So i lose myelf to the Ether. This is the reference.

My game don't stop, GME! 0x0E5abe40a5CE33f0E5BC60FaCEc58C3be4E0666A

@trillsmithbeats: ooooo ok my dude you got some heater beats on your page. gonna be listening and might tap you for a collab in the near future. where you based out of?

Beat: Arod
Mix and Master: LTG Sound Studio & Arod
Cover artwork: Giacomo Reggente

Lyrics:

What am I, but two eyes?
Comin' out from between two thighs
Just a mind
Water brain into conscious wine
I don't know if I decide
To this body, I just abide
I'm everywhere, but only face one side
I'm software, but I cannot find
What it is that makes me, me
I guess I'm just my memories
Moments I freeze
Pressing pause on this percept stream
Stitching frames into what it means.
But I'm losing sight of the scenes I've seen
Losing "me" to my own slipstream
So what's left? When my bank is void of tenants?
I guess, forgetting frees me up for the present.
It's just the classic "save or spend?",  "flow or pen?"
To be present, I must attend
And just be me
So let me be

I gotta find my ego
Lost it so many times, I'm like... where'd the me go?
Oh, brother where art though? Mi amigo
I gotta find my ego

Gotta find my ego. I just hid it in The Owl Prince
Had a vision I'd kill the game. Haven't had a doubt since
takin' flight from the scene and I'm not leavin' any prints
What is it that I gotta do to get you all convinced?
I'll put my head in the ground so ya'll don't exist
I can do it cause I am the one true solipsist
I've just been busy planting seeds for trees with shade I'll never sit in
I've been busy enchanting the feeling to fade that i'll never fit in
But now the only Ls I take are followed by an S and D
my game don't stop. GME
I deviate the standard— there's no one like me
Damn, I guess you coulda spit that line to me
But if you wanna walk a mile in my shoes
Better stack ten socks and orthopedics to diffuse
The pressure of the gravity that I use to infuse
A sermon sure to determine that I'm filling the pews with truth
These days, that makes me an iconoclast
So gimme the veneration first so my icon lasts

I gotta find my ego.
Lost it so many times, I'm like... where'd the me go?
Oh brother where art though? Mi amigo
I gotta find my ego.

To be is not to be
That is the answer
Awareness of self spreads the ego like a cancer
I've got a killer question: are we human or dancer?
Cause I feel like my own ancestor
With how the devil and god are always raging inside me
With how it's like evil and good are also always beside me
Perched upon my shoulder, with access to my hearing
Telling me: the same sublime leads to insight and fearing
And that you're here then you're not
on this pale blue dot
You're here
Then you're not
On this pale blue dot
So I lose myself to the ether
Dissolve my bounds to the void, in hopes that I meet her
It's why I go to sleep to kill myself
Wake up, put the old me on the shelf
Till I go no mind,  mu-shin
no ego bruisin'

Finding Ego

BUGA

Beat: DM2
Mix and Master: NIXX

Lyrics:

Fuck it, cause we're all fucked up.
And it's why we’re gettin' fucked up.
And every time we fuck up, we lookin for that come up.
me, myself, and high..that’s what makes the voices shut up.
To sum it up: we go until the sun’s up

I'll. be. just. fine.
Fine, I’ll be fine

Closer to the tomb, the womb is what’s sought after
Resume to consume; capture back that lost laughter
No concern to whom; always been my own master
So let’s tie one on and forget what comes after.

I'll be just fine.
We'll be just fine.
Ain't nothing changed.
I'll be just fine.
We'll be just fine.
It's all the same.
I'll be just fine.
We'll be just fine.
Maintain this flame.
That burns up the pain.
When we live life in vain.

I give it all. All to the moment
Nothing for myself; I will never own it.
If there is a truth, I’ve never known it.
So when it comes to finding meaning…better postpone it.

I'll be just fine.
We'll be just fine.
Maintain this flame.
That burns up the pain.
When we live life in vain.
(Fine, I’ll be fine)

I guess what I’m saying is it’s already written.
And there ain't no part of life that you’re gonna christen
So why we speakin up when all we needs a listen?
It's when I put these thoughts away that I can get my bliss in.

I'll be just fine.
We'll be just fine.
Maintain this flame.
That burns up the pain.
When we live life in vain.
(Fine, I’ll be fine)

No fool for the finger, I'm just lookin at the signs.
Kinda like how my G is silent by design.
Written in the blueprint of how my alleles align.
So I let it run....till my telomeres resign.

I'll be just fine. (I’m gonna be fine)
We'll be just fine. (We gonna be fine)
Maintain this flame.
That burns up the pain.
When we live life in vain.
(Fine, I’ll be fine)

(NIXX)
I’m not a blood cell; I can’t live in vain.
On this journey for success, I can’t miss the plane.
No, I won’t stop for a little rain.
Imma walk through the fire and the flames cause…

I'll be just fine.
We'll be just fine.
Maintain this flame.
That burns up the pain.
When we live life in vain.
(Fine, I’ll be fine)

(NIXX)
Every tribulation has a purpose, has a message.
Although even if it isn’t on the surface, there’s a lesson
But the key is not to fixate on just searchin through the wreckage
If you quiet down your mind, It’ll surface unexpected cause…

I'll be just fine. (I’m gonna be fine)
We'll be just fine. (We gonna be fine)
Maintain this flame.
That burns up the pain.
When we live life in vain.
(Fine, I’ll be fine)

I’ll be just fine.
We’ll be just fine.
I’ll be just fine.

Just Fine (feat. NIXX)

Beat, Mix, Master: DM2

Lyrics:

Now the beat heatin up. That's an Al Gore rhythm
Got the lyrics with the logic, they won't even know what hit em
Not even in the system, I wrote the algorithm
There must be somethin in him
Nah...I just follow wisdom
Chasin' insight like it's never out of season
I went through the pain and I reached the age of reason
And now they wanna forge what I  forged with my cerebrum
So I engorge my pen with ink and scribble and delete'em
Not by artificial means
My calculation's clean
I dressed the scene
But all these actors actin' all obscene
Like a child's energy and amphetamines
It wasn't meant to be. I rehearsed it. I know what I mean

Our paths diverged by just a couple of degrees
But now our points reside in two realities
Check my rolodex. I got entities
Gotta drop a couple densities
To find my old identities

They're too weak like 14 days
I stay hungry like it's 40 days
They're ovary-acting. 14th day
I'm one for words. keep it up for days
Cause I'm outside of space and time
That makes this a meta-verse
With enclosed hurt, Pandora's curse
Not written in the stars. No fate in my sign
But I'm off this plane. I stay astral
From this loud gas. Theirs just gastral

Our paths diverged by just a couple of degrees
But now our points reside in two realities
Check my rolodex. I got entities
Gotta drop a couple densities
To find my old identities

I'm a letter-up, OG…C
I'm compulsively a literate. OCD
Not just capital
I don't need to cap at all
My winners after falls
Same story as us all.
Past apogees, now perigees
I'm startin up a pedigree
No longer cold from apathy
I dialed up the heat when I brought it to the high degrees
Like a thermostat
This all been simple math

Our paths diverged by just a couple of degrees
But now our points reside in two realities
Check my rolodex. I got entities
Gotta drop a couple densities
To find my old identities

degrees

An orchestral piece opening with airy strings and piano, moving into a chorus with a beautiful melody. The strings are then replaced by woodwinds and the strings reappear, setting the rhythm. A new steampunk theme takes hold and a second, different chorus plays, with woodwinds playing the main melody. The notes get longer and slower as the first chorus plays again, quietly and slowly on the piano to wrap the composition up.

Forgotten Foothills

Just A Dream

Music Credits: ciminoacid, DM2

Lyrics:

Brain is light electric but inside a dark skull
It's like we feel so deeply that we dig ourselves a hole
Like when it's fresh we can sled down any route
But then the ruts get carved till we can't help but not get out
Become a one-track mind, when it should really be an album
We needed new snow, but a storm became the outcome
Now left stuck inside with these demons we can't outrun
Guess the outcome is unwon til the owl's done
But I pulled a thread as I flew away
And now the sweaters undone and there's some colder days
They say they love my way, but I lost it when I parted ways
With the source and moved in a wave of directions
And forgot that the stem of all these obsessions
Is the blind spot of all our perceptions:
We can't see our own projection

If every time you look around, all you see is dark
Just look again
You might be the light
If every time you look around, all you see is dark
Just look within
You might be the light

The black holes of ours eyes radiate information
Our lips can’t kiss themselves or form to drink from our libation
But our arms can cradle what we carried for creation
We can’t help ourselves? that’s faulty information
So I aint stoopin down, no lower levels of vibrations
I keep my verbs a noun, so I'm fuckin confirmation
If I’m nervous, my butterflies in formation
Cause this meditation is death preparation 
Sitting still, it all becomes the same
But it’s truly coldest at the center of the flame
So if you come to see me from a far-off reference frame
Put the lightning in a bottle when I strike your moving train

Cause shadows from my fire block the light from out the cave
I can’t be walkin down the same trails that I now pave
But what I spend is what we save
If we’re the light, we must ride the wave

If every time you look around, all you see is dark
Just look again
You might be the light
If every time you look around, all you see is dark
Just look within
You might be the light
If every time you look around, all you see is dark
Just look again
You might be the light
If every time you look around, all you see is dark
Just look within
You might be the light
You might be the light

1 1 2 3

The Light

Since I have never recorded a mix I thought I'd put together a quick one. It is rough on some of the transitions but I still had fun mixing it :) 

Rough Around the Edges

Bavarian Murphy

Featuring: NIXX

Beat: David Melguy - Contrary Beats (3,000 Pressing License)

Lyrics:

I miss chester and I miss mac miller.
these days, I miss substance amidst all the filler

what's it all mean?
I'm not sure, so I take another triptamine.
don't need to pack my bags for the kinda trip i need.

So I tear the scene apart, rip it at its seams
Seen enough to know that things are not only as they seem. 
raise the curtains up, another act, another scene.
we just keep hittin restart? whipin the tablets clean?

Then...

dip me by my ankles and give me amnesia
forgettin all the haters 'cause I didn't ever need ya

I bring color to words, like synaesthesia
silence is the actual, one true panacea.

--

but can you hit repeat? and sing me something sweet?
i'll smoke the beat and together we're mesquite

I used to bus the tables, now i always have a seat.
makin something for myself that i'll never get to keep

(Chorus x2)
when i go. throw it all away.
the message repeats itself every single day.
i don't think. that you can forget.
its a part of you that you've never met.

Finding Ego

The Owl Prince

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