sweat is dripping down my forehead and i’m wiping it on rhythm
tempo fixed to Big L spitting put it on and i don’t understand it
as i understand the system that i’ve built to split the difference
between everything im running from approaching in the distance
distant city streets i used to sleep with em below my window
widowed from that house i had to dip and let it wither into
memory and nothing else an act of cowardice to kill
the tempo i had felt and didn’t want it battled with myself
i relive it every night
when it gets quiet and the lights are out i see it
when my eyes are closed
projected in my mind
in slow motion it’s a funeral
of what i couldn’t cope with at the time infecting in my soul
exceptions i expected i was patient for the wrong reasons
waiting on some sort of saving grace i didn’t earn
turn the seasons
every passing change in weather in me terror manifested
as i realized the assistance i was desperate was rejected 
in this tumbling life you gotta learn how to see
not what’s in front of you but what it could be
things are calmer and i’m not sure that it’s better
so much easier to blame it on what’s happening and leverage
anger in directions far away from where i’m set and
stuck the mud is only here cause i put water on the dirt that i came from

temperamentally, i tend to never leave my bed
head is spinning yet at least i feel ahead again
said to my cousin lately “fuck it, i’m the only one depending on me”
all my homies know i’m distant they get to dipping on me

honest, i been feeling stuck
time is different when it’s something steady given up
pursuing fixing situations written shittily in lyrics
leave to piece together difficulty, only please the critics
holy fuck i need to change

epoch w/ melmige (bailey daniel)

The Vocals/Poetry: Gena Storm
The Music & Sampling: C. Double34 Music
The Additional Music: Vei Beats
The Artwork: The Infamous Strategy

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My Bodyguard (Gena Storm, vocals)

III stax

Kiss The Ring (Prod. 6PRESS)

built 4 this ft orpheus

ORPHEUS- FIND PERC (RIGHT THERE)

Authentic to a fault 

Keep the niggas
Who was drenched when we was swimming with the sharks
With me 

Caution to wind
I remember feeling round the dark
Til we sparked it again

Was tryna 10 & 2 my dawgs
But I was tending to my mental screws

The friend or two
I lost was 
The frauds in the end

Midas palms on me clenched,
Might’ve caused em switch

Baby Micah not to fall for
That’s falling from a cliff

I been fighting off the law
Tryna tighten up the talk

Igniting that exhaust pipe
Exhausting my whims

I been writing all my scars 
They jus thought we was them

They had my auntie on probation
Had the 12 outside my window 
When I’m yawning
When I’m waking

Had to bail from off pillows
Ain’t seen mama in some days
And ain’t seen me in even longer
Keep a guard up on my face 
look at my sleeve
U see I’m heartless



I’m sedated every summer
If I make it thru the winter
Ima make it out the jungle

They afraid cause they ain’t love us
Ima take what they ain’t give us
Ima chase it ima hunt it

JUNGLE

JUNGLE (PROD. BY KEEMTHECIPHER)

Cover by: 
Jackson Fabiyi
https://twitter.com/milldtemper
https://www.instagram.com/milldtemper/

Produced by:
Cloud Boy
https://twitter.com/cumulusnobleman
Instagram.com/cloudboy
https://soundcloud.com/createcollective/

Elkay Sapphire
https://twitter.com/thepourist
https://www.instagram.com/thepourist/
https://soundcloud.com/elkaysapphire

Lyrics:
It’s close enough to what i constructed,
Baby I’m corrupted,
What I consume is polluted,
Movements they see and mimic,
Blew it to see my limits,
Still miles off,
Like to talk as if it’s closing in,
The most we been in contact as of late,
Very minor of exchanges,
My name is around every corner,
On every porch,
I resort to my training to stay dexterous,
Hands 360 to mask my imperfections,
Far and few between,
But truly I can hardly picture the difference from now to the dawn,
Carryin on,
Gone blind to timelines the happenings overlap and then,
I pick a present to plant me in,
Shut my eyes,
See a world on fire,
Ignited by fighting over green,
Not gon show it but know it’s what I need,
My imagination layers everything with anger,
Loved how it feels to be a shield,
Now I’d throw you between me and the danger,
Cell division she placed restrictions on my abilities,
I’m really pleased with leaps I made,
Repeat the cycle I’m insane,
Why dont I expect the same?

Lost in the blur of time,
Was high in love,
Now I just love getting high,

Effects endless,
I’m dependent on shit which I question the realism of,
I only feel this because I care enough to make sense from it,
They see me in a coffin or in cuffs,
Insomniac, resist a rest,
Cuz the dreams too intense for me,
Certain imma make it but is it meant for me?

Blur of Time (Produced by Cloud Boy and Elkay Sapphire)

J Wade