Falling

Harvey the Kaiju and Elvis Mcfly navigate stormy waters on this lyrical onslaught while taking their listeners along for The Odyssey.

Paint By Numbers

The Odyssey

The Odyssey *DEMO - Produced By Melks (Feat. Evlis McFly & Chucha Libre)

Pardon Me Brotha 

(Verse 1) [16 Bars]
Let me state my case, I hale from the city of dreams/ it's ironic cause we never sleep trapped in them scenes/ I simply call it how I see it/ I don't act in ways, I be it/ man I'm 3D ready and you don't need glasses to see it/ I been broke enough to know the value of a dollar/ and I've acted stupid enough, to properly showcase a scholar/ on my blue collard worker shit at time it's like I ain't home enough/ to witness baby girl grow up but/ these times is ruff so most us just occupy a cup/ yeah.. You know fucking our livers up/ It's like tomorrow never came and we just dancing in the rain/ dancing through the pain only to sober up and relive it again/ again, I find my self surrendering/ to blue for school, amongst distinguished gentleman/ though.. Uncouth, never untrue my regiment/ is something special when my rhetoric prescribes the medicine/ though.. Uncouth never untrue my regiment/ is something special when my rhetoric prescribes the medicine/ yeah....

(Hook) [2X]
I inhale to exhale illustrations in motion/ broadcasting the dopest, To illustrate my focus/ wear it on my sleeve cause, my coast is furious/ you see the norths face this profile is atrocious/ 

(Verse 2) [16 Bars]
Well I can show you the bells and the wisles! The flowers and missles. The birds and the pistols but! I'd rather illustrate a perfect painted picture/ or a picture perfect painting perfectly blended like mixtures/ my perpscription is your addiction, your conviction/ I blame myself for your condition./ but jiminy cricket won't take his tole on me/ you can't keep me heavy heavy, I wear my heart on my sleeve/ so I, take a dose! In need of an escape/ put my headphones on blast, and press play on this tape/ then I move on, with my head to the clouds/ and bubbles around my dome like I'm thinking out loud/ though I can't escape this nightmare that I'm living now/ and what I'm dreaming now, ain't quait how I'm feeling now/ and I can't figure out, the reason I've Ben buggin out/ these lights are shutting down/ think I'll be heading out/ 

(Hook) [2X]
I inhale to exhale illustrations in motion/ broadcasting the dopest, To illustrate my focus/ wear it on my sleeve cause, my coast is furious/ you see the norths face this profile is atrocious/ 

(Verse 3) [16 Bars]
So Smile for the cameras if you wild enough/ they'll make you famous baby, this life dangerous/ but then again, who wants to be a billionaire/ at any cost, like that ain't all of us? Who you kidding!?/ if money is the root of all evol, by western intellect/ and if you spell that backwards, love is its equivalent/ well something's incorrect cause some of that shit don't make cents/ how can something so evil have such a positive affect... On me?/ it's like that note when It hits on key/ and what it means when it speaks to me/ like how it go when I rock, it's like that flow you can't stop/ it's like I'm simply on top/ of the world... And I just feel I can't drop/ I can't fall, or plummet to the earth/ cause when you start at the bottom the top the only place to go/ and this something's better than nothing routine is getting old/

(Hook) [2X]
I inhale to exhale illustrations in motion/ broadcasting the dopest, To illustrate my focus/ wear it on my sleeve cause, my coast is furious/ you see the norths face this profile is atrocious/ 

Pardon Me Brotha (Single)

Simply Undefined

Yeah.... Ha...
Shut is to ill though

(Verse 1)
So what, I'm back again to deliver these upper cuts/ to the upper gut, On these upper cuts/ henny cobra clutched/ hand on my nuts, cup full of suds/ when last night was blur, ol girl will concur/ flows stupid as hood ideologies that brought us up/ not giving a fuck, pressing your luck, you will touched/ like a sign requesting the opposite, I'm on polick shit/ artistic in my own ways, minus the bullshit politic/ ugh, polish my topic of discussion through percussions I/ leave all my buttons submerged so what you pushing huh?/ there ain't no hitting home with me to catch me where it hurts/ I handle my own, and in my dome is where I leark/ I rash on shit some might call it poison I be/ on top of this world on this dark knight you'll find me/ With my bad bitch beside me looking lively/ fly as poison Ivy, to my right, never behind me/

(Hook)
These days fly by we waiting on the hands of time/ to call our number so we kick it sitting bent reclined/ trapped in a state of mind, define by the bishops eye/ we pawns to the world lost... With no sense of time/...
These
days fly by we waiting on the hands of time/ to call our number so we kick it sitting bent reclined/ trapped in a state of mind, define by the bishops eye/ we pawns to the world lost... Simply undefined/ 

(Verse 2)
Tonight alive Let's describe the inscrutable/ immutable thoughts of dyeing so Unusual/ scribble with pens and pads tags on you cubicle/ ol girl looking bad Got my logo on her cuticles/ visions of rap super stardom, pardon if I space out/ I lay the pace out, and break out/ on some lead the chase out, doors are locked break the chase out/ or stomp that shit out on some rugged boot to the face style/ Look what we face now, the day weighs heavy on us/ eye are getting lower, sitting bent up on the corner/ burnt out marijuana as evidence trying to out run The stress/ far from that elegant delegate suited at his desk/ I'm suited up in my best, my flannel jeans and a vest/ Yankee fitted on my wig, SB dunks on the set/ street dreams, tv screens is what we looking at/ fuck it ain't no looking back bitch now take a look at that/ 

(Hook)
These days fly by we waiting on the hands of time/ to call our number so we kick it sitting bent reclined/ trapped in a state of mind, define by the bishops eye/ we pawns to the world lost... With no sense of time/...
These days fly by we waiting on the hands of time/ to call our number so we kick it sitting bent reclined/ trapped in a state of mind, define by the bishops eye/ we pawns to the world lost... Simply undefined/


Simply Undefined (Single)

UNCOUTH

Chapter 6 (Ojos)Prod. By KobraKlutch

The long awaited return of the Kaiju is here.
Listen to the first single by SAEMO KAIJU on Soundcloud before the full project drops.

Long Time Coming..

Mr.Blonde (interlude)

PAINT BY NUMBERS DEMOS

Yesterday's News

Valor

The Chase (Ruff Mix)

A Native of Queens, N.Y., SAEMO brings the heart and soul of this working class, inner-city upbringing to his body of work. The now Lawrence resident delivers consistent lyrical gems in his verses and pushes to shine the light of hope and inspiration to his people in the struggle. Harvey has always found a way to deliver conscious concepts over dope beat breaks and catchy melodies.

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