Lucid

Lucid optics yo

Lucid Optics <3

God tier

I wrote this song a few years back and remembered I like it. Just doing this for fun on the rough draft mic. The beat is off of 1983.

Circle Walking Remix (Flying Lotus - Shifty)

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

Ayahuasca

A song about ubuntu not being practiced by nearly enough people. Kubes made the beat and I really wanted to write something to it. Check his stuff out here: https://soundcloud.com/kubesthamuse

Medicinal Euphonies (prod. by Kubes)

Mind Of Psilocybin

Mr. Brady - Jewel Piece (feat. Blu, Johaz & Moka Only)

ＭＡＩＮ ~ ＭＥＮＵ

Transferring Planes

SOME (Silence Of Me Eternally)

Live From The Creek

stream 🍏🎶

LAND OF THE LOST [prod. Nate Everest]

REFLECTION

COSMOPHOBIA(feat. Blu)

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

Heat Syncope

Visuals: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HonS_Dtr00A&t=1256s

Download: https://mega.co.nz/#!PYd3WTTY!j1Sy7gm-NY4xDwo5mHp6zlFs__JURpqzuqS0MYJx8lw
1. Gwen Stefani - Luxurious (Chloe Martini Remix) [0:18 - 1:55]
2. akihabara - ~ sleepy head ~ [1:56 - 3:23]
3. Cosmastly - Main Menu [3:24 - 5:34]
4. EZVH x galaxyboys - -ｃｏｌｄ  ｔｏｕｃｈ [5:35 - 7:00]
5. WEVLTHΛIBE$ - GENESIS [7:01 - 8:25]
6. neitosama -［ＣＬＯＵＤ］-  パ ス「 ７ 」ｆｔ． Ｂｒｘｎｎｖｎ [8:26 - 9:40]
7. Greaf - And, I [9:41 - 11:09]
8. VOKA - All My Dreams [11:10 - 12:45]
9.  ICYTWAT -Gucci Princess (Ft. Black Kray)[12:46 - 14:05]
10. JAYYEAH - IT 3NDS TONIT3 [14:06 - 15:59]
11. epvr - love u 4 life [16:00  - 17:33]
12. Lund - Gold [Prod. Yugiboi] [17:34 - 19:10]
13. tones_ - heal [19:11 - 21:45]
14. WEVLTHVIBE$- Hideaway [21:46 - 23:39]
15. Jay Vee - Wavedash w/ Doujinshi [23:40 - 25:00]
16. grxysxtxrdxys - tranquility (ft. Tundra God)[25:01 - 27:16]
17. Beezy Sama - F a l l e n D r e a m s [27:17 - 28:34]
18. OLFVN - (╯︵╰,) ALL ALONE 寂寞 [28:35 - 29:45]
19. ☠JAYYEAH☠ - Waiting 4 Yr [29:46 - 30:56]
20. cosmastly - LEAN WITH THE JAZZ [30:57 - 31:32]
21. v a s s h - without you here.. [31:33 - 33:20]
22. WICCA PHASE SPRINGS ETERNAL - Back To You [33:21 - 35:27]
23. FIFTY GRAND - SEVERED ARM [35:28 - 36:50]
24. neitosama -［ＣＬＯＵＤ］-  夢「 ４ 」ｆｔ． Ｄｏｕｊｉｎｓｈｉ  [36:51 - 38:30]
25. tones_ - warm [38:31 - 39:45]
26. Xavier Wulf - Tamashi [39:46 - 41:15]
27. The Local Man & Nedarb Nagrom - The Last Breeze Of The Evening [41:16 - 42:16]
28. Mason Flynt - I'd Kill For Love [42:17 - 43:47]
29. •☁ C l o u d ☁• - S A K U R A XX (WΛ††S x CLOVD) [43:48 - 45:20]
30. blank body x glocque ♒ FIND PRIVACY [45:21 - 46:53]
31. Ｌｉｌ Ｎｅｔｚｅｒｏ - 4000 LF、トラメル [46:54 - 48:40]
32. beatmachinearon - lucy liu [48:41 - 50:25]
33. blank body x dj dialup ♒ MONUMENT [50:26 - 51:55]
34. terio - ~ 2 nasty 4 u ~ [51:56 - 53:10]
35. Adam Snow - Meghan's Theme [53:11 - 54:43]
36. MYRROR - , [54:44 - 56:30]
37. ICYTWAT - PS42WW$ (Ft. SilkMoney)[56:31 - 57:25]
38. woadie - bricksquadrave [57:26 - 59:05]
39. Maitro - H2O Girl [59:06 - 1:00:25]
40. baby - hey i like u [1:00:26 - 1:01:55]
41. FALCO - i-G2GFAST [1:01:56 - 1:03:40]
42. Tundra God - Cold [1:03:41 - end]

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Trade Parade

"Early Sunrise" by Lucid Optics off of the album Mind Murals 
Produced by ABH &amp; Lucid Optics 
Artwork by Cody Horwood

If I get any sleep at all it's probably not in my own bed
Closing my eyes at the time my alarm is set
Bent over a dream, rest adjacent in the grave
Can't imagine how many hours insomnia has saved
It's sunrise tragedy, our time is shrinking rapidly
I'd weave baskets of agony for you to leave this galaxy
Blast off, it's practically outdated like the cavalry
Headless horsemen even throws vehicles in his salary

Wake up, take a shower, go to work, back home
Cook it up, take a shit, and fall asleep alone 

And time drips
Lakes form a mold around your feet
Drowning in his past until he sinks too deep
He tries to swim, but, silly him I've replaced the fins
Couldn't touch the oxygen before the lights went dim
Anchor attachment has him begging for a breath
But soon he figured fighting was less important than rest
Side of the mattress will continue to be my seat
Sit still the years don't change a single thing about the beast 
I've got something to dread about the future
Clock in 
See another boss I'd like to neuter 
Well, my coffee cup still isn't empty
I've got a truck and not arriving seems too tempting
Here it is 
The sunrise is depressing 
The world around me slowly starts to infect me
I need to find another way to dig around the difference 
And I've only got a few minutes.

Early Sunrise

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)

Produced by Lucid Optics 
Artwork by Cody Horwood 
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Brain worn like a first born 
Your color is magenta mixed with bilious orange 
Acatalepsy 
So certain that you're skeptic 
Space is only dark where the stars aren't detectives yet you still hide skeletons like classified specimen 
Snub nose is sub rosa hidden like the rest of men 
Now you fail to recognize your own disguises 
Your shadows are black holes that swallowed your identity 
A crisis 
Maybe I'm a little nihilistic or maybe those demands eviscerate what is realistic 
God is only good compared to devils 
Positive and negative on a molecular level 
I never try to run from the inevitable but I'm chasing at the same pace of those trying to catch my tail 
I decorate no rap stale 
Leaving no money trails like they're after Frank Abignale 
Stop this fraudulence 
Organized politics now becoming mosh pits 
A bunch of silly monkeys trying to operate the cockpit 
I feel I'm on my own and even Butters got a bottom bitch 
The responses: this is the way it is 
It's time for rearranging our priority list! 
Prove me wrong because I know it won't happen 
It's money over all so watch the humanism fall 
It's free pain killers and cheap alcohol 
Overdose to watch the apocalypse while comatose 
Unconscious dreaming of writing a set 
The cause of my unrest 
A midnight sunset 
Used to be depressed 
Now it's euphoric 
Today is on its way to becoming prehistoric 
I wonder if they'll even get to laugh at us... or will everything describing us evaporate to gases? 
War became a hobby 
Came to get a room and got arrested in the lobby 
My advice is as bad as anyone else's 
I don't know what I'm saying anymore, I just felt it


Acatalepsy

dollar green is a patented color made from crushin pigment from insects...there we go

04 Patent Green

Produced by Lucid Optics
Artwork by unknown artist, I am not taking credit for the image, but I do think it's cool.
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Standing in the sand only to realize that my imprints would vanish like Pluto to planets
Outlandish like spaceships 
Give it to the bandit 
He saps skulls and hand delivers them to black holes
Spending my attention on three dimensions
Emphasizing empathetic étiquette 
And death was my sentence, tampering with modified genetics
Smudges don't blend with a cleansed lens 
Now, sprint quick as probability allows or break boundaries and leave every astrophysicist with work to do
Study the universe I'm working through
Life resonates and moves to my super nova circus tunes
I observed with skepticism 
Their retrospect driven by cause and effect while I'm vexed by perplexity in every speck dissected
A butterfly effect and this world is a reflection of it
Hover above it like I'm separating my angle
Analyze the puppets like my strings are untangled 
Of course I want to change how we've made life out to be
I'm tied trying to find solutions out like alchemy

I see the bodies waking up
I smell the chemicals discussed
It blocks the most of my musts
I hung my trust in disgust and saw myself become the monstrous
Now I can't even trust myself...
 

Erosion 
Life falls in and out of focus
Corrosion 
Life falls in and out of focus
The soulless keep turning to god for their solace, but, life falls in and out of focus

Tsunami

It's no wonder why I'm yawning dawn is knocking on the walls and quaking my corpse to awakening
Sleepyhead 
Feed me the meds!
They confiscated my belongings 
Sold to pay the asshole that towed my truck this morning 
With no calls and no warnings these magnetic fields are forming and the iron in my blood is getting ripped through my orifices
Oxygen lack 
I'm sinking fast with the fishes
Eyelid glitches 
This caffeine is like a sickness
Now everything is a drug and you can clearly see my ribs
And what the fuck?
I was worried about any speck that wasn't normal
And everybody laughs when I say something's wrong with me
I'm a mental patient stuck in the past so I'm not yet at the hospital
Launching tantrums like Donkey Kong throwing barrels off as obstacles
Blocking fools in overalls and mustaches from having the princess
She's mine you faggots! Nice guys might as well finish with incest!
Sorry, I can be a cunt sometimes
It's just... I'm just grumpy when the sun folds
The moon is gold, the beer is warm, and she's an icicle 
This is what I do when no one wants to hang out 
Or maybe everyone's asking and I'd feel worse not confined
I'm more into escaping life than living with those I know sometimes
I'm not going to mention it just to be offensive
Everything trips you out and flares your eons passed your capable vision 
There's no incentive for me to be honest, yet still I am
I know lying is the key but I still tried lock picking and jammed it
This'll probably be the reason I die alone
But look inside yourself and you'll hear my ideas in your own voice
Screaming about the avoided choice to stand for something
You're a puppet unaware that shadows always come with
The worst part of every monster is watching ourselves become it
But I'm willing to share this jungle with the animal in my stomach


More Rain

This was inspired by a song called "Monophobia" made by a fellow artist and friend, Airospace. He did a really good job with it, and it ended up motivating me to write this tonight. Felt kind of weird about going over the same beat, but I decided that in the end nothing really matters. I did this for creative purposes only, Flying Lotus definitely deserves credit for creating the amazing instrumental. This was done on a built-in computer mic. enjoy.

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Sometimes the minutes in between sounds escaping range from sixty to days rotating
Strange they say
Seldom a man of speech 
See, my mind is occupied
I'm on a continuous loop around my saturn inside
Just a place I travel to when I meditate 
Controlling the impulses
Revolting from the oldest form of torture to souls
I bolster my defenses like those
Hanging posters to cover up the grossest holes
I think I've gotten too used to being cold and alone
Drifting, stoned, chasing after a better home
Ran from my father in hopes I'd be supported at shows
Grabbed the mic, dropped the soul even when no one would go
Well, Cody had my back when I had no gold
But the women kinda doubted I'd keep this up getting old
Suburban origin.. collapse like an accordion
They greet me with a sigh like they're approaching a Kevorkian  
Even I wonder why my thoughts glide away from safety
Pro-euthanasia like this city's going to make me
I'm diving in the puddles of my melted mind 
Believing that I'm real is probably my only crime
God imagined me with a crooked spine and a chipped tooth
Living in a storage space with a recording booth
You're a sad sack of flesh that they don't respect
Driving yourself mad with your wasted breath
Thinking about the time I'd lay upon your breast
And when we fucked it opened up a new definition of best
Sex was our quivering connection to the universe
Remember when you realized who you really were?
And to each other, seldom we spoke 
Hiding from the small talk 
Even opaque to a ghost
A snake with a cloak
Fangs dangle to mangle but hidden by a smokescreen of Sativa leaves and jokes

I don't like making noise if I got nothing to say
I don't speak speak when there's nothing for my words to change


Seldom I Speak (beat by Flying Lotus)

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