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Sapling

by Botanist

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M. speciosa 01:02
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im back to moving forward but i dont think im meant to try to make that formula and i dont need your help, see im fine on my lonesome the facts, they are compelling it's not that I can't love again, it's that im stuck here glaring back into the night again, i might get rather daring step into the darkness, see if im still even caring see if someone stops me, if i im worthy of repairing this isnt like it was before... why are comparing? somebody told me that i am a ghost and i cant get the traction that i need the most nobody told me id navigate oceans, and contemplate notions that arent quite my own somebody told me that i am a ghost and I cant get the passion that i need the most nobody told me id feel my emotions and tragically hope that i wont be alone pointlessly ill gesture towards the map my father bought me you can see it clearly, this is why, and what it cost me i fell into a hole again and darkness almost caught me im still a little sinner and id ask for your conjecture if only the result would be that i can feel better i cant leave the computer but i can feel the blessed earth let this be a warning to the ones that send me letters its over for good. somebody told me that i am a ghost and i cant get the traction that i need the most nobody told me id navigate oceans, and contemplate notions that arent quite my own somebody told me that i am a ghost and I cant get the passion that i need the most nobody told me id feel my emotions and tragically hope that i wont be alone
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Mordecai: He wanted to destroy himself. Ramirez: Suicide, right? Mordecai: No. More than that. I don't think he wanted to die, to end. He wanted to annihilate the idea of himsellf. Come to the store at the end of the town Everybody here, lemme show you around, I Came as a young man, strong man, sad man Bad man, dad plans, small man, dead fam. So, Welcome to town, no need to frown, yes it is dark But in light we are found Head to the tavern take a seat by the hearth, Slug down a pint, lemme tell you the first Don't go beyond. Don't get lost, if you're back at the edge, We might let you walk But it's not out of spite Everybody feels it, we all alike Artists, poets, academic knows-its Brooding men, seeking the dark but caught up within Try to hide the truth like impending cancer The night doesn't give such easy answers, no. You met Mordecai? Gray coat, black hat, yeah that guy Why you let him go? Why'd you let him go? He was back at the edge, and you watched him leave Light right behind to despair in the all-night, I know you feel it now, don't lie to me, I can see through sound. Dean: You drink. The same as me and the rest. But you drink ice cold gin in the silence of your room. Ramirez: wh... w-why do you...? Dean: Because I've seen you before! A thousand times. The artist falling on his paintbrush as a sword. The writer who sees God in a grain of darkness. Sometimes, I stop them, but mostly they ignore me. The wisdom of youth, and all that. Throat of the world to sequester the light They call me crazy but I know I'm right Legends, Apex, tomes sprawled all night I can see it all, from the perfect height Vantage, angle, light refraction, Hair all tangled but the mind's in action Put it to a plan, better get this crackin' 'fore they know what I am, I can't let this past them Scramble to clean, shit, they found me, oh Hi Dean! What do you mean? Hows it uncouth? This is what we do, in pursuit of truth! Yes, I see. Leave me be. Lemme get me things, then I'll fucking flee One more time I will ask outright What do you expect, When you step to the all-night? Ramirez: Hey, where are you going? I'm not done with you yet. Dean: ....you'll learn one way or another, that there is nothing out there. Ramirez: ...You stood there and You were wrong and I was right. But... but you won't guess, you'll never guess... The night does not give such easy answers.
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[Sample] I'm leavin, I'm goin to Notre Dame. Rondo! How could you do that? I'm 18, I've gotta go to college. Gonna miss you man. It's gonna suck around here without you. What's your major gonna be, dude? Botany. You're gonna study plants? I wanna save the rainforests, you know. Somebody's gotta fight for them, it's just... (Punches table) Can you believe this guy? He's goin off to save the plants. I mean, this guy, he was one of the most hardcore sons of bitches I ever met. And he's goin off to save the plants! [Guttersugar] Snuck into the dungeon Freed a beast in shackles Broke necks cut throats and slit cackles I never go for the loot or new weapons Sometimes I just wanna kick a goblins head in Mystical cryptic little tomes I found inside a chest Picked one up read it and it told me using ice is best My soul leaves me everytime I fire a cicle I'm out of mana now were really in a pickle [Botanist] Cellbound brigand Chip upon existence Full unto a tome, next he know he's in position Pact-bound soul, Time to get to the revision Rid the world of the scourge, Folow through with future visions Demogorgon lurking in the shadows in derision Plottin on his life, like he went and sought forgiveness Busy with the loot, never thought hed find the missive Ready to roll, its a critical decision [Guttersugar] Round the corner hooded figures, daggers gleaming rogue delivers Merchandise lifted off a king from his castle Poison that was left behind a trail of lights that dazzle Slipped on marbles sucker now it's time to wrastle No hassle, no sunlight, no sleepin Fast travel, low light, I been sneakin [Sample] Okay, now, I'm gonna try to explain this to you as simply as possible. Botanists often try to take good qualities from some plants and put them into another. And that's what you're doing? No, no, no, no, no. I'm doing something... a little bit more unusual. I can't tell you what it is right now... [Botanist] Subterfuge endeavors Just to get a little better Level up and cop a point To give you new spells, anoint The party in the oils Just so we can keep the spoils Lured into the turmoil, Initiative is spoiled Trynna play defense, but these wizards know better This is just another letter that ill send to all the royals Frivolous and fettered this is my only conjecture Call upon the Eldritch just to blast em into never [Guttersugar] Mommy's little trickster Wait for the occasion Eat a shit sandwich Prestidigitation In a bag of holding, Without hesitation Snake oil salesman, Next in the rotation Loot the lute and play it Sing a song and slay it Just roll and don't delay it And pleas don't Mind Flay it We're out here for experience, No matter how you play it [Botanist] Escaping from the dungeon with a key, a tome to oversee law defining text, breaking physicality maybe this will do it, bring about vitality life among the garden, now we evermore be worry-free greenery is scenery, our peace has been secured celebration hazy, i might go and act a bit demure Like Kevin James I'm Spacey, we will flourish peace or war Failing foliage fills my fraying vision Stormed out of the town, this is my divine mission Gotta save the plants, or the world in division Water all the saplings so they're steady in condition Failing foliage fills my fraying vision Stormed out of town, this is my divine mission Gotta save the plants, or the world in division Water all the saplings so we're steady in condition
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[Sample] To send your message with urgent, delivery, Press 2. introverted, ominous can't subvert it, thats a bust locked down for count, rolling sticks for runts complicated, keeping trust easy pickings, thats a duck white shirt call chow and they keep it rushed my shop held down and the books are stuffed everywhere i go feel wrists are cuffed trynna fool me, boy? thats risky stuff so you better lie down, keep your mouth on shut crash test dummies boutta self destruct lyin in a bunk, feelin' dead, defunct cant escape this funk, ima make that jump when i land, on god, ima kick that junk well, thats the plan couldnt understand that it was all a scam stumbled down a path that only left me gray no one looking out for me, thats true dismay man i feel risque gotta drop it cold, call it fresh sorbet minutes on the phone, i dunno what to say wouldnt be alone if only truth were told i could be so bold, break bread for days everybody talkin but aint trynna stay introverted, terrified cant subvert it, thats a helluva lie bunkin' and junkin' like pumpkin pie, fuck goodbyes, everybody happy if i met the sky light up the candles and pray for my life cause the dread creepin in like overnight [Sample] I wanted to say thank you, to let them know they made me feel at home, and I'd never be able to repay them for that. But what I said, was... STRAIGHT THROUGH THE ANUS!! Ha, Haha, HELL yeah, I LOVE this guy! stand up guy like im steven wright but the jokes on me cause i done wasted time over and over from doper to sober from sober to doper my chances are over surgical perjury; someone should murder me topple my castle just give me some closure cynical ogre, covertly bipolar my memories are missing, my embers will smolder introverted, locked inside can't subvert it, that's how ill die all i got now are beats and rhymes so i catalyzed, smash that pedal til i hit 105 sped into the night, im just trynna vibe no rear view, no flawed design i could be the best if i were so inclined best keep an eye; now im sans a brother im sans a wife, im sans a purpose whats the point in strife? how im bout to hide? how im bout to cry? things happen at day, they dont stop at night call me b frank, ima fly a kite fact of it is, im a little bit fried dont be like me, cal can tell you why true sedations my destination, learned to procure sans inebriation i dont miss the faces, i dont miss the places fuck around and find that im just complacent
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The binding of the Bishop It's peace for the omniscient I might synthesize some sedatives and call them inefficient Pink clouds above Im In apartment 1 Another 7 hours til I'm meetin my love Call me up on ya echo Baby giving me necco Pink, white and yellow Waifers waitin for the cello see, it's ticking, the clock And I've been watchin' em drop My bro, my idols, our squads and y'all pops I should have taken the drop But here I stand and I rot Why I'm held to this coil? Guess I ought struggle and toil Pull yourself together man, Don't sleep on the spoils Pure will is recommended, Every moment feel it surge There's really not a reason for an Ayahuasca purge The urge to merge with indecision sleeps the end of bunks Paralysis demons Time spent active heathens Legendary missionaries Sent by sheltered evils It's true Political actors are actually active in military qanon extremist cult factions Lacking in action Laughing as batshit Complete disinformation seems the norm for these has-beens Your lips form a credo that claims it's all naught You know, devoid of any meaning A real cute way to shut down that critical screaming, Or thinking, If life is a staring contest don't catch me blinking I'm in a pickle, but I'm not Rick I don't give a fuck what Soulja Boy said about Kanye's shit You just mad 'cause your verse wasn't that hot I'm just really goin' off the top My nigga said we do not play 'n rot I mean, I know some homies that just really sit and ride But they'd rather do nothin' but sit there and play with a glock Blow they brains out with russian roulette I mean, that sounds like Kurt Cobang if I had to dissect But I'm not trynna get in that, You know how I really do I get into these X-files, And then I levitate, dude I mean I'm goofy, I'm just crazy I mean quite frankly, I'm just that MC that you need lately in your life Don't play me, or Please play me Or tell all your mommas to play me I know they'll say they like me Cause I got a cute smile, pretty eyes But, either way that's just the shit I don't care my guy I remember when I hopped out I didnt want to be baptized Ooh By the water Even though I am an author Ball my fists just like I'm Arthur I'm just mad, you are not better Me, I am just like Austin Powers Yeah, baby I get all shaggy whenever I grab that [ ] baby And you aint really fuckin' with a nigga bat, baby I mean I'm just bat-crazy, Batman, ass lately And you can say what you like 'Cause you just robbed them But you aint never hopped around in my Gotham I'm just chillin, I'm just playin I'm just chillin, dawg, really, what he sayin? Super charged up, all yellow, Super Saiyan But that's another topic, What you sayin', I aint playin One Punch like Saitama does I'm just trynna lay up off the drugs As in marijuana, nothin' else Please, save me with that drama I know some other people that's on... Man....
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the only way we meet is through the shoes on my feet and everything is murky, i cant feel complete no, i dont wanna compete (no way) this solitude has left me feeling heartfelt defeat my momma says there's more to life but I can't change the deceased i hold my body up as though it's my own casket goin through the motions like i aint no basket case you cant recall, ive taken one too many falls i shoulda stayed down if dying meant youd live again id pop a pill and skip town im off now (out) regaining all this space, ive been delivered from grace and no, i cant forget, i got these scars on my face trapped inside my head im just trynna find my maya i cant tell if im insane or just a little psycho cant relate to bates, but ill be damned if i aint hollow guess that i was trippin then but i cant go and blame the blotter i picked up foster wallace realize that this is water mindfulness is easy when im mindful to support her i conceal my fragility, depressive disorders this my last quarter, imma toss it in the ether yo, i tried to make a wish, but wishes didnt want me either callous and exhausted i could use a breather the only things ive left of them are memories and sneakers dodging all the tweakers and the creatures feel 'em crawlin, feel 'em fuckin' clawin at my feet like fuckin reapers i cant follow no procedure, i aint bout to follow leaders
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One time for the one time Never goin' back, 40 ounce feelin' sublime The pseudo-soliloquist, A solipsistic doofus, A broken ass mind, Trynna speak as though I'm quantized Stuck as on a fly strip Starin' at the Fitbit Time is an illusion, So just run until you trip Acid addict, Nasty maggot, Kelly in the closet guess that I'm another Roundabouts and rotted mouths, Quiet as a mouse when things are gettin kinda rough Scuttlebutt has it Mr. Spheric kinda subtle buff A hundred-twenty nothin', Gettin' tossed by the scruff Aint that enough? Bless up, Bless up, Paix fam, We messed up Sinnin' a little and holdin' the spittle The kettle is screamin' bliss A cop out like Wilson, Darin' to kill shit The cold front is here and I can't handle it a bit I'm scared so please don't hug me The legal system fucked me I'm boutta break my bonds though, St. Louis you can suck me If I dipped out tomorrow, would you still remember me? I'm free as a bird now, Hotter than Cali droughts Checked out, I'm a dead lout Never in doubt, I'm gone Checked out, I'm a dead lout Never in doubt, I'm gone Decked out on the dismount, Find a new route, no pawn Withdrawn, new born faun, This is my swan song Checked out, I'm a dead lout Never in doubt, I'm gone Checked out, I'm a dead lout Never in doubt, I'm gone Decked out on the dismount, Find a new route, no pawn Withdrawn, new born faun, This is my swan song Checked out, I'm a dead lout Never in doubt, I'm gone Checked out, I'm a dead lout Never in doubt, I'm gone Decked out on the dismount, Find a new route, no pawn Withdrawn, new born faun, This is my swan song (Cop) Cop a box of ramen As I comment on your lyric vomit Gossip bout forgotten comics, Solemn tone la Lucid Optics Disappeared from county 'Cause the C.O. couldn't fuckin' count me Towering above thee, Time to ghost with all the money Like I'm 'stein or Mr. Bill C. No Resin, I'm no Bill, see No Oscillation either, Be that broken Brainfeeder Last quarter in the meter, Just an hour 'til I'm nearer to God, Disappear into the motherfuckin' ether
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[Botanist] Castle walls are fortified, I never even thought to cry When Danny died, I cannot lie It haunts my nights still I'm above the dungeon living life, Cut by knives, I'm broken Pain eventually subsides, But I'm all out of thought supplies My brain is always broken I'm a lord among the losers My jesters are my bruisers I'm feelin' like a trooper Leading armies through to purges Electrical surges coursing through my every bone I'm alone and prone to suicide But I can't lie, The sides I took were wild, So, Let me count back from a hundred one to zero Opposites control my life like I was fucking Nero Gimme some more time and I'ma cut that shit to narrow Long confused, light diffused Now I come reclusive Fuse is shorter than I remember That lonely cold December night that left me fight or flight Full moon quite alright I'm in this forever, man This purgatory plight Blacked out and smacked out, I crack open my mouth To receive this cleansing ether, Rid this vessel of it's darkness, Knowledge to be imparted on the journeyman Who aches for a home among the stars Bubble closed over nose Better breathe through your mouth Tooth and Nail don't feel so frail When the screws come down And clamp around your very existence Anything but this, Something's always amiss Like a redefining puzzle Under solar powered lamps A stance to hold, be bold Scold all of the misunderstandings Let it be known I let you go, Now brothers, will you tell them? [Sample] Why do you have to go? Where are you going? What are you going to do? Just throw your life away like it was nothing? I'm not going there to die. I'm going to find out if I'm really alive. [stillsigma] I'm stuck livin' evasive, Fucked up every night So my mind's fucked and abrasive And I don't give a fuck about your primordial chases, I was livin' in the past, My present passed and now plagues me Future lookin' hazy Prospects aint amazing Processing my penchant for precipice is so draining Always find a way to fuck it up for me later, Wanna tough it out, But my motivation is fading Guess I'm gettin faded Clouds pass over pavement Ever since Sandy my mind's clouded and jaded Lost a couple feelings, I have trouble relating Numbly walking dead til purgatory awaits me Luck aint done no favors Smarts aint help me neither Coasted off of ignorance, Borrowed time for a placement Drowning in the current, I understand what I wasted I wish that I was dumber, I wouldn't know I'm deranged [MONARRÁ] Carnivorous Bambi with a thumper in my chest White rabbits canopy, A broken heart manifesto I'm like a superhero with no morality But the mark
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It's that Quintessence of the adage That rappers in fact are wacky And it's bless that none had smacked me For crackin' about my 'cestry Overflowing as levees, I'm a bit submerged and heavy Let off all the ballast And raise up into the palace we're on Let 'em know we're comin' and goin' but never leavin' Slow up on the potion, I'm knowin', but never seein' Beauty from the attic, The credence, yes we're believers The most high is our guide To a greater future But still I find myself asking who is I? And whom is so high..? It's that Existence among the flowers That masters seem to be lacking And it's bless that none had passed me For failure's beneath my power Ailment's but a setback, Not an impasse, Let the jet lag get smoked Ailment's but a setback, Not an impasse, Let the jet lag get smoked Ailment's but a setback, Not an impasse, Let the jet lag get smoked Ultimatum beside me And I'm feelin' indecisive Toss a coin into a pond And never see what side it's on Alternating emotions As I draw my latent energies Compress them into bon-bons And seek out new synergies Cultivating a garden For your mother to farm in I hand her the spade, And she hands me jack Contemplating this illness, Is it really more than me? I checked the DSM and, Well, apparently Pulsating hearts rise high above the horizon Where I've been in soul, But never heart Imparting knowledge thought lost To those left less than fortunate These tables seem experiments Of those who ought abhor us Conclusions never reached, But I've one of my own That if you let your soul fly, Your peace may be known So let it go Let it go Let it go, let it go, let it go Let it go Let it go, let it go, let it go Let it go Let it go, let it go, let it go Ailment's but a setback, Not an impasse, Let the jet lag get smoked Ailment's but a setback, Not an impasse, Let the jet lag get smoked Ailment's but a setback, Not an impasse, Let the jet lag get smoked Let it go
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ive been looking forward to a time that i envisioned with a couple of my brothers and my broke brain reconditioned nobody had told me gettin sober would be easy cause they didnt wanna lie to me, but now i see the vision. Complicated kisses, I cant bring me to admit it Maybe it aint for me, but ill have to reposition lemme call a therapist, find out if im partitioned better now, though, and im finally transitioned
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It's a sad, sad world And I can't say I've been helpful Truth be told, I fucked around And now I live regretful I spend my time devising lines Owed my brother, console me Yo wits aint shit, get your wig split Sewed back and stitched on Some Frankenstein monster abomination Ya bitch I'm the sickest, Most fucked up, illest since Reaganomics Gettin fucked up off Miles Davis witches brew Like Pagan Alcoholics Let em come, and Let em go Don't let em show they face no mo 'Cause Mo would know there aint no flow He'd tell em so and off they'd go Mo money, Mo problems I slam like onyx Spit taste balsamic Asap got fuckin problems Yo bitch wanna part of it I do this for my partner For Botanist, For Mo, For the audience You pussy ass carnies whipped like pontiacs Kali ma your chest like cardiac I spit like Carti mixed with Carter Six With 380 proof shit That hit like Vietnam Troops Put a crown on ya head like Goop And alienate ya crew for steppin Like dum dum doogan in the booth And spittin too lose I hit yo bitch like Pouya Shouts out Rondo, yeah like Booyah! (Booyah) Bumbaya motherfucker who ya You really cant keep up Fight the time, Don't stay in line Those motherfuckers aint told me Shit about the world Shit about my life Shit about intention, Or the pain that comes with strife 'Cause now I'm higher, No Comply-er Skate that bull Like I'm Margera State of terror, Make no error, I'm the fucking cross bearer No, you aint the pallbearer Set down all that flawed ware Real friends are shield-bearers Nobody is gonna care When you spit out the Lord's Prayer Mixed with JPEGMAFIA and Triple Six You better put me at the top of the list Or I'll go full on arsonist Synonymous with systems anonymous My sister's startin shit I got that Dahmer spit, A monolith with carpenter ominous solvents You pigs eat on slop and shit And bite people who posthumous with your writs It's a sad, sad world And I can't say I'm resentful Truth be told, I fucked around But now I'm livin gentle Cause my time is now, I'm flying loud I ride these instrumentals None but love, It's paix, no doves 'Cause I can't fix my mental Yo bitch suck dick Like she suck dick I keep that shit hid like Tyler in the closet I aint a fuckin snitch like yo momma, I slug like Louie Louis Prada Vomitspit like MF DOOM, Yo man aint shit he still rock Fruit Of The Looms Yo man aint shit he still rock Fruit Of The Looms
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Let me get it started, Let me ask about your darkness Tell me bout your harkness And the convo that you started I'm sure that it's a doozy And I'll leave feelin' woozy But the coozie on my beer Is talkin' right back to me Fuck you Fuck you Fuck you Fuck you Fuck you for fakin with me Fuck you for breaking with me Fuck you for takin from me I'm all out at you Fuck you for hatin through me Fuck you for playin to me I am not your audience, No captive, nor a truce I'm not seein how you thought That you were on the top or lofty You was like a lamp in the nineteen-something oughties A gaslight squire, A gaslight squire, A gaslight squire, It's useless to inquire Immolate entire stores Of thought wrought wiles Now its time to start a fire Started by conductive tiles (What in the fuck does that even mean? Ha...) fuck you for skatin on me fuck you for blamin' on me fuck you for failin on me no, this isn't you fuck all the fable-talkin fuck all the table talkin fuck all your fake problems what the fuck'd you do? (whats that officer? you want me to repeat that to you backwards? yeah, i can do that, I'll do it like Jonathan Davis. Fuck you, Pig.) faaht pro du nok no nitch a auf a litz an oscholins aowl oh, oh binot alasch an heirloom, it browf noshter shtisu how? shnow sykle how? shnow sykle how? shnow sykle ji non rus ni awnowit by ol ii gous a weela comb a bousch a thro a wuuficko di la ni-la scahma swursch na luminate puts me noize ban me, i am who's be'el? the free opium hurts me, and every elf wedge na nalo mahi mo we gets the free oipium and we get the free opium then we get fa free ouch WHEE SHNAUF WHEE SHNAUF WHEE SCHNAUF WHEE SCHNAUF fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you
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black box, black book, pandora call your name black rope, fish hook, a beautiful place to hang, psychomotor inhibition fallin' oh so silent but intrusive thoughts will tell you that you ought to be violent solitary nights in which im painting strictly by the moon im staring at the bloodstain from your emesis pool if brother never taught you how to cope with the moods then come along and follow me, we'll locate your tomb killed by the visions, preconceived excision of my lungs in the kitchen imminent lobectomy, she hit me with derision vomit out attrition, losin the ambition, feel like a farce, can i ever be forgiven? glistening blood as i hang in this prison feel like im haunted by the ghost of perdition dont even try to save me, it'll break your cognition, oh....
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where theres smoke there is fire, and i am the humble strummer of the disembodied lyre but also a dirty liar compounded into nothing, this situation is dire seeking validation through tragically placed zeal i felt lost at the altar, so you told me to kneel perform black magic, a ritual sacrifice sell me more soul gems so i can get right eyes glaze akin miasma fell again into this chasm atoms spasm as im dazzled crystal castle, tower babel cosmic knowledge flooding consciousness undeserved cognizance can't handle what i'm given so i'm leaving you with this. like syrups down your throat, time crawls and ever thins built a moat to keep out pirates never thought they'd come to win stock upon papyrus, heartstrings ever guide us tomes don't merely skim lest the demons keep you grim; lazarus notions from oceanic motions commotion is alarming me, i'm simply broken, don't you see? indifference to stimulus was such an easy go-to for now i think i'll dwell upon vacation to Shikoku theyre always so enchanting, never cared for the plight where theres smoke there is fire, and i am the humble strummer of the disembodied lyre but also a dirty liar compounded into nothing, this situation is dire seeking validation through tragically placed zeal i felt lost at the altar, so you told me to kneel perform black magic, a ritual sacrifice sell me more soul gems so i can get right i might imbibe on the mead again or maybe on that lovedrug post-traumatic stress swiftly swept under the rug coping with defeat again i might just hit the plug my inner thoughts must immolate this cruel fate is interlaced like lattice through the winter haze my real home was fucking razed cloudy days had left me dazed well-behaved n self depraved fuck your faith & 90 days im doing fine, and not by grace total inhibition from the drivel they been spittin fit like gloves but i got mittens dont be so like long division where theres smoke there is fire, and i am the humble strummer of the disembodied lyre but also a dirty liar compounded into nothing, this situation is dire seeking validation through tragically placed zeal i felt lost at the altar, so you told me to kneel perform black magic, a ritual sacrifice sell me more soul gems so i can get right 'cause where theres death, there are souls for the reaper to smite
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cannabis consumption covers centuries of punction and the people at the function are awash in petty gumption this could mean somethin if i keep the blood pumpin tell em that that im whole, and it wasnt all for nothin cause im heated more than ever yet im seated in endeavors and the lever on the wall is as tempting as ever no more ghosts in this home that i own cause ima exorcise the demons then ill call in they loan phones aint for spirits but i feel em in my skull so i mull over thoughts as i wonder if im null pull out the meaning of my every though & cull all the ones in my way, all the ones that are dull nobody expected me to be the literal esteemed high priest, with the greatest of the roles among the chosen few, with direction vertical its only up from here, no longer terminal thought that i was whole, but i wasnt really full felt the hunger creepin in, but couldnt spot sadistic pull fell into a hole, couldnt see the faintest light i knew right away that this was gonna be a fight a sport of death or life, russian roulette every night when i pull the trigger, all i feel is my spite im numb and out of fright, it's my personal plight winged soul, catch the gale lift the veil, perceptible see the truth for all its worth, the indigo children all scrambling for raptured earth pump the brakes and stake it dump the fakes and say it let us have our day and and im certain we can make it pillars under hatred break em and survey em find out how you feel how you do and just embrace em lace upon our faces widows stuck in stasis grief will paralyze, find a way to re-convey it tumble down my dashboard confession for the rash boys this crash was no accident, and i decide the temperament manifesto imminent liminal and needin it criminal and feelin it crippled but im wheelin shit and everyone is frightened cause im really kinda killin it spit the bit and swallow, dont despair, never wallow keep an eye behind, makin sure you aint been followed shadows always chase and the streetlights are hollow one eye in the past, as to fend off all the sorrow
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hop up out of that whip 'n' dip when the shadows pull you over hop up over the fence and trip so now you feelin sober one more time, just hang on the line let me bask in all the sopor slime, i committed the crime lay them cuffs up on me, soldier ill bolster ima do this time ima get whats mine and no one gonna steal what ill finally find writin' off snide motherfuckas that cry outta my mind, and im Grim inside sometimes i feel cold and sometimes im molten Sunshine, feel gold by Moonlight, Im broken sometimes i feel old sometimes my youth is choking Spotlights left me null by Starlight, souls are open Billy boy's fried, all this time i bide mandy's paralyzed by a serpent's hold And im cold as i roll in the ephemeral sunbeam heat im a light to behold pale as an ale, but i bask in the sol now everyone is seeking closure where they at when i was over- -whelmed by guilt, that weight on shoulders This, too, passed So why I'm colder? Let me in, it's my consortium Dont waste time breakin' composure Feel it flow, now do it slower Steel-toe boots for our disorders sometimes i feel cold and sometimes im molten Sunshine, feel gold by Moonlight, Im broken sometimes i feel old sometimes my youth is choking Spotlights left me null by Starlight, souls are open
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yeah theyre trynna con and confuse me im not sure what im doing im not sure if im losing and im quickly fucking bruising Why you gotta be so choosy? How you thought that thatd move me? My god, you're such a floozy And I ask, to what end? not a point to make amends, shit done feels of spatial rend watch the water flow, watch it pool beneath again take off to the stars, i might even bring a friend uh heh tell em im fucking faded im gone like fucking lain all that you do is lay in no release, just pain struggle to cope and it feels like im just fucking fakin starin at the moon again, Quivering, cold and shaken lost within a nightmare, and im wonderin where the blade is let my sorrow run along the skin ive carved for many wrongs huh they dont even fucking get it it's electric, it's dismissive im screaming out the missive But theyre deaf and i am pensive prisoner in my mind, and im dying, im careening septims comin tho because i know that he is dreaming free me from this hole, i think my fates in the extremes shouldnt i feel clean? how in the fuck i aint dreamin? Why in the fuck aint i screamin? obliterate my being, let me fade into the ceiling dissipate like fury, but its way too fucking early flourish in the pixels, but ejected prematurely find im actin' churlish, how the fuck'd i get so surly? nourished in the manger, but my hair's a bit too curly serving down my time that i earned with all my cursing 12/12 is nearing, and it's stupidly unnerving smudging my own aura so that i can feel purely let my soul go, and ill find myself, surely [Michael "Eyedea" Larsen] It's a very, um, interesting thing, because initially I knew that when I kinda started embracing these other parts of my personality that it was gonna be greeted with like, alot... I, I knew it was gonna be very difficult. But I thought, that I was going to be able to like, handle it, emotionally. And, that's kind of where the... I was like, yeah, I'll be that guy, I'll be the guy who gets torn apart, that... just shows the world that, you know, it's okay to just be yourself, and be creative... And do whatever you wanna do, and be unapologetic about it. What I've learned about myself is that, I don't think I'm emotionally stable enough to deal with that. It-It just became too much, and so now, I've kinda retreated into a little... world, I guess, when it comes to my art, and my music. Where I just kinda make what I want, and I put it out there, and yknow, of course, play, do shows and stuff like that; But I'm not so concerned with the response that it gets, because I cant be. Because it's too devastating for me, when I get like, people that want to like... kill me; I've mean gotten death threats, you know? and it's like... It's too much for me to deal with, you know what I mean? Some other people can, good for them, but, I can't. So... I hide. (Laughs)
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they told me that i wasnt ready they said that id drop in a year they told me to stick to the fenny how the fuck do they think they my peers? obvi that shit was upsetting but now i am circling clear loose as im chasin my passions, done with all the fear last bastion of life in the garden all mommas they gonna be farmin all of my life i been partial a child thats running from life im sure that theyll go court marshal no empathy for the strife compassion is dead in the marshes lazarus pit sounds nice.... daddy, you still gon abhor me? even in front of the mirror? havent you seen that im choking? i lost my way, i cant steer the shadows, they always approachin' but i got a torch right here fendin off all of the demons im not as broke as im seemin one day ill finally find it the smile that seems so near everyone in confinement just drownin in beer after beer but trust, i feel imbibin' it used to be all i could bare but now i think more like a titan breakin down walls of despair what in the fuck in this potion? how im sustainin' the motion? i think im forgettin the quotient divided my heart and then sold it Good luck if you trynna mold it they told me that i wasnt worth it they said that i'd die in a year that talk it aint never been pertinent so fuck em, they meaningless, worthless im sproutin, and it'll be fervent im cursed so im tryin to turn it maybe its best if we burn it didnt do nothin deserving of this wish i knew somethin, so certain of bliss i think they expecting some acting but all i can offer is action separate individual fell off with a smile, then i altered sacred rituals trynna feel feelings but they just keep feelin me they told me it gets better, man, just wait and see in the sea of my delusion, im trynna do some fusion, polymerization turning out to be a nuisance dont know why the fuck i try, sometimes i think that im blind lenses, cones, they just aint fine - i might be just so inclined to take a chance, to take a ride, i know i might be out of time, but that's alright, my soul still fly, stays infinite thru time
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Dedicated to:

Zachary R. Hooper
Danny P. Donovan Jr. & Sr
Timmy Donovan
Devin L. Hoelting
Michael Hesselbach
Michael Whittaker
Jesse Shank
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Those That Suffer Still.




7 years.

It's been 7 years since I decided I truly, honestly, wanted to re-engage with my pursuit of music in a brand new and exciting way.
It's funny, I was born on 7/7. It's almost like I, well... I fell off with a smile, then I altered sacred rituals.
A seven year, relentless, bloody scrap-up between you and yourself is draining. But as long as you outlast it, no matter how far it beats you down, no matter how little energy you have left - so long as you still have the tiniest bit, the littlest spark, you win.
The fight is never eternal. The universe moves in waves.

This is the victory cry. This is the olive branch to those I've wronged, and those who are lost in their own fights. This is a testimony.
After so many failed releases, half-assed projects and flakiness, after so long of sabotaging myself, I've finally wrested control from that vile version of myself.
And so, I excitedly plant this seed and hope to see the Sapling grow. Please give it whatever time you have to give, share it to those you think would enjoy or benefit.

In no uncertain terms, this project is free. However, those with it in their heart to support me monetarily will receive a neat little package of beat-sides and rarities <3

It's up to you how you digest this rather large endeavor; I could hardly expect anyone to give up an hour of their day to listen to some dude have a nervous breakdown, but it's a high school musical. But there is a narrative to be followed, repeated motifs, a story to be told, from front to back. While it may be obtuse at times, this is the most honest and open I’ve ever been. This is the only way I know how.
No one is making you - But I'd love it if you would listen to this under that auspice.


Paix, Fam.

we are cultivating a garden.

-Rondo

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released October 13, 2023

wonderlust, randombrownkid., wish, glitch, AE92 PLAYAPHONK, standingwolf, Deftones, blank thought, Merlin, DeeJaySkullKid, pyesho, S.AL, oji, Guttersugar, stillsigma, MONARRA, QuitefrankleeTG,

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