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i walk in the school
Cudi in head
get yelled at by dudes
and lose all my cred
my ego is bruised
my girl i can't text
no service in here
i'm fifteen again
freaky and faggot
shit that is said
there's twenty of them
it burns in my chest
no purple flowers
who has the power
who's getting devoured
it's all of us here
it's al ways
the black males
the peo ple i
do this shit
fa forrrrrr
i am
them
except i'm not
no one seems to trust
my work
every p-pop ular re- regressing rapper
defaults to the same
i'll fuck yr girl standards
and everything's cool
it's cool to say you're a bastard
who preys upon trust
and arbitrary status
it's like the men
can say whatever they want
and the critics will duck
where have i seen that before?
it's like the men are protected by "art"
and the women are not
where have i seen that before?
.
but who amongst us
will articulate this problem
this detachment in our souls
you say get em
i say got em
we'onn listen to no white folks
and older people don't get it
and the niggas in the verses
don't have to give a shit
cuz das racist and drake
and 40 year old jay
don't have to say
it cuz danny brown
and wayne and ye
will still happily spray it
cash and privilege are screaming
yr feminist ideals just sound like
it feels like
so many p-pop ular p-progressive rappers
defers to the game's
"i took yr girl" standards
and everyone's cool
it's cool to put girls with objects
it's dehumanization
that's a big word for wack shit
it's like the men
can say whatever they want
and the critics gon front
where have i seen that before?
it's like the men are protected by "art"
and the women are not
where have i seen that before?
it's like the men
can say whatever they want
and the critics will duck
where have i seen that before?
it's like the men are protected by "art"
and the women are not
where have i seen that before?
so when i say big ups
i don't mean that shit ironically
we are all equally good
it's perspective
and opportunity
so when lil b
and tyler say the things that they do
as a twenty year nigga it hurts my heart
to see you swoon
it's expression
but if asher roth
was like
"nigga nigga"
his career would be missing
why is that nigga?
cuz we're a marginalized population
systematically broken
and he benefits from privilege
write me an essay on the difference
cuz dog i don't get it
naw i ain't wit it
i ain't gon see no children
breaking like my friends did
backbending for this bullshit
FUCK your contradictions
and heteronormative garbage
that's a big word for wack shit
william lloyd garrison flow
bayard rustin flow
bell hooks flow
nigga.
i love you.
i'm not saying that in a patronizing way.
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no title (2)
03:23
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waiting for you and all ya faith
and your body and family
oh yeah
my wallpaper
my sweet thang
my real girl
it's your world
my heart
my heart
i see you at the party alone
his hands take tally of the backrubs
that he can't give her
they're getting horny
she's coming home soon
she's coming home
she's coming oooooooo
can you hold me hold me hold me inside you
can you hold me hold me hold me up insde
your chest when you wonder
wander
wander
my love for you is infinity island
the ground was splitting up
we was an instant on its cracks
barefoot tripping and falling to the water
the moon was a shower of love, a mirror of light
the moon was a shower of love, a mirror of ooooooo
you've got soul to spare
---> i got a buddy named adam
he can really rap
his brother can really hoop
his brother's a fan of my brother
my brother can really hoop
he's a sweet man
we have great breakfasts together
he's in the nba
i don't talk about it much
our mother's are different people
it's not discussed a whole lot
if something ever changes
keep your area clean
keep those lines where they are
remember your friends and their hearts
you will die at some point in time
you can die at any point in time <---
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bad wants you
03:21
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there was a guy that said something 'bout my love's ass
when we were at a half-naked get drunk party
he said i'm sorry i didn't that was you
i'm so sorry i didn't know that was yours
i said something
but i didn't say something
treated like a nigger of the room
i said
she writes poems
in my head
i said
she writes poems in my head
my god
i write poems in her stead
it's so odd
to know that that was in his head
i feel murderous
in helpless fairy way
like an instinct fist
its a scary way to be
who lets the mouths run that way
tell your poison in your penis
to the run the fuck away
cuz the bad wants you to want it
god
damn
it
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oyo
i'm changing my language
cuz i would die if i tried for the same shit
i'll survive if my life is a painting
i must write from my eyes and my language
ah
there is a language
ah
and we don't say b----
ah
it's where jay is
ah
unless on ye's shit
uh
and i been feeling like a nigga in paris
in the slums or the terrace
like a bum or terrorist
unh
like my namesake
ah
what do they say?
unh
and i been told by the light that there is
no limit to the spirit
and that plastic is dangerous
when i die i hope i burn as angel dust
am free from drugs
and everybody has a fucking place to eat
what
unh #rickrossvoice
errday
they ask how i'm doing
you see the planet, playgirl
i'm rulin'
errday
they ask how i'm feelin
you see these tears, playboy
i'm just feelin'
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"it wasn't me"
03:24
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cuz no i don't have no fake ID
but i still will be your
local party machine
and if you wanna talk about gaga
then we can do that shit
but if you wanna talk obama
let's please not do that shit
(it makes me sad and angry)
and we can get high if you like
or not
i'll provide the thrill
i'll clean up your spill
i'm the Can't Wait baby
and i'm thinkin bout rocks
lookin at raindrops
finding my spot
they won't talk about genocide
we all deserve a shot
a chance
a place
a home
a heart
to rest
"can't wait, baby"
and i'm thinkin bout rocks
lookin at raindrops
finding my spot
they won't talk about genocide
we all deserve a shot
a chance
a place
a home
a heart
to rest
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then it's white
05:27
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if you have testicles
make sure they're alright
if you have ovaries, likewise
sometimes it feels like our function is to multiply
sometimes it feels like our function's to divide
and i've learned now that junctures do divide
like my friends' heads are splitting so wide
falling down the stairs toward thirty
or tomorrow
in a hurry
in a flurry
in a fury
in fear
on the wings of a self-made promise
on belief
i am becoming a sea
i am honest
there are glowing things
in the bottom of me
there are nets cast
in places that can't breathe
and a body that is giving me light
my body is a house is a light
my death sends me owls in the night
my mind shifts around, it's a kite
it's a spear
being here
it's a sphere
being here
being here
being here
my death is a house is a
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"still kill"
02:53
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still kill
I want your rest
to come easier
and last longer
let's do it for a long time!
a lot!
also,
I wanna be your still kill
when the sinew is being pulled from my abdomen
you will be tasting it on your tongue!
my human, to yours
your body will process mine
I've spent much time
deliberating, stressing, trying
to "find myself"
gauge "contributions"
input/output:
<to lie or to not lie?>
<does that lie make me posion?>
<does that friend?>
<where am i &
where is natural history going to be?>
<will we remember each other?>
cuz:
“God” is in the image of us
cuz:
your body will process mine
it will find what is good,
best, and I will help you
I have been so healthy
so that I can be so healthful!
I wish you could see my smile right now!
And:
it will find what is garbage of me.
And:
when you shit me out
I want you to leave half
in your favorite forest
and half in the
front lawn of my mom's
(it's at 8218 S. Fairfield)
I will be quiet
but:
I will be screaaaaaaming
from your muscles
from your jump shot
from you being able to fuck incessantly
with someone else you love (or: whatever!)
and be a lil less tired
I want your rest to come easier.
all my art are
just facsimiles of
mountains, of coves, of joy,
of your actual physical being.
Once:
because I was stupid,
I wanted to die & be put
in a box. Humans are
afraid to give themselves to this world (The world).
animals are not.
Once:
because I was stupid,
I was afraid of death...
when my death is inside you,
when your hands
are caressing a child
or a tree branch…
why, i get emotional just thinking about it
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you can watch +'s video for "jihad" here:
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it's from + 's fourteenth album
my fourteenth album is called "i'm starting to believe" and was released 7/24/2014
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