this is the best lmao i am so glad i downloaded this album

If you've ever been an intern or worked a part time job, this mixtape is for you. If you're a dreamer working on bettering your current situation, this mixtape is for you. If you are in your 20s trying to find your place in this world, this mixtape is for you. If you like cheeky word play and creative metaphors, this mixtape is for you. If you like the color yellow, this mixtape is for you. If you are a fuckboy this mixtape is not for you.

Download: http://mixtapemonkey.com/1864/khary-intern-aquarium
(Not all songs are available on iTunes)

Artwork: Angela Estelle
Executive Produced: Khary, Mike Irish, Andrew Galvan
Mixed/Mastered: @MikeIrishMusic

intern aquarium.

Music Video: http://www.thefader.com/2015/10/27/khary-ambidextrous-video

Scratches by: Henry C
Mixed & Mastered by: @MikeIrishMusic
Recorded at Shifted Recording Studio.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I be fresh to death
You be dressed to get shitted on
She think that I'm mr right but I think I'm committed wrong
Girl look like Aaliyah but she one of million
Y'all keep it 100
I'm 1000 like a kilo ton
Just look at my daddy if you wanna know who I get it from
Just look at my mommy if you wanna know how I get it done
Yusuke Urameshi you are messing with my spirit gun
Just look at my feet if your concerned with how my city's run
Size, 9.5 on you ass
Keep a shoe box for the stash
Many more fish in the sea
Gotta keep a line for the bass
Y'all wait in line for the class
Me I just get it
I ain't in a hall with a pass
I just count money call it math
Don't fuck with you call it science
Fuck a bad bitch call it gym
Yeah we gon' run those laps
Yall go on a date 
But 1am is when she fuck with me
You be saving hoes
And yo squad look like the Justice League
I don't really fight but if you bucking then we knuckling
You a struggle rapper
You should rap more than you struggling 

Chorus:
I'm ambidextrous
I can make it work
I can use my right
I can use my fucking left
I don't need no fucking help
Now switch-it, switch-it
Yeah yeah

Bridge:
Now, Switch it (repeat)

Verse 2:
Yeah I got two hands so I can make it work
Call me captain yellow coat 
Put an ocean in her skirt
I'm a pirate because I get everything that I deserve
If I don't , I fucking take it like Winona Ryder's purse
Uh,
She think I be cheating cuz I get my Tom Brady on
Aside from all yo ass injections what do you got going on?
I don't want degrees
Gimme cheese yeah that provolone
You don't wanna fuck with me like I'm McColly home alone
Security better let my homies in
How I mop up y'all? 
Y'all custodians 
Keenan and Kel
Ah damn here we go again
This is not cat dog nickelodeon
Stop putting pussy on a podium
I mean you a pussy on my podium
Swim Team's not a gang a consortium
When I open up shop an Emporium
I don't fuck with basic niggas
They don't bleed but PMS
Okay I fucked some basic bitches
All they need is PBS
She having sex with me,
But I feel like she still be watching Sesame,
She moved my hand away and then she said to me...

[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[Henry C scratching]

Verse 3:
Who this nigga from Rhode Island
Come through and just kill the city you reside in
I don't gotta flex or resort to the violence
The ocean state great don't make me bring the tide in
This is not for the low low
This for the mo mo
Nigga pay me everything you owe owe
You a so so rapper,
I do it first and you do it after,
I did it on my own
Thinking I need you niggas
Now I just see the figures
Now I can see my ego
Might have to make it bigger
Might have crop the picture
Everybody photobombing
Where was you when I was eating all that ramen
Signing titties I don't need a co-signing
I let me remind em,
I'm ambidextrous 

Ambidextrous feat. Henry C (prod. by Tedd Boyd)

"I think no one knows what the fuck they talkin bout"

@PigeonsandPlanes Premiere: http://pigeonsandplanes.com/2015/12/premiere-listen-to-rhode-island-rapper-kharys-introspective-new-single-no-one-knows/

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I was interning,
Had the pen burning,
No one cared,
Never told em I was rapping
Till I fully felt prepared
They still hated
I just waited cuz they didn't what it meant to me
They gon' act like they discovered me later that's, that industry
Bullshit, damn,
Press the eject,
Breaker Breaker 1-9 please send me a check
I need money for all the nights that I be overly stressed
Cuz these bitches be quick to bounce on you like double D breast
Tryna focus,
You be be bogus
Got a new man hoping I would notice
I'am selfish I'am selfish I admit it
Wearing the clothes that you bought me, out
Tryna meet some bitches
RIP to my Ex's,
That that I've sacrificed
A wise man told me you can't take pussy to afterlife
So I want a legacy, 
Even if it's the death of me
Hoping heaven is betting because the devil is shoveling,
For my soul

Chorus:
I think no one knows what the fuck they talking bout
I think no one knows what the fuck their gonna do
I think no one knows what the fuck I'm going though
So tell me who the fuck are you

Verse 2:
What did Kim K wear today?
Who did Isis slay today?
No emoji's for God, so
I simply pray to bae
Hoping that she got some gigabytes inside her database
Hope her parents ain't prejudice so we don't erase the space
(race to space)
Missiles to heaven,
Satellite vision
The world is crazy
I'm aborting your mission
Ignoring petitions
Simply they're boring divisions
I don't believe in too much
So I'm ignoring your ism's 
Searching for food for thought
I be exploring the kitchen
They say knowledge is power
Got my my own pole and I'm fishing
I didn't ask for a pet
So I'm ignoring your bitching
Already knowing my future
So I'm ignoring predictions
Everybody got the plug,
Everybody got the juice,
Everybody got the drugs,
Nobody got the love,
Nobody the proof,
Why you gotta flash your loot?
Why you gotta stash the truth?
Why you gotta duck the goose?
Why you gotta win to lose?
Mat-Matter fact pass the noose,
So I can hang with my self

[Chorus]

Verse 3:
Let me say this now,
I mean so it's clear
It's my struggle less authentic because I'm interning here
Do you know why I moved?
Why I live in New York?
Well my mother lost her home,
is that cool to report?
Is it cool that snort, all that white in you nose?
I don't know but never judge in which you choose to indulge
I just know I got flows 
If you preventing my future
I might have to trade this microphone in for a Ruger
God damn,
I got plans,
If you gone act like a pussy you should get a tramp stamp
Always looking for action
You are not Van Damme
Why they assume that you juicing when you hit a Grand Slam
Aw man,
I got haters,
I got friends,
I got lovers from back then,
Got my mother,
Got my father,
I got 4 siblings,
I'm youngest so they all got 2 cents for my life
Sometimes I listen,
Sometimes I ignore their fucking advice,

[Chorus]

Outro:
Who the fuck are you? 
(repeat)

Download

No One Knows (prod. by Latrell James)

Skit: Jermaine Fowler
Mixed/Mastered: @MikeIrishMusic

The Hardest Part Is...

Featuring: @OluBliss
Produced: @TeddBoyd
Mixed/Mastered: @MikeIrishMusic

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I ain't in the trap,
But I'm in a trap,
I need Chris Brown money
Yeah "Gimme That"
Life's the only bitch worth my time
I ain't worried about women that don't hit me back
Can you pay my telephone bills?
Bitch
I don't have time to chill
Swish
I am not Johnny Gill but I'm making new editions of my will
Spread my ashes across the sea
For any millennial as lost as me
Matter fact don't call me that
Chasing commas
So we get high like apostrophe's
Oh your smart nigga
That went to a smart school
But tell me what your gonna do with that degree?
Cuz it take one dumb nigga
To pull one dumb trigger
Bang, fuck your philosophy 
You say my generation's crazy 
But yours didn't have any social media
Yours didn't have anyone deleting ya
The answers to everything Wikipedia
Information Age kids we different
Having basic conversations y'all didn't 
Maybe one day I'll change the world
But till then I know that I won't be living
By your exceptions, 
You only die when complacent 
I work like I'm in the basement
Though I still am
Things that we do for the gram
But what wound you do for a grand?
I've turned down jobs you would love to have
Never lost sight of what I'm meant to do,
I ain't move to New York for a corner office
I wanna own the building so I can pick my view

[Chorus]
Nobody told me bout my 20's
Nobody told me bout my 20's
Nobody said it be this hard
They told me boy go get your money
They told me boy go get your money
But I ain't working for no job
I'd rather do it on my own time
Find a way smile till the sun shines
Yeah we smoke weed,
We drunk,
Don't give a fuck bout what you want
We are us

Millennial Interlude Feat. Olu Bliss (prod. by Tedd Boyd)

Skit: Jermaine Fowler
Produced: @swll
Mixed/Mastered: @MikeIrishMusic

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I gotta go now,
I can’t stay here,
I'm too stressed out,
Counting my grey hairs,
Maybe I'm road kill,
They want me to lay there,
Got two jobs cuz they don't even pay here
I was just tryna make the flow pop
Somewhere tryna fuck the new girl co-op’s
Had to learn learn the game
I ain't making more stops
Wouldn't hand me the key so I'm breaking more locks
No I'm not chillen
Obsessed with my plan like a villain
Play Piccolos on you Crillens
Did it all for a feelin
Music is my penicillin
The sacrifice I was willin
Interning all week
You swear I do this for me
I swear I do this for free
You swear I do this for me
Boss made me get him coffee
5 sugars extra sweet 
Then passive aggressive emails 
Cuz I forgot the receipts
Cuz I forgot the receipts nigga?


Internlude feat. Jermaine Fowler (prod. by swell)

Guitar Solo: Aaron Hyzen
Additional Vocals: @HaasanBarclay
Mixed/Mastered: @MikeIrishMusic

Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Oh, my 
Oh my god
Illest nigga on your iPod
Everyone else?
Identity fraud
Fake IDs, I spot the flaws,
They study me like I'm abroad
I got more drive than your garage
I need a black on black like Amsted 
I got racks on racks when I'm in Prague
You rock slacks on slacks nigga fuck you job
You a corn, get a cob
Got foreign girl that I called a Saab
Used wear my heart on a sleeve
Now I cut it off when they get involved
That's a tank top
Tryna stay above water like a tanks top
Till everything's mine make a tank stop
I know you know that I'm kinda nice
Me and you could be dynamite
Keep it lit because I ignite
Where we go?
Maybe to that hotel
That I know you know well
I got a sack I should sell
But we gone smoke
What it do?
When see my niggas it's nothing new
Cuz we go back like FUBU shirts
I mean we go back like Pepsi blue
You'd think I have a treasure map
All the X's that I bump into
Noxxema flows,
No ones bumping you
Some how your still a zit
When I look in the mirror I am still the shit
I might build a bear,
I might steal your bitch,
You can doubledutch into a ditch 
If you come around with that hating shit
You gone call a nigga when he make a mil
Imma text you back like who is this?
All in all I'm pretty dope
But I couldn't change her preference
Cuz,

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
She wants a rocker
But I don't play the guitar
Yeah, yeah
I met her father
Never told him we fucked in is car
Said I'm in school at some college up state
Got a cottage in the Cape
OK I kinda lied
Today she told me she needed a break
I ain't know what to say
Because I'm kinda high

Bad guy bullets,
You can miss me with the bullshit,
You the plug, You the plug 
you the plug huh?
Bought to make it dim for you niggas like a dual switch
Blowing rappers out of water
That's a cool fish
In the frozen section
I got no reflection
Cuz working all night like a vampire
You broad cast broad bands but got slow connections
Headed for the top
Do it on my own
I need no Excedrin 
I ain't fuck your girl
But there were fingers involved
I gave her bowling lessons
Talk about spare time,
Talking bout me nigga?
Talk about airlines
Spit fly shit like autobot enemies
Hopefully the money pairs up with these paradigms
Is this where Atlantis is?
Head underwater I demand a bridge
The suns too far not close we get 
So we put it on wax like Icarus 
That's vinyl, Tryna feel richey Lionel 
Niggas only wanna ride the wave when it's tidal 
They ain't even read the book or the spark notes 
But somehow niggas feel so entitled
Everything I do is clutch
Tell these niggas hold on to their purses
Rap like you button mashing street fighter
Tell these niggas hold on to they verses
I be like Ken and RYU
Tell these niggas they the movie versions
She gave me gave me low end theory
Now I think I need new excursions


Guitar Hero (prod. by Latrell James)

Good Luck

French Toast

Produced/Mixed/Mastered: @MikeIrishMusic

Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I don't know how to dance uh
Momma told me pull my pants up
So my style is kinda random
You don't know my life
You don't know my life
I ain't have the newest Jordan's 
We could not afford them
When your the youngest of 5 kids
You gotta sacrifice
You gotta sacrifice
Used to want to be the man
Get an ovation when I stand
Till I realized I was walking like you
Gotta make my own footprints in the sand
Had me fucked up like Diddy and the band
Identity crisis,
An overly nice kid,
Discovered the vices,
The liquor provided,
The sex I hide in,
I've changed so much
So my memories priceless
Who am I?

[Pre Chorus 1]
Being in my 20s
I've treated liquor as a way to free me of my insecurities
As though there's a better me I could only reach when intoxicated,
But that's not true
I control who I am…

[Chorus]
You can take me to the water
But I'll die if I drink
Gotta find my soul
Gotta find a place to think
What is me, If I'm you?
What is black, if I'm blue?
There's a kink in the system
Gonna find my way through
Where I go? 

[Verse 2]
I don't believe in God but
But I think it's pretty obvious
There's a higher being inside us
And every living thing
And every living thing
Fuck who you try to make me
You can pray if you wanna save me
If your force feed your bible
What does it really mean?
What does it really mean?
I mean cancer's real
I mean cancer kills
I don't really care if I don't make it to 60
If heavens there you think Gods against me?
If our president can fuck Lewinsky
We're all human,
We're all doomed then,
No ones perfect,
Dreams are lucid
I just try to be the best I can
So when i die I'm not just pollution
On this fragile earth

[Pre Chorus 2]
I don’t really follow any Gods or religions
Though I’ve always believed in a connection of between all life forms
But if there is a God,
I highly doubt it would fault me for not reading a book
Written by the hands of men

[Chorus]
You can take me to the water
But I'll die if I drink
Gotta find my soul
Gotta find a place to think
What is me, If I'm you?
What is black, if I'm blue?
There's a kink in the system
Gonna find my way through
Where I go? Where I go?
Getting high, when I'm low
Just a flake, in the snow
Where I go? Where I go?
Getting high, when I'm low,
Trust myself that's control

[Outro]
I hope I'm not being too preachy about not being preachy (laugh)
It just comes out that way sometimes
I live a second life in my head
But lately I've been tryna put the real one in perspective
You see, my mother turns 60 this year,
A number that she’ll wear so well
And although she didn’t live a perfect life
She's one of the most beautiful souls I know
She believes in God but never pressured me to do anything thing
Other living a life with values and purpose
Because that's all you need really
So fuck that other bullshit
And what they want you to think
We all have to find our own way to the light
And that light will not always be in the shadow of others
Of others thoughts
And often involves some bad decisions
But those decisions don't define you
Just live...

60 (prod. by Mike Irish)

What you doing in China for? I heard there's trouble out there.

Produced by: @jamvvis + @legekale
Mixed + Mastered by: @jrobbdaproducer
Ad-libs: @jamvvis, @legekale, @jrobbdaproducer
@fung-sway, @runboxweathers, and Jovin

Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Woke this morning
With nothing to do
Put on some new garments
I found my calling
My homies keep calling
Like why are stalling
You should just kill em
You could make millions
Bring back that feeling
I’m ready I’m willing
My head to the ceiling
My mind to the sky
Cloud is a 9
Look in mirror like what is God
Is it not I
Cookies crumble want a piece of the pie
Dedication are the reasons we die
What you love will kill you
I'm surprised I ain’t drowned yet
Stole the show ain’t even show up for soundcheck
Getting checks I ain’t get a chance to count yet
Taxes niggas I’m gon’ need an accountant
Ponce De Leon I done found me the fountain of youth
You can’t deny I’m the truth

Chorus:
I keep my head up high
Prepared to say my 
Last good bye’s
My wings are strong
My hearts intact
Been gone so long
I might never come back
I’ll see you
See you later
Know that freedom isn’t money
It’s the acres
Where you land
Where you land
I got plans
I got fans
I got Jams
Don’t need friends
I need bands
I need bands

Verse 2:
Capital One Niggas
Always worried about what’s in your wallet
I meet your girl got her number don't call it
I'm more concerned about making deposits
I brush my teeth and don't turn off the faucet
I mean I'm flowing I do it subconsciously
Shitting on rappers hope Charmin will sponsor me
Future’s promising don't need you to promise me
Something,
Men In Black,
Will Smith, huh? 
Press that red button
Assembly lines your lyrics malfunction
How do fuck boys always get reproduction
Arresting the pussy,
Just watch who you cuffin
Chickens head known for the cluckin
Y'all niggas know for the nothin
Y'all niggas know for the bluffin
I don't need no robitussin
I feel high and I ain't even hit the bong
I like em old I might even hit your mom
Grease lightning,
I like em dumb I’ll hit a blonde
Ridel High when she hit them intercoms
Get up in her pond
Been a minute um
Poser niggas still shop at Billabong
Name ain't Cary how you alway get it wrong
World of Richard Scary’s where I get it from
Always busy
Always witty
Ciroc boys, yeah you always Diddy
Popping bottles but your CD frisby
Hope somebody catch it
You gon' have to miss me

Big Trouble (prod. by Jamvvis & Lege Kale)

To celebrate the 1 Year Anniversary of Intern Aquarium. "Quitting" music video dropping very soon.

Merch: http://www.kousteau.com

Floating (prod. by Dane Orr)

wifi (prod. by Calev)

Blessings, Blessings, Blessings...

Art by lilyellowdot
Produced by Haasan Barclay
Mixed/Mastered: by Mike Irish

Merch | http://www.kousteau.com

Lyrics:
Chorus:
Blessings, Blessings, Blessings holy ghost
I just keep on pushing till it rolls
I was stressing everything is fine now
Vivid and refined now
Everything is mine now

Verse (Khary):
Hooray, I ain’t gotta floss for a toothache
Fuck a part time I ain’t drinking out the Kool-aid
If we being honest I’ll be making more than you make
Back in 2012 I was living out suitcase
I’ve been on a new wave, women tryna swipe right
I just step back let em jump for the bouquet
I don’t trust anybody telling me it’s too late
A youngin I was jealous cuz my brother had a 2 way
Damn, look how the boy done came up
Listened to my momma I don’t fuck with strangers
Followed my heart to a pot of gold
But still I know the money comes with alt control
Don’t press delete, the flesh is a press release
The less we seek, the more we get pressed to speak
The jest in me, enjoys when I’m left to reach
The recipe, was simply to invest in me
The quest to be something important
I do not club hop nigga I’m boring
I’m working until the sub pops up the morning
Cuz I would rather die enormous than to live life dormant
Goldilocks to the porridge I really don’t sleep
Hightailing a truck I really won’t beep
Love some from a distance up in the nosebleeds
I was a sucker for love, it had me stuck in mud
But I stuck to my guns, yeah Elmer like Fudd
It’s basic, face it, you cannot replace us
give a fuck bout a racist
I had to run with no laces
Was in VIP with no bracelets 
I snuck in that bitch, I made a plot to get rich
Go mute let my bank make the statements
Life’s truly amazing you gotta stop all that hating
Everyday’s a special occasion

                              

"Holy Ghost" feat. Topaz Jones & Haasan Barclay

people just like being mad on the internet.

Produced by @austinmarc
Featuring @cloudatrium

Art by @lilyellowdot (instagram)

people just like being mad on the internet feat. Cloud Atrium (prod. by Austin Marc)

THIS WILL SOUND NOTHING LIKE THIS BUT ENJOY?

Prod. by @austinmarc

One Punch Man Freestyle (prod. by Austin Marc)

Merch: 
http://www.kousteau.com/

mgmt: 
contactkhary@gmail.com

French Toast

Khary

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