who the fuck is we?

I myself and me

gang of one, gang of greed

who the fuck is we?

I myself and me

gang of one, gang of greed



We snatchin yo chain, 

we goin in yo pocket 

we eatin your meal 

you aint gon stop it 

instead of breaking bread

yo girl giving us head 

instead of a sit-down 

yo ass sprayed with lead



who the fuck is we?

I myself and me

gang of one, gang of greed

who the fuck is we?

I myself and me

gang of one, gang of greed



Dont shake with snakes

make no mistake 

my peoples is real 

your peoples is jakes

hes wearing a wire 

you both gon retire

we bringin the pliers

they aint gonna find ya



who the fuck is we?

I myself and me

gang of one, gang of greed

who the fuck is we?

I myself and me

gang of one, gang of greed

who the fuck is we?

I myself and me

gang of one, gang of greed

who the fuck is we?

I myself and me

gang of one, gang of greed

GANG

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5.56

Is this thing on, hello?,

I need some space to mellow.

My head about to explode,

My brain feel just like jello.

I'm shaking with the tremors,

Like ninety year old fellows.

This spot is reserved,

Can't retire feeling special.

Tired of dudes that feel special,

That environment to me is stressful.

Don't be proud of me or give medals

If I didn't do shit, don't deserve it

Memories dissolve I got

No need for a chainsaws

The claws are un-paused

The brain is mentally lost

We cross the same path

but no eye contact

Bank account get subtracted

from all our transactions

I'm paper bag sack lunch

Skin peeled from the sun

I never was the one

Spitted from my tongue

Hail Mary to the end zone

I don't write it with the PEN

Type it in with my vitamins

Every minute counts

always had a Erie  sound

Probably will never amount

to anything I'm just letters

And push towards the levee

Leave letters in mailbox

Add another brick to the bridge

before it crumbles

shit makes me cringe

try to keep the engine in good condition

It doesn't matter if they don't listen

rotting in my sanctuary

thank you Mary, thank you very

much, the flying Dutchman

smoke from the dutch flying up.

LETTERS TO NOWHERE

It get chilly in the villy

When im spittin so illy

Need a milly in my pocket

Got it poppin like a pilly

Chinchilly wrapped around my bitch, almost like a philly

9 milli 1312 always reppin

What the dilllllly

I could give a sixth letter

Standing in the cold

Freeze for cheese

Whether its cheddar or its feta

Dizzy D, sayin fuck the lieutenant

Don't forget

You owe me, this, that, and the other thing

This for the brothers banging on bars, screaming "let me free"

Set to be all I'm meant to be, embracing the eventually

don't pretend to know my steez

Cause I stay lowkey as underground OGs

It’s time to air my laundry

Dirty clothing piling up on the dresser

I’m tryna learn forgiveness

Most times I’m more Pac on the stretcher

Just cause you’re paranoid

Don’t mean they’re not out to getcha

Coming with that reassurance like you betcha

I’m just glad I met ya, I’m still glad I met ya

Even if you weren’t whatcha seem

It turned into a nightmare, I wish life was but a dream

Living off borrowed time and murder scenes

All praise that plastic dream...

PROVIDENCE 3AM

She said, “Maybe it’s me…”

Tryna take the blame just to set me free

But I know what it is, yeah, I know what I see

Ain’t no fixing something that was never meant to be

Love turned cold like the ice in my cup

Tears on her face, but she still act tough

Said she hate herself ‘cause she ain’t love enough

Told her, “Girl, don’t lie, that was never on us”



I was out late, chasing dreams, chasing sins

You was home waiting, wondering where I been

maybe if you changed, maybe I would let you in

But you was never the problem, I just never could commit

I was distant, I was reckless, I was numb

Said I’d call you back, but the night made me dumb

Now you looking in the mirror like you ain’t enough

Like it’s something you did—nah, that ain’t what it was



She said, “Maybe it’s me…” 

“Maybe I was never what you need”

Told her, “Girl, don’t lie, don’t bleed for me”

I was lost before you, now I’m lost when you leave



Even love ain’t enough…

Even love ain’t enough…



Even love ain’t enough for the scars I got

Tryna drown all the pain in this double shot

If I ever lose you, tell me what I got?

‘Cause the money don’t heal, it just makes me rot

She packing bags, left a note on the dresser

Said she tired of pretending I was ever gonna get her

Said she tired of the late texts, cold nights, no fights

‘Cause fighting means you care, but I let it all slide

I let the silence do the talking, let the space build a wall

Let the guilt in her chest make her feel too small

She said, “Maybe if I listened, maybe if I tried…”

But she ain’t see the truth—I was empty inside

MAYBE ITS ME

We up all night, toss and turn life

Palpatine eyes, dream cut like a knife

swimming in sweat, seeing shit again

She said forever, but that was then

tucked this away, but it's back again

It shook me, got me baring my teeth

got me feeling like a building on top of me

a crushing, sinking, out-of-time feeling

a fitting end to be left alone bleeding

broken hands on my watch busted hands on my throat

empty town woes, death to my foes, no remorse

Heard that he looks a lot like me, but he won't be

death warrant signed when I looked en dem eyes

we booked a one-way ticket on a burning plane

but I can't complain, we did it to ourselves 

sunk into a living hell like sitting in a jacuzzi 

after being in a cold ass pool, bubbling, boiling

we both so far from cool, and you know that 

thats how we found each other, sometimes 

Dead-end roads just attract. 

CRASHING

She said there’s a storm coming,

I can feel it in the air now,

Winds howling through my chest,

Lightning flashing in my stare now.



All night, writhing in pain,

Hoping to catch just a glimpse again,

But it’s hopeless, I know this,

Heartbreak got me sinking in.



Hard to be sad with a mouth full of tit,

But when it’s over, that’s when it begins,

Mind start clicking, the thoughts creeping in,

Told not to think, told not to drink,

Told to keep standing, but I’m on the brink.



I was there when the mask fell off,

Saw the truth when the pipe bomb popped.

Shrapnel ripped through my hands and eyes,

Used to think heaven was her thighs.

Now I know, it was all a disguise,

Left me in hell where the roses rise.



Hard to be sad with a mouth full of tit,

But when it’s over, that’s when it begins,

Mind start clicking, the thoughts creeping in,

Told not to think, told not to drink,

Told to keep standing, but I’m on the brink.

HIGH TIDE

LAME

SLEEP FOREVER

HEREDITARY

DOPAMINE

MOLA RAM

SUB MACH

INTIMATE STIMULANT

CRASHING - THATS LIFE

If im not the one will you leave
Just listen to me baby please
Theres something about being alone
dont you go, dont go, and i cant believe
that our love was more than memories
we would make time move fast, make the moments last,
forget all about past 
you moved on fast does that mean were not supposed to last
i gave everything that i had im so glad and im so sad 
as glass crash onto the floor i think the love we sought i wanted more 
when i look back i wondered if i changed i cant pin the blame no no more (2x)
I I I I I was the reason you wanted to cry 
I wanted to stay but you would always lie
you tried to keep me safe 
now im stuck in a place where i dont belong
treat you special but somehow im in the wrong,
dont pick up the phone, girl leave me alone, dont know where i can call home
as glass crash onto the floor i think the love we sought i wanted more 
when i look back i wondered if i changed i cant pin the blame no no more (2x)
crashing, crashing, crashing, crashing, crashing

Crashing (prod. peril)

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Glare

scam like beater ft. iphone14pro

In 2008 I wrote a poem called Do The Echoes Fidget For Passports? that I happened upon as I finished up this song today and it felt fitting:

recording 35,000 falling feet
moving forward
toward forgetting
pressing STOP
previously: 
killed days with giant unravellings

destroy the recording
frame the seven minutes in a faster Now
open christopher's round face in a 
round hand moving off a 
round page with 
round delay & slowly rising reverb ur ation

1 5 or 2 7 
turn right at the mirror
follow the light
the rest is going to spring forth wakeful clues
three bark
an outstretched paw
the phone, the location says 

no more

i'll be in my stolen sugar
sipping with the ants

i'll swallow the tide and pull at maps of 
everything with crossed fingers
and find CONNECTIONS
and get back
to getting used
to it

Recording 35,000 Falling Feet

Have a lot of inspiration from other artist you may here it in my songs but I’m doing this cause I enjoy listening to music

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ambient synth + shortwave theohauntology experiments

New tracks tagged #crashing