Boys

folk rock ambiance

SONGS I LIKE

anotha one

collection of buckets from 2012 to this year, holmes

shots made (2012-2017)

Shake it - The Captain

Lovers

a collection of life's good and bad shit told by a tall idiot who is learning.

biscuit number one by kendall elijah
cover photo by jared soule
cover put together by louseph aka yung lou aka the freshest

recorded in hyattsville, md/manhattan, nyc/springfield, va

songs 1,5,6 produced by steve dreez aka yung steve
song 2 produced by kendall elijah
song 4 produced by the pyrex kid

thank you. 


whirlpools

Buy "Plastic Flower" on iTunes :
https://itunes.apple.com/fr/album/paon/id972115208

"Just like a plastic flower
Just like a wax banana
Just like Nicki Minaj
Sometimes I feel fake"

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Plastic Flower

Buy on Juno

Berry Juice - Big Train Walking

Written by My Baby, Mickey Smith and Rob Allen
Remixed by M v/d Winkel and J de la Porte

My Baby - Got a Habit (Dr. Feel Good Remix)

movin' lightspeed
from maple water by kendall elijah dynamite

lyrics
chorus: 

we’re movin’ lightspeed, movin’ lightspeed 
i’ll pray to slow you down 
i’ll pray to slow you down 

movin’ lightspeed, movin’ lightspeed 
i’ll pray to slow you down 
i’ll pray to slow you down 

down 
and i ain’t prayed in awhile 
left home 
broke my phone 
wore a permanent frown 
somebody tell me when a wanderer sees water to dock 
does he leave his ship behind and leave the life that he got 
for the life that he sees 
more like the life that he needs 
for a pasture of his passion 
aint sure if its green 
crabs in the barrel pinch you it ain’t a dream boy 
forced to take a chance with a heart with no strings boy 
and damn 
i miss my friends 
yeah the small few 
green light sessions 
huddled in a small room 
i used to walk about a mile to the train 
on the bus to show up late for a job that ain’t payin 

bridge 2x: 

all the hair i’m losin’ thinkin’ out in the cold 
growing weak in the writing 
feel a leak in my soul 
can’t take that 
bet i make a couple dollars off the payback 

(chorus) 

give me good love 
i’m running on fumes 
give me good drug 
i’m numbin my mood 

and before i get dismissed 
and try to work an honest job and clock out the distance 
between the want and need to move on for the money 
and a side that’s seldom shown 
smoking haze when it’s sunny 
boy you better bring the bacon or the hens ain’t layin 
aint no crop turnin’ up 
thanksgiving is cancelled 
champagne in the vase 
fill it up with the oj 
name the exhibit 
and proceed up the hallway 
and babe 
darling sweet as the dawn 
by the time the sun set 
bet you we can get on 
why we doin’ 75 in a 50 
dramamine pills for my mind 
feelin dizzy, dizzy 

(chorus 2x)

movin' lightspeed

Konnichiwa

Numbers (feat. Pharrell Williams)

Text Me Back

Crime Riddim

Shutdown

look here, baby 
i’m trying 

but if i gotta work 
to keep the same 
then i might as well 
adopt a different name 
it doesn’t matter at all 

don’t push 
don’t push 
don’t push 
don’t push 
i’ma pull us up 
(repeat) 

i keep my fire 
in a locket on her neck 
it keeps me quiet 
when the pirates storm the deck 
they ain’t gon’ spare us at all 

don’t push 
don’t push 
don’t push 
don’t push 
i’ma pull us up 
(repeat) 

buckwheat shot of confidence 
to find out how you really feel 
reminds me of a love 
we combed the streets up out in riverdale 
i can tell a star to shine 
its makeup was apart of me 
just couldn’t nagivate 
my ass up out the fuckin’ groceries 
so if it bumps 
let it bump 
life’s a crap full of shoot 
just let me hold on 
to what’s shakin’ from your thigh to your shoe 
i’ve been a thoroughbred lover 
i’m just too scared to bet 
so pay me off, fill me up 
let me get my respect 

push, don’t push 

baby don’t push me i’m already on my way 
(when i die pass the biscuit) 
baby don’t push me i’m already on my way 
(i mind my motherfuckin’ business) 

repeat

don't push

i’m a young man 
skin tinted 
no village 
it was maryland 
adolescence a dumb blessing 
strolled in caravans of punk poets and drunk stoics 
saw an avalanche 
take heroes and make gravesites a battleground 
two young two sons had to buy the ranch 
my best friend 
needs a green card just to say his prayers 
two breasts perched 
beautiful as when my mind is clear 
hers sees stars 
so i borrow when i need the air 
my home’s yours 
barely had it 
it’s automatic when the time comes forth 
we split the cabbage 
we put bricks in roads and turned em yellow 
now look now 
lo and behold a throne of pebbles 
that’s when i realized 
it’s literally how you play the game 
i acknowledge it exists 
and file it deep back in my brain 
i’m a pilot far from pilate 
wouldn’t sell you for a diamond 
semi recognize science 
to keep from pseudo alliances 
i’m a young man 
skin tinted 
no village 
it was maryland 
adolescence a dumb blessing 
strolled in caravans of punk poets and drunk stoics 
saw an avalanche 
take heroes and make gravesites a battleground 
two young two sons had to buy the ranch 
my best friend 
needs a green card just to say his prayers 
two breasts perched 
beautiful as when my mind is clear 
hers sees stars 
so i borrow when i need the air

wednesday

hi it’s me tomorrow 
no i’m not the same 
i know you have ideas 
on my evil plans 
i’m not out to get you 
i said through a smirk 
you did not believe me 
and it challenges my worth 

(ooooh) i sleep i’m on repeat 
(ooooh) ignoring your deceit 
(ooooh) i thought i’d never say 
i’ll never see another day 
tomorrow don’t you lie to me 

it’s still me tomorrow 
and my time will come 
and you, you gonna love me 
eternally and sum mo’ 
‘cuz now i’m out to get you 
shark teeth replace my smirk 
‘you did not believe me 
and now i’m out to collect 

(ooooh) i sleep i’m on repeat 
(ooooh) ignoring your deceit 
(ooooh) i thought i’d never say 
i’ll never see another day 
tomorrow don’t you lie to me

tomorrow

i lose perception 
watchin’ them planes skate 
across the sky 

and i lose direction 
and it all feels like 
porcelain under my spikes 

where is that feeling 
that humble pie? 
steeped in my tv 
a world’s goodbye 
i need my piece 
there’s a whole inside 

my oh my oh my 
my darling (my darling dear) 
repeat 

i gain progression 
lending my rain 
to the season’s fruit 
i gain affection 
now it all feels like 
pom poms cheer on my roots 

i found that feeling 
that humble pie 
turned off my tv 
and said goodybe 
restored the peace 
and the whole has died 

baby (repeat) 
my darling dear

my darling dear

1 2 
1 2 3 
ugh 

now 
i don’t wanna make no declaration 
and i don’t need no decoration 
i want a old pickup on some dayton’s 
is that enough? 

i done used up all my conversation 
on a rock named condescension 
he likes to take aim at the fences 
he really does 

i need a smoke so i stumbled in the alley 
i saw a demon touchin’ sally 
i saw crimson and jumped to stab him 
it ain’t right 

i am your dynamite champion, i swear 
i’ll be here everyday the night should come, prepared 

now i don’t really wanna always feel sensation 
when the president addresses the nation 
i don’t need no consummation 
he ain’t mine 
i tried to borrow back all my conversation 
he tried to sell it with a recommendation 
i saw turquoise and flooded the basement 
the ship sailed 

(now tell me how did we get here? you must have done something...bad) 

i am your dynamite champion, i swear 
i’ll be here everyday the night should come, prepared 2x

sally

night before thunder

written, produced and recorded by kendall elijah dynamite
in ol' biscuit blue studio in louisville, kentucky


lyrics:

(how many days we gon stay? 2x)

now see he's a bad motherbrother 
but ain't relatin to none
breast stroking in brass flask
humping the gun
you want some freedom put a penny down
holmes this is bidness
born on a thunderbolt
the night was a menace
his only lacky is tobacco brown
tall and he quiet
get to pluckin on his nerves
get a chord of pure violet 
swear the sun was a ruby as the  boys hit the road
heard a lil lady gasp his name like never before

hambone (9x)

gon' play, gon play' 
cuz we don't how many days we gon' stay (4x)

now they was back up in rotation
spitting birds in the wind
cynicism and the cat was a flavorful blend
ran into to time up in a dive
his name tag said padre
he told em play here 
the ambiance is broadway
hambone and the stranger got down
to the brass tacks
we can only make peace
if these pieces intact
they signed up on the line 
with both fingers crossed
whispered to each other this the last year we're lost

how many days?

hambone (7x)

hambone/under the moon 

hambone

Mr Troy - Blue

slightly southern fried biscuit garage soul space blues 

contact: dynamitemngmnt@gmail.com