Nothing Works 


I’m a lost cause
Lost dog
Hip hop artist
But I’m not even that hip or at all close to the hardest

Nothing works
All just hurts
Don’t free my mind
I’m the worst

Self doubt will change your expression
Expression mention tension when working on ascension 
I’m working on being a little more outrageous 
But was I already that including transferring cages

It’s ok
To change your mind
Just hope you know
It’ll only change with time

You cant force remorse regret or be coerced of course 
You need to play your bets and net with the best to grow your worth
But that’s not satisfying enough 
Gotta do it all on your own right
Gotta pick and choose all your own fights
Who to beef with
Who to betray
When will you really fucking learn
It never has to be that way

You’re only making things harder
But even if you listened would anything change if you’re still just a martyr?
Probably not
Be used abused misused as a tool or a fuse
Get plugged in and pulled out
Get sucked in but blowed out

It don’t matter how you see
Everything changes
It don’t matter what you needin 
It might be best to act like you’re brainless

Cause a little bit of flow
With that little amount of time
Could save you and everyone else on this planet
And maybe just an extra dime 



Working Both Ways


I’m working every way I can
Making money in a number of bands
Illegally supplying
Staying lying to my ma
I can’t explain how I’d feel if I was caught
I’m still giving that gov their money
But no matter how loaded I am
My mind never stays sunny 

1 k
2 k
5 and some more
I hit 20,000 and I’m still fucking bored
Nothing changed
But my drug fame
I didn’t want that though 
Being known for my green and yellows
My mania will never fully mellow out

(Interlude 

But I’m trying to. I write like a poet and rap like a star. I want to sing like a legend but my voice doesn’t reach very far.)

I’m worse for the better
Sprinkling skewed drops like the weather
But Im not dropping water
I’m dropping body’s 
Is it getting hotter in here?
I’ll take another shot please

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Cover by angelxmae


Cut bars:

I’ll make a fine enchilada 
Out of that crimely double entendre
Now I’m moving timely like I’m hustling my mantra 
I don’t really meditate nor do I eat that cilantro
But no judgement if you like it, do whatever you wa

Harmonic Tales From The Aether

spazzout prod thadger

An journey into the "Lost Horizon" that is full of sound and colour.

Ascending Into the Light

I'm a synesthete composer hears colors and sees sounds. I write on a global scale specializing in creating unique musical blends.

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