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Nomad
02:46
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Standing, on a sunny day
With a little bit of breeze never run away
Didn’t like to ski, so then I learned to skate
Don’t define a city by the murder rate
You either like it or don’t
And you can be the change rearrange every note
Better yet me, setting em free
Rock side nature come and follow me
Chorus
Two modes, in the box, or in the breeze
True soul hearing outside calling me
I’m on the way, I’m really on the way (hey)
What kind of day, come follow anyway!
Sitting in front of my notepad which is the screen
Of my macbook live where the crows land
Give it up one more time
For the essence in the air that’ll make you look twice
Clear my mind, another intrusion I’m losing
Everything that I fought for, slipping right by
Sleeping eyes shut mind cuts open a matrix
Perilous trek so faceless, Climb to the top of mountain on some flame shit
Am I asleep or awaiting it?…
Can I dream of awakening?
..I’m following in every little way
I want the real non fake not minute made
Hi-c , but I’d rather get an A in the class
Anti GMO sitting in the back
Back at it seeing snakes slithering in the grass,
I don’t even look gotta walk past
I will never stoop to the level of the kings
That I see on the news, it won’t bring me
Where I need to be I shut it off
Rain drops falling, I love em all
Still like a stone, entering another realm
I met a microphone, altering my every cell
And now I speak to it every single day
Whether in the form of the laptop or on the stage … ey
… I reside in the bay
Recite rewind, memorize then play
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2. |
Lights Out
02:35
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Chorus
Lights out, Illuminate the way.
Right now, Gunna make it okay
Verse 1
They stationed a place where the earth aint safe.
Dystopian view in the scope no change.
Lights out, looking like a maze,
Turn them on each other, play the pilgrim game.
The pills are the same, thanks...
Giving up a state where they worship pain.
So how can we change?
Gotta get up, derail this train!
Kick it off the track, spinning on its axis,
Breaking up the metal burn it like a blacksmith.
Running with the friction smashing,
All this demolition looks enchanted.
Thats it, no more hell on a transparent tip.
We're past it, things are the same but we manage to win.
Verse 2
Piece of our past in the skin of the fabric,
Sew it out of space time passes.
Plastic, bag em by the breed,
Artificial intelligence all we ever need.
Speed it up productions a must,
Assembly line better hear no fuss.
Gotta build to the point that we break,
Can we go back now? Nope, too late.
And the factory, its safe...
Man its like heaven, if your in the right place.
On the lower level people always die,
The boss don't care do the genocide slide.
Why we never ask why?
Fit into the system just get by.
Never that, clip that satellite,
Trick this trip mine got a great vibe!
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3. |
Haystack$
02:42
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Wake up any other day,
I sink my fangs in, sleep in the bay
..Haystacks when I unravel my maze
I guess I got to stay ..
I was half listening you call it a mission
I label it escape got my mind missing
If its distant, ride it to the end
Don't come back to reality again
Pass that sidewalk or pass that pen
It can all blend together so push that zen
I wake up and Im taking all these images
I do my part, few people to finish it
They make up they way that I see
All my actions people that I meet
..Step to a place where the flight of your mind state
means that your free
Living it up, bringing it down
Into a sewer rap find me underground
Gunna cut, the head off with the crown
Its that Braxy B Street Super sonic sound
I don't want to be that man that takes no action for his plans
That simple satisfaction doesn't really matter when shit hits the fan
Im gold, on this spotty little globe
Gotta be on that sewer rap B street flow
Row row it now, I won't slow it down
And I can promise that I never bend I hold my ground
..Look what I found beneath the moldy sound
Through our bleeding we are one always hold it down
..Each, day, gotta get that, kick push all the way to hayward stop
Stay in a box of syntax when Im not on the sidewalk
Just bounce, on the board I get away, Slow down what a rainy day
Flow bound, and its safe to stay inside this maze
My lazer face aches with a dream in a memory, it better be
Gone, when the hunger sings its song, when I slumber under fog
And I got these honest feelings that I need another teacher
Tell me something that is wrong..
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4. |
DMT
02:46
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Verse 1
I've been blank, been blank in the head,
Gunna raise up gunna get out of the bed.
I'm alive, not thankfully dead,
The taste seems safe, safe to be fed.
Seems like, every single day,
Another new piece of the pies in the way.
Some contemplate,
We can all get it fore we start to fade.
Fore we collapse look alive,
No contract, armed with a mind.
And thats fine, I really want to sink in.
In a place where the ink blots speaking,
See them seeking when I let them live,
Little tiny thoughts form sentences,
I laugh at them and look up to the wind,
Elusive the truth doesn't mean its the end.
Chorus
Look at me, see my dream
A circadian symphony
Circulating without me
But I'll meet you see you in my sleep
Verse 2
Funny how the clouds come around when,
Every soul is sleeping soundless.
I'm awake, been around the place,
Just cant wait, sleep to move mountains.
Better yet climb trees,
Either way, awake or asleep.
It all falls down the same stream,
So stay in space with me.
Its a dream its a world its dead,
Its a better thing living in my head.
Should I meditate smoke to the face,
Maybe dissipate to my bed.
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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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