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RAINDROPS
02:32
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Raindrops
(there’s rain, man)
There’s rain
Drip, droppin’
in my memories
sittin criss-cross, plottin in
my apartment-box
boxing these
demons, they’re obnoxious
but I face em when I see em
take em for a toss
throw them motherfuckers in my mausoleum
Talkin’ Terracota Army
when these thoughts they try to swarm me
but no they will not harm me
oh no they did not warn me
That this life would be so hard G
That this shit would be so hard G
So you better ‘Get it in your Soul’ uh
So you better ‘Get it in your Soul’ uh
So you better ‘Get it in your Soul’
Ah Um, I’m gunna let you know
You better ‘Get it in your Soul’
Before we grow so old and hearts turn to stone
Friends fall away, and leave us so alone
So lets skip the petty shit
And better try to understand the spheres
After all that’s why we here
Come with me, nothing to fear
Lookin’ at a sky so blue
I think I’m 82
Memories of all the things I did with you
That’s the truth…
Memories, memories, memories
A state of reverie;
all the things I did with you
Heart, Soul
Memories, memories, memories
Of all we did...
In serenity
That’s what there is for me.
That’s the base of everything
I’m ice-cold chillin’ in my memories
Sittin’ criss-cross
Like a Buddha under Bodhi trees
If I can ease a mans pain,
Then let me please
See angels sleeping peacefully
After all that’s the point of these
Lines of Morphine
Rigged up straight into your heart
But instead of closin’ out
You’re coming in, eyes wide, just realise
Together, in this, we’ve always been
It’s not always about your wife and kids, shit
Fuck it I just don’t fit in
That’s okay, I’ll find my own way
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2. |
PLUMES
03:36
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Verse 1 (Dylan the Dissident):
I take a puff
then hold in
that’s funny stuff
then exhale
oh well, the worries gone
even when the goings tough
these prayers and thoughts they form the songs
and every song, it rights a wrong
and keeps me moving right along, mhm
I don’t gotta prove shit, to nobody else, but myself
and well, thankfully
I set the bar high like Olympus Mons
Drowning in these bras and thongs,
and boxer briefs
It’s raining cats and dogs,
eventually I’m finding peace
In da room, wit da loud tunes and da loud plumes
scrawlin volumes on the walls,
like Egyptian tombs.
We just some Claire de Lunes, stackin mad papyrus
Own da game like Cyrus,
ain’t no one going higher than us
hook:
I’m just up in my castle
observin out the window pane
I watch the cars drive by
I watch the people slide
I watch the time fly
O my, my
I watch the time fly
O my, my
I’m just up in my castle
observin out the window pane
I’m watchin the wild world drift gently down the stream
If life is but a dream
then my shit is lucid
I keep my eyes apprised, a light
and I keep it movin’
Verse 2 (Oracle B):
Ever since I can recall
Played it cool from this lonely hometown mall
Inbox drier than the Gobi
don’t want to fall and burn like Kobe
Never been into b-ball, yet all
I do is dribble fickle frictions
Life feels so fictitious
How often can you fuck up
More sense to get fucked up
but I’m stuck, I’m tied up
Always caught up in bullshit
lodged up in my head, ain’t locked though
don’t like steppin outta my home-stead-
too busy bumpin these studio monitors, trippin on this azure speck
Re-spec
it’d be cool if you could
but you’d lose my respect
you are as you are as am I
Unashamed, Unadultered
Unchecked dialect, Instrospective
You a hack writer ye, Flows getting tighter
Biggest boom since the K-T collider
hook:
yeeea
I’m just up in my castle
observin out the window pane
I watch the cars drive by
I watch the people slide
I watch the time fly
O my, my
I watch the time fly
O my, my
I’m just up in my castle
observin out the window pane
I’m watchin the wild world drift gently down the stream
If life is but a dream
then my shit is lucid
I keep my eyes apprised, a light
and we keep it blue son
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H#$H
03:25
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H#$H
Verse 1(Dylan the Dissident):
(O,)
If I got a cash stack
then I gotta hash dat
rack it up, stack it up
look at just how fast that,
shit that goes around comes around,
that ain’t nothin’ to be laughed at
best to go around ya town and soak it in
in fore we burn this motherfucker to the ground
that’s just how lit my lit is
take the piss, straight on through ya lit-mus
my whole repertoire, best ta be ya yearlong tracklist
feel the power, feel the power, just like a raised fist
Verse 2:
(yeah)
She had da purple-eyes wit da blue lashes,
she was bashful
but I’ll tell ya, I am careless, I ain’t very tactful
I just think a what my momma woulda said
be honest, be humble
and don’t you ever be an asshole boy…
Verse 3 (Oracle B):
Stacking checks on the side
Spawning in that Vapor95...
Don’t start with me, got armed bars
I’m unhinged, disorderly, seeing stars
hotheaded before, but now the sun setted on me
If you step back and see, then you really won’t forget it
I promise, if you step back and see, you won’t forget it (huh, nah)
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Dylan Eichenauer Tempe, Arizona
the alien who doesn't alienate
PURSUER RECORDS
✰STRVNGE HXPPY
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psychedelic, surreal
experimental, theoretical assimilation, classical, rap, electronic, vapor
music
composer living in TEMPE, AZ.
I hope you can find some tones that you enjoy.
All the best to you
-Dylan E.
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