Paulo's Path mixtape vol. 4

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1.	Get The Mop Out 01:57	lyrics	buy track
Bow tie on, gloves on, had to serve em like Belvedere This that new shit open your nostrils the smell is here Flow hot like hell is here, no drought the spill is here You should write your will in here, cuz I'm every night I'm killing here Over beats we rock out, I'm throwing lava at your rock house After the show the coroner come, the whole audience is chalked out We built our own shit now the gatekeepers are locked out Mick Foley sock out, mandible claw lock down Cage fighting my demons tacks in my back but they knocked out They tried to draw the foul like when Vlade Divac flopped out Saying fuck 12 but calling 911 that's a cop out Revolutionary drop outs all my heroes got bought out Mentors I sought out they said you should stop now The truth they try to wash out they redact it and blot out Algorithm trying to hide the bodies the truth you can't crop out My friend told me there's provocateurs so watch out I didn't know he was hopped up, out his body he hopped out Doomsday watch ticking I'm staring at the clock now I went to heaven and saw all my enemies and I walked out Out the clout race I clocked out, fuck the world I dropped out Studio looking bombed out, cutting tracks like a chop house At Sloan's lake dock house, strategies we thought out The future coming fast you'll get ate if you jog now They say it's a marathon not a race but I'm it's jaws now Marching to the belly of the beast with my claws out These are just some thoughts that I really had to jot down Paulo's Path 4 that's a sweep get the mop out Paulo's Path 4 that's a sweep get the mop out
2.	Smash The Glass 02:18	lyrics	buy track
Staring in the mirror like muthafucka who are you? Art for a broken heart man that shit is super glue I'm seeing through the lies clear, hoping for a truer view I got my mask on but I'm sicker than the superflu Bullshit I maneuver through, drama and manure too Flow super smooth, I'm the shit like pooper scoop Wolfing out in the booth like the mic is super moon Intro and conclude you, welcome to your super doom Rainbow body moonwalking through the bardo though Peace is more valuable than a pot of god Allergic to the fakes and I'm sneezing like I caught a cold Drinking coffee writing rhymes like a script, java code I rap in the hot or cold my data lava flow If god wanna kill nazis I am not opposed All the colonizers came for the Colorado gold Now they genocide for cobalt in the Congo though Liars on the news and the Klan is wearing blue They livestream the killing till the genocide is you Free Palestine and all of Turtle Island too I write with a spotlight trying to find the truth Might style on you and kill you with a rhyme too Spill your blood on a track clean up on aisle 2 Blood on the track like Dylan in the booth Flow sweet like candy home run Baby Ruth You could see my friends shuffling on a smoking flag Fuck a half mast might leave that broke in half Poetry witness the power words spoken has Body slamming your Giant lies with Hogan wrath Used to want to be on Aftermath but I was failing math class Teacher told me that my home would be an underpass Jokes on him I really had the last laugh I been around the world and it ain't my last lap Back to my comment about the underpass It’s not classist, there's nothing wrong with that Until the cops come sweep your home with a gas mask This the type of sick shit capitalism has They steal the land then try to rewrite the past These genociders lying bout UNRWA's staff The trauma is vast, type of data you can't graph 7 generations of pain from one bomb blast The facts got slashed the mosques got smashed They cut the food the water, the medicine the gas ICJ showed the genocide was planned Genocide Joe lied about the babies then backtracked The truth took a last gasp, strike until it crash This is an emergency smash the glass
3.	The Lobster Considers 02:39	lyrics	buy track
The market had vegetables daggers carpets and tobacco The bags under his eyes looked like they were holding black coal The cracked cobblestone looked like a jagged piano He took 88 steps the wind hummed like a canto He smelled ginger and citrus the aroma of strange foods He heard a trumpet a Mile away stirring a strange brew He saw a silver sword a scabbard with precious stones The merchant had track marks the stab of injection zones Swords or needles we're all just trying to protect our home Either from intruders or emotions from reflecting alone When the chemicals dance he felt relief he should've left it alone He's fighting for his life cuz addiction doesn't share the throne When the sword swings it cracks the body, bass baritone Life is short haiku, every breath's a poem Home is where the heart is but his left home It jail broke his rib cage now just a crevice of bone It zigzagged away like the pattern of herringbone Compression to his chest just to keep the blood going Attracting snakes to my life i guess i got rat pheromones Took a selfie with medusa now she wearing stone Cherubs follow me playing harps in a depressing tone Villain arc I hear the same voices that were stressing Joan Burn me at the stake till my body start confessing smoke Borrowed time from death but now he wanna repossess the loan I played him in chess and cooked him like a sketchy stove So much on my mind I think my hernia mesh blown Negative thoughts are parasites that infest the host Sometimes to beat the junk you gotta have methadone Sometimes you gotta cut a branch just so that the tree can grow Sometimes you gotta let the soil rest so the seed could sow It rained on his crown of thorns and a question rose To touch beauty do you need to bleed he sent the envelope Another prayer unanswered it came back return to sender though It paper cut him when he grabbed it I guess that's the lesson though Paulo's Path is difficult but you gotta quest alone One stick at a time that's how a nest is sewn An owl vomits its prey cause it can't digest the bones I ingest the world then I express with words thrown On the way to hell I made Charon abandon ship he left the boat Dead man walking worm cologne bury me in earth's home Life is rotten sometimes death sounds refreshing though Infinite Jest but not going out like Foster yet Consider the lobster I'm just lost in a net This is water I'm a fish stuck on a hook I bit
4.	Graceland 01:03	lyrics	buy track
Stranger in a strange land, acid rain waste land World builder clay hands used to be a stage hand Thoughts take flight but I don't let the plane land I'm a die eating in the studio Graceland Hit the jailhouse with a rock break it gate smash Monopoly of violence is the power states have Aiming with my pen I know the range that my pen has I'm saying fuck 12 every day like I hate match Do you see the world how it is or how you want it? I am not a realist I always look beyond it Prefiguring futures autonomy creates They try to distract us with reform and debates They teach us hierarchy from our schools to our jobs Look closely a principal is just a boss The prison is detention, the yard is recess My friend's still in jail so no one's free yet
5.	Misery Co. 01:59	lyrics	buy track
When you want something the universe conspires to help He didn't feel adequate and got rid of the guilt He wasn't dreaming big enough his conscious swelled He dove and found infinite aquifers beyond a well He swam through the algae, black rice and sea moss Inspiration giant like he was climbing beanstalks Chrysalis mind meditating in cocoons Rest is required before your wings can bloom The wind is the water, seeds float like canoes Cicadas break from their shells then their journey resumes Flowers open for the sun and they close when the moon glow Look deeper and notice all the life around a tombstone Psychedelic eyesight seeing new tones Fuck em all and fuck it only got 2 modes Make art and love only got 2 goals It's funny people hate you when you got some goals They try to discourage they say not those goals It's probably because they gave up on their goals And misery love company I pray for their souls And misery love company and they're the CEO And if misery's a company I'm unemployed though And if haters are an audience I'm selling out shows And if fake love is clout than my clout just rose And if backstabbing is ice then the whole city froze If they call you wack before you make it then I'm getting real close If they block you when you're popping then I'm ready to blow I've been swatted and doxxed too I'm ready to go And if they no knock raid then I'm blasting with prose Shooting back in all black, face painted like the crow Watching Dead Presidents I hope they represent though Cause these live presidents only worship death row And if you want me to vote then my answers still no Cause a lesser evil still has a red eye glow They both drop bombs and they both burn coal They both steal land so they both gotta go They stayed silent on genocide that's all you need to know There's children in the rubble discussion is closed
6.	Third Eye Wept 02:58	lyrics	buy track
He was shaken awake his eyes felt like cement He didn't have a cent but somehow felt content He was in a new land where things came with intent With thoughts we often torment and torture with lament Discipline he underwent, doubt he had to prevent Cause if he focused on the negative it would start to descend Our mantras materialize the thoughts we invent We put the monsters under our bed with the fear that we accept Intoxicated with the rot that we stored to ferment Now we're drunk on dialect full of guilt and regret That's the devils duet, singing a ballad depressed Eyes glowing red like 2 burning cigarettes I'm not trying to judge my enemies i wish em the best Cuz I know hating is self hate that we try to project I'm trying to rewire my brain, solder and circumvent Finding conduits to blessings so misery disconnects At night I close my eyes I center and connect I travel other realms with the technology of breath Some call em dreams others just forget My eyes stayed closed while my third eye wept At night I close my eyes I center and connect I travel other realms with the technology of breath Some call em dreams others just forget My eyes stayed closed while my third eye wept He dreamnt he found a language that didn't need words The same type of connection of a shepherd and his herd The same type of connection of a tree giving a message Like when you walk by there's a new thought that you're left with Or when you go outside and find a certain rock Or did that rock find you is this the way the earth talks? Or when a loved one dies and you see a butterfly Is this how they visit and say hi from otherside? Every time I find a dime I say hi to my grandma And I think about my ancestors when I see shamrocks I listen to the birds the comradery of crows I listen to the plants, determination of a rose Have you ever thought about someone then seen them the next day? I think thoughts are things and we make what we say All things are one we just get fooled by shapes All things are one are these illusions we made? At night I close my eyes I center and connect I travel other realms with the technology of breath Some call em dreams others just forget My eyes stayed closed while my third eye wept At night I close my eyes I center and connect I travel other realms with the technology of breath Some call em dreams others just forget My eyes stayed closed while my third eye wept
7.	Turn Columbus to Crumbs 02:02	lyrics	buy track
The crystal merchant awoke Unakite make me wild out Shungite beads and amethyst bring my style out Neurofantastic flow I rap psychomagical Style wars classical, Cornbeard fanatical My autobiographical seems to be radical Rhizome mathematical growing like botanicals My paragraphs poison, my tongue tyrannical Battles get tragic my bars break clavicles My gamma gun grammatical with words I shatter skulls Strategy practical but freestyle supernatural I wrote this in gasoline and highlighted with a lighter I wrote this in barbwire then rewrote it with pliers I wrote this at my lowest in hopes of climbing higher I wrote this with a lotus in the mud I was inspired I wrote this in bullets, the page was the crossfire I always write with heat, I made the frost retire Rhyme book remarkable, my bars stay prominent Dirty Lab conglomerate, dominate the dominant Never tolerant of your colonizer monuments Explode your statues with sound waves were bombing em Turn Columbus to crumbs his head doing somersaults History hides genocide we know the numbers are false Fuck all these nazis we stone cold stunning em all And I'm a keep on going as long as the drummer don't halt And keep on toasting beats like the butter is soft And I hope the haters never leave it's funner with y'all I'm swishing 16s before the buzzer go off You'll never strike me, your 16s are gutter balls If this your secret weapon try the other vault Back to toasting the beat, I'm sprinkling butter salt Flow so sick I'm wearing tyvek coveralls Metaphor mage, wizard flow watch me hover off
8.	Confiscated Soul 01:47	lyrics	buy track
I studied the Koran, it said to feed the hungry I watered seeds of knowledge till they sprouted to a young tree No gods, no masters, no borders, no country This flow kills fascists mind state Guthrie Street Fighter funky, kick words like Chun Li Whether it's snake, tiger, crane, dragon or monkey I'll never let doubt posterize me or dunk on me I box the beat, I keep it fresh like Dougie La di da di da di I keep my style free Flow slick like rick my whole style buttery Hotter than summer be, treat beat like luxury Give the mic creatine, it needs recovery Too long don't read I body beats that's the summary Open portals with art, new dimensional discovery Relief like a summer breeze, cool like cucumbers be Paulo's Path journey, demons running from me Lemonade was a popular drink, and it still is A GURUs Hard To Earn I keep writing ink spilling Chop wood, carry water do work, help the village Until they celebrate you on a mural with acrylic But the ego is a fine wine never get intoxicated Show love, stay humble don't make it complicated Keep a rock in your pocket, don't lose it just save it Cause we know the outcome if Goliath boxed David I’m a mental mechanic on my mind I operated Connect it to my heart now they're both cooperating I got it out my rib cage not incarcerated Survival of the fittest really means cooperation The lesson is ancient, beyond carbon dating I find hopes in the cracks, the flowers in the pavement How many of us are still fighting father's hatred? Seeing him in everyone cuz our souls confiscated
9.	All Out of Bubblegum 02:33	lyrics	buy track
He used to dream of vengeance and buying up Benz's Until he found some glasses and saw through the lenses He looked at the liquor and the label said dependence He looked at the flag it said kill who's against us He looked at the news and he saw obey He looked at the magazines and saw cliches He looked at the map and he just saw scars He looked at the borders and he just saw bars He looked at politicians and saw xenophobia He looked at the city and he saw dystopia He looked at the ocean and he just saw plastic He looked at the glacier and he just saw panic He looked at his gun and he just saw violence He looked at his heroes and just heard silence He looked at his phone and just saw coltan He looked at the US and just saw stolen He looked at babies and he just saw workers He looked at presidents and couldn't find purpose He looked at schools and he saw control They prepare you for a boss or throw you in a hole They put you in the army or put you in a cell He looked at a pharmacy and saw cartel He looked at a car and he just saw oil He looked at a globe and it started to boil He looked at a farm and saw pesticides He saw migrants being treated unjustified He looked at his computer and just saw cobalt He saw kids in a mine and misery snowball He looked at his big mac and saw a heart attack He looked at compassion and saw an artifact He looked at a pill and he saw control He saw a brave new world and soma in his skull He looked at water and he just saw lead He looked at his smile and just saw dread He looked at money and it spelled out god He looked at a clock and he another saw a cop He looked at jewelry he saw blood diamonds He looked at meat and he felt his gut tighten He saw slaughterhouses, the torture, the blood He saw eggs and grinders, the milk and the puss He looked at cigarettes and saw cancer patients He looked at the internet and saw surveillance He looked at sports and saw nationalism He looked at art and only saw competition He looked at a billboard it said consume He looked at the future and just saw doom He looked in the mirror and he saw the truth He said we're all connected, me and you
10.	Run Towards The Fangs 02:32	lyrics	buy track
Let me paint the picture like Tobocman or Emory Battleship my enemies like the Yemenis Psilocybin vision, DMT documentary My brain's archive full of painful memories I drowned in a K Hole, swimming in Ketamine Cooking in the lab like Pinkman with the phetamine Lost a lot of friends over fettuccine cheddar cheese Almost got to the top they locked me in the mezzanine Most people have dreams they're afraid of achieving My friend just died this is really me grieving I guess we're all really in the process of leaving Or we're arriving space time's deceiving I don't really know if I'm writing or bleeding I don't really know if I'm rapping or receiving Some live for struggle cuz they're afraid of succeeding That drama's their drug sometimes attack is retreating The sage smoked hookah from a sacred glass He said in the book of your life burn the pages from the past A blessing ignored often becomes a curse A curse confronted often becomes reversed All I learned in school is that the teachers were depressed They celebrated murderers and silenced the oppressed When Diallo was killed I got Hip-Hop for Respect I started seeing history I got a tape by Dead Prez That's when i understood between teaching and learning They taught for control the results were concerning My teacher said I'd never go to college stop searching She said you'll either be in jail or Walmart working This is when I learned the lesson of exploiting and earning She was right I got arrested the court was adjourning I started washing pots in the hospital my hands burning I found the fact that I proved her right to be disturbing That kitchen was my dojo I was rapping every night though Sharpening my sword trying to find a fire flow Met awareness after work started cooking in the lab We did Litterture first then dropped the calm. collab The handcuffs came again, my lungs collapsed again It's funny how losing really taught me to win I guess I was on Paulo's Path even back then I was focused on drama the law of attraction Now I run towards the fangs, I fear no reaction

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released March 29, 2024

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Time Denver, Colorado

Time was deemed the future of independent hip-hop by VICE and URB Mag. He has been called the Radiohead of rap and the love child of Neil Young and Andre 3000. He was named one of URB's next 100 artists in alongside Drake, Kid Cudi, and U-N-I. Time's worked with Mick Jenkins, Jake One, Che Noir, and Common. ... more