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Show Them Who It Made You

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Written by Kai Straw
Produced Kai Straw
Engineered by Fred Sorenson
Artwork by KloudM

LYRICS:

No one gave me shit
I worked for this
At this point I’m just
done with encouragement
You say talented
I say calluses
I’m tasting my blood just pronouncing it
Since Fairfield days
The beats I made
I may have quit drinking but dream the same

I was told this the moon
Like good luck, Mr. Rocket Shoes

And they ask me why you workin’
All days of the week
To get somewhere you’ll never reach

I’ve been wishin’ for better so long
I guess I’m sick of wishing in by bed alone
If those wishes were weapons
Their full metal jackets are stuck
So fuck wishin’, I’m here with a gun
Jiminy Cricket never made me anyone
All my clips are full of bitterness
And I’m coming for you
I’ma bloom like a wicked magnolia

I’m not stoppin’ this
Just the opposite
I won’t drop when most people need oxygen
Since the green Lexus
Since the weed excess
Since the drink was my treatment for depression
Man, my lips been blue
Fuck what stitches do
I’ll put red on this mic like it’s ’92

I was told this the moon
Like good luck, Mr. Rocket Shoes

And they ask me why you workin’
All days of the week
Toward something you’ll never be

I’ve been wishin’ for better so long
I guess I’m sick of wishing in by bed alone
If those wishes were weapons
Their full metal jackets are stuck
So fuck wishin’, I’m here with a gun
Jiminy Cricket never made me anyone
All my clips are full of bitterness
And I’m coming for you
I’ma bloom like a wicked magnolia

Until I’m taken by weeds
My will is my leprosy
Instead of wounds that scrape the sheets
I’ve got no turn back in me
So set glass beneath my feet
Take the last breath that I need
To meet what glows beyond my reach
I’ll become a tragedy

There’s is no hell that spells retreat
Fuck your gravity
This to the grave
This to the grave

Mr. Rocket Shoes

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Written by Kai Straw
Produced Kai Straw
Engineered by Fred Sorenson
Artwork by KloudM

LYRICS:
Maybe I’m ashamed
‘Cause maybe I’ll lose
I’m broken apart
Lookin’ for the glue
But the fight isn’t done 
There’s more I could do
A man is his heart
And the heart can be bulletproof
So yeah, maybe I’m maimed
but I’ll never be done
I’ll stand like a king
with a crown made of blood
Look in my eyes
see what hasn’t been touched
The sting of defeat
needs permission to cut

And maybe I’m just wrong
And maybe I should admit its over
But that’s just not my way
You see a dead man walkin’
I see the steps I take

I’ma finish what I started
I’ma get through this I promise
One way or another I’m making it home
I keep this photo in my pocket
Through all this, I still haven’t lost it
‘Cause if my lover’s got a view
I know living is a killer cologne

I’ll see you when we’re kissing hello
‘Cause baby I’m making it home
I’ll see you when we’re kissing hello
‘Cause baby I’m making it home

So here I’ma stay
The arena can boo
I’m liking the scars
I’ll spit out the tooth
Yeah, we’re not the same
I’m not my wounds
A man is his heart
And the heart can be bulletproof
Yeah, there is no blade
That’ll cut through my soul
There is no gun
I’m afraid you can load
When you look in my eyes
See I am whole
You can hurt this flesh
But no pain will ever touch my ghost

So I’ma finish what I started
I’ma get through this I promise
One way or another I’m making it home
I keep this photo in my pocket
Through all this, I still haven’t lost it
‘Cause if my lover’s got a view
I know living is a killer cologne

I’ll see you when we’re kissing hello
‘Cause baby I’m making it home
‘Cause baby I’m making it
‘Cause baby I’m making it home

Killer Cologne

There’s a name I whisper when no one’s around
A face I carry in the quiet sound
Of footsteps, laughter, and old perfume
Of lessons learned in a classroom gloom
Mama’s hands were cracked and kind
Daddy’s silence spoke his mind
My brother fought, my sister prayed
And I tried to earn the love they gave
The school bell rang, I stood up straight
For a teacher who believed in fate
She said, “You’ve got a voice, don’t waste it, son”
So I wrote my truth and tried to run
Just for you, I showed up clean
I played the part, I chased the dream
I held my tongue, I bit my pride
I stayed up late, I let things slide
Just for you, I gave my best
Even when my soul needed rest
You may not know ...what I’ve been through
But I did it all… just for you...
There was a crew that held me tight
Through smoky rooms and Friday nights
We laughed too loud, we cried too hard
We stitched our names into each other’s hearts
A coach who saw me past the game
Said, “Win or lose, you’re more than fame”
I ran that field like it was grace
Just to see the pride light up his face
Just for you, I took the hit
I wore the blame, I didn’t quit
I broke my heart, I fixed the tune
I danced alone beneath the moon
Just for you, I made it through
Even when I barely knew
Why I kept on doing what I do
I did it all… just for you...
Devotion ain’t a vow you speak
It’s the quiet things you do each week
It’s the call you make, the fight you lose
The shoes you shine, the truth you choose
It’s not for glory, not for show
It’s what you give ...and never owe...
It’s the part of you that stays behind
In every soul you helped along the line]
Sweet wife of mine.... still hums that lullaby
To grand-kids who don’t ask why
They just know love when it’s near
And I see my past in how they hear
There’s someone else I won’t name yet
A shadow I’ve not quite met
But when I go, I’ll leave a light
For them to follow through the night
Just for you, I held the line
I gave my years, I gave my time
I wrote these songs, I told these tales
I bore the weight when others failed
Just for you, I stayed the course
Even when I knew you lost
You may not know what I’ve been through
But I did it all… just for you
So if you hear a voice that’s true
Know it’s mine…
Just for you... just for you


All rights held by the songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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Just For You

Foolish Lover

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Brushed Down Kilos

Summer jam for all of you beautiful people! 

Written by Callaway Martin And @parrotfish
Produced by Callaway Martin 
Mixed by Luke Sterling
Mastered by Devon

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Are You Kidding (40s) Ft. Parrotfish

Blue on Blue

Cola

Good to U

I wrote this one after a pretty depressing breakup.  Regardless, I hope you love it.  It's available on all streaming services.  Lyrics below.

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Produced by James The Bear & Kai Straw
Engineered by Fred Sorenson
Artwork by Hailey Badovinac

LYRICS:
I don’t regret it
That’s a weak emotion
But when I think of you
I weaken so much
It’s like every time I tried
You cut us up
Like you was made of cyanide, buttercup

When I tried to pull you up
You tried to tear me down
I stopped caring your were mad
‘Cause it would wear me out

You’re like a villain in a way
Like beneath you are a weapon
It’s like everything about you’s a rebellion
And I don’t think you know it but you’re - 
You’re like an enemy

I’ve got a grave of dead wishes in my head
About the sunrises we won’t rise beneath
I wanna save this fiction in my head
But I can’t shake this vision of ledge

When I tried to pull you up
You tried to tear me down
I stopped caring your were mad
‘Cause it would wear me out

You’re like a villain in a way
Like beneath you are a weapon
It’s like everything about you’s a rebellion
And I don’t think you know it but you’re - 
You’re like an enemy

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Enemy

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