Recorded on RecForge Pro android app.

Recorded to Bob Acri - Sleep Away

I'm doing Poetry/Spoken Word again. :D

Lyrics:
 Some nights I cannot rest./
As my bed morphs into the shape of jaws which belong to the Loch Ness./
And I refuse to view such a qualm and cause of alarm as a trick of the conscience./
Mind in chaos like a bomb threat at the Pentagon, yet.../

Amongst to sirens crying and lightning striking, I am, content./
At peace with the nukes exploding and troops patrolling./
The bullets fired skyward and the sigh of fire./
Along with the child in pain. Am I insane?/

Maybe. But if sleep is the cousin of death and death is the son of time, then why hide?/
I fight the sleep and embrace the signs that keep me just shy of dreams./
The reason why, it seems, is that I can only find temporary joy in that void./
And that joy attacks fast, for it attracts laughs, but retracts in a flash./

So I seek permanent peace in a keep of reality./
Allowing the debris and degree of chaos surrounding me be soothing sounds to me./
Letting sleep reach out to me would be insane. I need to stay, indeed, awake./
At least, today. For it seems tomorrow never shows, a decent way to keep the sleep away./ 

Sleep Away

Original Track - M-Phazes - Reality Bites

Lyrics:
I take the form of a person just to grip the pencil this tight./
I get high, but I don't smoke and I just missed my fifth flight./
Sick guy with penicillin equipped./
But is it really a gift to be lyrically efficient. Why?/

Took the time to grip your mind with a picture and you missed it./
Why? Simply cuz you niggas' blind. Plain and simple./
Use your brain a little. Signals sent amidst the spine./
Take it back to a different time just to get it right./

Hit rewind. Time machine casette player./
So I live within music. No death later./
No guy with a scythe exists. Only thing sharp/
Is the mind of the guy who is typing this./

Whose knife is this, lodged deep through my iris?/
You would think only blindness precedes, but indeed, my.sight is/
Heightened to peaks where light is received in completed right./
Instead of getting refracted by faggots who think they tight./

Don't flex. Get your weight up. Bowflex./
Used to call for help from the sinking, but now it's no stress./
I'm tryna break into the hall of the old heads/
And be the youngest legend ever known. Yes./

I have my work cut out for me, is what you seem to say./
No, I know I'll get my slice soon cuz this a piece of cake./
Either way, if I get to see the day that seasons change,/
And things remain at ease, then indeed I'll say it'll be ok./

Reality Bites

Free Amar

Still barely applying myself; I'm spread thin, so forgive me. 

Satan In A New Skirt

Ignorance Is Bliss

So far from everything, but in the distance, there's the skyline, reminding me of where I can never return.

Skylines At Nighttime

Please Think Twice

Original Track - Nipsey Hussle - Forever On Some Fly Shit

Lyrics:

Fly until infinity. I am the epitome/
Of rhyming. Are you hearing me? Doubtfully./
And any doubting me or looking down on me are clouded cuz I'm in the clouds/
And smiling down on y'all, see. You spawn are my offspring./

The world has taught me to take whatever they'll never give./
So I use my cleverness to settle this./
The best is never better than, so no, I'm not the best and I've never been./
All up in the element of air being arrogant./

Gotta get my green like asparagus./
Heh. But none of your dollars could offer you intelligence./
Y'all got the propensity for density mentally./
But my energy could summon any entity in history./

I'm good. I'm great. Niggeh, I'm a bowl of Frosted Flakes./
Bet I make it to the top regardless of how long it takes./
And once I reach my destination, planting it in all ya faces./
All it takes is dedication, patience, and a lot of grace./

Yeah. The qualities of a sentinel.
On a mission to oppose, and rip in two the system we're imprisoned to. 
To institute a new beginning. To alter what you listen to without falter, the author of principle.
Witness the establishment in which wicked views were picked to rule fall before the hero, the icon representing truth, the gift to you. 
Xale.

Forever On Some Fly Shit

Die Alone Feat Keon

Instrumental provided by GHXST.
Check him out here:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCHexQIr720CbQf54R8jJ9hw
Or here:
https://soundcloud.com/ghxstof91

Lyrics:
I'm really out here. You niggehs stay inside./
I will take ya life, kid. Better pay the Pied/
Piper when I'm aiming mine. The exterminator./
Terminator. I'll be back to germinate the game in time./

Right now, I'm laying mines. In the vacant minds/
Of those who pay attention to style, evading rhymes./
These niggehs average, but yall praise fashion./
Your favorite rapper is you in a Balmain jacket./

Nothing special. That jacket, it doesn't help it./
You waiting for them to share? Well, I don't know what to tell you./
No handouts. While yall was standing with ya hands out,/
I was shaking hands, making bread. I'm the man now./

Don't understand how, these overrated/
Emcees think they competing. I simply just can't compute it./
I open up my computer. Open up any beat/
And after programming heat, I ctrl, alt, and delete em. Xale./

(...)

Back to this rapping shit. I been rapping since,/
Flip phones were popping. George Bush was in office./
And twitter was getting launched, but these niggehs still haven't crossed me. They can't./
Too busy handling balls to handle ball in the paint./

But I ain't. I'm Iverson on the rise again. Try defend./
I go left, then right again. Off ya chest like you Iron Man./
Close my eyes like it's make pretend, then I lay it in. And 1./
You niggehs couldn't shoot with a handgun/

Fully loaded and cocked with the safety off. Knock it off. Who you kidding?/
Cool it out. New Edition. I pull out the tool, extension./
The Tim the Tool man edition. Retarded with the penning./
I was sent the office. That in-school suspension./

I'm dumb lit. Was never a dumb kid, but I'm goat now./
So many hoes in my boat, will I stay afloat? Wow./
Whole crowds flock to my wave. I'm crowd-surfing for days./
I'll drown for certain with a smirk on my face. Yah./

(...)

I am the epitome of the industry...kidding./
That shit is fiction. No pulp, no Willis./
But this ain't no little league. I'm aiming for the bleachers/
And past that. So if you can't catch, better duck like Aflac./

Yo. Back in the day, I used to sharpen the pen-cil./
Now I'm just tryna sharpen my wit. Still the guy with the pen./
Kill-ing every track I borrow. No sorrow./
Maybe I'll catch up on my guilt in the morrow, but right now.../

I'm too hype. They tryna tell the niggeh to "pipe down"./
I'm only Mario when I bite down on the type cloud/
Produced from all the nukes that I write down. Atomic./
And every time a fool try and test me, I "bomb" it./

My problem is that I'm too ambitious./
Used to want to be a dj. I would practice when I do the dishes./
The ones and twos were missing a real niggeh to lay the smoothest writtens./
Now I'm here and y'all can't take my shot unless you pull the trigger./


Yeah, I'm been getting bread for a minute./
Niggehs want me dead cuz I did it. Yeah I'm dead, but who isn't?/
Chilling in the land of the living./
Tryna make a hell of a living./

If hell was a prison, I'd be in the hole./
But since this hell is less of a hell and more a home, niggeh I'm chilling./
Tryna turn a dollar to a million with my rhyming./
Hope to God that I could buy my way to heaven./

B O D I E D

If today is all we have together, keep me in your dreams tonight...

Sample From A Little While by Yellow Days
Enjoy.

Days With You (Nights Alone)

Sample from a vevo collab live session of Miguel's track featuring J. Cole, Come Thru and Chill.

Speaking of collab, hit me up on IG to collaborate @ sirlulzalot
Or email me: aliman360@yahoo.com

More to come.
Stay tuned...

Come Thru (And Chill)

Original Track: Kanye West - Ultralight Beam
(KOTA The Friend also has a verse to this instrumental; he has mad talent, so check him out.)

Change is in the air. More to come...

Angel Dust

Original Track - J. Cole - High For Hours

EP coming soon? Maybe not soon, but it's on the way.

Stay tuned...

High 4 Hours

Original Track - 9th Wonder & Pete Rock - City Star Srut

Blind Spot

Self Love

Maaaannnn, it's been ages since I uploaded and for that, I apologize; lives been complete shit tbh.

But I'm forever the optimist and for as much as it seems life has pain in my path, I've seen the best this world haws to offer and I've felt love on the grandest of scales. 
And I wish that for you all, for now and to come.

Original Track - Earl Sweatshirt Feat Mavi - EL TORO COMBO MEAL

El Toro Combo Meal (remix)

Original Track - Mavi - Five Minutes Writing Form the Bottom

From The Bottom

Poet, Singer, and Not A Rapper.
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