Yo, Be Careful What You Wish For

Crosby & atlas coming together for the debut track of "The Cartographers" a new found collective branch of dustera.

 "The Cartographers" is a talented group of individuals representing the lyricist side of music. Today we are welcoming them to our community & hope you enjoy. 

~peace

THE CARTOGRAPHERS// Crosby - Cathedral (ft. atlas)

@xmittens

had to re-upload

now i’m a shy guy
find i
twiddling my fingers
in the corner at a party
cus i’m bored of always starting
a conservation that dies
amalgamation devices
of getting people to talk
i’m wishing that i was psychic

she fiddling on her sidekick
probably texting superman
i’m watching how she move her hands
plotting all these who’s and when’s
fuckboys conducing plans, make her lose her pants
but given the chance, I'd honestly do the same

see i’m the bitch here, you can call me louis lane
and these strangers are my kryptonite, can hardly use my brain
no tricks up my sleeve cus my cards are all in play
and she tells me that i lost
i forgot what was the game

shuffle the deck again
mumble that we best as friends
and i agree whole-heartedly
but we can be benefriends
i won’t catch feelings
was never good at sports
or paying attention; never something that i could afford

i’m broke honey
no money to buy you flowers
or take you out on a date
we can eat out in the shower
that’s a 5-star restaurant
my god, wettest spot
didn’t expect rain
next date, bring an umbrella

but none of this happens...
i’m in the corner
twiddle thumbs, just imagining
i want you bad, miss
but you will never know it cus I keep it to myself
it’s like looking at a book
trying to read it on the shelf

crack spines
see if your energies match mine
blasting for this gold, striking matches in mines
when will i feel like the goddamn man again?
panhandling
this point i’d settle for mannequins

i front, but lately i’ve been lonely as fuck
and nobody’s got my back
no one holding me up
heart beating like this meat is just as cold as the cut
same lame twiddle patterning that flows through my thumbs

it’s never done
piano like thelonious monk
i twiddle thumbs
thiago is the loneliest chump
i twiddle thumbs
twiddle thumbs


Twiddlethumbs [prod. Mittens]

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THIAGO X cole douglas - Can U Tell  (prod. jalen)

Top of the World? (feat. colecorduroy) [prod. robert cashman]

special thanks for getting me to 100K plays on here! that's incredible 0.o  <3
infinite thanks to the homies who helped on this joint! 
follow them please ;)
@atlas
@kingbenjo
@boxlogobeto
@mannypeace

my lyrix:
lvl. up!

haha
act like i actually won 
yet in reality its false
and I’m happily dumb 


on the edge of this precipice
 no nemesis 
cause
we keep watching 
the crevices 
that are
never lit
plop
the sound of my fist hitting cement 
cop
the counterfeit 
bills
caught on the net
or in the vents
encountering 
many villains on this quest for glory
this the story of some kids known for 
poor neglect
and 
morbid 
sense 
but by the morning we will all be more than dead
 this is RPG shit
so you know we’ll move ahead
please 
do not start with me kid
yung mcafee 
pocketpick 
and nab yr key 
now hide yr bitch  
yr majesty 
say hujili 
then proceed to see
 the masses flee
ha
likely its 
a tragedy 
when me and the homies roll thru 
its such a malady in fact
like a cold war nuke 
more like fluke 
pull more juice
new shiny spurs on my boots
loose 
blue 
shoelaces
in the spaces 
of yr mind 
im making magic son 
and yr mistaken if you tried 
to get past this one
acting like you so divine 
but you an asinine punk
and we them alkaline hunks 
just hit like level 55 and now we slashing these thugs 
when in
 truth its really nothing and I’m hacking a lung 

 
haha
act like i actually won 
yet in reality its false
and I’m happily dumb 

haha
act like i actually won 
yet in reality its false
and I’m happily dumb 

lemme just say we
hope you feel it
this aint real life homie
but we try to be the realist 

lemme just say we
hope you feel it
this aint real life homie
but we try to be the realist 


and
anyways 
all this poetry’s appealing
so i stick to spitting sixteens 
and focus on the ceiling 

cause any day
now
I’m floating in seas, 
swimming in the ocean breeze 
and tripping off potent leaves 
haha
god damn life sucks when you’re OP
never stop challenging yourself
thats my motif 

act like i actually won 
yet in reality its false
and I’m happily dumb 


lvl up ft. atlas and king benjo (prod. by m a n n y. and beto)

black moon ☾

you see these cats go splat on concrete streets
slip, no balance on the fence couldn't have landed on their feet
you see that's what you get when you don't stick to a side
why shift like tectonic? the Richter will rise (shake)
these vibrations ain't for simpler minds
miss him violating but not quick to comply
like the end of breakfast club throw your fist in the sky
how to spread the world with love when it's filled with demise
yes them eyes stare into your soul and suck it outta ya
them eyes so cold they crystallize your saliva
high caliber 'Ag spit icicles
sharp tip might prick you
bars split mind temples
watch your left brain and right brain part ways farewell
leave them like Phineas Gage your thoughts change yourself
my compadres is nil y'all zombies for real
commit all the sins you want let god pay the bill
like what up son? heard you did some bogus shit
it's like whenever you hear some business you just have to stick your nose in it
whenever you see a hole you think it's yours to pick, gold to flick
so now i really got your nose, not one to be joking with
i am rotting flesh with a pure soul
say it with some bang like i'm kurt co
vein burst purple
whenever i say it's your go to them
they like, "nah that's okay bro"
nobody wants it now, hot potato
well catch this, y'all been acting faker than my ex-chick
poultry break fast cooking bacon with the egg flipping
never was it sunny on my side of the globe
no Philadelphia, careful who you calling your bros
i got love for my family, blood from japan brazil africa italia
all my ancestry plays a part in my character
melting pot always been the heart of america
the art of a amateur more passion than the pros
and i don't give a damn about no fashionable clothes
rip the tag your shit is old
over the hump they uptight like the camel to the toe
bigger picture switch my camera to panorama mode
we don't see you nah stranded in the desert with the eagles
feeling patriotic pick apart your cartilage
just eating motherfuckers they not hearing me
stuck inside my stomach when it rumbles now they feeling me, literally
NC emcees free smoke them like hickory, stick em up
skewer rotisserie just sizzling shit like this my lunch

how many emcees got to go?
it's getting comical pass me the tomatoes
they be like, "i don't know how to flow with this microphone"
ay dios mio turn a stage to a batting range
guess it takes a brazilian to show em how it goes
well you can call me Thiago let your momma know
they see me spit heat start fogging up they oculos
so watch your step 'Ago cutting off the oxygen
compared to me i'm washington, you come in two like thomas jeff
and that's in dollar bills you out of print
get your bottle filled yeah get your conscious and that wallet filled
we saw dirt dirt dirt and called them soccer fields
we put in work work work and saw the profits yield
too many emotions i conceal
if life's a bitch let her hair down like rapunzel
from brazil until nothing is uphill no more
i'm aiming to appeal my case that i am unreal it's a done deal

splat

Leave Nothing to Chance cypher
engineered - https://soundcloud.com/ejacobsbeats
production - https://soundcloud.com/lordmatador
1st verse - myself
2nd verse - https://soundcloud.com/nahte-neo
3rd verse - https://soundcloud.com/infinitebey
4th verse - https://soundcloud.com/belikegawdlee
5th verse - https://soundcloud.com/atlas
6th verse - https://soundcloud.com/generalspade

L.N.C. Cypher DisMissedFit X NAHTE X Infinite Bey X gawdlee X Atlas X GeneralSpade (prod. [matador])

MONTGOMERY

@nglgnc

started in the land of urubus
back when we had to tell the family toodle loo
to the land of opportunity, bald eagles
where our people only dream to be
i see you soon

my city dirty but it's beautiful
even though that river from my memory's a sewage route
even though we'd eat fruit in the dark to not see the maggots in them
out of sight, out of mind

traffic signals ignored
stickup kids at intersections get bored
don't stop at the red, just watch ya 6, 10-4
same kids play ball next day at the dirt field
family gone awol, beg for food at the mall

what is worth a meal? what is worth a kill?
what is nerves of steel? what is hurt?
how does a person learn not to feel?
we still go back yearly, reconnecting with our kin
looking back, where all lessons begin

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon

i been flying on a different plane, seats with screens on the back of em
different day, different kind of speech with the passengers
eu nao sei, had to teach ourselves through the anchormen
channel 8, dad can't pronounce the word "earthquake"

he says, "earth cake," i would ask for on my birthdays
at age 7 i got glasses with the nerd frames
still couldn't see life for what it is
it's all in a blurry kind of light when you're kid

i got big, grandma couldn't believe how tall i gotten
i'm 6 foot, but next to my cousins, i am still the smallest
we get along, but i still miss when we had more in common
arguments over which z-fighter we thought was the strongest
i'm spirit bombing

grandfather was an alcoholic
his eyes were full of promise
bless his soul, downing spirits, slowly lost it
he was a jazz drummer, syncopated pain
he had forgotten how to play along with my name

oh grandfather, you don't know?
oh grandfather, you don't know?
traded sounds of the blues and soul
for the sights of the booze and smoke

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon
watch it float up to the moon

yeah red balloon with the strings on it
yeah red hat with the wings on it
pops bought a red truck with no dinks on it
melodies stick with you, colors are symphonic

green eyes, green shirt when i rep home
levi's triple worth when i get home
blue mood tunes work with the headphones
everybody tryna get gone

yellow bellies on the television
politicians being selfish with it
no such thing as a wealthy limit
smells from the kitchen when we visit
hear my father and uncle argue bout nationalism

making decisions off of rationalism we should just pack up and ditch
living conditions is shhh had to ask for assists
too many times that my family got robbed
we could escape from it all now that my dad got this job

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon

i been flying like a UFO
i been flying like a UFO
you can only grow when you let go
of that helium balloon
watch it float up to the moon

UFO [prod. Negligence]

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/teeawgo

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/oghost

Lyrics: https://genius.com/miles-powers-i-bend-words-lyrics

splat

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