1. |
after party
01:53
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she said
my old shit was a squad
my new shit is a navy
this is not meant to be alternative
but demonstrative
my old shit was a forest
my new shit is an ocean
this is not meant to be alternative
but demonstrative
this is not meant to be alternative
but demonstrative
tender discovery
wonder &ambiguity
woo
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2. |
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so we ball so hard these niggas wanna fine us
tax and rewind us
these niggas ain't niggas
these niggas hate niggas
these niggas rape niggas
shit, jail and break niggas
ain't no safe niggas
where you stay nigga
oh it's in the slum?
i think they think you're dumb
i think they we lost
i think they think we're lost
i think they think that we can't think
they anything but the boss
i think that that's the cost
of murder in disguise
since before my life
they been after my dough
they been after my home
i feel it in bones
my grandparents are ghosts
and they ain't even dead
can't ask what's in they head
just know what's in their looks
don't show up in they books
so throw away them books
and pick up all your fire
go cripple the beast
by shooting in out its tires
we will go from dirt to spikes
to lights from the dark ay
rest in peace
to Zyed Benna
and Bouna Traoré
we just some niggas in paris
we just some niggas in paris
it's just too hard for me to bear it
it's just too hard for me to bear it
london
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3. |
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one:
[444]
444
a dream with a stuttering ailment
planes gain crooked, and i have too
but you
could kiss a plant every day to keep it alive
and you know that
you just don't believe it
two:
[the Hercules Crashes]
the Hercules crashes &
your insides become communal
everyone's streams
bursting out of them
to make an ocean
to grafitti the metal.
some of your bones
aren't with you anymore:
bedfellows with your bedfellows.
bursting.
bursting.
bursting!
your living life was just an coccoon
for this universal masterwork.
you're free to go, now.
three:
[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
["you'r my hevenn"]
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.
["UR my helll"]
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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4. |
lock my doorss
04:40
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there's a man
in a car with his wife
two men in the front seat
stopped at a light
the two other men
are his brother and his friend
the man grabs the door
and tries to jump out again
everybody all yells
and struggle ensues
something long the lines of
"I'm trying to help you"
something long the lines of
"I DON'T NEED SHIT"
the man's pulled back
and the driver hits it
when i was six
i decided tattoos
weren't for me
cuz when i hit
twenty five i'd split
from my life
in the Chi
and just wear all white in the desert
i'm staring at the words on your back
realizing that i still feel like that
my arms are shaking
and my mouth is running
and i can't tell no more where the words are landing
x
i will let you my lock my doors
i've thrashed against the hoofprints
and i'm so tired of that shit
cuz all i want ya all i want ya all i want
i want is just to dance
and sing (badly)
x
the man has a son
who pretty often hears stories like that one
where his dad is a manic addict
saddled with a burden unmanageable
a basketball
prodigy
married to his high school sweetheart
where did the shift down start?
and how did that start shift down?
will the ghost come touch me now?
'round fifteen i wouldn't touch a drink
cuz everything i knew always made me think
that a liquid beat'd be the end of me
and now i do it nightly
and i gotta lot of friends who felt the same as me
but i'm a college kid
swathed in artistry
i just said "swathed" i'm an artist, b!
i'm a NIGGA i'm a kid with hardest deepest
beliefs set from the get
locked in from dreams
and the higher i get the more the memories
speak to me
spiritually
am i fulfilling a PROOOOPHECY?
i truly believe
i could be!
but i could be
craaazy
i am so lazy
when it comes to anything
but making beats
and making LOVE
if i get i want
what will it ask for in return
mom's already concerned
might be mom shit
but if anyone'd know it's my mom
this is my PLEA!:
don't stopstop loving me
cuz my Me still thinks he's three
and we can't trust that nigga can we?
x
i will let you my lock my doors
i've thrashed against the hoofprints
and i'm so tired of that shit
cuz all i want ya all i want ya all i want
i want is just to dance
and sing (badly)
x
("strange things keep happening")
this is my blood
i got the power to change
everything
("like an old, baby again")
this is my blood
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5. |
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'there was a white girl high on xanax
drunk out of her mind
hooked her arm in mine
and decided she wanted to spill her mind
told me the difference
between
me and a nigger
and a nigga
and it made as much sense to me
as whenever I witness
dudes defending their usage of bxxxh
like "there's Women and there's Them"
there's shelters and statistics
that show you're full of privlege
I mean you're
full of shit
housewife housenigga
i don't mind dick, but that don't mean i'm a faggot- i'm just confused, pops'
'i said i'm
tired of these white girls
looking at me like i look at all
the other black boys'
i used to say
'i'm tired of all these white girls
looking at me like i look at all
the other black boys'
i'm in the noose so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm in your boss so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm in your glance so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm in your hands so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm in your home so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm in your bones so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm in your jokes so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm in your hopes
('i know, i know...it's too late...')
'i know, i know you didn't mean it'
('i know, i know...it's too late...')
i know, i know you're not racist
('i know, i know...it's too late...')
i know you have friends and cousins that are gay
('i know, i know...it's too late...')
i know she decided to have sex with you anyway
i'm in your self like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm at your self so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm at your self so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
i'm in your health so like
("your cell phone, i'm complex.")
what i'm talkin bout y'all
it's RACISM
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6. |
thank you!
00:10
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thank you!
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+ Chicago, Illinois
you can watch +'s video for "jihad" here:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XvRPwho22ys
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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