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Paulo's Path mixtape vol. 3

by Time

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My dad used to say eat the food you take and finish it Food for thought yeah knowledge is what the dinner is Zen mind open mind like a beginners is There's snakes I stopped kicking with, fakes with bitterness I harnessed my discipline, found ambition within Psychic kick spin, broke down walls like Berlin Poison lurking, canary in the mine chirping I saved the bird, we're all connected and deserving Curses I'm reversing, my past lives are merging Leaving is returning, the healing is hurting Tea steam swirling, knowledge transferring I take a sip it's working, reality's blurring Eternal flame burning the message was urgent The dream guide said you have dreams reoccurring Of past friends turned enemies in a hurry I told him it was true his insight observant He said it'll never stop till you love the serpent He ordered more kava tea from the dream merchant He told me bout Buddha and his enlightened saga And how by the tree he was protected by Naga The rain drizzled, the path he said stay in the middle In mid journey dreams, every vision is a riddle When your voice shakes that's a soul testimony He said now it's time for your burial ceremony He saw himself in the coffin, parts that needed to die Malnourished truths all they had to eat was lies He buried the parts, they were seeds to his soul He watered them with the wisdom of letting go The snow came he welcomed the feeling of being cold The moon was half lit with a celestial fold Sipping wine watching the universe go by Reading Hafiz a golden compass in the sky Staring at the same stars Rumi once did The wound is the place where the light comes in The wound is the place where the light comes in The wound is the place where the light comes in The wound is the place where the light comes in
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5 million years ago I walked with feet webbed Now I grab the mic spit seven sermons to the dead Do you choose your own legends or were they thought for you? Without a PR campaign top 40 will ignore you The world's greatest lie is that we're jailed by fate That human nature is bad and we should tolerate hate They manufactured these lies to keep us controlled Keeping us alienated and jaded seems to be the goal I asked a gardener does wisdom need evil to grow? She said without hardship a trees leaves would fold She moved the chess piece and questioned my definitions She said what is wise and evil? and looked with suspicion She moved the bishop and killed my pawn I changed positions I said the definitions often change with conditions She moved her knight and said everything is in transition She took my castle, checkmate king submission Do we get swallowed by the soil or become a star? Is each human connected to a sun, is this all we are? Are there past lives but we come back like we never knew? Do we get glimpses of memory is deja vu the residue? Is the meaning of suffering to purify the heart? My philosophy is magic I never read Descartes Life eats life I'm just carbon in process Trying to do good before the worms carve my carcass I got in a head on crash on a spiritual bypass No air bags I smashed through the metaphysical glass Asphalt like rock bottom, the gurney becomes a coffin The separation between life and death has cracked columns Atoms change when you observe everything is quantum The lesson was, you need to surrender to blossom Everything reversing, spit death to the sermons Fate inverted, nothing is predetermined
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Am I just a vessel in the studio for spirits? Do they get out their poems and leave when they hear it? Maybe I'm spitting 16s from a ghost? Maybe I'm possessed they exorcise the host? The universe is a canvas, I paint with the galaxy No doubt, no limit, Master P my mentality World war me only I can challenge me It's takes shit to make roses I adore the analogy Some try alcohol, fertilizer or bullshit Fermentation is alchemy, a bargain with a full clip There's medicine in the rot but addiction is the culprit Every time you leave it takes more to keep the bulb lit You think the rock assists like Murray to Jokic But the joke is every brick feels like a swish And the game doesn't care about your feelings it's a miss Gems I divulge em collect em till your skull split
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Trying to keep my head straight got the urge to medicate Stuck in my mind, dragging my body like dead weight Holding in the drama like a bomb till it detonates Hate don't hesitate a mantra that resonates Each smile a bluff joker like the poker channel I meditate and look for the light like a solar panel Used to fight friends with smoke bombs and roman candles Nostalgia's a sweet nectar that slowly dismantles The dopamine dies how do you water your soul seed? I roam the city lonely and let the poems speak Used to sip lean till my lungs would move at slow speeds If I was a weed well I guess I would be goat weed I shall proceed To quest for love and water the roots and whole seed I eat champs for breakfast I'm already on my next shit The beat killed my dog, I'm john wick with a death wish Gun powder the beverage, metaphor chest hit I'm on the gallows guest list hangman got me a necklace Executioner's neck slit, my shadow at the exit Grand slam success no matter your best pitch Body your whole team with bars make every member quit Dream technology, this is alchemy remember this The sun retreats, the city foggy like dry ice I'm in my astral plane trying to get it to fly right I wrote this verse in the clouds so you could see the sky write Your clout fools gold pyrite, snake eyes my eyesight I animate at twilight I'm throwing all of my dice 7 or 11 I'm just hoping that they lie right Until I'm under a wood coffin like a typewrite Shrooms got me seeing tie dye I'm Conor with bright eyes Crown chakra skylight, vision with a violet highlight I'm carbon that's finite, my soul is my kite When we die do we wake from a dream and start to laugh? Or do we go to the next realm on our soul's path Do we get to see everyone we used to love? Or does it fade to static and we rot in the mud? I'm pulling Ariadne's string running from the Minotaur His head hit the floor when I got Theseus's sword Knowledge born, ancient bars written on cuneiform Thoughts from the deepest gorge, lotus tea I pour The wind whispers I’m walking in the sand dunes Stars like half notes dance with a jazz moon Sangre de Christos, the mountains and the land bloom I saw someone laying face down it was me that I ran too I flipped his body over, I saw his hand move He pulled my spirit back, I woke up on my back too I guess even when asleep, you're on the path too I guess even when asleep, that's Paulo's Path too
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Dream Coup 01:32
Wake up, rob the dream bank empty the register We move in stealth with tech like a predator Nothing is impossible Thanos ring with the bezel up He turned to dust, with infinity he couldn't measure up I went back in time and erased him as a character Wrote him out of history with red ink like an editor Bags full of sand now we're Morpheus' competitor Underworld inheritor, Hades was his creditor What do you do when you're tired of waiting for dreams to come true? You invade the dream world and go and stage a coup But we didn't come with weapons we came armed with intention We came with psychic swords that could slice through dimensions We came with spells that could manifest anything that we mention We came with affirmations spiritual shields for protection We drove all night, no sleep like a tour date We went underground and busted in through the sewer gate My notebook illuminate, with bars I fumigate Dodging their bullets I changed my death day to a future date Damage I accumulate but with prayer recuperate Hadouken the guards they were dealt with a cruel fate Sent to the reincarnation line with a renewal date We broke into the server and hacked it like computer games The simulation started glitching, now it can't communicate Live your dreams without a boss, that's my communique
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An old man picked up a stick and wrote in the sand Light emitted from his chest the boy didn't understand Even though they had never met he wrote all of his secrets The name of his parents, he wrote his life in sequence The man wrote things the boy had never told anyone He said he could see records like a psychic librarian He said realities a veil, things aren't what they seem He said your superpower is you aren't afraid to dream There's a mysterious force known as the dream killer It locks possibility down into a deep cellar With a furnace of desire, the heat's a dream melter Find the monument of doubt and destroy each pillar The boy took the axe but he only saw trees He thought they were monuments trying to deceive He chopped down homes and nests, he made the animals flee Lumberjack drug, he said I think I'm chopping me When the tree fell he saw blood on his arm When you want a dream too bad it can often cause harm He stared at the stump and reflected on his actions His desire to win and go fast moved him backwards He left the forest smelling of pine and regret He walked in a daze with a slouched silhouette He cried at the cracked eggs and destroyed nests But the birds sang a song like a forgiving clarinet It healed his soul they didn't see him as a threat He was stuck in a cycle of guilt that kept him upset That's when he figured it out, nothing was anonymous When he doubted himself is when he built the monument The eggs healed, the nest reassembled the tree rose He closed his eyes and took down doubt in 3 blows He said maybe negative forces help you find your potential Ice becomes liquid then gas, change is elemental True intent is when your desire aligns With the soul of the universe to conspire with time There's no coincidence, all things are one Paulo's Path, he walked through the mud
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Knowledge is definite, my pen is what my weapon is Abolishing pessimists, hit play when depression hits My profession is spit, I never had a bar deficit Everyday I'm doing reps, the lesson is don't quit They say apply pressure each bar is compressing it My mind is a diamond rhymes trippy like mescaline I keep my thoughts progressing I keep the opps guessing I spit cannonballs then i walk through the wreckage He said your at the point where you're about to give up When you feel like you failed and nothing is enough Messages come in all forms sometimes they come as stones If there's a rock in your path think twice before it's thrown That's a gem, that's a jewel, that's an emerald I sin, I'm a fool but a gentle soul Knowledge assembled in the face of the real the fake tremble He looked the old man in the face, his own it resembled Water has the power to destroy and create It could kiss you with rain or crush you with it's weight When you're a warrior of light everything has a price Discipline divides, that's a type of sacrifice Work always beats talent he stayed unbalanced He gave his time to the sword his will was always challenged He carried his troubles on his back like a forklift pallets When apocalypse comes you won't hear the horseman gallop You revert to your training get the sword let you hand go Then paint starry night in blood like Van Gogh There's a difference between giving up and surrender One path is fear and the other is splendor He could smell the desert, desolation and pleasure A place to clear your mind and dig for inner treasure He felt the freedom of the wind and imprisoned by his skin That's when he realized his breath was the wind within Earth water and air bender we're all interwoven That's why the soil and your loved ones release oxytocin Worrying is just a way that moments get stolen He took a deep breath and looked for the omens
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Dragon Roll 02:04
Here come the demons again they fiending to win Light beaming at them, hook shot we Kareeming them Dirty Lab dream team we're supremer than them We cut em into fractions of pennies like we streaming them I Ching 15 tatted for humility I'm not cocky you just insecure from my ability Might bite the mic cord stick it in my neck go Pikachu A monster on the mic I might Frankenstein electrocute The difference between me and you is that I execute But but but but but next excuse Determination resolute cut the fake from the root Parasite in the dictionary there's a picture of you Might spit a metaphor to split you cantaloupe Rap Thanatos, might make you abandon hope Rody the whole underground like a catacomb Then paint you in heaven like I'm Michelangelo Might battle you in your nightmares like a phantom though Then put you in purgatory without a ransom note Mind state anarcho, my pen is where the data flow My punchlines hit, even on coke you can't land a blow You can't feel your face I drop Juelz like Santana though I don't wear ice but flow sick don't catch a cold Might rip through your manifold with my mandible Cold blooded but I'm mammal though Dirty Diana flow Mask on like Hannibal I need a guard chaperone Got the beat manacled keep flowing let the wagon roll Slay a dragon stab it make sushi call it dragon roll Rappers that pop up we smack em like whack a mole Guillotine your cabbage, drop it in a salad bowl Cooking in the lab, each tape is a casserole Each bar a bomb throw, each song explode How long is Paulo’s Path? that’s a long road Guillotine your cabbage, drop it in a salad bowl Cooking in the lab, each tape is a casserole Each bar a bomb throw, each song explode How long is Paulo’s Path? that’s a long road
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The clouds swirled like 2 battling wizards The wind was the conductor, the strings were the crickets The earth is a concert if you really learn to listen He saw omens in the clovers and the lizards He walked through the desert for more than 40 days He learned from mirages how illusions betray He saw monsters in the darkness and he chased em away The mind moves the sword and the sword obey Sometimes we see the way sometimes we're stuck in a maze Some use a map and some just pray Sometimes I feel like an actor stuck in a play Is death a curtain call where we get bouquets? Trap door in the stage and I'm sliding to hell I use my pen as an axe I got a story to tell Making shapes in the sand I'm chanting cymatics Frequency 432 the healings automatic Lotus tea aromatic I decipher the static Stress post traumatic the host is in my attic Dose in the shell my medicine ginger radish I see ghosts from hell swimming up from Atlantis Breathing asthmatic, slow like Denver traffic Ideas sporadic I exhale microplastics Negative thoughts on my last nerve like sciatic Magic mathematics I divide em like quadratic Don't question my philosophy this isn't Socratic I spit hemlock erratic the truth is very tragic He saw his body on a pyre adorned with roses Eyes wide open looking like 2 explosions His past life closed when his new eyes opened The old man said that we all cry ocean Everything's impermanent, wrinkles and erosion A heart can't heal until it knows that it's broken He had 2 fossils that he held like tokens He asked can you translate the language of omens? He said all you need to do is listen and notice The past is always present everything is this moment
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Frost on the pop filter I spit wintergreen Peppermint flow icy, mix it with the bitter tea I write repetitiously eat beats deliciously Body me on a beat that's fictitious speak Rappers in the cypher looking nervous and jittery Spit so much i increase Denver's humidity Marx said all that is solid melts invisibly But my bars stay solid 50 lines hit vividly Light 50 candles for the 50 beats that visit me Olive oil flow I cook the alphabet admittedly Cooking instrumentals lab smelling like hickory Spitting fire, spin the track, call that rotisserie Class in session hit play no tuition fee The beat is the gas, the mic the ignition key Paint with your words show the scene descriptively Make em smell it, make em see it, that's a spell in wizard speak Flow so hot the mic like a rock where the lizards be Coach said when you drive never do it timidly So when I step in the paint I hit em sacrificially Broke my knee viciously my leg is where incisions be It became a blessing thought it was a curse initially But I'm back on my feet, Lazarus let the risen speak My guardian angel left she said she couldn't really live me Mind full of cold thoughts my brain is where the blizzard be Most these people signed due to trust fund proximity My dollar store clothes new faucet no drip in me But I still walk like a million bucks invincibly Rest in peace to DMX not slipping though it's slippery Storyteller genius Damien was the epitome If nothing else a student of the craft please consider me I didn't know Bach, Juice Crew was my symphony Ace, G Rap, Craig, and Kane were divinity 2pac, 3k and Thought are my trinity I memorized all of Respiration like liturgy I see the devil moving sideways bishoply Trying to take my Juice, my castle crush magnificently Look for the shrub and you'll find where the river be If I saw the bird I would've saw the snake that bitten me The venom made me more sick I spit that poison trickery Put your system in a down hazmat flow toxicity Read Federici learn the truth about witchery I read Edward Said so I know my history Isa in the rubble cuz they bombed the nativity Give the land back no colonial victory My pen's a lightning bolt I write electricity Art can raise the hair on your neck visibly Lost in the desert of the real please deliver me Thoughts the speed of light I rap in special relativity I went back in time and saw the little me Listening to Soundbombing, each song was an epiphany

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released March 14, 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

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