plan a (feat. dylan hansen)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r37LenUTYxo&lc=Ugzfuu136uXigcpRatF4AaABAg

Clock Hands (Video in Description)

the best part is that you don't get to help me heal<3

In My Own Way

thank you tyler shaw for recording and adding vocal parts ! wouldn’t sound the same without your ear

voicemail

probably my favorite beat I've produced so far
dedicated to someone who deserves better

Lyrics:
chillin in my room makin type beats
listen i was killin all the moves, soundin right meech
grillin inhibitions, actin fool, check the timepiece
willin for a mission but it's cool, get behind me

finally free, i breathe deep, 
it's a sign of relef
my cheeky cheats seem discreet
so i slide to the street
i'm on the beat on the jump
come to find a new scene
am i dreaming, see
we don't have the time to dig deep

said we don't have the time or place
but it's okay no need for setting 
thought i'd always be alone 
but now i'm like let's plan the wedding
it's upsetting i'm unsettled 
forgetting my fundamentals 
add some lentils to this instrumental
got some good soup

and in truth, i step aside 
because i'm not in ya group
what's the move, i'll grab my crew and
we can slide to the groove 
and my boo gon hit my line and 
imma talk him up smooth
from your view with tinted eyes
you might just envy my loop

I feel stuck in a loop
Smack a blunt like im a snoop 
And i got nothing to lose
So I might go tie a noose 

I made a truce with my self 
Not to be rude to my health 
Gotta move ‘fore i melt
My emotions start to swelt 

Boom bap beats I eat them up I get my lunch in
You nap, while I’m fighting for my life im punching 
True that, sucking up the issues like a sponge and 
To wrap it up, I can’t let my demons come in

Well done, 
I feel like stuck ima in a dungeon 
Tell them,
That you cannot pull up to the function
Smell the,
Pot you rolling up inside the junction
Tell my, mother that I love her through dysfunction 

Bother me,
No more you tryin then you buggin
Bomber, blowing up tracks you’d better plug in
Honor me, 
Im seeing through all of your thuggin
Locker, close it up and shut it i’ll be stuck in
Swear to god bitch Ill give my life for this shit
At night when I write with a knife in my lips 
My might ward off fright so in spite I can live
Feeling bright, my might too much for you kids

talking smooth 
i’m in the groove 
the mood aroused 
amused and wowed 
i sound confused 
can you slow down
i choose the crown
but frown for now
i doubt you move without one
smooth that’s you

everytime i try im analyzing all the time i wasted
~i can’t seem to find a better way to live~
fantasizing left behind my mind a field filled with mines uphill a battlefield 
follows frequent frustration and every time i

fall you catch me 
you resolve and patch me 
talking soft when we’re texting 
till i’m lost and distracted 
but you’re not so on top that
i could call you the summit 
but you’re too hot and too cool 
so imma just call you smooth

I know you think you smooth but you not
Cuz you caught an attitude, and it’s getting kinda hot
And I don’t know what to do, feeling stuck here in this spot,
Now I’m feeling like a plant man I think i’m gonna rot

Really I do not understand 
What’s your plan, to manage all the damage that you hand out
I cant stand it, leave you banished make you stand out 
I can't stand it got me manic in my damn house

Everytime I try man, I feel like i’m sinking deeper
I cant even find a better way to live
Everytime I try man I feel like Thinking clearer 
I just wanna find a better way to live...

Talkin' Smooth (w/ KYRUTI)

2013

confluence of nothing
has lied unsighted of wanting
i discern what to relieve

every single reason 
has ought to have a treason
i know i need

gold stains on etching beliefs
loose change of soft harmonies 
weary widened eyes
prophecies of skies

why must something reliant 
be something to lean on 
reputed lessons repressed to begun
fortitude of rest

discouraged ego 
a fluent obtuse gun
communion of metsa
direct of rerun
derived of my mess

aptitude of blessed￼

-titude

nuance
windowpanes
leaving tough moss

echoes of lakes
in a new mall

but i’ll think i’ll grasp on its shore

wishes
dandelion spines 
in the dishes

don’t think i’d rhyme
but i’ll miss it

total of rust on the door

was i your parable truth 

￼or did i dissolve on your tooth ?

truly
washing your hands with this
relief

given your dance
on this new mead

was your query in its denial

( new lyrics cominggg )

nuance

www.dylanhansen47.com
OPEN YOUR MIND.

-47-

voicemail

grace ida