Make It Through The Day
A bagel with some cream cheese
A tiny hit of THC
A little clean laundry
And I’m ready for reality
A kiss from my lady, a smile from my baby
These things are the only things I need to make it through the day
A little bit of exercise
To counteract the curly fries
A bay ride at low tide has got me feeling all right
A face lick from my doggo
Play a little guitar so
I have the only things I need to.
Make it through the day
I lose it all is the day you'd think I’d fall apart
Screaming at the sky, asking for the reason why it’s so hard
Troubles come and go. Potholes in the road
Ain’t a reason you should stay out of the car
A phone call with a good friend
Make a little cheddar to spend
learn something new and
Stick it between my book ends
Sing along to a good tune
Little nap in the afternoon
These things are the only things I need to make it through the day
Day in day out
I keep my route
Between the lines
High or low
I always know I'll be fine
A bagel with some cream cheese
A tiny hit of THC
A little clean laundry
And I’m ready for reality
A kiss from my lady, a smile from my baby
These things are the only things I need to make it through the day
Slow Burn with Jacob Hemphill
It’s a slow burn til it grows into an inferno
You’ll make some wrong turns before you arrive at the high road
You gotta crawl before you fly
So hold your head up high
It’s a slow burn
Before the oak you got the sapling and the seed
Before you triumph you will swallow a defeat
Truth be told this is exactly what is needed
Work your fingers til they bleed
Pain is how the fire feeds
So keep your head up and don’t let up off the grind
The passion that you sow will be harvested in time
It’s easy to get lost up in the chaos while it’s burning
But it ain’t the destination it’s the journey
It’s a slow burn til it grows into an inferno
You’ll make some wrong turns before you arrive at the high road
You gotta crawl before you fly
So hold your head up high
It’s a slow burn
(SOJA)
My fate is calling me over, i’m not telling it wait
I am light as a feather, I am strong when I break
and I just float through the airwaves, and I just swim in the wake
and I am light as a feather. Slowly, floating, falling
It’s a slow burn til it grows into an inferno
You’ll make some wrong turns before you arrive at the high road
You gotta crawl before you fly
So hold your head up high
It’s a slow burn
Wild Girls
The party doesn’t start till the wild girls show
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It’s about to turn up, If you know than you know, yo
calling everybody son
19 and wild, yo they always got the blunts
Looking for some trouble they are always on the hunt
and if you wanna run your mouth they aint scared to confront
wu tang blasting while they're rolling through the city
got the boys at the party blowing lines off her titties
Pierced nipples out, shorty feeling like a bitty
middle finger in the air looking so damn pretty
The party doesn’t start till the wild girls show
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It’s about to turn up, If you know than you know, yo
always fucked up at the wheel
if you tell em that they shouldn’t, it just adds to the appeal
if you tell em that they can’t, they will make it an ordeal
naptown mother fucker, yea you know we keep it real
living at the dives with their fake IDs
they don’t ever buy a drink all they gotta do is tease
cause they know the boys want em, they play em like the keys
its the birds and bees, they're the girls with the trees
The party doesn’t start till the wild girls show
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It’s about to turn up, If you know than you know
No Love with Little Stranger
Yo I get lost inside my head on the regular
I gamble for a living and music is the creditor
I borrow self worth from the screams of the crowd
Then the lights turn off and the interest compounds
I know the way that it sounds, but I don’t take it for granted
I’m talking bout my world hoping you can understand it
See I live on a planet where I’m globally known
But tend to feel so alone cause of the way that I roam
I'm always visiting home via a cellular phone
Feeling less like a man and more like a drone
But I keep it in the red and ignore the physics
Cause if I slow down it validates the critics
Yo, I'll continue grinding on this ladder that I’m climbing til the day I’m at the top and all the hard days are behind me
You can keep talking shit, you ain't the first one that's said it
I’m the mother fucking truth you’re just the radio edit
You don’t gotta love me, it ain’t gonna hurt
It’s a sold out show and they’re singing all the words
You don’t gotta love me, it’s all relative
You don’t gotta love me but I'd love it if you did
I try to live by the words I speak, I try to learn through the friends I keep
I struck a nerve while fast asleep, I posses the curse of a true believer
and every verse is another word written in a book titled self help, a costly possession
yo I need to find a way to exhaust my aggression
I feel the most at peace when i’m lost in obsession
so I open a cage filled with limitless rage to be held against its will by the ink on this page
telling me it’s still gonna think up a way
to escape from it’s cell and take over my days
and so I bottle it up until i’m out on a stage
and I scream into a mic until i’m blue in the face
every bar that I produce is just a word in my biography
put em on your track and they’re the peak of your discography
You don’t gotta love me, it ain’t gonna hurt
It’s a sold out show and they’re singing all the words
You don’t gotta love me, it’s all relative
You don’t gotta love me but I'd love it if you did
Ayo John [Ayo man]
Man wouldn’t it be great
If we could just go demonstrate how we’re empowered by the hate.
But the love [yes the love] it can take us into space
Just like a rocket full of fuel to rule in each state and every state
So we play, and roll the dice with every shake I manifest my best with every breath I go and take Away from all the crowds and get em loud and make em quake
Cause when the mic is in hand, i feel the weight of all the greats
Wouldn’t it be great
Wouldn’t it be swell
If you came and saw me on a night I’m doing well
Wouldn’t it be nice
Wouldn’t it be cool
If I could only be myself without feeling a fool
Wouldn’t it be wonderful
If my mistakes were refundable
Wouldn’t it be rad if I didn’t feel bad
Wouldn’t it be great if I could let down my guard
It don’t gotta be hard
It don’t gotta be hard
You don’t gotta love me, it ain’t gonna hurt
It’s a sold out show and they’re singing all the words
You don’t gotta love me, it’s all relative
You don’t gotta love me but I'd love it if you did
Hold It In with Wax
Hold it in, hold it in
til your lungs begin to burn
Hold it in, hold it in
While it melts away concern
Hit it til you choke and your lungs fill up with the smoke and then just when you’re about to give in
Hold it in, hold it in, until that three gram dutch returns
It’s Friday and you ain’t got shit to do
yo, I’m gonna get you high
you’ll be catatonic off 2 blunts of ugly chronic
fire hotter than the 4th of july, yo
I got what you need
But it ain’t up for sale
The price is always free
But don’t you dare exhale
Hold it in, hold it in
til your lungs begin to burn
Hold it in, hold it in
While it melts away concern
Hit it til you choke and your lungs fill up with the smoke and then just when you’re about to give in
Until that bowl pack for two returns
WAX: I used to smoke shwag, it came in a bag
now i’ve raised the bar, my shit comes in a jar
speakin of ajar, peep the door of my car
now get inside and shut it let’s get high as that there star
in the sky, that’s orion’s belt bucklin hear myself chucklin (the) succulent roughage i’m puffin
couplin the tantalizing taste and delectable smell
that compliments my oxygen especially well
there’s an air of arrogance that comes over me when i hit it
like i understood some shit that’d make many say “i dont get it”
my lungs are sponges and i just let the smoke absorb in em
unreasonably high’s the definition of exorbitant
google it, herb is not a thing that i am frugal with
the shit that i get now you on jupiter after you get
like two little hits in your system, twist em like crazy
hold it like a baby then pass it like the gravy
Hold it in, hold it in
til your lungs begin to burn
Hold it in, hold it in
While it melts away concern
Hit it til you choke and your lungs fill up with the smoke and then just when you’re about to give in
Until that pre rolled jay returns
Everything Changes
with The Elovaters
Don’t get comfortable
You’ll become venerable
While you’re out front
Never forget how to hunt
Cause Everything changes
Smoke rises from the trees while they burn
Making clouds in the sky that bring cause for concern
Choke back your fear of creation
The rain grows the next generation
Screens with Trevor Young
Smartphone addiction
Is such a common affliction
Amongst the commoners fixing
Focus on comments and diction
Constantly vomiting fiction
The economic restrictions
Put the needle in our hands
For common senses eviction, yo!
I wanna live in the moment
Make something beautiful and own it
so I will recognize the phone is
an unworthy opponent
stealing all my time and energy
Ain’t getting tan from a picture of a beach
Digital memories
Are realities enemies
Building sculpted identities
Leaving fraudulent legacies
All the subsequent penalties
will be felt over centuries
No human interaction will be felt by us mentally, yo!
I wanna build a community
filled with love and unity
instead of valuing jewelry
we’ll communicate musically
showing love for each other face to face
Harmonizing in the choir of the human race
Screens, living in screens, living in screens, living in screens. Screens, living in screens, living in screens, living in screens.
TREVOR YOUNG: remember how it used to be
when mom yelled turn off the tv
the front porch was our only screen, we were looking through just living for the moment, living for the moment
just what did we expect to see
way back in 1993
the future was technology, we’d be tethered to forget about the moment, cause its right here on our phone, just staring at screens
Screens, living in screens, living in screens, living in screens. Screens, living in screens, living in screens, living in screens.
You Don’t Gotta Die
You had cleaned up, you were doing so well
had that look in your eyes, everybody could tell
that you were back, you were ready for war
you’d been hit in the face and you were ready for more
but you were looking for a a jab and life through out an uppercut
out of the wagon and back in a familiar rut
blacking out every week night just so you could sleep right chugging lots of cheap wine, yo
We were kids crushing pints at the bar
Ripping shots out the bottle while we passed it round the car
i aint proud of my mistakes but it made us who we are
it ain’t 2008, yo we’re grown and its hard
but if you keep living in the bottle
its gonna swallow
you an d you will drown
and it kills me to watch you kill yourself
You don’t gotta die my friend, you don’t gotta die. You don’t gotta die my friend, you don’t gotta die. Oh no, oh no.
And I wish I could fix you
but you’re not a machine
You’re just flesh and blood and a dopamine fiend
Spitting out the lies your demons tell you to say
but your cocaine allergies give you away
Flipping bags to justify the habit, ain’t a hustle, it describes an addict
Erratic distracted and combative, at the bar with a backpack full of clear baggies
I don’t wanna preach so I said my piece
I love you like a brother but I ain’t gonna compete
With the poison in your veins pushing lies out your teeth
Line after line til youre struggling to breathe
Highs and lows, up your nose
Hope you hit your bottom before the ground
Swallows you whole
You don’t gotta die my friend, you don’t gotta die. You don’t gotta die my friend, you don’t gotta die. Oh no, oh no.
Healthy Competition with
BALLYHOO! & Tropidelic
I play to win in everything I do
a competitor that refuses to lose
but anything you ever need, I aint gotta be coerced
I want us all to get there, I just wanna be first
I wanna be the best, I wanna be important
I dont wanna be lebron, yo I wanna be jordan
I know that yall feel the same damn way
the best never tolerate second place
which is why thrive
the competition makes us feel alive
racing down the same street taking different blocks
and we’ll all keep running tirelessly til the day that we’re headlining red rocks
its all good and its all love
its all a game amongst brothers
its some healthy competition with my friends
healthy competition, it’s healthy competition in the end
The captain sends a chain reaction
The bench erupts in show of passion
The audience applause
We’ll do the dance til our chance is gone
And even then some more
Someone tell me what for?
We all following the same star
And it’s better than it ever was before
The challenges we face
Are made better by the company we’ve kept along the way
We’re all part of the game
It goes on and on again
Competition
its all good and its all love
its all a game amongst brothers
its some healthy competition with my friends
healthy competition, it’s healthy competition in the end
It ain’t a race but it is a marathon
I been in it to win it just for myself all along
And I just wanna make it last
I’m just happy when I see my friends winning
And I’ll always be around to give advice when they need it
Can’t believe what we’ve amassed
We’re just some east coast bands
And we started from nothing
And all the liquor had us buzzin
When the shows started crushin
We’re gonna take it all the way
It’s that healthy competition with my friends
its all good and its all love
its all a game amongst brothers
its some healthy competition with my friends
healthy competition, it’s healthy competition in the end
Stupid Name
My band has got a stupid name
Nobody wanted to work with us
We were a three ring circus
But we wouldn’t go away
We made a lot of dumb mistakes
We burned the city down in Rome
We couldn’t help but touch the stove
Just to see if we’d get burned
Don’t you judge a book based on it’s cover
You might miss a worthwhile discover
Email your complaints and we’ll write back right away
To let you know that we don’t fucking care!
They wouldn’t let us on their road
Despite how we screamed and cussed
Thankfully the fans loved us
So we built a road ourselves
And then the cream rose to the top
Firing on all cylinders
We didn’t take no prisoners
we built a life out of the dream
Don’t you judge a book based on it’s cover
You might miss a worthwhile discover
Email your complaints and we’ll write back right away
To let you know that we don’t fucking care!
You know I wouldn’t change a thing
It was harder than had it to be
But it worked out and that’s reality
All despite our stupid name
Trouble
Trouble made a martyr out of me
I hate to love our codependency
my accomplice and my airtight alibi
She beats me down and it makes me feel alive
It ain’t fun unless it’s dangerous
hot or cold its all the same to us
laid back but spontaneous
like a honey dutch laced with angel dust,
idle hands become the tools of the devil
and when the beast is awoken we’re an appropriate vessel
cause we don’t get caught, so we don’t learn
we’re playing with fire but cheating the burn
Trouble made a martyr out of me
I hate to love our codependency
my accomplice and my airtight alibi
She beats me down and it makes me feel alive
pride is going to be the death of me
two thirds spite one third caffeine
a combination that won’t let me sleep
I got a long list of enemies i need to bleed
human beings are just playing the part
in a three piece suit with a primates heart
The animal inside is begging to sin
open the cage, the living begins
Trouble made a martyr out of me
I hate to love our codependency
my accomplice and my airtight alibi
She beats me down and it makes me feel alive
Letting Go
Our worlds are built
On top of blurry ideals
Reflected to us by a dirty mirror
clearing up with age
we begin to understand
we’re all destined to become the things we fear
Life is disappointment
Packaged up as lessons taught
We dream big, so failures cost is steep
Always moving to not feel it
because feeling makes it real and
at some point we all have get to sleep
Letting go is harder
Than fighting hopeless wars
People love a martyr
but when all is lost its time to let it go
I still remember the number of the house that I grew up in
And the numbers of the boys I grew up with
We don’t talk that much these days
We’re living different lives
We swore this wouldn’t happen when we were kids
A house of broken promises, a mouth that’s never honest and the older I get the more that I understand
They tried to do their best, to be more instead of less
But fate can corrupt even well laid plans
Letting go is harder
Than fighting hopeless wars
People love a martyr
but when all is lost its time to let it go
One Day At A Time
I am a tough person to love
Insecure and passionate, I’m stubborn like a mule
My mind is always racing and I speak before I think
Tripping over words I didn’t mean
I am a bastard when I’m crossed
The fire in my veins burns hotter than the lakes of hell
Challenge me and I’ll sink the boat just to prove a point
Despite the fact I never learned to swim
I am not defined by my mistakes
Were all just works in progress
trying to get by do more than survive
One day at a time, one day at a time
I do not have a lot of friends
But the ones I have could take the heart directly from my chest
The air out of my lungs, I’ll give them anything they need
Twenty years collecting, after that it’s trimming fat
I am not defined by my mistakes
Were all just works in progress
trying to get by, do more than survive
One day at a time, one day at a time
Existence is a battlefield and you won’t leave alive
You can judge your fucking heart out but no one will survive
It is chaos it is anarchy, it’s inexplicable
it is beauty it is art, it is every syllable
in every poem ever written, every counter point and melody
that first smile from your first child, it’s burying your family
the loss of innocence it’s the burden of mortality
it’s first loss its first love its coping with reality
And theres no right or wrong. Theres just living and dead
I am not defined by my mistakes
Were all just works in progress
trying to get by, do more than survive
One day at a time, one day at a time