lyrics
~
i could never sell myself
to be somethin they want me to be
i be up all night till three 
just chillin zonin’ makin beats
in another world
tune into the frequency
i could never be nothin like what they see in me

never should’ve let you off the leash
sheesh 
had to free my mind from the shit 
it was just confined to be
don’t mind me
just plungin through the sea of my mind 
through rhymes
hold onto the music
make sure
that it’s timeless

nonsense
all i hear from you
but i digress
watchin the news every day will leave you mindless
and blinded
if you fuck with somethin,
make sure you got your people to back that
i’m ready to count stacks
never worried bout a nasdaq 

i could never sell myself
to be somethin that they want me to be
i be up all night till three 
just chillin zonin’ and makin beats
i’m in another world
tune into the frequencies
i could never be nothin like what they what they see in me
     
you ain’t really smokin til you stir the ash and pack it back down
kickin it in the background
but i’m back now
lay low
focus on yourself is what i tell myself
guess that’s why they call it underground
haven’t seen me but just know i’m around

my ears bleed for this shit
after the sesh i’m hearin frequencies that ain’t there
got me kinda scared
studio feel like a lair
or a portal to an alternate universe
you never had the courage to believe was there

never sell myself
to be anythin that they want me to be
i be up all night past three 
just chillin zonin’ stackin beats,
from another world
couldn’t guess the frequencies
i could never be nothin close to what they see in me

ain’t nothin sweet 
it’s my time to lock in and throw away the key
take a deep breath in and release
for the same amount of time
i spent grindin’
was rewindin’
half the moments from my life
while smokin and reclinin’ 

wouldn’t wanna be anywhere except where i am right now,
very much used to the fact some thoughts still can be foul
but this is real life
i couldn’t question shit
just had to jot it down
get that bud to breakin down
                                        
every thing’ll be just fine
you’ll go get yours 
and i’ll get mine
that is only what is comin
remember losin 120 pounds
just by runnin
now i’m gunnin on tracks
shoutout to you if you listenin to this either on or

gone off the wax
fat dabs to the head 
had me coughin like i lost a lung or sumn
ever since a young one
i been on the drums bada-pada-pum-pum
ever since a young one
been on the drums like bada-pum-pum 

i could never sell myself
to be somethin that they want me to be
i be up all night past three 
just chillin zonin’ makin beats
in another world
couldn’t guess the frequencies
i could never be nothin like what they see in me

I Blindly Redlined My Microphone

Could Never

lyrics
~
shit ain’t easy as it look
just as easy as it comes
see you gaslight your therapist
i’m just chillin in the sun
plus one
me and my baby
weed crumbs up on the keyboard
had to cook up sumn
all just to keep from being bored

greaseball in this shit 
had to stay dedicated to what my mind was on
astrology fucked up when i’m outta weed
my mind is gone
stay with the shit just like salad and the croutons
never a day off and never a day on 

do it for the peace
do it just cuz you love makin beats
nervous drivin when i see police
addictive mind set
like i need this shit right now
every time we in the stu 
you know i had to put the phone down

and on a regular day basis
can’t stay complacent with the fake shit
lookin in the dictionary
makin sure it make sense
shout out to my dad
i never paid rent 
he taught me half i know about music
n the influence

shit ain’t easy as it look,
just as easy as it comes
see you gaslight your therapist
i’m just chillin in the sun
plus one 
me and my baby
weed crumbs up on the keyboard
had to cook up sumn
all just to keep from being bored 

just like tyler
need my albuterol when i’m on stage
they told me stop playin
but this game i’m committed to
every song i make i swear 
be sounding like some interludes
could never could waste my time
at an educational institute

but here it go
one way trip down another rocky road
had to switch the mode up
no patience for myself
i could no longer slow up
go nuts,
just for the fact
i need this like shit just like homer need his donuts

subtleties add up to make a whole plate
oh i’m late?
you really thought i’d be on time today?
no way
this shit had to marinate 
but i’m not talkin old bay
out of tune bass
plus i had some shit to relay

fuck it have some cake
your birthday is everyday
even when they tried to tell you all dreams are fake
i never felt safe
until i met you
always a safe space
until i met you,
eternal safe space

pure love and grace
nothin could replace
go about the day with ease
every second we relate
you’re my other half
with you i’m always on the right path 
run thru a meadow 
comin home 
realize how quick the time pass

when we’re together
cause every moment is like a dream
every moment with you
is all i need
i didn’t beg and plead
me and you are both in the same book we both readin’
no matter the season
we in it til we end

no matter the season
we in it til we end
together
no matter the season 
we in it til we end

Easy As It Comes

S.W.E

S.W.E - Saturday Warmup Exercise (Interlude)

miscstrumentals  Vol. 1

w0o0o...

lyrics
~
my entire career in words is a double entendre,
stay smokin n repeatin the mantras
got a lot to conquer
had to get shit crackin,
even if i only make a fraction
had to whip this shit up like some meatballs in the pasta 
((the kitchen))
im just tryna strive and prosper

some kinda sick society we livin in’
that’s why from the fuck shit,
i had to keep distancin’
((facts))
feel like a piece of shit 
mockin important mail from the government 


nothin could be automated cept’ the effects
got the vision?
first step,
realize it gonna be nothin like you picturin’
it never been one thing or the other 
but, 

that’s the beauty of it,
i don’t know what ima say before i say it,
life is like a movie
but i’m just mesmerized by the game when i play it,
followed up by a long week

not enough hours in a day
and i can’t sleep
the bpm fucked up on my heart beat,
from the smallest things,
outside of my comfort zone

to put it plainly, 
the song itself is the growth 
to put it plainly the song itself is the 
               ((plainly))
growth,
to put it plainly within the song itself is the growth


tryna make sense of it all
will only lead to your downfall
trust me
i made it out the rust dawg,
you caught up in the smog,
i’m just on my job
no loggin off

thought it was snowin but it was just pourin ,
i rock the ralph lauren over the 
ralph lauren
broke but im just tryna get some hagen daz
queue the applause

been at this shit
practically on my knees
beggin myself for more,
the way i been at this shit
practically, on my knees just like begging for more
((word))

only if i make a fraction,
i did what made me happy,
nothin else could provide me this satisfaction,
mix the sativa with the coffee that’s a wicked combo
((smokin))

used to stay rollin dolo,
i hope my songs get released before i end up in coma
love when it snow outside,
never catch me drinkin soda

hope my songs get released fore’ i end up in a coma
loner, 
never catch me drinkin soda,
h20 in my veins
((water))
love when it snow

and i love when it rain
no one’s to blame
cept’ yourself
for all the damage you claim,
someone else did,
i didn’t see it but i felt it
((deep))

digging in my mind for bars,
tryna catch it like a shooting star
but not wish upon one
anything you did could very well just be undone

i’m not even on one
anything you did could very well just be undone,
((tryna,))
tryna catch it like a shooting star
but not wish upon one

Shooting Star

ahaha

ahaha...

lyrics
~
never had a choice,
this feeling should be rejoiced
cept’ in the corner on the floor
forgettin i had a voice 
never thought i could see the beauty in somethin that my hands create
never thought i’d see some people go
but i guess it’s too late
                                  
never question shit
that’s how you always go about your day
you a yes man
and yes man i’m sittin just above 5’10
no friends 
no ends no job,
dropped outta school just to prove 
you could make this your job

dreams big enough to overpower a storm cloud
so loud
in my head watching jus watchin the crowd go wild 
ima excel quick, 
work on makin your instrumental better 
you do nothin but just chillin without the netflix

look how time pass us by
gotta chill
speedin thru this too quick …
chillin w/ no netflix ..
shit be too quick

humble myself
thru the takin of times 
(leisurely)
away from all the other shit
only state is now i claim it i shine
i built it from the ground up,
never no funny stuff
in the mix  cuz im built for it

never no funny stuff in the mix cause i was built for it 
,hah
never no funny stuff
really built for it ..
no i can’t lie it’s all funny, shit

can’t be normal ‘less the time is dedicated to my craft 
exhale smoke and i pass
(facts)
nostalgic time, like  way before the air fryer
had to ride this life shit like some waves

never have a worry 
if you always lost in a daze
when we need a re up  just ((know)),  
it’s no delay 
never have a worry 
when i’m always in a daze
when we need a re up just know it’s no delay 

i had to throw the shade
i regret it but it just had to be that way
see?
nothing truly ever gonna be in the way 
(nope)
say what you gotta say
just get it off your chest
before the stress
getchu
the depressed way

mind gone astray
had to take the time just to be okay,
mind gone astray 
had to take the time to just be okay

never have a worry cuz i’m always in a daze
see days pass like cars in and out the lanes
no time to waste and no time is a waste 
                                                            
days pass like the cars in and outta lanes 
never have a worry there’s no time to waste  
and no time is a waste

No Time Is A Waste

hovering

gutterfluke

here  there

here, there

Joe Selvaggi talks with Pioneer Institute's Research Associate Aidan Enright about Pioneer's annual report on the Massachusetts labor force and discuss which trends could portend trouble for the state’s future.

Episode 199: Losing Local Labor: Retaining Workers Remains a Massachusetts Challenge

Will Soper was first arrested at the age of eleven, defending himself against the man who was his step-father. This was not the first time Will had been sexually abused, but it was the first time he fought back and sadly his mother took his stepfather's side.  Despite the toxicity of the family, he was never given any mental health or other counseling and was continually sent back to his mother and stepfather when the foster care system failed him. Will’s abusive upbringing led to a justice involved life, culminating in the sexual assault of a person he knew.  Now at 42, Will is finally out of prison and free of parole, but his time served and a personal apology to his victim cannot wipe away his sexual assault charge from his record. In Will’s own words, ‘…all I want to do is just work, even if it means washing dishes, I don’t care….I can’t go back to jail, I’d rather hold court in the street…’.

The Hustler Files Ep. 71 - The Sins of the Stepfather

The Way It Was

Throughout this 2nd full season, one of the go-to themes has been to chat with various Sheriffs about their jails and the communities they have watch over. In case you’re not aware, there are approximately 3100 Sheriffs’ across the United States and a similar amount of jails. Also if you’re not aware, the various tiers of incarceration are Jail, State/Private, & Federal. While each Sheriff runs his or her jail slightly differently, they all answer to their communities, the people who elected them. Note:  This is not the case in the State and Federal carceral system.  In this, Episode #92, and the last episode of 2024, we revisit both Sheriff Nick Cocchi of Hampden County, Massachusetts, and Sheriff Patrick Cahillane of Hampshire County, Massachusetts. Both are avid supporters of The Hustler Files show, but more importantly, innovative and forward-thinking when it comes to not only rehabilitating their jail population but doing the right thing for their fellow citizens.  Episode #93 will be the first episode of 2025!

The Hustler Files Ep. 92 - Trust the Process of Your Path

trusting the process.
☁️🔮✨🌊
eternal peace.

Podcasts from all of the local show on WHMP Radio in Northampton, MA. including Talk the Talk with Bill Newman and Buz Eisenberg, The Hustler Files, The Western Mass Business Show, and Panorama.

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