorded in Audacity. The more recent ones were recorded in Ableton 10. I tried to label dates for the ones I remember a timeframe. Thank you to anyone rocking with the tunes.

BE-SIDES VOLUME 3 is uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only.

The Bhagavan (Beat by Cookin Soul) 2021

Hold It Down (Beat by Kev Brown) 2017

Rest In Peace Dave 'Trugoy the Dove' Jolicoeur 

These are songs dating as far back as 2016, 2017. Some of these have been in the vault since then, and have not yet been unearthed, until now. Most of the tracks went unmixed & unmastered as I was still trying to find my way as an artist and have a very limited understanding of what a DAW could do. The songs from 2016, 2017 were recorded in Audacity. The more recent ones were recorded in Ableton 10. I tried to label dates for the ones I remember a timeframe. Thank you to anyone rocking with the tunes.

BE-SIDES VOLUME 3 is uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only.

Old Earth Intro (Beat by The Four Owls) 2016

good / morning / mourning was recorded from 2020 - 2021 at The Oasis (Southern Arizona) and The Sanctuary (Northern California). If I have a story to tell, or anything good to offer with my words...this is presently my best attempt at doing so. Peace & Grace to the music makers. Peace to anyone rocking with the tunes.

Raps by Haswrath, MAUP (where noted), Isomatic (where noted), HALOMAKER 

Production by NuBreed, MAUP, Has a.m.

Cover photograph by Has a.m.

Melancholia [Prod. MAUP]

The Lion's Den Feat. Isomatic & MAUP [Prod. NuBreed]

Bend Ya Ear [Prod. NuBreed]

Showin' Love [Prod. NuBreed]

"A good photographer is sensitive to that which the eye cannot see. This is how the medium teaches the photographer. When the photograph is better than the photographer, it is because the medium had intervened. A photograph registers a paradoxical moment: one that is simultaneously vanishing & returning."

~ Ralph Gibson

The Ghost Notes Theory is uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only.

This one is written to & for my homies, Koan & Rudo.
May Rudo know Peace.
Thank you to anyone rocking with the tunes.

Turning Tithes (Beat By Motif Alumni)

All I Do (Beat By J Dilla)

Until (Beat By Evidence)

HALOMAKER is Haswrath & MAUP.

Mantras was produced by Smoke M2D6, KALONS, Agar, Many Realms, Has a.m.

Mantras was written by Haswrath & MAUP.

man·tra
/ˈmantrə/
noun
1.
(originally in Hinduism and Buddhism) a word or sound repeated to aid concentration in meditation.

MAUPINDUSTRIES:
https://maupindustries.bandcamp.com/

Haswrath:
https://haswrath.bandcamp.com/

Haswrath - Thru The Speakers [Prod. KALONS]

Raps by Haswrath
Produced by KALONS
Engineering by The Otherside of the Flame 

Lyrics:

Two buds on a stem on the vine
True love sent from the divine
Knowledge of self & overstanding
How they shine
Evolving & dissolving
As the planet keeps revolving
Revolutions around the sun
Birth & death & rebirth & breath
The same days
From the same amazement
The same hate
From the same gun
The same ways of the same betrayal
A snake's face in the rear view mirror
Miles to the tank on empty
Styles 4 the thanks in each state of grace
To lift me
Beyond the cause & effect
Of the scars that tempt me
Who can take it farther with respect
4 the life & the living
From the same steps, the same breath 
4 insight the drums swing like Ken Griffey
The bass line sings
Like anything good takes time
So take time 2 see
When the rain comes, the same pain
Within the same path to pave
With the law of assumptions
An insane tongue cliff hanging
As the low end theory has been proven
Bass 4 ya face, faith in the drums
To keep this moving
Off KALONS quick flips of the drum kits 
All eyes rise towards the Bisquick
Haswrath go H.A.M. 4 the bread
No swine on mine
I won't neglect 2 mention the candlelit think tank
Protected by the effervescent
Reflected energy
Remembering the process
The bliss of memory
Coming to grips with centuries as they pass looking over my shoulder
4 the umpteenth time
Life of love, love of life
Through the unseen's eyes
Another day goes by, another year older
Coming to grips with remembering
What was & wasn't meant 4 me
Sent adrift with the ink blots
The plot thickens as loose lips sink ships
As the truth given a kiss to behold
A movement in unison with the soul
4 every heart that wonders
4 every part to play
On this world a stage
A Penny 4 your thoughts
I went the Hardaway 
4 every summer's death 
4 every winter's kept
I am my brother's keeper
4 the life of love
4 the love of life
4 the worth twice that of the price
KALONS threw the life preserver
With the right flick of the wrist
Nice with the hands
Haswrath on the beat like what it do
Like the swoosh of the Nikes on my feet
Like winds to sands
We pass like ships in the night
Spit it with some wind 2 my back
With the night sky holding the candles
Yes yes y'all I'm still housin' 
I'd walk a thousand miles
Sparked from lifespans
Just to make sure you're alright man
Daps with the right hand
Solo dolo thru my city
Proper focus with the jargon
Large in the margins
Across the heart with hope 4 life
A lost nova across the sky
No cross over appeal or record deals to divide us
Live & let live
Spit it from the soul 4 the ones who know
4 the ones who grow in knowledge as the Earth rotates
Cipher Selah, that's on my own time 
With one love 4 mother earth & father sky...

Earthbound Prod. KALONS

Raps by Haswrath
Beat by Ant of Atmosphere

Self Love is uploaded here for scholastic and research purposes only.

Lyrics:

I knew a kid named Craig
He used to stay around the way
Sly smile, dark eyes & a gait that stated
He wasn't the one to play with
When it comes to the payment
Carried a gun for the insurance
This was after something else got to 'em
When I knew 'em we grew up together
Called him my brother, though he was a bit illogical
We used to have fun playing dominos
Shooting hoops at the park, sparking backwoods behind the church
Praying the pastor wouldn't see
This was just before he started packing heat
& it was always time for some action
He was stacking digits, 4 the love of money
Religious when it came to the name & the reputation
Ain't nothing funny
4 the hardened hearts it gets gritty
I was washing dishes not privy to the hustle & bustle
Of the ones who tussle with the law in my city
I used to count on Craig to provide the tree
& everyone in my company got lifted
Little did i know he was providing other things
For other people
Until one day, Craig met the reaper, it was said
In the form of a rival crew at his door with 44's 22's and the big ones numberless
Now of course Craig stood his ground & refused to give up the goods
That's just the cost of the boss, i guess, but i digress
Lost his life for the equivalent of the first & last month's rent
The things we would do without a true connection to the Creator above
The things we would do without true self love


I knew this lady named Haze, slightly insane
She pushed a bucket but drove it like a Mercedes
I used to admire her mind, the way she didn't give a fuck
The way she didn't give up
From a broken home but nevertheless she found ways to cope on her own
Big dreams & big plans of leaving the city
I knew her brother, he was a mark & couldn't quite conceal it
Now me & Haze was kinda cool, even considered the trust known among us
We used to skip school to take turns puffing bones
Making out in the Taco Bell bathroom until class was over
& it was time 2 go home
I even used to want 2 fuck her until she started lacing the smoke
Now i don't mean to be rude if that's your mood
But i was never that kind of dude
I always liked my high straight with no chaser
Chronic leaf & a half of a Black & Mild goes a long way
Heedless to the ways, the lace had her acting wild 
Needless to say, the lace started fucking with her days & nights
Staying awake pacing & throwing tantrums
When she could be dreaming & being the answer
The dancer in moonlight, the missing mathematics
Still though time can be tragic
For real though, blind to the light of the inner eye
Haze developed a never ending panic
I couldn't stand the static & it'd been some months since I seen her
4 the hearts of granite it gets gritty
Word around town was that she eventually took to the streets
Started turning tricks in the Motel 6 across the river
4 a pimp called Cash taking risks for the bag
Until one day it was said 
Cash finally had it with her antics
& threw her ass out the room, the only home that she knew
The things we would do without a true connection to the Creator above
The things we would do without true self love

Self Love (Beat by Ant of Atmosphere)

Lyrics:

Sirens in the night
Why you think I wear my sunglasses
The drum pass the smoke
When the young ask the old
How did it go back then
Tell 'em uncle Hazzy had flow back then
As for now I have to go
Make sure you stay bold
Even when the homies don't roll
It's a toll to pay to unfold the ends
The whole world today
Unfurls through a broken lens
My poetry is spoken unspoken
My chosen peace speech for protection
The might of the pen
On time again
Swinging like a double bladed trouble maker
If I could just turn back time and sit for a think in the ink well

For the times I found my hands
On the other end of unfounded plans
And my family knows I'm greater
And my family is HALOMAKER

As the word gets picked
Fresh from the vine
So time is a kind of truth
The roots of dakine
I put it in the air with a prayer
That you'll know what to do when its needed
And heed it
Lest the next step crowns the silence & the silence we become
As for now the word just bounces from drum 2 drum

Haswrath the keeper of silence
When pork comes round the block
I stay silent like paint drying
Like grass growing
Either that or my feet be swift
Catch my drift

This is just how I get down
When I get down
Nothing less than ascension
Stay fresh stay blessed
This is protected and known all along
E.T. phoned home
Haswrath 4Us we be the poem
Written by father sky
We be the home at home with mother earth
From my town to yours
For both sides of the thirst trap
I hope your heart gets easier
And your mind finds healing
May the meaning created
Be the vision you're seeing
Life respected, light reflected
Haswrath 4Us bring the charge to the spark
The catalyst of movement
All things in motion

May my new shit be one time for the mind
For ones in time spun on reminders
Likewise to like minds
Through the silence & the silence we become...

Passing Joints from portland to berkeley with love was written & recorded on 11/23/2024 @ The Kaleidoscope in Flagstaff, Arizona. 

Raps by Haswrath (of HALOMAKER)

Beats by Odd Nosdam (of Anticon)

Passing Joints from portland to berkeley with love is uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only.

Passing Joints from portland to berkeley with love

Drum 2 Drum [Beat by Odd Nosdam]

Lyrics:

At night i lay awake
My cousins live in a different state
My brothers playing by different stakes
This ain't horseshoes or hand grenades
This is my life
I live it with a capital L
Still, i live it well
& I got a hunch
If you want to step into my shoes
You'll have to jump
Welcome to america
The largest open air prison
On this side of the crimson
Dim lights & switch blades
So watch what you speak with this size
Six feet of earth should be enough
To keep the enemy guessing & checking
While Haswrath crunch the numbers for breakfast
& ditch the evidence
They still feel a certain type of way about the real
I still put it down on drums
That's the deal
For some there's no achievement
For some there's no believing
For some it's minced meat between their teeth
When they open their mouth
For some there's no convincing
You know, dumb cats
Lacking wisdom
Haswrath do the math before rap
Haswrath brandish Texas Instruments

Passing Joints from portland to berkeley with love was written & recorded on 11/23/2024 @ The Kaleidoscope in Flagstaff, Arizona. 

Raps by Haswrath (of HALOMAKER)

Beats by Odd Nosdam (of Anticon)
https://soundcloud.com/odd-nosdam

Passing Joints from portland to berkeley with love is uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only.

Restless [Beat by Odd Nosdam]

Lyrics:

All i need is a minute of your time
Of my mind
I'm in need of assistance
You got a dime?

This is day & night
My name is stagefright
Pick up the mic
Like a freight train
Picking up speed
This is midnight
My name is need
You need to pass the mic
I'm flashing lights in the rear view mirror
Of your sub-conscious
My aim is progress
My game is The Babe
Calling shots
Eight ball corner pocket
On my corner in my city
I was a mourner of the gritty
A loner with a pretty lady on my arm
At all times the talk is proverb
A knife through butter
Only g-d can judge me
The flow is lovely
Wire cutters to the alarm on the Saab
Down the block
Can't we all get along?

Passing Joints from portland to berkeley with love was written & recorded on 11/23/2024 @ The Kaleidoscope in Flagstaff, Arizona. 

Raps by Haswrath (of HALOMAKER)

Beats by Odd Nosdam (of Anticon)
https://soundcloud.com/odd-nosdam

Passing Joints from portland to berkeley with love is uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only.

A Minute Of Your Time [Beat by Odd Nosdam]

4evers is an ongoing musical exploration into Spiritual & Physical realities. 

4evers vol. 5 was recorded @ The Lion's Den, SWPDX summer 2023

Lyrics:

Re-mind the crowd
Re-wind this now
The creator delights in being known
In this theatre of arrangements
Props to those who pivot
Non stop, this old chop of the block
And luminosity of the stoop
Honesty, integrity
The bending of time with a hammer, a grammar flammable & prudence sings
What it does is up to us
The man with the hu, being one with god
Suppose i'm wrong about generate operate dissolve
G-d walks with you, venerated, propagated, properly prophecy involved
The porch light stays on as a reminder
From the rosaries in notebook pages to the sands of Tunisia
To the hands in plans overstanding what's supposed to be & just what needs yah

Everything is everything
Everything is everything
What no eye has seen
What no ear has heard

There's no stopping the truth as you know it
Pop lockin' to the sounds of the moment
Joints so phat, you need poster paper just to roll it
What do you know, who's askin' for me
This is flight time on time
This land ain't property
For the priceless, check the discography
A plush vision, a unified theory, a way out
Reality outruns apprehension
I might just hit you back when the time is better
The stars aligned, i'm on my 9
Signs of the times, mind of the ages
Nights they burn bright through blue hues of brilliance
Orbs on the ceiling over throwing stillness

If it ain't you it might be me
If it ain't true it can't be free
No matter what you're holding on that dotted line
No matter how many lions you tried to tame

Everything is everything
Everything is everything
What no eye has seen
What no ear has heard

Pray 4 us at the shoe aisle measuring the feet for the right size
10 is the one plus zero
zero is the equivalent of a perfect circle
nothing new under the sun save imperfection
An ever evolving revolving cycle
An infinite bend in the linear compass
Round & round we go
New day, sunrise
Renewed the self with no other
As representative
The breath is a rear view mirror & windshield in the same instance, kid

Everything is everything
Everything is everything
What no eye has seen
What no ear has heard

4evers vol. 5

Everything  Is... [Prod. Pink.Ice.Cream]

4evers is an ongoing musical exploration into Spiritual & Physical realities. 

4evers vol. 5 was recorded @ The Lion's Den, SWPDX summer 2023

Right Here, Right Now is uploaded here for scholastic & research purposes only.

Lyrics:

Two candles on the table
I'm just saying

O my how time flies
Time is fly
I remember it clear
This entire planet is fly
This entire planet is fly
A blue and gray marble made of some rock & water
Some rock & roll
Some shine, some scars from the tempted fears, five on the dime & endless years
You need something, i know a place
I know a spot
You heed something, you be something
You'll grow from straw
And grow up strong
You need something, you be something
And ride it to its fullest potential
'Til the wheels fall off
Oh you were asking directions?
I don't remember how to get there
And it's easier to be a mute than a damn liar
So for now i'll say peace & it is 4Us
Verified by the amplifier
While my dog looks on and thinks to himself
It's that damn song again
Who wear the mask to make the world their stage
Who starin' back through the memory laps & a rightful anger
I'm not saying, i'm just saying
Don't be a stranger, hit my line sometime
It's wild out here man, i want to keep the peace & keep the faith thriving
It's like the whole world's stuck in fast forward
And The Labyrinth has me knee deep at the rewind button
Who's asking for me, who's felt the presence
Of another heart through the mind
Yes the mind has a heart & the heart has a mind
And hopefully you don't catch me pedaling judgement
Before discernment, the realest thing about faith
Is it makes no difference what gets you through the day
The realest thing about faith
The illest thing about faith is it makes no difference
what gets you through the day
You can't front on the price of your vices
Walking to the smoke shop
With your head on a swivel, more lead in this pencil
The eyes stay read to the last issue, despite my rage
Many realms to unfold from one single heart beat
Without a difference to dismiss you
Haswrath, a stand up guy unless he's sitting down
Put your hands up high unless you're fitting my city's crown in the clouds
The best thing in PDX is the people
The best thing in the northwest is the people
And what do you know--it's young Defhaf behind the boards
Reminding me it ain't about writing your best shit
Or living your best life
Cause lord knows, the drum connects with the freshest perspective
The rhythm is universal, heart to heart
From the start to the finish, the first spark and the dimness
On the tip of the tongue, off the top of the dome
From the center of the universe & back again
Wherever that may be, it could be right here right now
Who can say? Whose knowledge is it
And whose language is it
Until it's a special edition
Haswrath Cadillac STS
Parked out back by tomorrow
I'll keep on asking
Right here right now
Who can say? Whose knowledge is it
Who's holding & who's shopping for who
Right here right now
Who's coping & who's stopping who
Whose language is it
Right here right now
And whose language is it
Right here right now
Who can say? Whose world is it
Right here right now

Each will tell through the lended years
Blast my shit 'til the speakers cry splendid tears
I'm not saying, i'm just saying

On the tip of the tongue, off the top of the dome
To and from the center of the universe
Wherever that may be, shit, it could be right here right now

Right here right now
Right here right now

Life goes in cycles, all things in their allotted time
Who can tell, who can try
Each will live through the lended years
Blast my shit 'til the speakers cry splendid tears
I'm not saying, i'm just saying
Right here right now

Right Here, Right Now [Instrumental by Kev Brown]

4evers is an ongoing musical exploration into Spiritual & Physical realities. 

4evers vol. 5 was recorded @ The Lion's Den, SWPDX summer 2023

Lyrics:

When i roll up my sleeves & put my hands to the earth
To plant a seed
To plan & see
To expand a bit of mulch & mud with love for the creation
without sulking over word before its bond, before the storm is the calm
Before me is two stop lights bleeding
I look to the sky for a brief glimpse
Of what's haunting, of what's daunting
To each their own
The each of to each their own

Late nights writing through bloody knuckles & lightning
This morning i let paradise simmer
A grim wind extends from 82nd to 1st Ave like it's winter
If i had one dime for one time
Not in my right mind to speak it slow
I just been staring into the soul of this candle
Damn Daniel, where did it all get dismantled?
Once upon a time, once upon a rhyme
Many worlds unravel
Many realms unfold
Realities collide like two sets of ram horns
Pick your side

When it's us & them, and no I'm not trusting them
Cause they always scheming on a meaning to fit that square in a round circle
And when they do I hope I'm on the last line of the Bhagavad Gita
Smoking a joint in the alley by the milkcrates
Watching the embers of my city flicker in the air like mercy
I hope you heard me cause my cousins live in a different state
And my brother is so close in age, you could hardly tell who's younger & who's older
For my family's name, may you be what you seek
Until the city's limits may you free what you speak
Cause somewhere along the way the mic was made into a guillotine
The mic transformed into a well i drink from
This one time i was so thirsty for a reminder
I fell into it
Just to transmute the sorrow paranoia loss & pain
Just to count my friends on one hand
And remember Matka & Pop really did that good work to reach the phoenix
Cause the word on its own is not enough to lift the spirit before the human
Needing consciousness, faith, work & experience
In this all consuming world
In this world of consumption
It's that time of the week to tighten the belt
In the mind sanctuary seeks itself,
What little did i know that g-d desires to be known
So i roll the drum & hold my soul to the playback
And sometimes its just a voice in my head
Echoing
"Say that!"

It's been a wild life
I couldn't say there's times i'm not shook
And at other times the cross walks
At other times i see 'em risen
A seer of visions so please
Look both ways before you cross the street

the word when its born, the word and its bond, the sword & the stone
Oh my L-rd i want to thank you for the endlessness
Closed eyes & hope flies
A dope line I wrote you, just to hold mine
Like some jewelry planted, with NuBreed passion
Water & dirt & rain & shine & light & time & breath
Faith & the divine & pain & days & nights & shame & i wanna fight
Two rolled sleeves & a ticking time bomb in the heart
Against the elements

The human tongue is not an adequate organ for expressing the deepest truths of life

Gospel Sweet Soul 45 [Prod. NuBreed]

4evers is an ongoing musical exploration into Spiritual & Physical realities.

4evers vol. 5 was recorded @ The Lion's Den, SWPDX summer 2023


Lyrics:

A glimpse of the otherside & 
When i felt that downtown spirit come alive
May this home be blessed
Through these days & nights remaining patient

On the plank of a hunger pang
How many times did i forget my name
Walking the dash backwards
Ashes passing from dusk to dust
Sparking a pack of backwoods on the last day...

I seen more than a few faces
More than a few traces of divinity
One plays guitar in the back of the sushi spot
The other plays his heart

On the plank of a hunger pang
Stomach twisted up in knots

A glimpse of the otherside & 
When i felt that downtown spirit come alive
May this home be blessed
Through these days & nights remaining patient

Market street & Park Ave
I probably seen it all from this vantage
The drugs do damage, yall
From the bent spoon in the gutter by the curb
Beneath the stop sign
To the CEO of Big Pharma & the day they stop lying


A glimpse of the otherside & 
When i felt that downtown spirit come alive
May this home be blessed
Through these days & nights remaining patient


I seen god's work in the rain 
When she stood beneath eucalyptus in broad day
A view exquisite
You could miss this 
If your vision isn't gifted 
With the lenses
Extended to the entrance of the moment
I'm still holding on
To my soul 
Until the whole world knows
Just some fish in a bowl
Just a wish to behold
To make home of the mind
4 the mind to be free
& the body...a vessel sent upstream 
In the realm of this rented physics

A glimpse of the otherside & 
When i felt that downtown spirit come alive
May this home be blessed
Through these days & nights remaining patient

That Downtown Spirit [Prod. KALONS]

4/8/2024 - 85 children have been killed every day in Palestine for the past 6 months. Free Palestine.

praying hands was written, produced & recorded by Haswrath (February 2021)

“Intensity is collective, even when it seemingly manifests itself in a lone personality. 
Tradition is a dream, and he who does not dream cannot feel his own past, 
and he who does not feel the past cannot feel the need for the future. 
A dream is tense and tension is the prelude to action.”

- Richard Wright

on the shores of a fading memory (praying hands) lyrics:

who got the nukes and the troops on lockdown
who keep the faith in the face of hate 
stakes is high now
who got the guns and who make the guns
who make war for peace / who rape the land
who sold dope just to try to make it out
who hold hope like praying hands

who got the nukes and the troops on lockdown
who keep the faith in the face of hate 
stakes is high now

as much pain as living is
we need each other
it can't be said more plainly
i dream in color and keep it cool in HD
asking what would jesus do if he ain't me
that's high def
i grew up on wyclef and vivrant thing
still feeling like i'm half way home////
there's something in the way that you talk
when you bring the unseen to the light from the dark

who got the nukes and the troops on lock down


as much pain as living is
we need each other


no justice no peace
it's like they want us fight for it
who runs the streets
i pass the mic for it
who runs these beats
i give my life to this
precise vision
i found my light within 
the same frame
that got me trying to maintain
day to day

the energy i get from music
is sometimes the only truth i see
cause i remember the time when this was the only truth i needed

the name is haswrath / pleased to meet you
i feel like they trying to cease my people
from reaching our zenth
when i say they
you don't gotta act like you know
looking back at the past to learn from it
that's fo sho, as the world turns
once again it's haswrath / i earned my style
like a phoenix i rose from the ash
i burn one down with a few questions 
i'm supposed to ask



who got the nukes and the troops on lockdown
who keep the faith in the face of hate 
stakes is high now
who got the guns and who make the guns
who make war for peace / who rape the land
who sold dope just to try to make it out
who hold hope like praying hands

like praying hands


who got the nukes and the troops on lockdown
who got that youthful spirit / it don't stop now
hope comes from within / mind body spirit
like some smoke in the wind /
we didn't start the fire / just seen it burnin from the jump 
as the world keeps turning / call it what you want
no attachments to my desire / though sometimes i need to check myself
this text is stealth / i wrote this in the shadows of crack alley
still trying to make it back home in one piece
from killa cali where the villains rally
to the east where the sun rises
no compromises when it comes to the way the pen moves
nah i ain't tongue tied / in this prelude to a dream
i can't truly be happy until everyone has what they need

haswrath brought the bounce
respect my mind
before he / puts you in perspective in 4D
i let the mind hang out
like the signs they bang out
i don't have the time / i'll let time take you out
sucker MC's should bow before me
watch what you speak
i just hope my 3rd line is 20 hearses deep



who got the nukes and the troops on lockdown
who keep the faith in the face of hate 
stakes is high now
who got the guns and who make the guns
who make war for peace / who rape the land
who sold dope just to try to make it out
who hold hope like praying hands

like praying hands

on the shores of a fading memory (praying hands)

Raps by Haswrath
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Mixing & mastering by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Recorded @ The Lion's Den, SWPDX summer 2023

KALONS & Haswrath 4Us Playlist:
https://soundcloud.com/kalons121/sets/haswrath-kalons

Written lyrics are currently unavailable for this song.

Tuesday Joint [Prod. KALONS]

Lyrics:

the fire of song reminds the mind
another tear drops
another casket closed
another year over the shoulder
the fire of song reminds the mind

iron sharpen iron, 4 iron to your tiny blinded eyeing of my sizing up of the scene,
you know what i mean? lately it's raining bad luck, sorrow's tears &
farther padlocked, daily it's the same shit, paying reality in strange shifts, straying casually from your block to my radius,
the falling stops crawling thru the alley mind first, of time's grip on the course,
of course, mindless shit for sport, rhymes in diamonds shit from a horse
blowing piff through the word
nightfall is my herb, snowfall upon crow's call from a vision of a migrant mind
riding silence with the force of g-d's right hand tougher than leather riding lightning, holding on 4 the astoundment
rights & wrongs through the numbers lifted from sound scan
silence as my right hand, silence as commandment
summer's blunders among us still they keep the Cipher Selah
the only law around here is Bossa Nova in the rear view mirror


the fire of song reminds the mind
get the name right when the flame's minted
it's all a game, life, just an aim right & an image lifted
the fire of song reminds the mind


A joint to the point to prove, nothing, too much to lose
Like forgotten nova's, the unnamed soldier the untamed poker face
Shoulder breaks cause every day i get older trying to get over reminiscing on the vision in glimpses
A grim witness of the big picture, slipping through mind frames
Drifting through time's maze
The eye in i, the i in eye
riding silence sitting shotgun to the fine print where irises grow wild like the style you've come to know
& I've come to love
Write like lightning striking from the helm of the den
Got nothing to tell to the hellish intent
Cause like Em I just don't give a fuck
About the ones who don't love us
Brotherhood & sisterhood 4 the ones 4Us
For the ones against us
they calling cops imposing upon the l-rd i am,

the fire of song reminds the mind
get the name right when the image is lifted
it's all the same, right?
The same pain, same blame, same game
We're not playing with a full deck
the fire of song reminds the mind


when the flow's done
with rhymes for the pay off, the day job is aligning sparks from where the fire starts, no sunshine when she's gone,
just the chaos of the beat to the feet marching on, the fire of song reminds the mind
shoe laces holding soles in place, retraced their stories through the wind
regrets & lessons, death & taxes--again & again
the voices of the dead, walk with me
4 every time i was carried, spark the leaf
solely to bless the weary, within & without, a cut above the doubt without a trace, surveying the underground above
the hush of the forgotten
Milwaukie Bucks on the pads
rented the coffin, tux on my tab
KALONS freak 16 levels among the ruins of the Greek colosseum
Haswrath stand the test of time like Al-Kazneh

the fire of song reminds the mind
The same pain you go through
The same mind you see through
The same strays i bleed through
The same time i reach through
the fire of song reminds the mind

With no apologies on public property
i lost my keys, trust the adrenaline through the craft--
walking these streets in time, a look over the shoulder is a backdraft
with a leash for the wrong & a fire starter for the leeches eating off our silence,
give my best to the comma's behind my AKA's
my kharma ablaze in the candlelit think tank,
holding on for show, the flow must go on with a crow on the other shoulder,
hope for the night growing strong
heaven saying less better men knowing not, it's the lettermen in a full metal jacket,
pulling back on a smoke stack with flows for the cherished, still holding on through a hope to be witnessed,
a kiss on the nerves, a word never heard & a rose for Mary

Winter Is Death. U Don't Lock Eyes With Coyote, Coyote Locks Eyes With U

Lyrics:

Standing tall like evergreen
Siding with my folks from this broken lens of mine
Sliding the cloak through a bend in time
Fire when you fear it
Higher when you're near it
Just trying to raise
The vibration
Of this planetary-space-station...
From the word when you hear it to the herb on clearance
There's only one 4Us
& one upheaval of the stereo...

Pulled back on the smoke stack
Pulled out of the back alley
With the fins ushering the shine
Reflected sunshine
They try to block mine, little knowing the mission was accepted
Before i could stand it, overstood the neighborhood
Overkill when the flavor's good
Sorta feel the tears stained 10 years older still
Down the block & around the bend
In the mind's maze of time
Sunrises infinite from the lowered brim
Slow flow didn't mind the Walkman
Rewind the lines to raise dividends on this spark then

Pardon me my memory's jogging
My story is told,
If it wasn't for Tha Jacka, NyQwil & Mac Mall
My opinion of self might not be standing here
Standing tall like the evergreen
High & mighty looking so fresh so clean
Green the first time the needle drops
From green to gold to make sure the memory's warm
Right of way this time of day, let our hope propel us
Beyond likes & mentions
Beyond linear timelines
A scholar in midst of the fare evaders
Still keep a couple quarters & some change
4 the smokers
Can you by chance spare a square today
I stand on mine livid with the city dwellers
Still walk it before i talk it
Still living 4 the moment on a rented dime
Still sending notes to the ghosts of my past
4 the hopeful vision on the otherside

Standing tall like evergreen
Sliding the cloak through a bend in time
How the light gets in
Before this planet fell upon the solar plexus
The mic controller or the light explorer
Travelling Light was midnight three nights in a row
Battling my own strength
Lesser versions, lesser voices of self
Sent through the mind in time here & now 2 refine the spirit

Standing tall like evergreen
Sliding the cloak through a bend in time
Fire when you fear it
Higher when you're near it
Just trying to raise
The vibration
Of this planetarium-space-station...

Raps by Haswrath, https://soundcloud.com/maup9000, HALOMAKER
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Mixing & Mastering by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Recorded @ The Oasis, Arivaca Arizona (Spring 2023)

"My sense of the West Coast, is that it runs from somewhere about the Big Sur River—the southern-most river—that salmon run in—from there north to the Straits of Georgia and beyond, to Glacier Bay in southern Alaska. It is one territory in my mind. People all relate to each other across it—we share a lot of the same concerns and text and a lot of the same trees and birds."

~ Gary Snyder


WILD LIFE is a surprise love letter to surrealism, a howling at the moon & at Self. Through incantation, observation & story telling, WILD LIFE veers into & out of the depths of human (& animal) overstanding, inner seeing & listening.

War & Peace Within The Mind

Lyrics:

Where are the kings &
Who's got the drop on the lay of the land
When it's time to eat
Who's ready to stay where he stands
& embrace the change of grains of sand in the hour glass
Where are the kings &
Who transmute the pain every day to get their power back
Everyone wanna be the king
Who stays ready to follow the lead of the dream
& not these followers shook from the steez of the original light
Mind of a king, heart of the brave
The word is bond the herb grows strong so i serve it
On time with this thing reborn on beats in the eye of discernment

Where are the kings
When it's nature vs. machine
Who can take it farther
Than the vision we've been given
By the latent systems of control
Late payments & they'll buy your soul
With no interest in the imprint
Their boot makes on your neck
Blunts laced with truth
So do what you wanna do
It's Haswrath 4Us & KALONS coming through
Over the underpass, under the overcast skies
Sending the cloak with hope through a bend in time
How the light gets in
How the word gets out
Mouth to mouth resuscitation
Of the time of useful consciousness

Haswrath got the vision on lock
Headphones lifted from Fort Knox
Rhyme styles wild like the life lived
Rhyme for miles unorthodox
So if the timing wasn't given
It woulda been taken
Can't stop the sacred without a doubt
From here & now 2 here on out

Where are the kings &
Who's got the clock in a stranglehold with the zeal
Who walks the block knowing angels are 4 real
Where are the kings &
Who's got the heart connected to the spark
Where the light of life begins & sends its best efforts to the breath first
Not even seconds pass by & the flashlight behind the eyes turns on...
Time to burn one down
Time to hold on & stay strong..

Raps by Haswrath, https://soundcloud.com/maup9000, HALOMAKER
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Mixing & Mastering by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Recorded @ The Oasis, Arivaca Arizona (Spring 2023)

"My sense of the West Coast, is that it runs from somewhere about the Big Sur River—the southern-most river—that salmon run in—from there north to the Straits of Georgia and beyond, to Glacier Bay in southern Alaska. It is one territory in my mind. People all relate to each other across it—we share a lot of the same concerns and text and a lot of the same trees and birds."

~ Gary Snyder


WILD LIFE is a surprise love letter to surrealism, a howling at the moon & at Self. Through incantation, observation & story telling, WILD LIFE veers into & out of the depths of human (& animal) overstanding, inner seeing & listening.

Nature Vs. Machine

Lyrics:

Eyes read the signs
Mind need the light
The blind lead the blind
Left off that cliff like swine

First to step get wrecked
Play your silence like a middleman
Jumped the fence with a planet on his shoulders
Took the stand with a broken name, a broken lens ready for lift-off, a hopeful glance from a pair of county issued flip flops
Read the room like a last chance
Played his silence like the last breath
Bit his tongue 'til he turned blue in the face
Judge threw out the case
He fled the scene in a green beamer
With tinted windows
A hint for when the ends is low, never lose a cent on what you don't know

Living large in the state of mind, with faith you'll find ain't no time like the present, ain't no truth given to no snakes
Cut the grass low on his way out the door
Never looked back, not even to count his subjects, one glance of his stash could turn your craft into The Green Mile
A half ounce on the dash and a mean smile behind sunglasses darker than the deep Nile
Meanwhile, the enemies on his person
In the mind by design
The energy of the nervous
All the time, all is mind
Good & plenty 4 your purchase
The money only moves
When the drum plays hands-free
Sans the cash & a plan b
Woke up in a dream
When a masked man daps me
With a TASCAM & a half-pound of Laffey Taffy

The remedy of hunger
Is to stay ready for the strange getting stranger
Re-arranging the stage through which the days play out
Night falls with a gun in her hand
The last man standing rises from the ashes of the sun's dance with timelessness

The judge is spun
Jury hung
The sound & fury
Fled underground
Only to rise like the light of 99 names

...being becoming plural

Raps by Haswrath, https://soundcloud.com/maup9000, HALOMAKER
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Mixing & Mastering by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Recorded @ The Oasis, Arivaca Arizona (Spring 2023)

"My sense of the West Coast, is that it runs from somewhere about the Big Sur River—the southern-most river—that salmon run in—from there north to the Straits of Georgia and beyond, to Glacier Bay in southern Alaska. It is one territory in my mind. People all relate to each other across it—we share a lot of the same concerns and text and a lot of the same trees and birds."

~ Gary Snyder


WILD LIFE is a surprise love letter to surrealism, a howling at the moon & at Self. Through incantation, observation & story telling, WILD LIFE veers into & out of the depths of human (& animal) overstanding, inner seeing & listening.

The Silence Of Owl Is Not Wisdom, But The Very Spirit Through Which Light & Being Are Born

Lyrics:

Evergreen Stands Tall Against The Tyranny Of The Day

Praying through the sorrow
Save those rain dances for the strays
Evergreen protect the air
Evergreen push the wind thru your hair
Setting a seed in place
When you need no trace
Pushing rhymes like the weight of deliverance
In the mindspace the pen held by Sisyphus
A poet's blood illuminates the path
Maple blood for the toast
May our honor stay true
May our vessel stay afloat

With a dime on the eighth
And a mind in the clouds
Pushing rhymes like the weight of a cloak
Off the shoulders
Of evergreen
The shroud is a better dream
Here & now
With or without a nemesis
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
This path unravels from the emptiness abounds

Loose Change was just the genesis
Pegasus day tripping
In your mind space
To move the chambers of that instrument
Beyond your two shoulders

As for the time
It's a fast alignment
He been climbing trees for the assignment
Since before Emcees wore Dookie chains
Since before time was time to the priceless
Since before you could mute the hate on timelines strained
Down since day one been the by-line
Ever since it's been high time to relate to the hue-man in you
My people, what are we doing?

Standing firm on this ground
I might leave like leaves with a seed tucked safe through a trap door carved in the sound
Cameras capture the damaged & the damages to the backdrop
Stamina devoted to the hope of the cash crop

You think you can own the land
You got your mind in a padlock
Cameras capture the damaged & the damages
From a vantage point getting stranger
Here & now
No shooting stars in my town, I usually skip to Seattle when they touch down
What a strange estrangement, following in the steps of what you used to be


Raps by Haswrath, https://soundcloud.com/maup9000, HALOMAKER
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Mixing & Mastering by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Recorded @ The Oasis, Arivaca Arizona (Spring 2023)

"My sense of the West Coast, is that it runs from somewhere about the Big Sur River—the southern-most river—that salmon run in—from there north to the Straits of Georgia and beyond, to Glacier Bay in southern Alaska. It is one territory in my mind. People all relate to each other across it—we share a lot of the same concerns and text and a lot of the same trees and birds."

~ Gary Snyder


WILD LIFE is a surprise love letter to surrealism, a howling at the moon & at Self. Through incantation, observation & story telling, WILD LIFE veers into & out of the depths of human (& animal) overstanding, inner seeing & listening.

Evergreen Stands Tall Against The Tyranny Of The Day

Raps by Haswrath, https://soundcloud.com/maup9000, HALOMAKER
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Mixing & Mastering by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Recorded @ The Oasis, Arivaca Arizona (Spring 2023)

"My sense of the West Coast, is that it runs from somewhere about the Big Sur River—the southern-most river—that salmon run in—from there north to the Straits of Georgia and beyond, to Glacier Bay in southern Alaska. It is one territory in my mind. People all relate to each other across it—we share a lot of the same concerns and text and a lot of the same trees and birds."

~ Gary Snyder


WILD LIFE is a surprise love letter to surrealism, a howling at the moon & at Self. Through incantation, observation & story telling, WILD LIFE veers into & out of the depths of human (& animal) overstanding, inner seeing & listening.

HALOMAKER - Stargatez

Lyrics:

Everything but the kitchen sink
A wish for a drink
& a dust pan getting closer with every blink
Mission to write rhymes
Mission to think
Wisdom thru the ages
Had a cold shoulder through uncertain phases
How the heart moves to the rhythm
Forever remember the fragrance of home
Potatoes & lamb chops in the oven 4 the light
I found my halo cross walking the stop sign
New bullet holes where the white letters meet the red paint, meaning another hot winter
Meaning protect your neck & know your reputation will either pay you or stray you
& it can't do both
& it can't do much without a knowledge of self

It was written since the beginning
Those riches found within
Reason why Haswrath has wrath
Why Haswrath stays grinning

Haswrath stay stealth thru the sound, carry the wealth
Of the sages through loose leaf pages
Keep a few trees for the forgiveness within the embrace
As a newly minted grace
Truly lifted from the grave
Thru stages of epiphanies in symphony
Symphonic with the energy
Symbiosis with the memory
To live & let live & let it be
Insane in the membrane
So don't quote this
I ain't said nothing yet
Can't fear the death without fearing the life first
& I swear to tear down every cell wall
Within my being to bleed through a mere ounce of the truth
With more bounce to astound
Until the enemy is down for the count
Live & let live & let it be

It was written since the beginning
Those riches found within
Reason why Haswrath has wrath
Why Haswrath stays grinning

It was written since the beginning
Those riches found within
In surround sound like the voice on this sacred ground of my word
Back in the lab cause rappers have the nerve to release less than their best shit
Bless this herb, from the beat in the chest to the Christ within the living consciousness
Life without fear, the enemy's tears soaking the shine of the headdress
A dream catcher

It was written since the beginning
Those riches found within
Reason why Haswrath has wrath
Why Haswrath stays grinning

I once knew a fresh prince named Emir
Carried a prayer in his heart
Drifting the lane in the green Chrysler mini van
Just 4 the spark
In search of wider horizons

A riot to the drums how we relate
Seen thru the thin line of love & hate
With milkcrates filled with records
A lecture for the vespers, a blade on the tongue in the situation
The raiders of the lost arc
Try testing the patience
With this lost art
Cross your eyes like the light of 1,000 sunrises

1,000 years behind the names is Crater Lake

Raps by Haswrath, https://soundcloud.com/maup9000, HALOMAKER
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Mixing & Mastering by https://soundcloud.com/kalons121
Recorded @ The Oasis, Arivaca Arizona (Spring 2023)

"My sense of the West Coast, is that it runs from somewhere about the Big Sur River—the southern-most river—that salmon run in—from there north to the Straits of Georgia and beyond, to Glacier Bay in southern Alaska. It is one territory in my mind. People all relate to each other across it—we share a lot of the same concerns and text and a lot of the same trees and birds."

~ Gary Snyder


WILD LIFE is a surprise love letter to surrealism, a howling at the moon & at Self. Through incantation, observation & story telling, WILD LIFE veers into & out of the depths of human (& animal) overstanding, inner seeing & listening.

Writing & Reading Amplified Transcendence, Haven

Raps by Haswrath
Produced by https://soundcloud.com/jester4real
Engineering by Defhaf
Recorded @ The Lion's Den SWPDX, 4/20/2024


Lyrics:

It's that time of the week
To tighten the belt
Just trying 2 be the light I seek
And stay felt like pool tables
Take em 2 school
Or take em 2 church
If you scared. Get 2 work
I been preparing flight from the stoop
Since the first bark or bite became jux
Since the fragrance of the divine shook
My block from my mind
It's been a while since I been about
More than this half an ounce in my sock
More important than plans that's fresh
Is these steps is planned out
One time 4 your mind
Two times 4 my cats who play the background

Born on the Northside of town
But it was the Southwest that had this faith
Best kept. This hate tested wits
Know the ledge when the end & beginning
Slide thru the boulevard with the same face
The same smile the same stakes
The same miles on the same breaks
& I was nearly damned where I stand in my shoes
Pardon me. I mean where I stood
So long as this flows on
It's overstood
Rivers in the palms of the hands
I'd be nothing without second chances
Watch your step when the second hand
Advanced past the swift grip on your guns
Even when the paths weren't passed down
With not a bit of remorse
& these days mine tends to tremble & shiver
Without pain who knows
I just been lifting these clouds from my brow
Drifting without a sign
Of life of time without a doubt
Without a trace every mask on this side of all the world a stage
Is dim lights when he strays...

I got a couple lines sent straight downtown
On the green light moving through the city center
Like hell is winter
Closed mouths don't get fed
Nobody's never scared
I'll never tell It's just the past
Some shit I did
Some shit to keep the lights on
Some shit I knew when the views was in need of clearance
A dream within a dream
With no interference
Look both ways before you cross that intersection
Until we meet again my friend at the crossroads
One time 4 that bomb smoke
Every time 4 the lost souls
We used to push that envelope
Across state lines
I'll see the snakes at my wake
Trying 2 take time
Trying 2 take mine
So I guess you could say
I don't have the time 2 waste
Time will tell
Every faith with a thousand eyes
Mad dogging my grace....
I tried suicide and can't stand the taste

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