Name: boomtown mecca by mr. master
Duration: 3 min 3 s
Description: LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-boomtown-mecca-lyrics

LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-upcycle-define-lyrics

LYRICS ON GENIUS

upcycle define

Can you hear me now?
Turn your headphones up
Can you hear me now?
Lay your phone back down
Can you hear me now?
Do you still feel alone
Can you hear me now

Last night was really like a roller coast
Uh 
least now you can say that you know the ropes
Two fine looking to have to play to tropes
One good hit and I’ll probably overdose
Last night, we had a falling out
And we fell we right back in each other’s mouths
Red lights followed throughout the house
If you play that back turn up the sound

Can you hear me now?
Turn your headphones up
Can you hear me now?
Lay your phone back down
Can you hear me now?
Do you still feel alone
Can you hear me now

Can you?
Can you?
Can you hear me now?

6 figure salary, got embossed and in gold
I flip a tape to a tour and I keep my feet on the road
That chevy Malibu I used to whip, got locked up and towed
I put my faith in an industry that might fuck me and roll
But I got everything I wanted, can’t fit nothing in my pockets
lil feta in my wallet, lot a green in my bank
My house was feeling pretty haunted, ain’t have no one I can talk to
Now somebody always calling, so someone gotta wait

Can you hear me now?
Turn your headphones up
Can you hear me now?
Lay your phone back down
Can you hear me now?
Do you still feel alone
Can you hear me now

Can you?
Can you?
Can you hear me now?

Can you hear me now?
Turn your headphones up
Can you hear me now?
Lay your phone back down
Can you hear me now?
Do you still feel alone
Can you hear me now

can you hear me?

In 2019, I learned how long a moment feels. 
Sat next to a stranger who shouldn't have been, 
delicately peeling away years of strangeness. 
We weren't catching up. There was nothing to catch. 
We were building with, for like ten minutes. 
She got up, walked onstage to a public park's worth of onlookers and sings her heart open. 
Stunned, backstage sat next to where someone who used to be a stranger used to be, 
gazing straight up at our moon, and snap. 
A moment, of gratitude, humility, 
vivid as present the second I recall. I'm still there. 
A moment is 2.5 nanoseconds.
A moment feels infinite. 

Let’s play pretend like the day will end 
with the sun fallin’ down to rise up again. 
You curl up in bed like you always have
and drift off to Dreamland for a well earned rest.
Until then, it’s all on a track to that. 
Where you’ll end up bein’ is right here where you’re at. 
What stays constant. 
Watchin’ the hands on each clock.
Still swingin’ whether you feel they will or not. 
How a tree still grows, the sea still flows. 
No need for anybody nearby to know. 
How the world stays spinnin’. The stars stay twinklin’. 
Regardless o’ whatever bad thoughts you’re thinkin’. 
Think ‘em. Feel it. Trust it’ll pan out,
like every other day you had before now. 
They say that any day could be your last. 
‘Til then, you will be alive by the time this song ends. 

Five years back, I was dazed.
Took one second to hear. Took five years to say.
I trust in my timescales. In timescales, I trust. 
Wait a millisecond. 
Five years back, I was gone. 
Searchin’ for five years long, and now five years on, 
I trust in my timescales. In timescales. In time. 

2017, I coulda been twenty-one. 
Studyin’ up in Northridge, almost done. 
Coulda ran for school president, ran some more clubs. 
Coulda partied downtown, fell in and out of love. 
Coulda walked as a grad, walked away from the mic, 
got a job and a house, two kids and a wife. 
Coulda laid down comfy in my home each night, 
and stare up at the ceiling, no meaning in life. 
‘Cause back in 2017, I was twenty with a dream 
and a choice o’ what kinda pain I want most. 
Be true to the art and let the rest run thin, 
or be set for life and wonder what coulda been? 
Well, I made my choice and I’m proud.
Reason why you’re still hearin’ my voice now. 
So five years back me, this is the moment you had in mind. 
You trusted in your time. Now we’re doin’ just fine. Singin’

Five years back, I was dazed.
Took one second to hear. Took five years to say.
I trust in my timescales. In timescales, I trust. 
Wait a millisecond. 
Five years back, I was gone. 
Searchin’ for five years long, and now five years on, 
I trust in my timescales. In timescales. In time.

Timescales

No Peace (prod. Less Lame)

LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-backstage-pacin-lyrics

backstage pacin'

LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-crashworthy-lyrics

crashworthy

LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-boomtown-mecca-lyrics

boomtown mecca

vocalists:
Eli Noir - @theeli-noir
zamir - @zamirraps

production:
masked man - @masked-man-peace

art:
Eli Noir - @theeli-noir

Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Eli Noir]
it’s bout time i burst a verse from one of my lungs 
i’m heaving ain’t no defibrillator to keep me breathing 
i’m, gasping for words but i’m choking on the syllables huh
my place too deep in the tide, come get your breath taken
i spit a trenches divide and watch your chest cave in
Davey Jones ain’t the only one with a locker 
only cause my skeletons could no longer fit in the closet
i’m picking bones with a lock-pick and boring holes in ya chest 
eating the fucking marrow and making keys for the rest
sacred seas to the rescue, send Poseidon to attest
if Zeus carries the bolt then I guess I’ll be set screw huh
i guess I’ll be the set screw
i’m getting into my mind and then all I happen to find 
is a series of burning files that are clearly labeled my sanity 
dropping far from the canopy, call me the blacker panther the
founder of lost worlds and creator of my insanity woah

the black abyss, the black abyss

[Verse 2: zamir]
welcome to the deepest recesses of my mentality
where i keep all my secrets and try protecting my sanity
by hiding any kind of emotional vulnerability
cause real men ain’t supposed to have feelings 
that’s what’s been drilled in me, uh
as you go farther you find yourself getting lost in 
a maze that gets even darker the more you continue walking
graffiti on the walls that portray all my darkest thoughts as 
you make your way through this place, you find a grave with a coffin
in its laying a body, brain decaying and rotten
face as gray as a zombie with veins displayed all across it
and as you turn away, you hear it say something softly
terror enters your heart as a whisper breaks through the silence
‘now you’ve seen the depths of the darkness that lives inside me
the thoughts of death, the regrets, all these awful specters that haunt me’
the body gets up and violently lunges to grab your wrist
as it shouts, ‘you will now forever be stuck in this black abyss’

Black Abyss

Constellations 2

Slow Jam

Thinking is overrated.

Produced by @gandalfog https://soundcloud.com/gandalfog

1st verse @Sin7ven, 2nd @lordgramm.
Mixed & mastered by @disjointedbeats.
Art by @Sin7ven.

Don't Think ft. Lord Gramm (prod. merlin)

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Free Download!
Mixed and Mastered by Disjointed

Rappers in order of appearance:

@disjointedbeats
@s_kelator
@blackwinterwells
@syrxp
@sin7ven
@masqueradeghoul
@gothmessiah
@underflowcodex
@lordgramm
@lifetimevibes
@bonitoraps

boomtown mecca

mr. master

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