Wanted to see what I could get done in 45 minutes.

Ayahuasca

Danny Dee and I made some stuff and this one never saw the light of day.

She (prod. by Danny Dee)

https://lucidoptics.bandcamp.com/album/sadlibs

I listen the whole time

allways

https://lucidoptics.bandcamp.com/album/sadlibs

Transition

Something (Demo)

https://lucidoptics.bandcamp.com/album/cosmic-perspective

Why's the tavern so empty?
Are cadavers bartending?
They probably keep the drinks chilled with no breathing patterns
Slave wage labor
Like independent artists travel no planes or hangars
Save it for the club bang players
I wanna strip this industry bare
Execs scraping at their hair 
They tear 
like animals the marvels on display they play
It's never going to be like the career they say
I love laying layers of snares in my lair
In solitude
Holler like I'm upheaving a swallowed prayer
Follow the leaders that wouldn't wanna be followed there
Still taxidermy appears scary as grizzly bears
Leave me be
Cease or be easy
Your screams eat me like mice at cheese feast
Let the glamor ease
When you stress breathe deep
Cunning and keen coming together like bees knees
Homage is a hole, clearly
Played like a hobby
A promise doesn't hold as much weight as a lobby
Alternating current like newly elected presidents 
Tesla in a second wind elected yet rejecting the position 
Still bound by currency and entropy
Enter the center free of embers and attentively alleviate 
With excerpts and howl at the moon 
Effort is extra rare 
The cow still moos

Is this life I lead too shaky?
Must you leave?
Or is my recluse time too lengthy?
Too knee deep


Freaks by Mars Mellow (Justjoey & knowmadic)

This beat doesn't have a home. Let me know if you're interested in using it.

quityourjobclimbamountaincomehomegetajobtoclimbmoremountains_instrumental

This beat has no home. Message me if you wanna put vocals on it! 

adreameveryonewastrying_instrumental (demo - for lease)

A track about things moving quickly. Listen to our album An Offer You Can Totally Refuse: https://modernlanguage.bandcamp.com/

Modern Language (Lucid Optics & Museum) - Move Slow

shout to BeatsMe for letting me use this wonderful piece of music to brag about myself on.

static_ (prod. BeatsMe)

hibernate (instrumental)

Cosmic Perspective

Mars Mellow (Lucid Optics & knowmadic) - Forget

Ramping up for an instrumental album. 
should this make the cut?

autumn leaves

Produced by Lucid Optics & Snow Globe
We've got an EP in the works
Artwork by Cody Horwood
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I’ve heard a rapper say to stay away from making music, ain’t nothing but a confusing mess
But I need to take the other side, no offense, making music is the only thing to me that’s making any sense
I’ve got a shitload of questions and not enough answers
I’ve got guardian angel that’s been on break 
She's taking too long
Now I'm running out of songs
Each one a different way to describe the same thing: a feeling not done justice by words
Thought language scattered in the mind it's very hard to translate it
Looking in the eyes to break it
Puzzles in the iris make it easier to figure out what you're really telling me
And I could never know for sure
But I'm scraping away the bullshit until my thumbs are raw
You take what makes sense and make a mess of it as if life isn't confusing enough!
Well, all you're really doing here is adding on stress to the few that choose to settle with you
You've got me handling demands like a bomb threat
Play by your rules or go be someone else's fool
Life... this is what it is:
I've stepped into a blind game of pinning tails on pigs!
Make money or die with nothing else to prove you lived
And what we have is fucking nothing in front of actual intelligence

A couple have the millions
Millions have nothing
See, your thoughts don't really put food in my stomach… (or does it?)
I'm eating bread without the lunch meat
So I don't lose touch with something that a futuristic Lucid couldn't do without
And I'll probably die right here in this room while I'm shaking Snow Globes pondering my own doom
So much light pollution that I haven't seen the moon
Since the last hallucination after gobbling the mushrooms
Hobbling my nuts to a what?
To a place that I know I won't be bugged
Either starving in the alley or a face in the mud
Breathing or becoming part of what made me, baby!
Your type is dangerous to mine
I'd live off the land with some friends and I'd be fine
You're the Abel to my Cain when the drought stopped the rain
Promised all the better 
But we'd be lucky to live the same as we once did

God would like you better if you didn't talk

Thought Language (prod. by Snow Globe - Demo)

Produced by Lucid Optics
Artwork by Cody Horwood
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Lucid: a rap advocate and jazz addict
Run with Contra Villains play shows for cash grabbing
I'm feeling like a lab rat trapped in a labryinth 
Got a full ton of bad habits
Most days don't bother me
Other days slaughter like two-thousand pounds on top of me
He's the man that puts the music in the tape box 
Found a way to vibrate his vision on the cave rock
Hit like slapstick by five o'clock traffic
Mute the world's soundtrack with background static
Life: play it as a drone or a maverick
Once he grabbed the microphone he never had to pass it
Stumble on a desk in every class
Drunk before the bell cut his spirit like glass
This is why we don't look back
It's worse than looking down from a hundred mile gap
He asked to make a fail into a pass. They keep it to a secret like a cap on the flask
They seem to understand he's got a plan
If they don't give him a hand at least it's warm in the quicksand
I promise I'll remember this like someday I'll have grown and can reciprocate assistance
But the further that I travel the more that I unravel
Life is smirking like an asshole
Got my neck stuck in its grapple
Now, give him applause, he's been working real hard-like
Never let a bland man's hand around our mic
Gotta keep the interest fluid
See the walls stand before I break them down to ruins

Head full of rhymes
Gut full of oxygen
Handful of rock to send
Same pair of socks again
Sparking revelations away from limitations
Cranium creations
Danger: 
Hallucinations
Head full of rhymes
Gut full of oxygen
Handful of rock to send
Same pair of socks again
Sparking revelations away from limitations
Cranium creations
Danger: Hallucinations

Hallucinations (Demo)

Prod. by Skül
A new track by Mars Mellow. We're working on an album right now, so look for it in 2013.
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Just staying alive changes everything
I hold no familiar thoughts
New conceptions and plots make the climate of my mind like Colorado on a cloudy night
Galaxies flickering
The distance diminishes the light
I'd like to leave this planet on a starship
I used to think my shadows were the darkest
But that's garbage
We marvel at the same sky
Watching our guides die 
Fighting off our mind's eye
Why am I competing with myself?
Internal demons are reaching knee deep in my reasoning
Reassure myself
Please make it through this evening
I feel my brain's invaded like viruses intervening
And clean sweeping sanity like spring cleaning
Spirit leaning
Lopsided and seething every step is troubled breathing
How much warmth can you give before I start steaming?
You boil my innards and I curse you without screaming
We hallucinate illusions of each other
She's my stability and I became her freedom
She is the reason that I'm delicate with teaching
Life is hoax that I was fooled into believing 
I make myself spew when I'm breathe heaving
Head in the toilet 
Vomit drips slower than freezing trees bleeding
Stomach acid is the last thing that I remember eating
Anything else quickly convinces me that it's leaving

For good
And never to return
The only thing I'm feeling
It's stomach acid burns
 


Gastric Regurgitation (prod. by Knowmadic)

Everything's gonna be okay, I think. Either way, I'm going to let you download this.

Everything Will (Probably) be Alright

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