be sure to check out the man behind the instumental: https://soundcloud.com/sythec and enjoy!

Lyrics:
"Hello kids welcome to this chronic freak show,
it's me your host with the most dope, Mr. Hypno.
Chrono trigger on the glock making time slowed,
see it through your 3-D TV screen, and get your mind blowed,
like you volcanoed DMT, 
and went to Taco Bell to find God there.
He's sitting in the back chair with a bitch who looks like Cher,
But its not Sunny outside its dark and real muddy.
And its not God it's me,
I use kinesis, no ghb, to get what I need.
Mind control, sublime taught me,
and my brain waves create ways 
to synchronize with Aphrodite.
I know a girl who got shocked by lightning.
She could see other worlds in was kind of frightening,
to watch her mind fighting, tell me now you don't
believe in ghost sightings"



Come Wel (produced by Sythec)

Secrets Bleed! besure to check out the man behind this instrumental: https://soundcloud.com/sythec 
 Lyrics:
"I can see you seep 
all the secrets that you keep.
Creep up completely free, 
your free too until I squeeze. 
I feel from the speed you breathe,  
makes me feel serpentine,
maybe its the way you look at me
with those black eyes wondering.
Squandering all of the strength I have, 
just to see your deepest past.

It bleeds out the pores,
I can open Doors.
An extraterrestrial,
I'm from other worlds.
I can taste your death,
I can start your pulse.
I am Alpha, Omega, 
I am Tutankhamen's curse.
Nursing my form to health
while feeding off yours.
Similar to stealing pills
out of moms purse,
parasitic passenger,
I need a ride to work.
We all hold secrets, 
and my list isn't short.
I'd like to drop into the sea shore,
float into the sunset,
and be picked up by my home world
with no regrets, eternal rest,
after enlightenment,
and violence is a way of reaching
places you can never get."

Secrets Bleed (produced by Sythec)

Some dark Imaginary Friends shit to bump!
be sure to check out the man behind the instrumental:  https://soundcloud.com/sythec 

Lyrics:
"A night owl sensing something in the trees is foul.
Compiling images of black eyes, and blooded smiles.
Running miles, just to get away from the sounds
of screaming child, deep in wild getting riled by
truck size demons with the drill bit teeth,
and they got them eyes kid, stretched back eyelids,
black gums and smelling like piles of burnt flesh,
brown liquid squirting out the tits.
They come from the place where my mind hid, 
when I was a kid talking to spirits like they were
my best friends.
The squid man was VIP on the list, 
Oh shit there went the best dish,
served cold upon the buyers wish, 
and brought out by the flying fish,
the forgotten fix that worlds don't need or get,
controlling the man who's head is a lid, 
that's where I hid my tricks from my parents. 
Drawing squares in the concrete, 
to meet the man who spawns out my hair.
I can feel him up there now.
His fucking fingernails like comb teeth,
sharpened to the point they could cut a fucking knife sheath.
Don't speak to them unless you want to get bit by beak.
Creep in the late streets found by the trail of toxic leak.
let me ask you do you believe? Its the feeling you get when you can't see. can't see, in the dark wondering where you be."

Control (produced by Sythec)

Worm by Jim West
Beat made by Mazik Beats:
http://www.mazikbeats.net/

Lyrics:
"Cut this worm in half, and two will not grow.
And I may seem stoic, but inside blow flurries like snow,
and I wish I had a clone to endure everything that life shows.
It's like i'm standing at the free throw with no arms,
suit of armor on. Young and oblivious like a dog pup,
yipping for ma but she ain't here so, I better wise up,
grow tall like an oak do. Sitting at the base of the tree
Grandma grew, and just think for an hour or two.

Hold on as long as you can cause we all lose no matter 
what career you choose, don't choose anything, 
but materials to use. Material world influence got
me hurlin like I drank 100 oz of brew, 
and spewed on the floor like a noob do. 
take a walk outside and do as the birds do. 
Sing to you, the trees, and the stars, and the moon.
To hide my scars I cast the mask like DOOM.
Diablo 2 on the PC, Ima meet Diablo too
when I fall green. Burried in the trees like a dead leaf. 

Sometimes I skip a page when I write raps.
I think I predict that its meant for that of the highest cal,
see I see inside like Shallow Hal, but its not a fat bitch
its a dead tree, and I connect all forms of perennial beings,
born of the earth like a bee is, rollin through the mountains
drinkinon some spring fresh pond from a spring fed.
I bled into the earth and yes the earth likes to taste death.
I was born to be a warrior in the forrest rockin the hemp vest,
It's ya boy Jim West, extraordinary adventures like Jon Quest. No contest, that desperado be up next, 
next up ill show you the trick with the hat and the rabbit.
Ladies and gentlemen there you have it,
I'm a savage. Can you ground it?
freestylin off the top, bitch you can have it,
everything i want im gonna grab it,
you can even see me im in the hole with the rabbits "


Worm

"Jim" Vocals by Jim West, Instrumental created by Madlib.
"Square 1.
Prepare for fun compared to tazer stun guns 
and road flare up ya bung. 
Kung fu career - yours is un-sung.
and my Tours performed at top cal by this iron lung.
I take my vitamins the daily one.
call me Carson Daly the way I rock the radio (no you don't!) smoke so much dope life's a 1 to 5 ratio.
Bloak/Book comparable to Horatio (Alger)
toking Acapulco in the Gilded Age, 
humpin hos that look like Audrey hep. 
Expect nothing less from Jim Jimminy West.
Desperado rockin hand made complex vest 
made in China by enchantress. 
And blessed by a gypsie and Aborigines congress.
Pockets crafted from indigenous frog lips. 
Don't litigate me even if I am a sinister target, 
but enough about the due process.
Everything's processed to the point that the substance
is tossed out of the context. 
Tec/Text leave you convex it's no contest,
if you step to this monster get gobbled up like bird breast.
I reverse stress like that rubber/glue kids trick.
It still works if your visualization is realistic.
The stipulation to yourself is hedonistic.
To this situation I'm addicted.
Blue portal opened up on the page call the mystic. 
While we go where eagles dare like the misfits.
Only it's Jim not Jerry and I'm left complacent. 
Happy with my songs , but no one cares what I'm saying.
Spirit molecule got me on my knees praying,
 incoherent point of views deployed on the play field,
 but I do stay about the cream like mayfield 
and attached to your brain like a staple."


Jim (Produced By Madlib)

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Hip hop experiments. Member of Team Hrothgar. I love to rap, hike, sample, 420 friendly, lets have a good time now yall! -James West The Desperado

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