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Intro
00:55
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2. |
[C]onflicts
00:56
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Atomic compounds lit the way
In my brain
For mental health unstable
Atomize these minds like a fuckin labadomy
Only got a minute' its gotta be fire
Lit it
Put it up to the tinder 'n spit it
I'm in it
I gotta prove it
I only got myself to blame
Only have my lane
To hell
So to hell wit it
I'ma spit it
Til I feel it
I feel like I'm limited
Like I lost my inspiration
Now I'm facin'
Pacin'
My demons
My decisions are
Fake it?
Keep rappin?
Or find a new fucking passion?
I'm maxin'
My creativity
Food for the thoughtless
The garden isn't fuckin' spotless
So I'ma mop this
Passion, up
No idea when it'll be my last fuckin--
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3. |
[O]dd [Ft. AJ Da King]
03:42
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[PhnTm]
My minds in a fucked up place
And I don't think I'ma win this race
Pacin' the pews
Erasin' the few cares I gave on this endless stair
Farewell
And I don't mend well
These amends just bent from the backyard fence
Lent my cares to another fare fella, mella, mellow
Let it go like "Hello."
But what does my hello mean to you?
One of the fair weathered few
Better views of my many queues lined up prayin' to my life on Pay Per View
On these staticy screens, de-focused,
Layin' in the back of the limousine
Sippin' champagne
Waitin' on the locust's wondering if I missed my chance at fame
All in my brain
And what is a wish
If I can't even make a splish
Let alone a splash
Am I gone too fast..
Or is it comin' too soon?
Livin' my life like cartoons
Expectin' these past amendments to come through
What do you think I should do when I'm just losin' myself to you?
[AJ Da King]
Here it go some real shit
We all got weaknesses
but I'll tell you this much
Hit up the homie and we get to finessin'
He stressin'
Talkin about kickin' the bucket
Young man
He said "fuck it"
So he called for a ref
[PhnTm]
Will I come thru on some form of betterment?
Losin' my settlement with myself
Like I'm fightin' in hell
Hit the bell, a gale of screams fell through
Printed on magazines like I knew
What to do
Fighting my emotions on this plateau like Kung-Fu
And the odds series's just an echo in this room
I know I said part three was my last but I spoke too soon
I got too many things bottled up and I feel like I'm going to lose myself to this game
It's an uphill battle
But then my phone rang
And the homie wanted to come through
Haven't done nothing together since Rivals my lyrical counterpart to my soul
I back 'um up til theres nothin' more
Half the reason I never shut the door and left
My album in the dust
Because I had a lust with tryin' to be the best
Never content with where I was
But then it came to fruition
When i started tossin' ideas at him and mixin'
Like instant chemistry when we hit the studio so listen
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4. |
[S]oul
03:33
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I'm Sittin'
On this cataclysm
Bring my shape up
Shiftin'
Reminicisin'
On these times
I felt like it was different
Likened to another mix-ed
Uppers into it
I can't feel my face
Numbed by the indifference
A bitter truth
I bet you I'm missin' it
Just like my fuckin' deliverance
But
Believe me
I wish I could remember it
Paint this picture with sentiment
But I'm left with this
A moment snapped in time
I reminisce
Blinded by the ignorance
A blissful world
Just take another shot and hope you forgot
Your memories soon they flowin' out the bottle
And I don't know what tomorrow brings..
Your memories
Are what make you who you are
It's a bit cliche to say but it's true
If you didn't have memories to reflect on
How could you even tell how far you've progressed in life
Or where you wanted to go in the first place
You'd have no sense of self
While you shouldn't hang up on the past
You should always be able to look back and reflect on it
Because if not
Who really are you?
I got this matrix for miles
I'm de-encoding my brain structure just to recompile
In a different format
Trying not to mourn that
I'm 2-Dimensional like a fuckin' doormat
But I swore that
I'd never quit rappin'
That I'd keep chasin' my passions
But I'm askin'
Every soul
And breathe that stole
Every tear I pour
Onto this
Will it ever be no more?
Just another door
Closed on a chapter
Of another rapper
After every word I spoke
On every track I wrote
I wonder if I'll keep this passion before I go and
Become nothin' but a folk tale like most
And most importantly
"Do you still care about fortune B?"
Or will I unfortunately become like the rest?
Is this a test?
No blessin's for the wicked
It's a mission to keep my sanity close
And my enemies distant
Life goes up and down like a fuckin' piston
No tellin' when you'll be missed n'
Just another statistic
In this sadistic world
It's a chore just to keep your mind ashore
So should I walk through this door
It's something I can't say for sure
This whole things a blur
And I know I'm missin' my point
But I'm at the point
I can't bottle this shit
I'm awful as shit
I never asked for this
I'm off of this shit
To bring forth my past and shit
I'm tryin' to forget
But my sins led me into this
I'm tryin' to replay it
But I keep missin' it
And ain't no way I'm ever going to forget this shit.
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5. |
[M]eta
02:16
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One take
One writing
One moment to get my creativity up,
Stylin' these bars into some form of
Rhymin' pattern
I think my life matters
Like maybe you'll listen to this
One track
One line
This one moment
One take
Quick rewrite it
I might just fuck it up
I need to make the cut
Some form of fictional rutt
I set it
I met it
I dropped it
Into the metaphysical world
Existence means nothing to me
Its up to me
To try to flow it, grow it
Keepin' these bars up
To be something I'm not
Can I achieve these dreams
It's got me wondering if
I'm blessed
The message is back
I'm trying to move past the black
The present is fast
Change yourself to match
Or get washed up
Drown yourself in the madness
But don't believe the magic
Flip every 6, eternal bliss
It's your soul it don't mean nothin' to you
It's mixed with the demonic presences you wished for
Another day
Another bit of fame
Another may I
Take a hit from the pipe like that's the way
To get yourself by
They all say It's fine
Another crutch for the mind
It's blind from indifference
It'll treat you nice
And you might just feel alright
If you don't lose yourself in the abyss
The constant up and down up and down
Ain't that some shit
You dip another foot in the grave
A blip on histories face
A blemish, are you amazed?
At how far you could of gone
If you never picked up the pipe
Life treated you right huh?
Just another night huh?
I'm partyin' with the boys, its fine ma'
Fuckin' coward
On a glass tower
Wishin' for power
Lost in the hours without a remorse
It leaves a sour taste
Repeatin' the course
Of a million before you
You wish they adored you
But not a morsel for you
It's awful
You can't prove to me
That you're a nobody
It's on buddy
Another song lovely
It's time or money
I'm not doin' this shit for you
Recognition is something I wont lose
Just move out the way
Become another face
Like everyone before you
Your fans ignore you
This career bores you
It's not for you
Another door you
Closed on yourself
Just think about that for a moment.
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6. |
[I]nfinite
03:25
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I'm waitin' for the day I gotta say goodbye to my homies
Whether they die or decide to ride without me
I just hope they never doubted me
On this thin ice I stand
Held together with these strands
Of string
You strung
Woven
Was it in love?
Or hate?
Despise and create
A picture from the mind of an artist
I can relate
But I gotta ask..
Was it really worth it?
Was it really worth it?..
Think about a picture so perfect in the works
It was conceived from the seed
Of so many people that live on the same on the same earth as we
And we all feel the same hurt
And the same love
Or was it hate?
But there's no time to debate now
Just let these thoughts race now
What am I trying to prevent when I vent
Into these papers and pages
Just lettin' my mind get lost in the matrix
Do I gotta fake it another day.
Like where do I let the line lay?
Before I go insane
I just may merge the world
And converge on a twirl
A whim
A musicians in's and outs
Skills and doubts
Passion and dissatisfaction
Narcissism and reverse narcissists
Choose your switch
But don't lose your shit
And by shit I mean self
A reflection hails
From kings and heirs
Take one more breath of air
Before you plunge into the depths of multimillionaires
Broken dreams and cracked mirrors
Can you still see your path clear?
Or did you lose it
In the grains of sand placed meticulously
Maliciously steering you making you veer, swerve and deviate
Pick your poison, defibrillate
Afebrile but feelin' restless
You're a mess but you understand the message
And the lesson
That you were trying to relay
From messiahs across the world
But you lay in a pit of self hate
You fear what you create
Loathing every single word your pen makes
But your tryin' to spite your mistakes
Despite the lakes and rivers that you've crossed
You're feelin' lost
Tossed to the side without a breath left to cry
And a shoulder left to lean
The quest of every fiend
For the music you're losin' your self esteem
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7. |
[C]reator
04:02
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I hope I can do this justice
In this world I really love it
Am I just a little puppet?
A soldier with no motifs
And what is reality?
And my dreams?
They pour out of me
And they just want more out of me
And I don't think I can do it b
And fuck these fake friends
Always tryin' to make amends
And I'm tryin' to make amends
With myself to better understand
For my health
And my being
So I can see the path that'll bring me home
Fuck going home
I'm a soldier with no motifs
in this world I'm tryin' to own it
I got a bone to pick with these motions that we call life
Will I just die from a lack of motivation?
Or write another song?
Or have I gone too far?
Trying to raise the bar but uppers makin' me numb
I can't feel my face
But I'm stuck in place
And I hate this way of doin' it
But its just another way of doin' it
When your creativity's maxed
And you're just a soldier with no actions
We're all people just trying to make amends with every day life
Fight after fight
Lost in a blissful cause
And blinded by the greed
Just trying to make ends meat
And that applies even if you're rich
Or if you're poor
For what one person values may be different then an-others
Money and material possessions might not be what someones after
For you can be rich in the pocket
But not in soul
So in close, I ask that you consider what everyone's going through
And not just yourself
While it's good to focus on yourself
There are many people in the world
All of them struggling just like you
But for their own reasons
And learning from them, in my opinion, is invaluable
Phantom
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8. |
Outro [Ft. AJ Da King]
01:16
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I'ont really know what happens when you die or not
Maybe you move on
Maybe you come back to the frying pot
Hell, heaven, maybe even purgatory
But this the story of you, an me, an him, an her
Struggling is a part of life
Not the best part but it's still there
Shining is a part of life
Not the best part but it's still here
Everything got an equal reaction
Sometimes you're winning
Sometimes you're failing
But never forget that you're living
Creating, becoming
INFINITE
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