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Chrysalis

by Thorts

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1.
Chrysalis 04:22
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)
2.
M.A.L.A.Y.A 03:14
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
3.
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
4.
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

about

I wrote these 4 tracks whilst in a dark place. These songs come from anger, pain, hate, love & loss. Maybe not easy listening but it's 100% me and real. Hope you enjoy.

Entirely produced by my best friend from Melbourne Aetcix who also features on a song. fuzzywarblez.bandcamp.com

Also featuring the amazing Swordplay from Virginia (u.s.a) who's music I adore! swordplay.bandcamp.com

Artwork by B.E Ragland, you can check out more of his artwork here www.instagram.com/b.e.ragland/

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released September 7, 2019

Written by Thorts.
Featuring artists, Aetcix, Swordplay.
Produced & Engineered by Aetcix.
Artwork by B.E. Ragland

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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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