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Living in Hell-Vetica
03:26
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Let me take you to a place with no postage come closer
Rats and roaches blinking neon sign hypnosis
Opioids we're overdosing, turning kids to ghosts and
Broken bottle hopeless, sipping till cirrhosis
Viruses and locusts, we admire the soulless
Technology to control us, that's why we can't focus
We gave earth tuberculosis, she's choking on her own spit
I pity the prognosis, dystopias the diagnosis
Jackson Pollock blood splatters in the slaughterhouses
lead in the water can't tell where the slaughter house is
Staring in a black mirror the satellites wanna steer
I used to dodge deer now we dodge drones with fear
History books and amnesia, propaganda's what they teach us
Television anesthesia, while they dig the grave beneath ya
Saw a 100 foot hologram advertisement ballerina
Down on alameda watch me deconstruct it like Derrida
What is this? A world with nothing?
A world with no, freedom, freedom
Piano keys yellow from the nicotine, the hammers scream
Graffitied epiphanies, saying go protect the salmon stream
Ouija board symphony, dead soul, the grammars clean
Ed of days periphery, walking towards the grander scheme
Orchards and trees, the truth is in the berry leaves
War birds and thieves, the spooks wanna bury me
Cranes in the sky blink, with flags from invaders
Tech crusaders, link traders with the future as a wager
Got the weather going crazy like gods fucking with the faders
Speculators stock market collapsing like artic glaciers
Spectators speculate going to work for their jailers
Life's a conveyer, obey, vote for your favorite dictator
Street preacher serenaders with eyes like 2 craters
Screaming what's the difference between a thief and a mayor
Living in Hell-Vetica tagging in times new roman
Watch it fall off the wall and burn to ash like an omen
What is this? A world with nothing?
A world with no, freedom, freedom
Under a dying sun and dead moon, I listen to the dead move
Orange bottles in the bedroom, milligrams of dead truths
Sirens sound like Buckley humming hallelujah
Anti smile pills scattered in Shibuya
Candy wrappers, road kill, man this city's so ill
Wine bottles, scratch tickets, take another hope pill
Vomit that control pill, I wrote this with a crow quill
If the cops don't kill you, the hackers and the code will
No Tocqueville, just joe hill, singing with asbestos breath
Two of us made it out of the mine, the rest are dead
Hellscape, looking like Hieronymus Bosch palette got tossed
Replicant, no empathy, mass destruction from the autonomous bots
Satellite procession gazing down the gorgon stare
Eyes like keyholes inside I see the warden there
She said you are not the story and you are not the hero
This is a math lesson on how to count to zero
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What's a friend but a future wound a friendly gun that'll shoot you soon
Running from these mobs and goons, dark like night in the afternoon
Eyes like nicotine moons, my coffin is my cocoon
In these ruins casting runes, trying to outlast this doom
Born a loner, sitting in corners, never had friends in school
Thought I was a stoner, another misnomer, I smile and played the fool
Made friends with the weirdos, the goths and the rap heads, and the metal head cholos too
They thought I sold drugs but I sold my thoughts, my solos were written with truth
Betrayed for money aint it funny and we were on that conscious shit
Insecurity and ego and a high libido, a recipe for some monster shit
Ghosted so many I must be haunted, in cat's cradle with Vonnegut
Armageddon in retrospect, in 45 the comet hit
I'm an INFJ, a neurotic Aquarius, I let people in to my own detriment
Protect your energy, love it and cherish it, take the fake and dismember it
I didn't lose a friend, I just realized I never had one
But I am my wounds, I am my friends, even if I’m a bad one
You thought you had me again
Now I gotta push your out, push you out
I slow it down, slow it down
I’ll write the start of the end
Here’s how it goes (yeah)
I’m gonna push you out, love me down
Keep my space when you’re around
What do you do when the person you'd take a bullet for is aiming at you?
I'm loyal to a fault, this red stain is the proof, there's hate in you
A welting flower with rotten roots, you dumped your poison on me
My life was irrelevant with toxic talk you bombed me
An emotional vampire, afraid of light afraid of reflection
Afraid of truth, I’m not angry, I’m not fake, that's your projection
You never wanted advise, your demons just wanted permission
You were never a friend, just a lying leech who couldn't listen
I felt like nothing, insignificant, you weren't there for my darkest nights
You were only there for your addictions, the gas light hid your darker side
You never celebrated my successes or commented on my creations
I guess you were jealous of my crumbs, while I gave you plates of patience
You called to talk about yourself another nagging narcissist
I’ll never be an architect just a bridge dedicated arsonist
When I was depressed and wanted to vent you made it about yourself
I should of learned it the first time but it took me till the 12th
What’s the difference between a goal, an expectation and a deception?
Every secret I told you from my soul was forged into a weapon
I'm everyone that hurt me, I'm everyone I hurt
Grandma used to say, we pick the ones we think we deserve
But what's a human without a scar, what's a planet without a star?
I don't care if you'll betray me I just want to love who you are
She said don't fear the future, roll the dice, give it your all
She said death isn't sad, the sad thing is some never live at all
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I mean it’s all fuck up now you hear
To live and die in dystopia
I been dodging snakes since Nokia
Mind in a shrine in Ethiopia
Bunch of illuminati been running after my body
The paranoia of an eagle destroyer, I work for us yeah we the employer
Latino lawyer watching Jewish lawyer you know, seen, seen, high
Today’s Tom Sawyer got mean mean pride
Rappers ain’t real they got that green screen vibe
I’m home everywhere, I see drones everywhere
I’m dodging big brother in el cielo
They coming for my neck like a cello
Hello goodbye cigarillo in the sky, I got in from mars hello
Keep it on the LO
They feed us Xanax and Ambien to keep the smell off
Never talk numbers on the cell-o
I got these glasses from Rowdy Roddy Piper
It helps me see through the bullshit, the snakes and the vipers
The more I watch the TV the more I feel it’s watching me
I’m trying to dodge the misogyny It’s getting hard to breathe
Pardon me, where are we? Hell on earth like Prodigy
Thought crime prophecy, I got crucified cause I forgot to cross the T
Every night’s the same, a Lincoln follow me home
The Wright Brothers made planes, the wrong brothers made drones
The city is a prison with invisible bars
There’s only cameras in the sky, those never were stars
Who did it Scooby Doo, ripped off the sheet it was you
Gods die when their believers do, I’m like Nietzsche with a rubix cube
Blaming everyone from the Hennessy to the centipedes
I’m paranoid, I guess my worst enemy is me
Screaming 1-8-7 to the cop in my head
2 shots go off with a thought, aneurysm I’m dead
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Conversations with a willow tree, the branches sway heavenly
They say it’s meant to be and it’ll all make sense eventually
When centipedes crawl through my skull and eat all my memories
And I return to the soil and fertilize serenity
To become food for the worms and reciprocate the energy
No more enemies, no more spam to be sent to me
I never use Hennessey as a remedy cause I never wanted addiction to be a friend of me
Our bodies leave skin cells that turn to dust
The rain gives us food and makes our machines rust
It’s kind of symbolic of what natures trying to show us
We’re living in the 6th extinction it’s time to grow up
Melancholy on my countenance found me where the mountains is
Make another wish flick a penny in the fountain kid
My inner child got SIDS I’m searching underground for him
Haunted soil I only found worms I never found the kid
Skyscrapers a tombstone, roads crowded abyss
If a tree falls in the forest it doesn’t matter what the sound is
It matters what gets affected from death comes resurrection
A tree becomes a coffin a coffin becomes dirt
Sound turns to language, and words becomes hurt
But words could heal, a conversation could save a life
That’s how I got here, the willow o wisp’s light shines bright
Trees are our elders, they don’t need cars to get water and food
They store their energy in the autumn and bloom by June
Mutual aid, they shelter the animals, birds build nests
They dig their roots deep and hold their heads above the rest
The willow is a buddha, the tree is my teacher
Each tree is a person, we’ll all meet the reaper
A leaf falls in my cup, I drink up the dusk
We sit in the darkness until dawn erupts
In the dark it was clear that the bark was a mirror
I was the forest, the dew was our tears
I’m not trying to conquer my enemies I’m trying to conquer myself
What’s a tree but a friend that offers shelter and help
That willow tree was there for me when I couldn’t find anyone else
Money’s just a dead tree, a live one is wealth
You’re fearful and doubtful because you forgot about nature and reciprocity
You think everything will mess up or break
Because you believe the lie that you’re a consumer and used to buying things that break
And interacting with machines
You forgot about nature, about being human, even about plants
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This is stolen land on a stolen map, rent is theft, give it back
Work 3 jobs get a heart attack, no insurance, now they want tax
They gentrify like Shawn Carter, then say you should've worked harder
Nondisclosure a nonstarter, redistribute the land like Sankara
Nine tenths of the law we squatting this, banks don’t own us we bought this
They got a camping ban for the jobless, get your camera, cop watch this
This is the science of spatial violence, capitalism and racial violence
Witness the silence of liberal bias, classism and race alliance
What development wants, development gets, they get no jail when they sell them bricks
Guerilla garden let's build this, mutual aid not selfishness
Since that eviction letter, this aint really been home
Landlord didn't discover this, that's chris columbus syndrome
We're just trying to raise the roof, they just wanna raise the rent
I've been working 3 jobs, i gave that cracker every cent
Landlord of the flies, dollar signs in his eyes
Let's stop working for the rich, so we can live our fucking lives
Skylines filled with condos, throw em out like Marie Kondo
Landlords don't spark joy, tell em leave the city pronto
Give the land back from Canada to Colorado
Those aren't giants, those are windmills, just ask Sancho
This is stolen land stolen homes,
Neighbourhood bought n sold
Just a spot to park the gold
Wanna watch they dollar grow
Ain’t gonna cool that market
These fools make too much profits
Fake as all these costs get
Paid by the workers losses
Wage ain’t cover naw shit
Broke from the crib to the coffin
Broken from those processes
Landlord and or bosses
Banks is they’s accomplice
State gonna pave that process
Landlords see no problem
Take the people’s last dollar
Rent or lease a collars
With leash reaching wall streets
Launder shit for mobsters
Secret deeper pockets
The broke don’t got no options
Lord of the land on top them
Organize gonna stop them
See the guillotine chop them
Seize the means and properties
And block they greed and profit stream
Get get those leeches offa we
I mean get those landlords offa we
Nights in crown heights
We was down bad dad out of hard white
Landlord actin like shit was on sight
So we thugged em ducked em dodged em
Pops like If he keep it up fuck it might rob em
Just to have the roles reversed
The shelters were worse
My soul was hurt
Only thing kept me grounded
Was a Hova verse
Stick up the world and split it 50 50
Y’all don’t own the earth
Or know the worth
Coach taught me if your brothers cold
And all you owns a shirt
You find a way to split that shirt
Half a million evicted they still insisting the system work
Assisted living let you live in thirst
This government place people second business first
They Gentrified our existence but we been dispersed
Tear gasin us since diaspora
Fascist stay after us
Look what happened in Attica
Pardon the tangent it’s
Just the martyrs get candles lit
While daughters stay vanishing
And bystandered effect
Got too many like manikins
Fuck a tic toc challenge if I ain’t have the rent
I’m hittin liqs calm down
Hit the piff swallow pride
Ask for help pick up shits
Repress the stress
No wait that’s how you get worked to death
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6. |
Autobiography of a Bomb
03:48
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Let the bloody finger put the pressure to the mechanism
Pyrotechnic cartridges flash, I was born for state terrorism
Pistons retract, grab my back, then they shove me away
Now I’m flying over Yemen like it's judgement day
Thermal battery activated, I was made with hatred
I’m coming to kill civilians someone in DC ok'd it
Peace not today, I’m only a hundred knots away
No due process, this is murder, no one's locked away
3 fins on my back, that's guidance control
My nose is locked on a laser reflection I have no soul
No brain I’m the million mother fucking dollar war head
I’m the excuse for no healthcare, no budget to keep the poor fed
To you, war is abstract, I’m the documentary in your head
But in reality, I turn foreheads into four heads
You see statistics, I put limbs in trees, everyday there's more dead
But you just hear collateral damage, that's the propaganda that you're fed
Turn the page, full of rage, I was born in 2015
In Garland, Texas at the general dynamics facility
Forged from cursed steel I was the least loved
My baby bottle was full of nun and priest blood
They got arrested outside of my crib fuck what they did
They came with a hammer they were yelling bout some kids
Now I’m 300 pounds, my daddy Ray say I’m growing up
He says I’m going to McAlester, Oklahoma on a truck
They hang me nose down and they all gather round
They give me 200 pounds of explosives and say choke it down
I’m trying to cool down but I hate this, I’m full of hatred
They only fed me tritonal and composition H6
Interstate 10, I’m in Tucson, at my daddy's home
At Raytheon, they say you ain't unique, you're just an average clone
In my room pacing, yelling why the fuck was I born?
Ray says to pack up, you're going to Yemen in the morn
Back where we started in the skies of Yemen
I came out an F15s womb falling from heaven
My nose smashes into a rock, tripping a fuse in my tail
I detonate like 200 pounds of TNT with death on my trail
I fracture into a 1000 pieces I’m the antonym of what peace is
My shards go 8 times the speed of sound as destruction increases
I don’t kill people, I rearrange them, I remove appendages
Bashing through flesh I’m wild, I disassemble and dismember them
Gas from my abdomen, ruptures ear drums and collapses lungs
It causes internal bleeding I’ll turn your house into an oven
My wind can take your leg off, erase your whole family with a cough
I cause famine and cholera and a march won't make me stop
The US blockades the supplies, complicit in genocide
The US blocks the UN and the media tells the lies
War is hell, states lie, the truth is gory
They found my assembly code in some scrap that's why you're hearing this story
I live on as shrapnel in the body of my victims
My soul is dead, I’m just a product of the system
I'm in a sauna in hell they say I’m being reincarnated
I’m going back to Raytheon for a Palestinian vacation
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Look, there's pain behind the tears I cry
A system we fell for years tried to scare my tribe
Threw us inside a system you perceive it as perfect
Come take a walk as I'll show, let you see it in person
Take a look to the left that's a man just trying to provide
Coming from work 12 hour shifts at night when he drives
Pulled by a cop for no other reason besides his skin
Reached for his license one shot he brought his life to an end
Look to the right a young girl with so much potential
The things she fights to avoid is all that shows outside her window
And they aint' excuses they didn't know it was bad
Gotta work twice as hard just to only half
And imagine being judged off your color of skin
Something that's out your control you got to struggle wins
Murder, violence and drugs the only thing that seem real
With death is like robbery either play sleep or get killed
People are starving The rich gobble taxes
That's why people are starving
People rebel, the rich oppress them
That's why people rebel
People hold life cheap The rich make it too costly
That's why people hold it cheap
But those who don't live
For the sake of living are worth more than the wealth seekers
The cracker didn't have the TP in the back of the Acura
His voice cackled dystopia to a settler that's factual
A virus consumes its host with violence and leaves its transactional
History isn't materialist, different realities are actual
Don't you see hell in the Treaty of Tordesillas?
Don't you see dystopia in Santa Maria?
Don't you see apocalypse in the Mayflower's anchor?
Don't you see sci-fi in the smile of a banker?
George Washington said he was making providence
But the Iroquois called him town destroyer
And this country's been robbing sense
At sand creek they saw apocalypse in the US flag
The treaties were trash they need to just give the land back
Thomas More's book Utopia was based on slavery
No gods, no masters, no western thought papacy
You must have copious amounts of myopia look up Cahokia
Cuz what you call family history could be someone else's dystopia
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Bleeding Typewriter
04:01
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Clickity clack I miss the sound of that
It woke me from my sleep I had to find where it was at
I stumbled outside through the stripped sycamore trees
The leaves all retreated from the January freeze
Dancer in the dark I saw the fog of my breath
I saw a flash in the park as a coyote wept
I walked towards the spark to a cottonwood tree
I saw an Olympia it saw a darkness in me
Fermented dreams, it saw the rot inside of me
It told the shadows I’m glad you brought him to me
The metal was cold like a glock to my head
That happened in 03 by now I thought I’d be dead
I took the machine home, my mind started to roam
The wind started to moan like a Wayne Shorter poem
It said phantom navigator I will take you to Atlantis
On a saxophone write this night dreamer anthem
The machine kept clacking spilling its metallic history
It said its great grandfather was Francesco from Italy
It spoke of Pellegrino and a Brit named Henry Mill
Chris Sholes, Glidden, and Soule, it had stories to tell
It helped out the blind, it let people speak
In 1874 I got my keys, you call it QWERTY
But knowledge is class war they made the imperial brand
Then came mass war, they made royal for the material man
Used in world war 2 we bombed Hiroshima, Nagasaki too
They used the Corona 3, typing destruction with me
When hitler needed help, IBM had the remedy
Holocaust helpers made the Selectric in the 70s
Crying ink it said you humans made a mistake
Using computers but showing no love to Ada Lovelace
Its ribbon ran dry it had rubber scarred feet
I put my ear to its spool and heard a heartbeat
I changed its ribbon and said thanks for the knowledge you've given
It said there's a soft typewriter tapping the lives we're living
1984 was written on a Remington
The bell tolled for Hemingway he was gone with the setting sun
Popping black beauties, Jack wrote on a scroll
Orpheus Emerged from his underwood though
Baldwin wrote another country with an SM7
Gonzo typed his last letter and took a cannon to heaven
Kaczynski used a Montgomery Ward standard
Plath pounded on a Hermes, searching for the answers
Leonard Cohen drowned his in the Aegean sea
It sunk like a beautiful loser as it rusted in peace
Thank you for finding me in the park your light was strong
Creation has the courage to say you might belong
I swear at night machines come alive, I might be wrong
But last night I watched the Olympia type this song
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Some stories are too true to tell, like how I wished your life was hell
Like how I couldn't forgive myself, when I threw my inner child down the well
Deep breath, let me release this, this thesis is a beast kid
No need for telekinesis, your silence is where the beef is
Been vegan for a while cuz I don’t like killing babies or the earth
But it seems like being an American does all of that and much worse
It's hard to look in the mirror and search, what you'll find is fear and hurt
This year has been a blur, friends dying from xans and percs
But you're never lonely in Babylon that's why I’m trying to travel on
You can't judge me your gavel's gone, up shit creek I paddle on
Poets are always complaining, rappers are always bragging
I sewed them both together and turned them into a dagger
And into my back I stabbed, I am judas, I am brutus
I'm a poem that was never written in the pen of Pablo Neruda
Pass me another plate of friends, I’m tired of making them
I didn't forget those memories I assassinated them
These stories are too true to tell, like how you gave up on your health
Like how you pickled your liver with liquor, pills and everything else
Some aren't afraid to die, they're afraid to live
They don't want any help, so all they do is give
You're too faded to cry, the sky's a gray abyss
I hope these words are felt, I’m trying to get through to chris
Are you living or existing? thriving or surviving?
Quitting can be risky, when you're lying about trying
Lately you've been distant, your problems I can list them
Why are you wishing for the Sistine when your paintbrush is nonexistent?
Are you a fading phantom or an opium ghost?
Lately I've been feeling like a has been at this podium of hope
I seem to always hang myself, my friend sold me the rope
You invited me to your pity party and told me to host
I'm a paradox that breathes, I'm a blinking contradiction
I was looking for the truth but now I'm sinking in fiction
Some stories are too true to tell, like how I always lie to myself
Like how I treat rap like a therapist and put my problems on the shelf
I never sold out a show I just sold out my soul
When I started working for a wage 15 years ago
I’m out here trying to pay dues but what do you do when the dudes
You pay dues too despise and hate you? I'm depressed and eating grapefruit
The past is a dime store novel, a sink film, a bad mystery
When the karaoke bars all close they'll forget about you, even history
Vultures circling around me, I'm screaming I’m not edible
Sharks circling me in the pool with agents who aren't credible
The hunt continues after the capture, the hunter becomes the hunted
inside it all happened that's why your spirit is numb and stunted
I see chem trails writing in cursive, spelling out the end times
Shaky pen trail, I'm nervous but these words are enzymes
I'm trying to break reality's ligaments, grizzle, and tissue
Dear truth, I'm looking for you, I'm trying to find you, I miss you
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We were talking about making new songs last week
But last week was like 8 years it's funny how time sneaks
Rhymes compete I was blind from this seat
It took a punch in the face to teach my ego defeat
But here I am, back on my chucks I'm running up
We said we would make it with this rap shit and my time ain't up
This ain't no pop shit or weird shit its no vet shit or rookie shit
This some fuck Sal's pizza shop breaking windows on some Mookie shit
We here we been here, 10 years bad luck but we didn't break a mirror
This ain't bad luck, this is destiny, the mirror's a window its so clear
I've written poems, I've written articles but never suicide notes
I've received death threats but threw them out the capsized boat
Here we are swimming, the future's still grinning
Last show we did AwareNess was in the background the bass had me spinning
The numb from a show still feels the same like when we were in high school
Music was my true inspiration, meeting other artists my true education
Self-expression, speaking out my truest lesson
Forgiveness will be my final lesson, until then that punch to my face was a blessing
Guns to our face we threw rocks on 38th
My car window got broke, the cops came but we escaped
Thoughts from an adolescent, depressed with no anti-depressants
Just a notebook, just a pen, and a flow that was aggressive
Face covered in acne, MC Pepperoni
Lungs kept popping, I was pot washing, out the hospital and bony
Perfected the craft, Points used to make me laugh
This was before they imprisoned half the lab
When I got arrested my mom paid the fines
I got a job and paid her back with money that was mine
I'm here cause somebody loved me they put no one else above me
I'm just trying to show that to someone else who's life's been ugly
Life got real, it's funny how time steals
I look in the mirror I touch my face but can't feel
Some way down there
I was running down this road, this road
Some way out there
I've been looking for a golden soul
You can cage the singer but you can't cage the song
This is for Robert, man we love you stay strong
I spit these bars to break yours, I hate yours
I pray yours, break down, I'm faithful, I'm hopeful not hateful
Close your eyes and float through the city, I see you in the astral come fly with me
You hand me a pen it's made out of quartz you tell me love's worth more than a Porsche
You tell me to write and fight these feelings, meditate and levitate to the ceiling
You say burn some sage when you're up on stage, use your anger, recycle your rage
Compost all your anger, use it for your garden
Water your seeds with gratefulness, forgive and never pardon
Messed up people mess up, too many wolves are playing dress up
With rent they wanna stress us, with debt I'm playing catch up
The studio's my confession booth, AwareNess' beats bless us
The sidewalks a scantron the state just wants to test us
Each verse is like a diary, books lit a fire in me
From Baldwin to Conrad to Hooks they inspire me
Speak to the beat like a therapist, we all know how rare that is
My heart's my ghost writer, vulnerability's where the marriage is
I'm anti past I'm anti future I'm anti now I'm pro void
Cause i just want to exist somewhere, are we all droids?
I'm not saving hip hop it saved me
Then it took all my money and gave me a pile of maybes
But I'm an alchemist I could turn a probably into a positive
Words are magic that's why you have to spell to make oxygen
We all have wounds and if you're breathing they're healing
Who cares what they think, guilt is another word for stealing
Some would rather feel pain than nothing at all
I cried when I read that painted on a wall
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In the Flowers
03:07
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Don’t forget to smell the flowers
Don’t forget to smell the flowers
Just remember what I say
I’ve been feeling tired, I don't feel normal
A branch handed me a coffee bean I entered into a portal
They said, what you consume is your medicine
Stop treating symptoms find the cause for your betterment
Here's some marshmallow for that cough and broccoli for the lungs
Some kale for those prime times you smoked when you were young
Here's some turmeric for that swelling and inflammation
And here's some ginkgo tea to remember this information
Curry for the pancreas and saffron for the brain
And some rhodiola tea to ease the mental pain
Fight the blues with some greens here's some seeds for serotonin
Here's some cabbage for the kidneys and goji for melatonin
Hears some radish for warmth and ginger for the stomach
Here's some ashwagandha for when your spirit plummets
Here's some walnuts for the mind and have some ginseng
Here's some sorrel for a salad and one more thing
Don’t forget to smell the flowers
Don’t forget to smell the flowers
Just remember what I say
You were sleeping for a while here's some lemongrass to wake up
Here's some thyme for your lungs we're glad you never gave up
Here's some rose for your emotions add some honey to make a potion
We see there's screws in your knee here's some arnica for motion
Here's some dandelion to detox the Percocet and dilaudid
Here's some nettle tea to applaud the fact that you fought it
Here's some hawthorn for anxiety and to heal the heart
Here's some garlic from your grandma to give your garden a start
Here's some jasmine leaves she said thank you for the song
And here's some comfrey root to keep your bones strong
Here's some willow for the migraines and yarrow for the sprains
And here's some tea for tension it's made from ylang ylang
Here's some mandrake to keep you safe when you travel the underworld
Here's some acorns for energy and some for the summer squirrels
Here's some burdock for the burns and tulsi for the grief
And remember to do this, whenever you need relief
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I was born in Aurora, north Denver’s where I reside
How many times have we done this before, how many times have we died?
Tetsuo city I see brown streaks like the bridge was crying rust
Trying to find nostalgia, but just breathing melancholia’s dust
Blood on my cheek, metal in my knee, think of it as jewelry
Sleeved and resleeved, deceived, unsleeved and relieved
Past lives retrieved, besieged by grief, madness achieved
Demons and greed, sipping tulsi, found a teacher in a willow tree
Bardo dreams, 49 days but I won't return, I don't believe
No more jobs, no more debt, no more people robbing me
Time indefinite, there's no linear time, that cycle I left it
I made sad realms and hell worlds, the lord of death is my own projection
Do not stand by my grave and weep, I am not matter, I am not there
My stack is shattered, 4 elements, consciousness comes after air
Sometimes you need to devour yourself to keep something else alive
So help me unbuild these walls, hold my hand, let's climb inside
When I leave this world
My bodies gonna break and burn
Who am I gonna be when I unfurl?
What is real life, real death, rebirth
You gave me your story I didn't know they'd come and cut you down
I heard when kings would ride under you, your branches would knock off their crowns
rain drops from your leaves, fall like tears it makes a type of tea
Your bark cures pain, your branches are tendrils, each one's a memory
But you're still alive in a different form I’m climbing your roots like a ladder
The moon pulls our tears, fearful thoughts I let them all shatter
Take these branches to the underworld, bend and sway with them like the wind
Make a harp from them, then play a hopeful song for a friend
Desperate thoughts turn to demons, gluttony is where sharing ends
But these are just our masks, we forget we are wearing them
If we don’t care for others we can’t know our own minds
To evolve is to be dispossessed, even from cycles of time
Let stems rise from my coffin sprout and give me boundless compassion
I went to hug her and only found leaves and the wool of catkins
Sometimes you need to devour yourself to keep someone else alive
So help me unbuild these walls, hold my hand, let's climb inside
When I leave this world
My bodies gonna break and burn
Who am I gonna be when I unfurl?
What is real life, real death, rebirth
I know when I leave this world
My bodies gonna break and burn
Who am I gonna be when I unfurl?
What is real life, real death, rebirth
What is real?
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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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