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Spirits in Attendance
01:00
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Drinking mint tea do what i want cuz I'm indie
A 1000 bars in I made the whole city windy
Panty hose pop filter dirty lab thrifty
Dunking mixtapes through the legs like Finley
I'll never stop dreaming I'm following the omens
My songs are sermons for rap theologians
Wearing white linen for the energy benefits
Writing is my remedy a scalpel is what my pen is
Give me a journal and the ink'll start hemorrhaging
Earth Wind and Fire and Ice Cube are my genesis
Society's a menace they kill the forest that's precious
I'm a willow's apprentice, alchemy's my premises
Transphobe nemesis, fuck you white supremacists
Fuck you in italics yes I added emphasis
Lighting candles for the martyrs, spirits in attendance
Nex Benedict should still be alive repeat the sentence
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Dream Historian
02:43
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Too many know their dreams but they're afraid to realize them
They don't realize, real lies grow inside them
Afraid to do the action so they start to theorize them
The cops in our head so we start to legalize it
We police ourselves then we go and demonize us
But we wear talismans you can't evil eye us
I see you with my eagle eye my talons are arriving
No waiting for the wise men the gifts are inside us
Pessimists say a pyramids a pile of stones
Does that mean a bodies just a pile of bones?
When I die play my rib cage like a xylophone
Is there an afterlife or just a dial tone?
I don't really know I'm just freestyling these poems
Drowning in these notes like a rapping Brian Jones
No Sympathy for the Devil, America's a private loan
It's karma went bankrupt piling up bison bones
Aurora borealis in the sky looks gorgeous
Lucid dream notorious, I'm a dream historian
Astral travel poet, I'm a dream laureate
I'm a dream warrior I woke up victorious
Aurora borealis in the sky looks gorgeous
Lucid dream notorious, I'm a dream historian
Astral travel poet, I'm a dream laureate
I'm a dream warrior I woke up victorious
A few years ago I lost my mind thought of suicide
Made myself a victim felt double crossed and crucified
Had to Get My Mind Right, Anti Smiles to rewind
They feed us pills and whisky so we slowly die and euthanize
Not to mention GMOs plus our food is friend
Algorithm showing fast food, the poison is computerized
White Jesus on the mural, the message is dehumanize
Free Mumia, free em all, they shouldn't be doing time
My friend said he travels out the prison through the astral
In his cell he made a shrine, in his mind he made a chapel
He's been reading Jung he said an archetypes a castle
He said no more rappers start battling your shadow
Red eyes in my subconscious I see the jackals
He said I'm in prison but you got the shackles
The judge is a snake he bangs his gavel like a rattle
I woke up from my dream and I saw a bitten apple
Aurora borealis in the sky looks gorgeous
Lucid dream notorious, I'm a dream historian
Astral travel poet, I'm a dream laureate
I'm a dream warrior I woke up victorious
Aurora borealis in the sky looks gorgeous
Lucid dream notorious, I'm a dream historian
Astral travel poet, I'm a dream laureate
I'm a dream warrior I woke up victorious
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How can you battle what you don't even know?
I walked into the coliseum looking for my shadow
The audience was my biases, my trauma, my wounds
My laziness, my selfishness, my greed to consume
The ref said you need to meet yourself let me introduce
A hole appeared in the floor, he pushed me to the truth
I fell down the slide I saw my ego and abuse
I saw my cowardice and my unpleasant qualities
I saw my insecurities and animosities
I saw parts of my psyche that i wasn't aware of
I saw parts i abandoned, I should have repaired em
I found islands in my mind that I refused to acknowledge
I tried to find the light but I didn't have the wattage
He said put out the torch the treasure's in the darkness
When you find home in the dark you'll see shadows are harmless
And every time you deny them they always get stronger
And every time you try a shortcut the path gets longer
Stumbling through the dark I found fangs, claws, and friends
I saw my weapon was blame, unconscious patterns within
I surrender intention it's a limitation
A tree just grows, it flows with creation
I was projecting my shadow onto others seeing enemies
I had to sever the victim as part of my identity
I'm trying to integrate my shadow and merge my sides
I'm trying to trace the roots and see where triggers collide
Scuba diving the unconscious the sinister spaces
Active imagination, uncomfortable places
I found a cave in the abyss it led to the dream realm
It had a type of honesty that a scream held
Voices in the static, unconscious transmissions
Trying to decipher the rhythm the patterns have wisdom
Trying to uncensor myself with journaling and meditation
I'm trying to reverse engineer the projection with patience
Success has nothing to do with the shadow or art
Light can only be found when you emerge from the dark
There's no answer on the way to assimilate your shadow
Every time you think you've won you restart the battle
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Shadow Intervention
01:38
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Come on dude why you even still rapping?
It's been 20 years and nothing has happened
It's a pipe dream, get you head out of the clouds
Look at the truth, I'm not talking bout doubt
There's a 1000 rappers every square mile
I saw your picture in the dictionary by denial
I saw you in the DSM5 by delusion
Let me introduce myself, I'm your conclusion
Can't you read they writing wack in the comments
They even used a bunch of emojis of vomit
And instead of reflecting you just blocked em
You hide away your misery, well I'm the locksmith
You still have a job and you never had a hit
You been rapping 20 years you should fucking quit
You rap off beat plus it's too abstract
Talking bout psychology no one wants to hear that
You're too radical, your politics go too far
Plus you use too many syllables in a fucken bar
You're monotone, boring, plus you can't sing
Rap doesn't need you, what value do you bring?
You're almost 40, your friends don't support you
You need an intervention in a spiritual courtroom
You've tried autotune, you've tried selling out
You've tried gimmicks and features, who's the villain now?
You never sold out a show or been on the radio
You're a white dude rapping on the slim shady show
You go by Time, you can't even google that
You should be MC Cringe, change you name to that
You don't have a seat not even a crumb on the table
You even got dropped by Kweli's label
I'm your shadow I Shouldn't be showing you the light
I'm here to speak your fears, don't mistake it as a fight
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My Familiars Eat Fear
01:45
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I stared fear in the eye until it blinked I saw through it
I saw betrayal, I saw lies, I saw myself in Judas
I felt comfort like seeing fireflies in august
This isn't a diatribe, I'm just being honest
A decision is a current, regret is going against the flow
Whether you surrender or fight the same place you will go
The alchemist is fluent in the universal language
My familiars eat fear, they eat hate, they eat anguish
I don't really hear beats I just see buffets and banquets
I don't see enemies I hear their screams before they're vanquished
Kill demons like Peter Venkman busting ghosts is thankless
Kick out the trap he gone I'm a scientist like Spengler
I'm sliming these beats, I stay puffing on beats
I'm climbing these beats, taxidermy stuffing these beats
You lying on beats, I'm truth never bluffing on beats
They threw a flag in the studio they said I'm roughing the beat
In my Prime on these beats, I'm getting Buff with these beats
I'm dining on beats, pass the knife, I'm cutting these beats
I'm flying on beats, I'm the shit, I'm buzzing on beats
I'm shining on beats, you dull, you struggling on beats
I'm frying the beat, with the grease I'm brushing my teeth
I'm diving on beats, I spit till I flooded the beat
I diamond these beats, I royal flush on these beats
I'm clubbing these beats, king of hearts loving these beats
Candy crushing these beats, hacking and debugging these beats
Juicing and chugging these beats, I need a truckful of beats
Flow father sonning these beats, I rap and mummy these beats
If you need a beat bodied, no discussing it's me
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Future Corpse
01:36
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I put my shadow to work I never battle for worth
I grab the mic with Guts then I go Berserk
I know myself I know the magic I encompass
I grew up talking shit so I guess I am a lumpen
Used to take pills cuz I wanted to numb shit
Now I stay in the studio vampire sunless
Dropping funk like fungus over Alchemist production
Kill you gunless, with bars I'm dumping
Eat the beat scrumptious, next rapper cutting onions
Hit em with a cannonball like Nat on the trumpet
All my friends hate injustice
They yell Free Palestine and fuck Columbus
I'm a future corpse of course I know my fate
But until then dope flows is all I procreate
I'm just using these atoms ill give them back to time space
I'll return to the earth like dust I exfoliate
Demons try to follow me, the coffin wanna swallow me
I said fuck em both and I never give apologies
The devil wanna borrow me, the reaper wanna bother me
In my mind, I think hell made a colony
No toxicology, in drama don't involve me
I say fuck em all like I never knew monogamy
I won the bar lottery, body beat policy
Me without a mic is like Rae without Wallabees
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Circle Of Salt
02:22
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She said there's no such thing as coincidence
She made a circle of salt then said let the spirits visit us
The plates came out the cupboard like a poltergeist incident
The glass wouldn't cross the circle im glad that they're missing us
I asked who they were she said it's us it makes no difference
She said your eyes and ears only misinterpret where the hidden is
You got to find the music in the gaps and dissonance
The universe is gonna universe there's no convincing it
She said society will make your mind a dried up lake
Curiosity and magic is how you hydrate
They made necessary illusions for social hypnosis
To atrophy thought, imagination necrosis
Patriotism's stockholm syndrome that's my diagnosis
My flow makes friends on a scarecrow a crow sits
My long term goals involve exchanging gifts with corvus
The feet next to me in the bathroom stall were cloven
He said humans are a crop and mortality's a locust
That's when the strobe hit, magenta glitch color chroma
He said the scarlet beast woke up and crossed the sea like Moses
Leviathan's wrapped around my neck the scales got me choked up
I’m always half losing my shit and half calm and stoic
Apocalyptic commotion but still the globe spin
Gaia love us so much she let us hurt her with explosions
She love us so much even though our end is approaching
She love us so much the soil has oxytocin
They distract us for profits and make us focus on more sin
In school they said i had an issue in my frontal lobe and
I was obsessed with diplodocus till i found about jadakiss
In detention they locked us i left invisibility cloaked up
Through streams of consciousness with 2 pens i rowed us
All the way to Pleiades the seven sisters know us
Supernova sunset the spectrum was gorgeous
We broke down in Andromeda a mothership towed us
Whirlpool galaxy the nebula's a lotus
Is karma police just a celestial cop?
She poured more tea and said untie the knots
The mountains are old and wise you can learn if you listen
It doesn't involve ears, only your submission
A plate broke on my head, she laughed and said it's your fault
She said with your foot you broke the circle of salt
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Seek No Praises
02:40
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He followed a star to an oasis the earth is a spaceship
Thoughts deep like coral reefs and crustaceans
I work the swing shift, the night shift and the fucking day shift
No more corpse colored glasses, got my 3rd eye lasik
My pen from louisville, homerun base hit
I see thieves behind my rhyme scheme trying to retrace it
Throwing bleach in the studio I'm leaving no traces
Saturate the beat I find comfort in tape hiss
You cannot disgrace us the way is the wayless
Everytime that you hate us the blessings embrace us
Everytime you betray us you really just raise us
I don’t think you understand let me rephrase it
If you think there's a wrong way then you believe in mazes
Your desire to erase us only further creates us
We are interlaced you'd disappear if you replaced us
Granpa said humble man seek no praises
We are not separate, release the illusion
They make us hate each other with borders and seclusion
I'm trying to surrender egos want solutions
Don't fear the unknown that's my conclusion
We are not separate, release the illusion
They make us hate each other with borders and seclusion
I'm trying to surrender egos want solutions
Don't fear the unknown that's my conclusion
My heart is all I carry in my inventory
Is a windstorm just the sand telling stories?
I don’t fear the mystery I embrace the strange
I’m not looking for answers I’m content with unexplained
I’m afraid of losing possessions but i know it's just carbon
infected with materialism, leavers, takers, and bargains
Laws don’t bring justice when control is the margin
They'll probably put the sun on trial and convict it of arson
Fire alchemy, the sword is liquid then it hardens
When your life goes to shit compost it in your garden
If there's no enemy then they always invent one
We're born with soft hearts but the city cements em
Each trap is a test, even being optimistic
Is getting rid of the ego still egotistic?
Skillful devices bodhisatava breeze
Would you rather have gold or a yellow leaf?
We are not separate, release the illusion
They make us hate each other with borders and seclusion
I'm trying to surrender egos want solutions
Don't fear the unknown that's my conclusion
We are not separate, release the illusion
They make us hate each other with borders and seclusion
I'm trying to surrender egos want solutions
Don't fear the unknown that's my conclusion
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Jokers & Jesters
01:53
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Nobodies an alchemist but im close
He drank the elixir of life and out the coffin he rose
You don't just pick the path, the path knows what you chose
Are all things the one thing? I don't know I suppose
You don’t just walk the path the path allows you walk
You don’t just cross the street the street allows you to cross
What I’m getting at is that the soul of the world is also you
Alchemy's a serious discipline I thought you knew?
I guess everything on earth is going through transformation
The train stops to get graffitied paint sprays imagination
In a graveyard he buried a message to the gods
He said I just want to create some art to make you applaud
In the distance lightning cracked then came the thunderclap
He took it as an answer but went back to the path
I guess an alchemist's job is never really done
Cuz he'll still be transforming as ash in the sun
Maybe he'll become soil, get baked and turned to clay
And become a cup to quench someone's thirst for the day
Or maybe he'll become sand, get baked and turn to glass
And help someone see until their time pass
He learned how to talk dragons instead of slaying them
A king has no friends, only sentinels obeying him
The crown only represents fear of rejection
The clown paints a smile cause his natural one left him
The only ones laughing are the jokers and the jesters
A laugh is a reminder to let go and take a breath
And remember everything's conspiring for your success
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Maybe the answers aren't written cuz words can't convey it?
Maybe the truth isn't a sound and there's other ways to say it?
Maybe there's no lies we need to decipher the code?
Maybe the story happened but it didn't need to be told?
Maybe the dot in the question mark is a grenade that explodes?
Maybe paragraphs are walls and sentences are a road?
Maybe we're afraid of silence cuz it makes us reflect?
Maybe we're afraid of loss cuz we feel like we're next?
Maybe we could harness the technology of dreams?
Maybe that's where us and the afterlife meet?
Maybe we could find the fabric of space and rip the seams?
Maybe we're in a simulation being ran by machines?
Maybe a black hole is someone's eye looking in at us?
Maybe we're lab rats and the experiment is up?
Maybe beauty is seeing a leaf pause in the wind?
Maybe nirvana's just a quiet walk with a friend?
Maybe everything's all at once, eternity's a moment?
Maybe we're stuck in a hall of mirrors mistaking the opponent?
Maybe we're just fractals, tangled in the branches?
Maybe this is a memory from a poem that vanished?
Maybe this is a lucid dream and we never existed?
Maybe god playing marbles really makes solar systems?
Maybe I’m a ghost, I wear this skin like a garment?
Maybe we walk towards the light after 9 months of darkness?
Maybe if artists can't save the world then no one can
Maybe the world doesn't need saving because no one can
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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
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