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Footprints

by Braxy

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1.
DrummerDude49 01:59
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Uh! Write a song about love I thought But I don’t have experience, might not Prevail, logged out signed off I will, find a way with a cost Uh! Spend a little money for some fun shit No light when I hide in my dungeon Treat my body like a trash can junction Thought about health but I didn’t wanna rush in Uh! Paint a little picture with some pain though See the same sight - same angle Sweating too much, where the rain go? Feel my shortcomings in the fray better lay low Uh! Get a little flack for my freak show Make a better make a better me yo All up in my audience speak now On display, peace out , leave slow I don’t know why this can be All the sudden got to see x 2 Yo! Catch me on a four wheel skateboard Fell, hit my head, brain damage wait for it Still, keep it in my trunk whens the cars parked A A R D V A R K! Yo! Favorite show growing up Hey Arnold Still watch good stuff don’t stay hollow Lucky that I had a couple role models Sometimes feel like a leader but I still follow Yo! I can use a road trip, then I leave Only takes a whim, and a booking fee Don’t need a passenger when I feel so free Driving it faster and eating Foster Freeze Yo! Making music twelve years old First band garbage but I learn slow Stockton harvesting grooves and I know Most of em kept going, watching em grow, say -
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Write Something (Instrumental Prod. Rhys) 02:48
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Write something, write something Its been clawing at me all night Gnawing in the middle of the What ifs and the full sight, alright? Alright. Imagine me here, we hear with you Gleeful we ravage I mean for the truth Seek satisfaction, sing the sorrow tunes Don’t go back again, breathe (breathe) coo (coo) Leave for feeling in my gut, spilling all of myself out now Reconcile, stitch it up, recking it, oh when the lights out Thats when I light up, pulsing, vibrant Hopeful for anyone to turn the globe into righteous Alright now, at least hopefully If I promise some corruption will you vote for me? All night child, its a rotary A cyclical cold cynical roller rink Where we at? Write something never hold it back Are we there? Better believe and never turning back x 2 Write something, write something What’s gonna happen when the balance is jumping? Rise up and, go rush in Actions speak loud when silence isn’t running Bathe in the toxic sunset sun rays Changing the topic abruptly is one way Facing the faucet is fun with some Feng Shui They pay you a lot just to live a little someday The sad truth is, feeling useless I’m back at it a rap addict I love it well Threw deuces, to the music Past masks are paved upon the fairytale I know the story, almost too well Looking at the mirror thinking bout the few that fell Out the coop through the cuckoo’s cage what Follow suit and break out of the spell Out of the hype machine like a fruit that’s ripening Find a crew that builds you up and maybe its enlightening But no guarantee, look so deep inside yourself Life can be a parody of tropes until the final bell
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Still Life 02:48
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1, 2 ,1, 2 bet I’m near you In the way that words want to sear you Or maybe steer, you pushing that fear though Complacency looking in the mirror dude I’m over that stay running like a quarterback Past in the rearview still rapping sorta fast A lesson in self expression can’t exhaust it Trust me Ive tried it turned out to be toxic Still talking to the mic when the voices Build up break me down make me make choices Fill it out compulsively and neurotic Pull the plug out from me and sleep on it It didn’t do much, still feel tired Reroute the cables duality wired Sip on the coffee feeling inspired Or maybe just fight or flight fire Innate intrinsic and dire Stuck on the offbeat used to aim higher But its alright with me, I’m Stuck in the moment motor made of mind Just like that its guided me Hip hop sit down the plight can be found Making our own science see now Pass that please perfunctorily I don’t pack a punch I don’t pack my lunch I just pass on by bills racking up, it goes Meal prep no prep take out maniac Beatle rep all cranial packed play it back Eighth notes ladder drill practice stamina Marching band rabbit hole bought a new camera Face the tales repeat fads and namesakes Erase the old ways I’m past a payday Embrace the cold days and don’t turn back Emaciation - don’t make me laugh Stress on the mind make thin to the bone Over active audio seeing monochrome Fish for the answers leave me alone No bait needed for a barracuda bro Listen, listen a lot of answers out there Sheeple in the shallow end avoiding a nightmare Wake up dive in there’s lots to learn Reborn feel dumb but it takes a turn See thorns throw caution before a rose Stay numb then vibrant the feeling goes Play a million shows, That feeling, dies and grows (get fly yo) Fly fly fly today, okay gonna lead the way x 2
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Open Doors (Instrumental Prod. Yuck Nasty) 02:15
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This the departure of something new though Used to be parched, until there was a studio Still feels unusual, corners never ending Wake up and embrace everything I’m sending 10 Years later and the mic and me are friends Do it for the live show also for the zen Truants still invited to anywhere I’m teaching Always keep an open door, breaking locks breathing Manifest your dreams kid, or kick rocks It seems like there’s no middle ground in the flock So fly off, really though Herd mentality comes at a cost Wake up and put on that same shirt since I was a kid Even though its wearing thin, like I want to feel that love again So what’s stopping it? Stuck in the fray when I’m anti-metropolis Missing the bay and the haystacks rocking it The system fades away, train for the mosh pit Pace that conscious, growing every single day Two steps backwards sloth mode activate It feels great to lay down Let my shoulders sag carrying the weight around Used to being let down, innovator now Like to drive a lot of miles when I wanna smile Hey! Summers never ending Hunter S Thompson Vonnegut mending New inspiration from all of my favorites Post post modern there’s a style for the vagrants Hope floats hopefully, along the way Pick up a passion, sharpen your blade Fixes can happen wash you away One less victim caught in the fray I will repeat, learn these lessons act when I speak Reiterate what seems to be.. a fate thats chasing me
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Self Portrait / The Office 07:15
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Solid ground! (All I see) Gratitude! (Overdue) Lost and found! (Brought to me) Grasping! (For a view) Been blank when I look at the slate Maybe change the scope, will it change the state? I forgot to vote, then I fade away It’s impossible not to get lost in the day to day Woke up with a splitting headache What’s new, learn love live to levitate Try to see it universally and never hate First gotta rehearse and please don’t hesitate Oh, maybe you did, and maybe I do too It’s the way the we live Broken limbic feel forcefully fed It’s a portrait showing an American Some are way too fat and shamed Make it numerical television game Unless too big in the head, its okay Tunnel vision role model made Walking upon the town that I live Wishing I had a bounty to give Miss me with pity or misguided will This is a victory and I will build Problems and problems are mounting in front of us Hopefully learn from them always confronting it Seems to be primal in nature but its okay Cyclical and systematic it’s gonna break When I first heard stress organized Konfusion My eyes rolled back in my head the music Was so powerful that I felt some fuses In my cerebellum break circuitry This one goes to the worker bees Put on a cape do surgery Farm to fork, food fully fed The base of the structure hurts to bleed Whether in the form of a microphone Where the would be star is singing alone Or the steady sharp blade of the chef backstage Minimum wage warrior flipping Quiznos Left lane is feeling too fast The right one full of old piled up trash Strive to find the middle ground, get up never sit around Middle lane all work no play gonna crash

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released January 18, 2019

Recorded and mixed by Daniel Correa at This Is Stockton Not LA
Mastered by Matt Young at Press Recording Studio
Lyrics and Vocals by Braxy
Guitar on track # 3 by Marc Orino
Album art by Angie Wei

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Braxy Stockton, California

Braxy of the Masked Avengers brings a style of music constructed from his experience on this planet. A student of the musical realm since age 12. Drum set led to jazz, which led to punk, and then became infused with hip-hop somewhere along the way, pulsating meaning with every word. With a head fluttering full of thoughts, Braxy paints the audible landscape with his spirit and melody. Stay tuned. ... more

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