Dont mind the shitty quality, this a demo

Just Bars V1 (Beat by: BeatJoven)

Im hard at work on my first full project but in the mean time im gonna release a series called “Just Bars.” 80% of these wont be serious, theyre just bars to keep my pen sharp. 
Thank u i hope you enjoy.

Just Bars v2 (Beat By: André Mariette)

Samples used: “Sitting in the Park” by: Billy Stewart (1965)

Lyrics

(V1)

Said i could kick a few rhymes bout the peace in our time
But i stay home watching movies alone
And i wish id get out my own Way
I been blocking my blessings buts A ok 

I Was feeling sad today, shit its just a Saturday
Saw this fine chick, like anne Hathaway
I was about to holler 
Then my conscience holler like “hey! You think before u act”
He said  

“u not baller! Go get your money taller. 
Dont stall her. 
She prolly on the move to a dude that can make her moan n holler.
U stalk her, thats awful. 
u lame so dont tell her your name 
Shell just tell all her friends how this mane held her up in this lane
You a shame,” and you spit no game

So I, kick rhymes bout the peace in our time
When i, wanna get up out my own way

Every second self reflecting about what im boutta do 
Fore i do it i tell myself dont do it
My mama says u should think before u act 
Then i think too much and i let the moment pass
Like a cypher i go to and go super sayian like goku 
But instead i just kick rhymes bout the peace up in our time
When i, finally get up out my own way

(V2)

On ya grind every second every hour
No time to think, and so you do it in the shower
Been in there for a while 
With all that running water u could prolly refill the whole river of the nile
So smile, for a while, itll reclaim all your style 
No need to be so riled, i know of a 23 year old child still chasing a pipe dream
So Obscene, a Wiley scheme, damn they crazy to the seams
And wanna be extreme but too scared to shed they skin
While they living in a dream
So sing bout the peace in your time 
But first, u gotta set the record straight 
Cause its late, no it aint
The bloom will always come even if u have to wait
No expiration date so the song is getting sung 
And the stories just begun 
So gather round kids for the fairy tale fun
Feel the warmth under the sun 
Feel the waves, every one
And before its all done 
Theyll finally wanna stay 
To kick rhymes about peace in they time
When they, finally get up out they own way

GET OUTTA MY WAY (Beat by: FH)

Song 2 on the GOMW project (Lucky "L-Train" Taymon's Tapes) 
The beat is WEE's "Aeroplane (Reprise)" (1977) that I added drums to. I hope you enjoy!


Lyrics

I took a walk down the runway

Towards my aeroplane
I looked up in the window pane and saw my reflection
And then reflected
Who is this man? Looking back at me

Youre just a boy, u still play with your toys
Make sounds with your voice when u wanna hear some noise

How do i keep my poise 
In the face of mass fuckery?
Destructively, eventually, im gonna wanna fuck the bee
Just to say that i did it, and im with it, get a taste of that sweet honey
hope i never will forget it

But what was the real cost?
If money wasnt what u lost but what you blew?
what did you really do?
What did you accomplish?
Became an asshole, others look to and astonish

I mean, I want that, 

But be honest
Do you really admire that?
Or just project yourself As the one who beat up on that cat
I know that doesnt sound that bad
But what if its all u had?
Would u be content with the shiny shit inside my bag?
And how long would it last? 
Before u burnout and crash 
And would u feel some warmth every time the cameras flash?
Then what about your cash?
Would u keep it?
so when u die you are buried in a casket with ya stash
I think u maybe moving too fast
But on this runways no yellow flash
Or stop signs
So ill stop time

But really it just pass
And i wake up in another life, with just me and my wife
Its simple
I teach english to kids with the cutest dimples
We love until were wrinkled 

But every other second u wonder what if i hadnt settled 
Cause You see, 
I know thats all u ever wanted
To be someone you could look to and astonish

Now Im sorry for making this really sad song
I just really hope i am making u proud mom
But if not, then fuck it! 
It wasnt in my lane
I was too broke to be lame
Lying in bed feeling slain
To think that would be insane
Cuz i am one who overcame
Gotta get up off my glute
And into my aeroplane 
I just hope i dont use a parachute

But Maybe theres another path. 
One thats paved to last. 
Where every tree is emerald green and sprouted from abundant seeds. 
Where mi amor spend evermore inside our home we had to forge from a forrest thats been horrid, but It was worth it, cause its simple. 
Just a four note melody. 
And every dream weve ever had has finally been conceived
And truthfully
Our love will grow just like a summer breeze
Well sing a song of birds and bees
Its fluttering, yet so serine
A heavens dream blossoming
hopefully its a real thing 
And not a tale of fairies 
But when the wings fit. 
Cause Maybe theres another path

Aeroplane

Party On 5th Ave (COVER) (RIP MAC <3)

Play this when you're sad, tired, and unsure.

LYRICS

A bastard dashes through wildly frantic fires
Inspired by those inquired
In search of their own empires

Like

The truth thats truth less, the feet the shoes fit
Some words are ruthless, but more or less theyre fucking useless, so get to shushing.
The boys a nuisance, was born with no sense
And he cannot tone it down so mother fuck your two cents

Ya

He’s anxious, over zealous of his fears
He’s jealous of his peers, and wish lines would disappear
He cannot relax, he never learned the meaning
So if you see him on a wall leaning or scheming or dreaming
Just know that he has been fiending for something that’ll leave him feeling more relieved and freeing
This flows cold, hard on breathing
Last season left him wheezing, buried deep beneath the pretense
He started reaching, with a hand out, for anybody who could reach him

But they dont care, bout your hand there
Theyll just stand there till youre stripped bare
See a man down, then they’ll stomp out, and leave your body leaking

Ever seen a dead man walking?
Its truly just kind of haunting
Theres a feeling that he’s stalking,
But he’s sinking, cause he’s thinking

Bout every instance thats in existence
Its not existing, yet he’s insisting
That its the only reality now that he knows
Second guessing everybody he knows
Second guessing everywhere that he goes
Second guessing every bar he done wrote
So he’ll keep running and running and running and running
Until you lets go

Its been a long time coming
A long time coming
A long time

A Bastard Child (Beat By: young enzo)

Da$paceman (Prod. JYMPA)

Beat Produced by Taylor King
Editing, Mixing, Mastering by Chief Aleel 
Cover Photo by Jenni0
 
This song is a musical representation of my experience with weed. I hope you enjoy it <3

That’s Dope ft. The Other Guy & L-Train (Beat By: Taylor King)

This song is my feelings about various labels in life. 

Edited, Mixed, Mastered by: Chief Aleel @ H-Town Studios

Cover art shot by: Jenni0choa

Labels (Beat by: Nor’Ledges)

This is a poem about the things I fear most. 

If anything resonates with you and you'd like to talk about it, feel free to text me. My number is (832)367-3780. Just please add a little context in your message, so I know what you want to talk about.

Please, choose greatness today. <3

I Fear Tht (Poem)

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