Earl Sweatshirt - Solace (Instrumental C)

Ahmad Jamal - April in Paris (1966)
is the original

solace sample (earl sweatshirt)

puzzle - loose cannon (sped up)

I do not own any of the music in this! Credit to Tv girl and whoever helped make this

TV Girl - Loving Machine - Instrumental

Puzzle - Loose Cannon instrumental but it's better

Earl Sweatshirt  Solace but its the best part

flash casanova

This did pretty well on youtube, so im putting it here for those that want to listen on the go.

April in Paris, but its the solace sample.

Solace (Instrumental)

Nostalgia-Slowed and reverb - Votabias

Produced by randomblackdude
Recorded, mixed, & mastered by Jay Wonder
Artwork by Jay Wonder

2015 Self-Conscious

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Lyrics:

And if it's like that the whole time
If it's like that the whole time, we'll be alright
I stayed up all night, but it's alright
And if it's like that the whole time, we'll be alright
I stayed up all night, but it's alright
And I done stayed up the whole night, but it's alright

It's me and my nibblin' conscience
Nigga, I'm fixin' to give up
I been alone for the longest
It's trouble the way that we joggin'
Nothin' gon' save us or stop us
Me and my nibblin' conscience
Nigga, I'm fixin' to give up
I been alone for the longest

It's just me and my thoughts wit'
Nobody
I'm trapped in The Matrix, baskin' in fakeness; need to chat wit' some agents
Over wine glasses and steak and grasp an arrangement
I only cypher 'cause I want a way out
But I won't happen to make it
Blasted by a tank; it's war here
And I'm not The One
The forgotten son, so a dark night
I'm Bruce Wayne
Black sheep of The White family
Papa-abandoned
He wasn't there for me
Carelessly parenting, apparently
Man, it's deep
Sanity ran and flee like dog, shit is buggin' me
Ugly, so I hide my face
And hide away where my momma stay
I pray I die today
She wann' kick me out
I wann' find a place
But no means, so I just hibernate
Pack the bags under my eyes; I'm trippin'
Said goodbye to visions
I'm tired of this shit
Goonie bought a new whip
I ain't jealous of his car, but I envy his drive
I'm feelin' heavy inside
I'm unproductive, deterioratin', goin' stir-crazy
Some reluctance, fear, and impatience
First Lady is missin'
Way in the distance
Probably taken; a Mrs.
Or datin' a nigga
Heart vacant; she's smitten
See her face in them pictures
Fuck it, though
And fuck a hoe, if I can't fuck a hoe
Fuckin' hoe
I'm feelin' depressed
I'm feelin' the stress
I'm feelin' the weight
I'm feelin' regret
But it's back to the music
Though there's times when I wanna turn my back to the music
'Cause it's hassle to do it
I get passed and pursue it and stay focused
Even when you think no one see you, some take notice
Self-conscious
Physical and mental health problems
Bloggin', from the center of solace

It's me and my nibblin' conscience...

the center of solace feat. earl sweatshirt

Jay Wonder