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Chrysalis
04:22
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Chrysalis
v 1
Stuck in a loop, same shit, different day
wrapped in my cocoon, brain tripped, let it rain
stay in my room, mental tomb, don’t engage
20 fucking years am I ever gonna change
gotta b-real I’m insane in the brain, siccmade like brotha lynch
not dru down not feeling myself, self doubt got me in a sitch
lost in the crowd with no way out, not young, not innocent
old enough to know the deal but for real, I feel ill, I need medicine
hook
dormant, formin’ mold, it’s cold as hell in here
I’m getting hella old I’m bound to drown in fear
trapped in this self made incubus
I need to break free from my chrysalis
high strung, wide awake, die young, dilate, heart race, hide away, dark place, weight gain, migraine, my brain, can’t face, fuck, make, love, hate, fly straight, like papillon I just wanna get away
(I just wanna get away)
metamorphisize this butterfly is here to stay
(this butterfly is here to stay)
v 2
Here to stay, not going away, any day soon
I got pictures to paint, piglets to raise, food to consume
time to make moves, not to get rich but to get fit, sitting idle, still a child, in denial, cycles of shit
hard to admit to myself and to others that I’m sick and I have been for a long time
inside my mind, desperately trying to redesign my structure and climb
the fuck up out of this hole and train my thorts while I write my thorts on my train
they say that the only constant is change so why am I trying to constantly change
hook
dormant, formin’ mold, it’s cold as hell in here
I’m getting hella old I’m bound to drown in fear
trapped in this self made incubus
I need to break free from my chrysalis
high strung, wide awake, die young, dilate, heart race, hide away, dark place, weight gain, migraine, my brain, can’t face, fuck, make, love, hate, fly straight, like papillon I just wanna get away
(I just wanna get away)
metamorphisize this butterfly is here to stay
(this butterfly is here to stay)
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2. |
M.A.L.A.Y.A
03:14
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M.A.L.A.Y.A
Hook
More like my father my pop, my rock
months have passed since you passed away but still im in shock
yeh you were old but that doesn’t mean a god damn thing
this little prince cries eternal for you were my king
V1
1936, was the year that you came
son of albert and kathleen grace forever I carry your name
forever I see your face, when I close my eyes
forever I hear your voice, forever you will live inside
my mind and my heart, the only one that loved me from the start to the end
I wish I could hug you again, more like my father, more like my friend
I pick up this pen, try to make sense of your death, I’ve never felt this before
in my 39 years, covered in tears I wept, left, down on the floor
breath less, death be so raw, you struggled to breathe yet you held on for days
staying alive just to see my face, one last time now my heart it breaks
I couldn’t find the words to say, you held my hand tight
my world has changed, its so damn strange, it doesn’t feel right
Hook
More like my father my pop, my rock
months have passed since you passed away but still im in shock
yeh you were old but that doesn’t mean a god damn thing
this little prince cries eternal for you were my king
V2
Funny isn’t it, when you’re here, no one gives a fuck
then when you’re dead, out of the woodwork they come, professing their love
already dug your grave just waiting, day after day, gradually fading
pushed to the side, out of sight, out of mind, not right, never changing, humans are fucked
(trudge, trudge)
trudge through the mud, carrying sorrow put to the test
no one to follow, not promised tomorrow, I beg and I borrow, I have nothing left
I’m devastated, pissed, jaded, wishing you were here
I still feel your presence even though you’re nowhere near
Hook
More like my father my pop, my rock
months have passed since you passed away but still im in shock
yeh you were old but that doesn’t mean a god damn thing
this little prince cries eternal for you were my king
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Charcoal Grey
V1 (Aetcix)
Cant forget my whole life been shaped by strife i met and spent nights awake n
All fightin death, and all fighting yep
Nigh my death, wish the high caused death in her
Lightened up but i'm heavyset
The whole cycle left an i finally slept
Sigh the breath i held, ex hail stones to my psyche, try forget
Rhymin vet but cant find respect
Mates all left, snakes aint no friend of mine
I get hateful, time again, down so deep cant find my breath
Look in my eyes all stoned to death
Flash by on repeat like a strobe effect
Dope n meth, hope, regrets, but no hope left, got no one left
A no note death, broke brain and i know whats next
Angels n demons'll flex
This is my test, visibly peaking and keeping my cool simultaneous ex
Hale the negative, suck back the positive
Blowin flames roasting my foes my prerogative
Honesty, honestly jealousy get em eventually, get em as long as they follow me...
Hook
Slow I step, day after day, blood shot red, stuck in my ways, lost in my head, numb to the pain, half way dead, charcoal grey x2
V2
God and the devil, one in the same, all man made
no one to blame, but myself, jump in the flames, vivid this hell
people are lame though I wish them well, life is strange though I can’t really tell
what’s real or not, anymore it’s got so raw I drop to the floor and yell
time will tell, sink or swim, mortal shell
fell off that bridge when I burnt that shit, down to the ground now I’m crippled and sick
bend my brim coz I ain’t no kid, billy goat shit, grown man spit
billies I quit, years ago now I just have to let go of that joint and let rip
(rip, rip, rip)
click go the shears boy
(click, click, click)
sharpened my shit
joined up at the hip now me and aetcix get sicwidit like e-40 and the click I’m
tickled pink, glistening now I’m not missing in action, no passion, left fractured not listening
to my true self, not for wealth, I’m not pissing in pockets, I’m locked in, concoctions now simmering
Hook
Slow I step, day after day, blood shot red, stuck in my ways, lost in my head, numb to the pain, half way dead, charcoal grey x2
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4. |
Painting feat.Swordplay
04:33
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Painting
featuring Swordplay
V1
Pull apart the pieces of this puzzle, try to put it back together my own way
just another bloke that struggles, cannot function, can’t correct his focus, or go straight
home is where you make it, where you roam naked, till you can’t fake it, fall from grace
ran from many places, with my sturdy aesics, wore many faces, all in vain
shoot it up like a western not investin’ time to take a seat, I reek
need to nod like harry, under eyes I carry bags in both hands I feel weak
not a man they say, I’m not one to pray, caravan full of thugs, I lay
in a bead full of bug, I crave, felin’ dead, need a hug, I fade…
Hook
(Swordplay)
Fading, I’m failing while taking these steps
stressed out inhaling these damn cigarettes
waiting in line, perfect time to catch breath
clearing my mind as I pause and collect
all of my thorts fighting wars in my head
falling on swords was I born to be dead
breaking tradition, malicious intent
painting these pictures with pain and regret
V2
Suicidal but too scared to take my life I check my vitals for a pulse, I lost my vision
blinded by the rush, a way to make it better, still a child, made the wrong decisions
walk a mile, in others shoes I’ve risen from the ashes need to lose my inhibitions
for the cash rules everything around me, my surroundings got me drowning in this prison
wishing I was different someone else, never listen when they try to help
common sense is missing cards were dealt, need to find a witch and take a spell
never thought I’d ever be this way, now I think I’ll never be the same
in my head, already dug my grave, feeling dead, need a hug, I fade…
Hook
(Swordplay)
Fading, I’m failing while taking these steps
stressed out inhaling these damn cigarettes
waiting in line, perfect time to catch breath
clearing my mind as I pause and collect
all of my thorts fighting wars in my head
falling on swords was I born to be dead
breaking tradition, malicious intent
painting these pictures with pain and regret
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Thorts Bunbury, Australia
I'm an artist currently residing in Bunbury, Western Australia
I've been making hip hop since 1995
I'll stop making music when my heart stops beating 🩷💜💙
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