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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, 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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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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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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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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