Progress from a Dorm in Taiwan

Pacem In Terris Scott Duke 5 - 7-2021

Savage

Prada

Im Not Good Enough

Haze

Kill Bill

Lyrics:
I’ve been giving it a thought lately and I
Haven’t made up my mind yet
Decisions on decisions like a stack of bills
Don’t know what you wanna spend it on, haven’t had your choices set
My liking to girls has been a slippery slope
Made me think of switching schools to explore opportunities and international pussies since it’d be easy
What am I saying? 
Yall wanted to know bout everything so I rap this shit in English
But nobody will listen
I aint got no supporters, I don’t even support myself
Going to a major related to medical health
Want some singing friends or film makers yet I got nerds
Sounds sweet to help with homework and not with words
Needed to communicate with people in this open world
Capitalism, making money to provide for my mom and pop
Feel like we getting older maturity props
Realizing it aint bout Black or white on the uniform of cops

I’ve been missing having family back in the United States
Cousins, uncles, and aunts during long winter breaks
Becoming wiser not necessarily good
Seeing the wronging in this world surely could
Make an emotionally stable man go insane
Tie his abusive girls’ father on to a train
Beat his dummy brain with a metal cane
Finish releasing stress then lick it like a candy cane
Passing by awkward situation with certain girls I’ve rapped in my songs
Like yeah I know he’s fucking you 
Girls be here acting like pussies will masturbate by itself
That’s why when they see Arnold’s body their vaginas start to melt
I could be that man bringing you happy times from the back
I’ve been working out lately, my body’s getting kinda jacked
Aint on that juice tho but you could definitely get some from me
I made sure to include in my diet fruits from pineapple trees
Giving classmates lessons should require some basic fees
Yet I aint perfect, so that shit has been bothering me
See this shit is hard, but I gotta keep it moving forward
Can’t sit here and think of bars just what rhymes with forward
Wanted to be that guy everybody looks up to and imitate
When they out of line will be same person who intimidates
Lately I’ve been feeling heavy
Lately I’ve been thinking crazy
Lately I’ve been dreaming weary
Lately I’ve been acting fancy
Fuck Iggy and her Grammy
Nominated is a shame to rap’s mommy
Lately I’ve been analyzing, avoiding studying, and considering am I happy
Been late to meetings, lately thoughts been busy


Lately I (Prod. Omito Beats)

Lyrics:
Have sunflower seeds I’mma take a crack at it
If the seed is a weed then I’m a drug addict
It might be bad for my health, what a bad habit
But I feel I can get away like a drunk rabbit x2
I just can’t put it down
I just can’t put it down
If my better judgment’s not around
Then I’mma start munching to repeat the sounds

Gotta work hard to get a bite of that pleasure
The reward seems smaller when I go measure
But they sold it to you with air, go figures
Mind told you it was fair, influenced by liquor 
Lick of sodium embedded on shell casings
Will have you buying another during errand shopping
Popping in your oral cavity, honestly
I use my right tooth cap to save enamel from disappearing
Haven’t had lunch, see what to munch
Look at the bag, I still have a bunch
Open Firefox, load up a video
Or a movie… hear using stereo
One to the next, routine never ends
Told myself to stop, again and again
but I can’t no I cant
Amygdala rants so I keep going, won’t stop, not til I faint
Lips drying up – skin peeling off
Pierced my throat, made me cough
Chug more water, had way too much
My lips cracked , hurts to touch
Sore throat when I woke next day
Salt intake was over 3k
wanted to rap all day
my addiction stopped me from recording that day
tho I relapse and go on to say














I eat seeds tho I hate watching baseball
The interwebs what I use instead of cable
Got the bag of cha cha seeds on my table
Either red or the David on American labels
Difference is what I got, my mother super likes
They’re longer and brewed so expenditures spiked
Read the serving’s 20 something but I overdose
Going to dump my shells, felt pain in my toes

Must clean room
Where’s a broom
Shells lying everywhere, boy am I doomed
Got my protein, but still haven’t ate
4 hour past eight, sure getting late
Substituted breakfast, more than a snack
All other nutrients I sure lack
I don’t want rehab, cut me some slack
I'm craving it, give me it, I want them back
Don’t make me mad, I can smack
Head seed colored, real dark black
Road trips ahead – prepared for that
Trashcan ready 2 zip lock bags
I don’t have a problem stop with the chat
Don’t snitch like sneaky lil rats
Wanna be an animal I’ll be a cat
Repeating Tom and Jerry while saying that


Sunflower Seeds (Prod. Tempeau)

Lyrics:
I’m not sure if yall have experienced this
Not a silly problem or hearing a major diss
Waking up every inch of you is exhausted
Itching to destroy whatever that has caused it
That is what I can’t do, not my ability
Unless I pack my bags and fly back to my home country
Being in a place where people speak different language
Worst part when you look the same, they think you’re brain’s damaged
Mentally when you order fast food or send a mail
They expect you to understand, yet I’m like what the hell
Did you say, sorry I’m chao sen
And fuck classes giving test in Chinese derived from boring lessons
Most my classmates don’t care, since I’m a burden
Their English is good enough; yet don’t help like a surgeon
I’m left open, anger ready to be expelled
When reminded of their immaturity, I might get expelled

Look at my record, I’ve been fighting everyday
This a different fight unlike the 13th century
Monday through Sunday, this shit aint easy
Physical and mental, when will I go crazy?

I’m not trying to be a bitch who always complains
But when you’re away from home it’s hard to refrain
I stuck myself in these shoes, Trynna be a better man
Road to my goals requires thick skin of superman
Hypocrite hypocrite
Getting mad is lacking grit
Poser if you’re having fits
Loser if you’re using fists
What frustrates me is not the fact I’m not in power
It’s that people follow without thinking, like a coward
Do this since it’s been done
Do that, it’s the only one
Guerilla tactics better than standing still with a gun
I would let it slide if the pipes aren’t filled with Saudi oil
Corruptions in our government, eventually will take its toil
Shout out to the ones who fight harder on a daily basis
My parents are the best, defining work middle classes
To people wasting their time talking mad shit
I will make sure to tell them this little bit: (they don’t know shit)

For doing something drastic but that is not my nature
Which doesn’t make sense since I’ve battled against favor


Fighting Everyday (prod. Omito)

Lyrics:
Let’s ride for a minute before I have to fly away
Let’s ride for a minute before we have to go our separate ways
Let’s ride for a minute so I can tell you what I wanna say
Let’s ride for a minute fore I drop you off on your driveway

From time to time I think about chatting once again
How I messed things up and couldn’t land my plane
Not my plan, no no it wasn’t 
Now the stress and night fuzzing
Got my mind off and buzzing
Load is heavy from trucking 
Feelings floating back – hit me like a sack
Track was a loop, I aint running back
I aint shopping for love here you can have the Quarter back
Tired of being kicked around hacky sack
Like it’s me against all the girls who formed a pack 
Who plays while using hacks
All those sleepless nights in bed moving and restless turns
Got my heart full of fuel now it’s ready to be burned
Here hop in the dodge van that I drove for many years
And you could get where I'm coming from, yes my darling dear
No need to shed a tear
I’ll haunt your teddy bears
But by now different settings makes me wonder why I even care
This aint a vengeful song, summary of my year
2012 and 13 now I’ll sing this without any fear	

Spending time with her makes me like her even more
If my eyes were a muscle then they would never ever be sore
Looking at her features … hoping everything would workout
Paying so much for membership…she better be worth to checkout
Keep telling to myself maybe this one gonna be it
That her reply to my questions aint saying “go beat it”
Lessoned learned from previous, closer to being genius
Guess my ashes has risen and turned into a phoenix
Feeling like taking her and riding until the sunset
While my heart beats heavy like a Travis barker drum set
Grab her to the side and tell her I’mma clear the rumors
Mix it with some pei jiu and use my unique sense of humor
Tell her how I mean it, what I mean is serious
Maybe we can sail to the sea, you know I am curious
Contrasted to verse 1, I think I’ve been making progress
Hear me sing this chorus again it’s time to rid of stress


Let's Ride (Prod. PSBeats)

Life is tough but when we have family who loves us, we can get through it. So make sure you cherish who you love

Lyrics:
N E G A T I V E
They say you be looking lonely Peter why you don’t got many friends
I say I choose wisely and not deal with those who pretend
I’m sorry that logic might be hard for you to understand
That’s why in the long term I will always have the upper hand
Been a long time since setting my soles on sunny sand
Every texture of the grains tickles tissues to be grand
Swear my sweat pores should be sours stars for bursting much
Fit for shooting hoops when opponents are afraid to touch
Ducking social events like I'm suffering from PTSD
People dressed up as if clothes were manufactured from money trees 
In their balconies, of fictional fantasies
That credit card swiped so often like tinder matches who are ugly
Fire burning constantly, ignited from comments or tweets
People arguing about whose balls the best instead of doing deeds
Maybe my throats always sore and dry from silently yelling out
Why are we so twisted as a race? Where’s Buddha to help me out?

Hook:
Relax 
Lay down
Don’t let negatives in life drain and make you frown
Drown with
Tears of laughter
Made by silly clowns

After
You tell who you love you love em
When they’re around
Don’t be worried about getting money pound for pound
That would make you happy
Now how that sound?


I hate the moment after tests I go online and check my grades
Freaking out about learning bullshit that quickly fades
Teachers telling me you should really get better in Chinese
Catch up in a year while taking classes for your bach Degree
My problem is I don’t try, my problem is I don’t like
Studying topic matters not taught by Bill Nye the science guy
Attention span is simply short, in 2015’s cohort
Wish I was J R smith balling when he’s streaking down the court
Improvements man I must sort
Negatives I must abort
Why do I get mad easily when life is just too damn short?
Guess my walls of patience have been slowly crumbling from my fort
The Stressing and steaming resulted in bumps similar to warts


Jealous seeing high school classmates making their dope rap songs
And wonder why I lack friends from high school when I moved along
Disappointed in myself for not chasing my true dreams
The more I rap I realize that my dream is not a dream



Relax - PHrase (Prod. Canis Major)

Lyrics:
You know know know this aint designer shit
You know know know this aint designer shit
You know know know this aint designer shit
Why cant you appreciate all my accomplishments
Let me loop that sample again
Let me loop that sample again
I did it since I always gotta repeat my words
Nobody picking me up leaving me at the curb
Biggest gimmick is wearing skirts or saying skert?
If that’s the case then my tactics will never work
I don’t got a mindset of going on a shopping spree
Everybody’s poor mentally but look better than me
No Louie Vee, Buckle Tees, or air jordan’s of Nike
Mark Zuckerberg and J cole, now K Dot dressing simply
No make up, no fake stuff, no flauting my assets see
Just values and morals and all of my abilities
That is what they do not see, initially when they don’t know thee
Their calculation of physically don’t add up well for bumble bees
I don’t gotta check when I buy a check if doing so makes me happy
When necessities turn to enemies of you no longer loving me
And corporations’ your best buddy, n u support new slavery
And base people on what they spend not spending time with family 
So seldom when I do buy it does make me excited momentarily
But after that, back to reality and my weird ass personality
Cuz
You know know know this aint designer shit
You know know know this aint designer shit
You know know know this aint designer shit
Why cant you appreciate all my accomplishments
Tell me what you’ll pay for this
A dollar or 99 of the same cents
I designed this using my own pen
Will you buy it or throw it straight in the bin?


Fighting Everyday (prod. Omito)

P-Hung

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