Fortress Of Solitude

i thought if i could feel like anything to anyone
then maybe i could feel like someone to me
i can see two sparrows in the beautiful sky
i can hear the caddy's rollin' by
so i thought why not be everything to everyone
but that don't work and i just feel like a jerk 
most of the time

like a blockbuster movie and its hero
like something that relates to my own life
they just blew alotta money on their number one guy
but through and through the cast was uninspired
i'd like to write a movie bout a hero
but it'd be alot of work and i'd just feel like a jerk
if it didn't turn out right

the streets moan from an open window
but its curtains for us all
the cartridge blows in an old nintendo
and it's a game with no final boss

i thought if i could feel like anything to anyone
then i'd like to feel like someone to me

produced by chris jarvis

The Jerk

i remember when i was timid and small
and the opposite when i got taller next fall
and the opposite stickin' pins in a world 
that's surrounded by the dark

i remember when i was distant and dark
and the opposite wouldn't come through in my art
so the opposite just got trapped in my heart
and then the opposite of that was like..

i remember when all i did was shoot hoops
thought nobody could really mess with my crew
and then opposite when i finally met you
and then the opposite, the opposite

i remember when i was earnest and kind
but the opposite started stacking up in my mind
'til the opposite got drowned out and resigned
and then the opposite of all of that was like..


there ain't no trophy
for smoking weed everyday
so i build these monuments
to how my time's spent


i can't remember the first day of my life
but since then nothing's happened that hasn't already twice
and i'm never any more prepared than before

Opposites

wrote some songs bout being sad
wrote some more cause that's a drag
oh shit look up it's the sun
one headlight, 2am

nate dogg g funk that's my jam
mtv taught me to dance
the driveway where we learned to play
grand larceny locked you away

and i just hope i can get this money so i can pay
for the years i was thinking there was more important things
and i just hope i can get this money so i can pay
for the years i laid awake trying to find a way

Get This Money (Feat. Mic Write)

anticipating the new fad
is just like waiting for a summer that has already passed
so i just stand up by the window like a bug in a glass
or an ape at a gate

and late at night you can get real bored
when it's hard to tell the difference between peace and war
so i just wear these old flannels and these new air jordan's
like a shield like a force

and i can't move an inch to fake a smile
and nothing's wrong and nothing's right
can't move

New Nostalgia

when they called my name
i didn't know what to say
except to stall and claim i didn't understand the question

and when they put me out
i didn't have any doubt
that there'd always be a man asking me questions

i'm pretty straight on that old high
i'm pretty down for some new kind

nah fuck that
it ain't that far to go

just like my notebook
hearts paper thin and scratched out before anyone saw
unseen unheard
my best work

Old High New Kind

Wistful nostalgia, of the vein innate to many millennials, is the mood pervading from Detroit’s resident alt-R&B crooner James Linck. The singer's plaintive falsetto has become the subject of conversation in many Detroit music circles.

Get This Money (Feat. Mic Write)

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