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Hidden Excellence
01:40
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I been eatin all my vegetables
I been seeing this one decimal point
I been anointed, appointed to these poignant
Topics of discussion
But I rather not discuss it
Publish these pad raps
I'ma get it and that's that
Feelin kinda hungry, but I'm worried because fat stacks
What if these people change
What if i wasn't i today
I switched the style up and now they askin me what i would say
Hmmm, that's strange
I guess I'd say keep ya head up
because ya never know when you're gonna meet the devil
But, what does that represent
Not much if there's not negligence
I guess my hobby found me it just knew i was meant for this
So I'ma write these scriptures, notes, maybe some visions
Hopefully you'll get it and see what's hidden inside these writtens
If you don't, that's okay just listen
long as we search for this hidden excellence we'll both be winning
All around all around
This hidden excellence it's
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Intro 2
02:12
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I was.. walkin through the sunshine feelin lovely
A love like this
Is hard to come by
Combined with happiness
The trees bring the sappiness
There's nothin wrong with sentiments intertwined in the semblance
Of some guy that sometimes wishes he wasn't different
Some would say i like the past too much
But that becomes a problem when i get passed too much
Maybe i laughed too much
Maybe i had too much
No no no
Never enough is what I'm gunnin what I'm comin for
But i got the stumbles had to juggle had to fumble for all of the answers
Remember back in my necromancer days
I'd erect a mansion of dancin skeletons out they grave
Let's have this dance with death
That seize the moment type of meanin where "if ands" is left
But i aint standin yet
I gotta finish this verse, before the fans is left and i gotta kick up the dirt and i'm singing
I was.. walkin through the sunshine feelin lovely
A couple nights ahead of me
But the sunrise
Makes it all worth it
Makes the picture painted perfect
As the pixelated surface of the sea takes in my burdens
I appreciate it
All of these beautiful scenes depreciating
Take some time to take it in
The pain tends to alleviate when
You take a second
No really just take a second
Dive in your reflection maybe you could sense a connection
I mean...
Watchu been doin
And who you been seein
What's the point of searchin if you aint tryna find a meanin
I mean that you could be whatever you really want to
But you aint gotta settle for anything that's impossible
Like, just go and get it
Just go and say fuck the physics
Sky's the limit are you comin
Cuz I'll be there any minute
And... I'd like to see you there
Remember all the seasons shared
With the loved ones no one seems to care
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Uh.... when i lost my mind
It was in a days notice
No, hold up just stay focused
You aint gotta do this
Just, take a breath and think
This little thing called life is unique
So why up and end it instead of stickin around to see it
I could be a leader to some of these kids out here
I could be a leader to some of these kids out here
So why go waste the shit
A letter to myself
I know i just need me and nobody else
Some people nice though
Some people nice though
What's the fun in livin when sentimental t-times gone
I know, i know
Carpe diem is a life quote
The young maestro
All i need is my micro-phone
When I lost my mind
I acted like i was fine
Drinkin industrial strength apathy, happily unrefined
The galaxies on the line press ignore and let the waves caress
Swear a noose around my neck to bed and never wake again
Thousand ways to get up outta this trap
And they were stickin the pins and the needles in to. .counter react
The effects of a man's brain that's been estranged from it's mind
A landscape peppered with gloomy memories and vacancy signs
I had to, drown in my high hopes but out of the blue it surfaced
Impaled on the top of my spinal and recalibrated the circuits
Got stained with an inner purpose and rehearsed it with my eyes closed
Sprintin on a tight rope all I need is a micro-phone
When i lost my mind
I had so many visions
I had so many visions
I could see you in the distance
Confronted with decisions
When i lost my mind
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Vision I
03:00
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Suspended in the rafters
Confronted with decisions
But the only thing that matters is if i make the incision
Maybe I'll just sit on it for a little while
Twiddle my thumbs with smoke in my lungs, as i exhale denial
Mumble that exuberance is useless in this youthful stage
Think to the future persuade myself away from youthful ways
This youthful gaze can induce these humans in useful ways
The truest days have yet to come so now i move astray
Who's to say that i can't be me
Which path is right cuz i left mines and now I'm scared to retreat
Do you see me
This stealth boy is malfunctioning
Humble in speech but over these rumbling beats I'm puncturing
Come on really, do you fuck with me
I know if i was you i would too but I've been uncomfortably numb to these adolescents interjections of pity mockery
The 2 of you are equals but we are not it's isosceles
and this is god speak
I was born on Mount Olympus
Zeus and i used to find humor in using too much assonance
A sentence crafted to make just enough sense
I guess that's my description of volumes of hidden excellence
This hidden excellence, in search of, trying to obtain, or just getting messages
Finding the proper exits when the shit begins to hit the fan
I'll likely be in the stands
Shouting quite frankly my darling i do not give a damn
i don't make music at the caliber that I'd like to
So staring down a .50 cal barrel can be insightful
Rewind you
Need i remind you
During dire times my saliva comes out as ice cubes
This cold touch is known to chop it up
U-u-u-up
The photo finish I'm gunnin for all the oculars
It's obvious I'm a monster, but please don't look away
I can't help it my humanity got took away
Took away
Took away
Visions of the past recreated from minor subtleties
Always strike me to be more intrusive than discomforting
I hope they come for me
Lost inside my mind
My dreams are all visions that can't be percieved by human eyes
Wise.. words being shouted by the wise man
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I walked through the park
Without any direction
Stopped by the pond
Just so i could take a second
Dropped a rock
Watched the ripples ride through my reflection
My life is kinda like a voice that has the same inflection
No highs
And no lows
That is unless it cracks of course
Crash Bandicoot with the bars
Leave you an addled cor-
Tex
I don't mean to stretch these words but
All these verbs steady gettin on my nerves cuz
They be actin up like little kids in public
Not enough attention and it sucks cuz I'm in love with it
But, you showed me some
And told me do what i needed to do
But me and you is something different
And that don't need to be proved
Ooooo, god damn I'm a mess
I should tidy up
Excuse me for a sec-
Ond, but when that second ends
I promise we'll be more than friends
I keep your memories around like I'd never see you again
And i haven't yet
I asked my grandad bout his childhood but man he almost lost it
It's a chore to get him talkin, keep it runnin like a faucet
And these memories to me mean more than pictures in their frame
They have their place up in my mind and the inscriptions in my brain, chill
Watch the water go and ripple quick
I'm tryna keep it kosher like my sandwich with the pickle chips
But aimin for the dough
Play the cards the way they stack a deck
Keep memories around for when i see you but i haven't yet
And I might have a fighting chance
But I aint been the violent type
Me and you could rule the land but i know she been tryna find
A prince Ronald, not Roland
Pants with a tapered leg, I started drinking tryna find my princess in a paper bag
But I tossed it, not paper then you know it's plastic
No time for no fakes, no time to be passive
Couple laces in my pockets but it's really just the music
And I really do no see this pannin out to be my future
It's a beautiful mess..
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tyfl
01:57
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Thank you for listening
I walked among the hidden path
Riddled with these silly raps
Little sack filled with trinkets and a couple nickle bags
What can i say
I'm a connoisseur of sorts
I weild swords
Intentions of perfecting the form
A copasetic soul
Riddled with synthetics though
Ridin with the waves, because we don't need a metronome, oh
Do he got it like that
Hit up a couple cats, "yo, do he got it like that?"
Show up, to show out
Intermittently throw down
Hittin em with the flow now
Slow down, shit is so wild
Oh okay throw in the towel if you aint wild bruh
They didn't fuck with me until i changed the style up
But now they liking him
Dappin him up and hyping him
Crossed the white line askin where the fuck the hyphen is
Man I'm so midas with lightest touch
Gimme a little gas
I'll show you how to light it up
And we light it up
Never gettin high enough
In the sky i'ma fly with the titans uh
It's prime time when the mic is up
I might give up but probably not, until somebody stops me
x2
Light it up just roll a couple blunts would you
Light it up just roll a couple blunts would you
Light it up just roll a couple blunts would you
Light it up, come on, just light it up
It's somethin pleasant when you wake up with a blunt
Yo these people tryna stop, why they tryna stunt
Fist hit, teeth clench, bitch i never run
There's somethin bout these people always try to run amuck
Lookin off this cliff like we Off The Jump
Lookin off this cliff and we off the jump
Holdin dirty raps cuz that's where we're from
When the vibes get dark we like to light it up
And we light it up
Never gettin high enough
In the sky i'ma fly with the titans uh
It's prime time when the mic is up
I might give up but probably not, until somebody stops
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