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Light Beam

Arch Angels Freestyle (w/ MADARADON & Sylo Rai) [prod. Ghowste]

vaaaaaahoiogoigoi.wav (prod. ghowste)

writers block is speaking thru my pen on new inventions 
i was mixing music too long till i got an ear infection 
lift that piece off the bong and meet your reflection 
whitey don’t believe in his story my first impression

i been tryna love affection 
spliffin thought i met g59 up in that dimension 
talking to myself like i got a hold of god reception 
i been low, groaning twitching speaking high discretion 

i was hunting for a pis.i beat caught this in seconds
morning to afternoon night and day no second guessing 
demons talking at me, think i need to host elections 
speaking when i’m weakened i was pushing thru defections 

deep down god made me perfect i hold that recognition 
reroute to positive thoughts i stunt w/ just ambition 
neurons that fire together wire together that’s my vision 
euhh, neurons that fire together 
wire together 


i busted on shawty so hard that i got a headache 
keep it pushing bread is rising this a template 
cut the grass reveal the snakes 
i got 20 fans who i love and appreciate 

i held a band and i spent it on some lessons from adé
that’s a fact, 6ixpress put him on namesake
when i’m rapping practicing i cannot hesitate 
spitting lyrics while i’m driving down the interstate 

learning to improvise when i can go till infinity 
uhhh, euhhh
so i’m just out here speaking on the things that i generate 
uhhh

writer's block improv (prod. pis.i)

yoyoyoyoyo

had to get a perm to let my roots of fake pimping show, the burn,
but let me learn to earn what i was feigning 
i had some hoes as you may know but most of them smoke crack now 
yo facts i’m amazed that i even made it out unscathed from that, it’s seeming that

demons had a hold on my music i let it play since that 
yo, yo yo yo yo yo 
Jesus Christ got me on the internet flexing over blessings we recieved 
it’s easy to be at ease, appeased by the facts that be known, yo 

i was smoking loud in the soundcloud trenches 
like a ranger it was miles before i would hit the benches,
ROTC had me in shape before i explored dimensions 
shawty sang the delta 8 blues before a intervention 

on a spiritual level is how we steppin,
though that’s a fact facts be known yo, 
yo, facts be known 
i been immersed in murky water something like a gremlin 
or ogre i’m over it, no shrek, 

i would trek a thousand miles to meet God and never ask about the straw that broke the camels neck 
and i don’t backslide lately but who’s to say what the future holds 
yo yo yo yo yo 
he want praying for better days i want new music as my life unfolds  

scriptures foretold, facts be known 
yo facts be known 

~~

every day wake up, perpetuate fast to praise God, scraped pots to get sumn to exchange,
i was on my lonely since i occupied the vacancy of lanes paved by underground greats since 8 
i’m just tryna speak it myself, left my conscience bereft and swept up cleanly 

2 corinthians 2:15 left me transcending 
chasing the spirit never been a trend, 
i been on this ranked duo match w/ Yahweh cleansing sin 
relinquishing things i thought i owed myself like wealth and tryna get people to like me 
i was on the notion of rapping for G O D..

rolled up, holy smoke up in this clearing 
used to rap like suicideboys or some generic flow before the meaning, weeping angels sending doves above me 
reaping sowing the bros who levitate 
thought the flow was wack before it started to catch on,

grew up listening to aphex twin, didn’t have to mention 
this the 4th dimension in action.. word… yo 
i never claimed a faction till i met God in the back of a sheriffs cab ..
just a fraction of the epiphanies bestowed upon the narrative back in the day when i broke 
insane, never been the same shame

Doves (prod. pis.i)

produced by pis.i

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thinking hella fast and acting slowly, they on notions hella lowly with it
tryna make sumn to make peach proud
why you shrouded in the darkness gotta get up out that murky water relish in catharsis take a break or sumn 
UH.. couldn’t match my pace i’m on a mission

execution of the vision precise, i’m a phlebotomist 
16 hour shift won’t up deter that boy from locking in,
but that’s generic soundcloud rap lyrics.. 
we on spotify with it, in the field keep a meal prepped 

on the radar feigning freestyles, it’s a predetermined flex uh
i was gonna tell you we up next.. channeling divine energy on the stage
 adé hakim finna hit his third prime, so, 
yo, imma keep this going it’s a passion project
had to get up out the 920 and quell the nonsense 

i was twitching & brittle, yo, i ain’t here to talk about my pitfalls, in the middle of my spirit is a psychedelic omen 
held that moment close so everything type gritty and fresh nonetheless yo bet.. this the set and the setting, 
and i been sober for a year, held the blessings in my heart 
try to channel into art, what’s a lion to a daniel 
what’s a daniel to my God.. what’s a dime to a ziploc filled w/ ounces free for non profit at the studio feeling like we prophets, yo, what’s a given to a undeterred fact
scrutinize epiphanies of unity just play it back it’s true to me and free for you

peaches_pride.mp3 (prod. pis.i) [interlude]

Keep Going (prod. Dynamis)

Scaring The Hoes (prod. Mazé) [intro]

Muladhara (prod. Roper Williams)

RED FLEECE 5 (prod. dj blackpower)

MKE (prod. pis.i)

not sure what to call it (w/ evilgirlfangs & madaradon) ## Mazé Foram

Prod. SUNNY PAFH

Mastered by Peach Fields 

RIP Randall Moyer

Gelato 41

ion like the old me

forgot to mention (w/ evilgirlfangs) ## pi

Loading Fields (w/ SelfLoadingImage) ## rubbish

falling off music ## dxfective, paprob

eilish (w/ Mixx Moon, MADARADON) ## 1ndone

Light beam (w/ Despues) ## 1ndone

i love Earl Sweatshirt 

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peach: 

time pass, why you count the grains of sand
what’s a penny to a dollar dollar to a band 
.. make it out the channeling of what’s heavenly 
 trepidation walking thinking they was out to get me 

i was on my bullshit no one really give a fuck though 
...get up out that small town drama ain’t impossible 
cleanse your circle if you feel the hate in they eyes 
i was non verbal hands of fate, waved “hi”

..i can’t tell it like a friend gotta make that path 
..i was hoping on your best days make it last 
accrued a crew i’m embracing the confluence 
..we Rue the Whirl like BOC it’s still a movement 

we spit good luck to populations so it’s efficacious 
cousin, hear me sticking to the basics 
i kept on spliffing till the music tried to play me 
huh, the music tried to play me



MADARADON: 

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After Party (w/ MADARADON) ## pi

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