a poem i wrote over a midyawn beat. 
new ep coming soon ! #snailcage 4 life

if life consists of one wish or one cool thing to spit i might just keep it to myself then float off into the abyss a drowning fish to miss the next wave curling over slowly researching new vines to climb as my mind inhales the old trees my lungs are strung out across the onyx table my vocal chords are blue lace agate amethyst related fables bloodstone papyrus in just the iris of the red lunar dragon constantly crosses my mind some high shit some vibrant new days are highlighed in the next chapter rip the cosmic threshold to find it no denyin that musics what ima be doing till i check out and even in the afterlife ill haunt a studio or the next house whos to truely say which is the best route im just some poet who rocks mics and stays stressed out smoking my brains away every single day organic strawberry fog kush clouds they decay
the vinyls they spin anyway just to tell the same old story of a new phase engraved im only in it for the music the money can burn out the frame meaning the pockets that their in and the dead trees from which it came society doesnt have me trained i wish for you the same a simple life and a lil pain just to learn whisk out your egos flame just to yearn another go at life sometimes pyramids they cease your turn thoughts begin to squirm dreams never been so realistic while twisting these blunts in the mist listening to another planets forecast before i blast myself and check out heavens gate hells gammorrah horror-core mask sipping off the floors flask puking these songs onto the mic before the floorboards laugh .

Forecast [produced by Midyawn]

produced by pest.yeti (mathias kruse)
written, performed, recorded by mathias kruse
engineered by mathias kruse

from "HIVEMOTHER" ep

lyrics:

The clouds turned into koi fish today.
We tend to lose poise when afraid.
Empathy sits and toys with the brain.
Dry in a way a ghost would enjoy in the rain.
We found love putting poison to vein.
Always giving in to the voices that sang.
Made with a breath and destroyed with the same. 
To this day, still hits me with the noise of its name.
Kept a factor where the choices were made.
Never seen a picture with as voiceless a frame. 
Even when I score, there's no point in this game.
See the goal and avoid it, in its course it's a maze.
Fighting back the force it invades with.
Driving at the forklift that raised it. 
I attack the portions that make sense
from inside a fortress so shapeless.
It morphs when in stasis.
Sitting tortured in anguish, but fortunate thanking the monster with the sport of its language.
Just another tool to shorten the days with.
The nightmare ridden by the horseman of basis.

I think I can see the sun at night.
Did I come across something right?
Maybe in another life.
Hm, maybe in another life.

Another Life (prod. by pest.yeti)

Written & performed by: Mathias Kruse
Produced by: Brenky
Engineered by: Mathias Kruse

Snail Cage
Red Lotus Klan

Lyrics:

There's levels where silence is unequal.
These problems are sizable but feeble.
I been hiding amongst people
like a man that's trying to give up needles.
I know that there's a stretch that a mind can align with and trust evil. 
I focus where it's best, provide it with my easel. 
Opening the chest, decided that I'd see through the empty offers.
People get blinded by freedom. 
Avoid problems divided by my ego.
Sometimes red flags are invisible, I see them.
Demons inviting me, I'll meet them.
But not with the confidence to greet them.
It's hard to define - the spectrum of colors that I see in.
Speaking out to lecture the mother of time sequencing
inside a timeline I do regret that I've seen end.
Demons turn to reasons through a green lens, I swear that they do. Especially when unaware that they do.
It's like the burden of a weapon told to stare where they shoot.
But when a risk is a necessity for bliss within affection we can end up in a place we wouldn't care to stray to.
Putting walls up defining why a barricades used; invite a wish in as a dare that came true.
Tell me straight, don't need to serenade truth. 
I'm just meat with a brain retaining flavor how this life is like a marinades juice.
Doctor asking if I'd care to take two.
And if you want it, here's a spare mistake too.
Expectations will tend to be unfair when they move.
I try to graph them in my head and it's apparent they skewed.
Only journey worthy's one I couldn't bare the weight through.
Now this blood inside my body gets compared to grey goose.
Trying to make some contrast to declare the gray hues a destination I know where to race to.

Easel (prod. by Brenky)

worked on this track with one of my favorite beatmakers in the game @saikotropic

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Saiko & Kuranes - Hands Free

Off the upcoming album with doseheroic, Laudunum.

Emotion

28 joints, straight from the machines to the tapedeck and out to you!
COVER ART: SULTAN

42.0_fm "RADIO BLIP-BLOP" [2019 Beat Tape NYE_MIX]

42.0_fm "RADIO BLIP-BLOP" [2019 Beat Tape]

NIP & CURT

creek daze feat. Tallcan420

emcee. psychonaut. anarchist. writer. stoner.  
420 NOiZE . SNAiL CAGE. AUDiO DROPOUT. 
sewer poetry. litter-box raps. rhymes without reason

Forecast [produced by Midyawn]

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