track 2 of middle of a stage

lyrics:
Pause Pau 
Oh my god
Can't even play simple audio without doing the wrong thing
Okay wait
There

I can feel my ego leaving
That's a telltale of departure
Line is flat: we hear no breathing
Truth is crackin' at my armor
I run to my mirror and say that
I can make reality cause
In these times it's sad to see
But I lose rationality

Stiffness in the hands: another sign that Rigamortis kicked in
Lack of any fervor, any storm. His tendons weren't lifted
I admit that in persistence I predicted he'd be with us
In the couple minutes when the hotline said they'd bring assistance

At this point, I wasn't sure if I could lie for any longer
I would have to be the stronger man and try to not preserve
My awkward nerves were telling me, "He didn't die. He's not a martyr"
What a crazy sentence starter. Didn't get me any farther though

You ever knew a man was dying
Ever seen the skin get colder
Ever seen the droopy eyelids
Ever had to lift the boulder off your
Chest knowing your childhood
Wouldn't ever be the same
He won't ever see me older now

Well, I answered your initial question
But, um, looks like we got more time, so
I could play you part of the extra if you want
This stupid thi

middle of a stage

departure

Death Grips Circulation (Im Back)

https://open.spotify.com/artist/3WKZTsJ5OwmtNyVdp8IGSY

SEX PISTOLS // Guido Mista [prod.cohst]

(prod. kevinkempt)
I wanted the soundcloud fans to get the song before it's on spotify

lowkey wanna remake this song cause there's a few glaring errors but i hope you all like 

it'll be on all platforms soon
you can check out where to stream it here:
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/kevinkempt/grenade

Lyrics:

Just like grenades I'm tick and timing and expected soon to blow up
Ace of spades I'm good for gamble and my haters look like jokers
What'd I say? All these rappers need to grow up 
All their music needs to glow up
If you really wanna talk, here's concert tickets
Hope you show up

"Know how you made it?" "Don't know what I'm doin'."
I'm icy like water, and shiny like ruby
I switch it up, con her. I do it so smoothly. 
Your girl know I got cause, no, she's not stupid
Some of you hate me for just being me
Sleepin' on top it like ZZZZ
Hating the way that I'm speaking but please
Give me a minute so you hear me
Stumblin', fumblin' over a verse
Feels like every song I make is the worst
Feels like every time I write there's a curse
That's blocking my brain from the lyric disperse
Sailboats, sewers, and empty night skies
Hating myself, but I'm livin' life right
I'm forcing myself to think of more lines
I can barely make any good music right 
But these beats, I still backhand, huh
Drop into the night like I'm batman, huh
Find a hater take your hand and smack them, huh
Was a bad guy, now a bad man, huh
Conspiracy like it's MatPat, huh
Life360 Imma track that, huh
This songs not good, it is not platinum
But I still feel like I'm a flashbang cause

Just like grenades I'm tick and timing and expected soon to blow up
Ace of spades I'm good for gamble and my haters look like jokers
What'd I say? All these rappers need to grow up 
All their music needs to glow up
If you really wanna talk, here's concert tickets
Hope you show up

Hope you bring your friends too, who knows
Just don't get mad when they dance to Kawhoo's Joe?
"Kevin you don't have to talk to haters. That you know, right?"
Well it's not my fault that my haters cannot flow right
Well it's not my fault that my haters cannot flow tight
Sounds like a dumpster when they spit into their own mic
Promise at some point, I'll really stop spammin' it
Your lyrics sound like they're written on Ambien
Look for the nearest ghostwriter and hire them
Your music sounds like a toddler inspired it
I wouldn't send a teen straight to retirement
But with your music, it's just a requirement, uh
Right in your face like a big sign
Spittin in bars like I'm sneezin' as 6ix9ine
Putting on charges, electric and Tay-K
Letting it rip like I'm spinning a Beyblade
Never quit rap, don't listen to what they say
Make the bass boom and straight bap like a grenade

Just like grenades I'm tick and timing and expected soon to blow up
Ace of spades I'm good for gamble and my haters look like jokers
What'd I say? All these rappers need to grow up 
All their music needs to glow up
If you really wanna talk, here's concert tickets
Hope you show up

Face the facts now
Race the track now
Wouldn't wanna blackout but too late to back down
All these bad rappers, set straight, I crackdown
See a red door, wanna paint it black now
Online gamble, take numbers and hash them
Put anything on, put tags, call it fashion
Gonna go in and then blind and then smash them
Starts with the first line sayin' throwing flashbang!

Grenade

All produced by me (:

Hope you all enjoy my first album!! Doing this all independently was tough but felt really satisfying.

clock type beat

be quiet

schoolastic book fair 2

kawhoo is joe? 2

Some songs that didn't make it into my album "Mindless Hyperactivity" (:

Wig Split

Mystique

Jazz Time (:

18

http://kevinkempt.com

contact: k@kevinkempt.com

Death Grips Circulation (Im Back)

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