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1.
I stay up I stay twisted They gave a cup And I mixed in it The paint that alchy elixir More clear the faster the picture I stay up I stay twisted I light up I find penance I put on for all my digression This ain't the gig, its test shift This ain't the main This that looking down the plane Not knowing how to change the situation you made FACES It's the faceless pointing at your brains and then Bookin it one take basis This the fate you replacing Your currency baseless, your gods lost their faitb in 03 Am I only the only who gon stay the fuck in they seat They land is under seize PAINT Rainin Plan an indelible new terrain You just maintaining the mainframe system sound Train bangs, same lane you laid slain Down in the tracks you remain pained about the same things Day after day Look up in the sky and that shit is grey Fuck you mean it's here to stay Fuck you mean it's pay to play Fuck you think, fuck your thought whatchu thinkin, what's yo plot Whatchu say we try blow up the core of what's rotten I got my paint you got yo mask You concentrate I'll spray the TASK You lost your faith I'll take it back They washed your waves, I'll make you listen force em into submission Ric flair woop up in this prisim I been boomin for a minute This life a spoof of a prison My life proof of somn different I'm on my time, that's my business And they tryna kill the witness
2.
Future Plus 04:15
welcome to the last train Welcome to the lost cause Welcome back to everything you forgot was lost This whatchu listen to while waiting on the platform Tell me whatchu thinking riding on the way home Plastered doors painted floors and dreams awaiting Broken teeth those sheep look up aint no escaping Them Trojan doors lay somn never see how you know what's really real How do you really know that you ain't me What you think this is What you thought it was Is what it's really been Where you really from what's it coming to what's your final Destination Banging at the train station Bank statements Fuck elite, been extreme Bitch Been lethal, I been C, ain't never seen 30K, plugged in deep 120 V left side, Two seat, 1 screen and it's all me cousin Two tit nuclear sea cousin Where the grit meets flow, that's the beach cousin That's surf line rumbling Never mistake me for them another man Life's decks hard and I'm shuffled in No matter the weathermen, Channel cannibals, ox tales and aki, akai Stretch slicing time like padre de hijo still alive Part of this divine Part of this fucked to the head Sent my crow high up, now I'm hip to the feds Every night I hop in bed, nothing but plots on my mind Like how'd these motherfuckers ruin my life and take my time So I'ma snatch it back Every second an act of treason Against you sucka cats Buck it jack, con from the top floor get this body bag Been on bread since before I sliced up in the air port squares, four on the floor, pastors dad at the door where I perform now go on now, sharp like the sword out Go all out, I paint pictures like I'm in court now The wettest out, ven-debted pan-o-ram manic depend on a half a pen to empty to the mental, it's heavy Kill a prius to carry on the venom packed into the crete secreting from the seven metal Hair too long for the kevins, feds line up on the board, I bet em negative Friend of benefit (BENEFFFIIIT) My percentage is 1 ahead of where you ever been Ever will go, slow into recall, anti-rico Aint never seen snow That ice recedes slow They got that remote I see you emote because that flow choppy I redefine jawns with a one word pivot, buff often How you gon stop me I Ima Main event mafia hitter My line, take a bite you get insomnia That drip sleep rest, no resuscitate on the wrist Realest of life you never lived so I'll ask you gain Whatchu What you think this is What you thought it was Is what it's never been Where you stemming from what's this coming to what's your final Destination Banging at the train station
3.
I've seen this pattern before, pattern before I've seen the paint on the door, the paint on the floor I painted that door I remember the scent Remember the building blurred by as they went Remember the bird had a flash at the check They point at your eyes, they can see you pretend They gave you that pen and you runnin it dry Shaking you up and you letting it out Spot on the wall, you bang on it proud But that's what they want, you ain't underground You paint it up loud and they know where you at They know it's your first and your first is your last Fire to burner and burner to gas How you kill time, your burn up the past Learn a disaster Faster you die deadly dependent on how fast you ride You give 'em a peace and piece of your time Cling on your seat and look deep in they eyes Life is a dream and you waking up fast Swipe on the daily, they eat of your pass First heard of the ride 'cause this is my last You up on your dime but lost all your sense Look how fast it goes Round and round it knows You got lost before Lock the door and check your pulse Coming close and open road Pump the hose and dose Hoppin over hopes and hoax Doing Overt Plots Embalmed, mind is DOPE Gotta fight the notion you is floating when you really sunk Scratched sticker, wrote on the wall, bitch I'm really up Hopping out this motherfucker looking like a stick a dope They wanna ride You let em know Watchu sleepin on Laughing gas these hazmats, fat cats Lining 'em up like ass cracks Center blow up and this might go more lit than that Now there ain't no train and there ain't no PAINT and there ain't no TASK You in bed 28 and you missed your class Tripped, hit the sink, and stepped on glass You ain't no fantasy Is it real, are you peeled, are you up to see when the first get killed Is it real, are you peeled, are you on the feet when they kick that feeling in Think again, everything you speak is peak and then It's gone and you wake up and dawns on you was dreaming then Now your life gon feel pretend Put on ties and speed on 10 Lace those beans and wait on weeks to end, face those ceiling fans Late don't seem to bring an end Sand in glass gon spin again She's your queen, can't breathe her in UTC your king again Faster you die deadly dependent on how fast you ride You give 'em a peace and piece of your time Cling on your seat and look deep in they eyes Life is a dream and you waking up fast Swipe on the daily, they eat of your pass First heard of the ride 'cause this is my last You up on your dime but lost all your sense Look how fast it goes Round and round it knows You got lost before Lock the door and check your pulse Coming close and open road Pump the hose and dose Hoppin over hopes and hoax Doing Overt Plots Embalmed, mind is DOPE
4.
Streetlamp 02:11
Hiding in the wires shoved undernea the city your thoughts is buried Under the concrete Manusystem Who the ruler in the land live in The same mookie who's plots closeted It’s the voodoo psuedo side effect Is this the character I'm fittin innocence dies from dunes to fumes who's the goons who's the motherfucking gods Is this is a ride Is this is a ride What the motherfucking time Johnny Rip you of signs, Everything alive just around again there go that sound again Whatchu hear when you riding the screams when the siren ends Ain't not light at the end Just another tunnel Another mightve been if he didn't lose sight of himself The misguided title themselves True blue tiedyed, tried dying by eyeing glass saw design strung by elves as the powder melt Realest state you ever lived in So I'll ask again who's the goons Who's the motherfucking gods There's a difference and I can feel it in your eyes Can hear it in your rhymes you not even spitting I been building enterprise, takin residence in this city Underneath where the realest been sitting and sick Less than the rich Arrested development can't be fixed Only destroyed Pour it, stuff in the side of they necks Water to the land they forgot to defend Surging out they pores, finna hydrate, Line in the sand, glass at the morgue I will pirate you Under the street light Got a quart and a street bike Why I can't sleep right Cause I got nothing left to lose except everything I move in Only one train in this city and its cost a clock to jiffy in But a lot of epiphany bout how we livin as levels rise again Raise and deposit boss get doxed, it aint lost they just got the pin Swipe it again The faucet taint the pots and the pans They got to the bread Repeat and rise em again
5.
Reap 04:25
water gets higher everytime I take a toke Block on fire to my back beat, go ahead smoke See Towns heard the sounds leaked underneath the ground seeped what swept Most ill regurgitate what they soaked in Threw up, throw up the shits at both ends Train terrains sub attain to the loc's head a tone that won't be heard, less boasted on the low End focus is a no to the folks who don't take note of the notices We spraying on board saying "you been fucked" bucko, here's the bill They grunt like "we ain't know" [grunt ad lib] Well now our paint is low, and the spill a lethal a dose And you only care if your taxes low How you can breathe a bracket when the zone is cracked, fact is matter hazard You living like an addict Passive to the rapture, and gassed it back to your ha-bits Passing halves on rafts still laughing at the mavericks Rations That's all you'll be feasting on Feeding off, reap it all, how you beat the cost Sowing out, showing up and feeling grim This how you live How you fix? This just how it is Ain't no asking how to around, you bound to the transit Count to the landing Waiting on a fantasy Banking on a plane that feigned it wasn't counterfeit Acid reigns down and you happy you're drowning in it stick your tongue out Budding cancer on your lungs earth is burning up they say this how it always was You]] took em at face value Wait Wait take some valium Laced with a major case for nothing as an outcome Louder isn't power, it's just what they stuck in your head Like a gun you was fed Bow to the mega-man power There's a lot you can fix Locked to how many hours you pen Clocked lost into a coward's abyss Dowry meddle a gift Peddle rhetoric to benefit settlement Shore sure is menacing, line sinking ito Bedding where atlantis sit Heading to A rancid dance of abandoning every thing you knew Dance adapt and assume that you ain't moving for an hour or a slew of your life They gas you up, Rev ya muff like you Sucking the pipe tell you what it's just for fun like we riding in a circle hit the curb Passenger face to earth only one truth for certain That's commercial death per person to circumvent The worst of pests Relative size, the worse it can get I got one lung Half ayahuasca and acid What you tripping on I passed, Twice, it's back in my lap again Another gasp hazardous Peep the fashion, how it's gone to shit Marvel at the wack, brass tax with no Astonishment Facet Era fire water cup, sip and grin Passing on a staff, last crack puff kin as you miss Passion That's all you'll be sleeping on Feeding off, reap it all, how you beat the cost Sowing out, showing up and feeling grim that's how you live How you fix it? shit that's just how it is Ain't no asking how to around, you bound to the transit Count to the landing Waiting on a fantasy Banking on a plane that feigned it wasn't counterfeit Acid reigns down and you happy you're drowning in it Fiend that, cap cracked, can feel the salt Black ash, flame back, can fuel the soul Bone last, no long tabs in pack a four Door cashed, poor cats back, to defends the soil vast Pork fast, rats catch the 10 to 4 shifts all fact abort past to harvest organs Pump gas, work ya ass and hate your morningg tint they vans, warp themselves to get sworn in tilt they fans, take a stand, in the middle sit Venom same taste rank as the medicine Drip drank kill the saint, taint the menacing Afford a tank, rape the bank curve the bell alarming in Partisan, divide a line and compart and them No time when kin die to get your mourning in Lie tied in every cough you been been holding in Have a fit, spill the liquid, sour you been harboring Part of this lives something different I Called it in the past, yall gon be swimming Whether it's shit or the luck depend on whos winning At the end of the day this pane gon keep spinning so pave a way fade a way and keep it fiscal run a k 30 renegade, rejoice I missed u Burn n lay wash on the bay ash n fizzle caught a taste, pay for the case And you can bet that's official Stick it right in your face and that'll miss you Every time a sun shine is a vigil every night roll the die, hopes to live few
6.
Trees picking up and they catching the wind Stake out every knock, owl knot let you in Laid down all tracks but you lapping to win A map is inking out every scratch of the pen Never used one But I'm still Looking over shoulders call me cuffed crazy I see a somn in that lotus bees be running around me and they seem tohat be in focus These Chirps all un a sequence and no one peepin to notice Or they all in on the fauxness that's why I stay posted underneath Air as toxic as hop on the sea Ain't enough woppin in these pocketz to leave profit on these web traps Slinging on a phone sweeping fingers to just Snap cash Coming on the scene and run legal man setback Every piece scenery built by a seedy entity be flouduing some peace but seek an opp to leak energy long as they see some penny or panties, no penalties, money and canopies Cut down A flock in the dust now Where every single peep a copy of a source sound How these birds looked like before they had lenses How you thought before the Ferns had antennas before the dirt was extension of the state And any dirt in ya head was displayed on a saucer in space Block to face got fucked up and paranoid wired laced loose sparking up like an android Smoke dope n rolling something pesticides got me going numb Up and over through the solar guns Body transform into plasma gum Chewed up and spit it out of a gate, sun man made rain wider everyday cause they fakein a matrix it's ain't the states that you laid, blunt to the face and a brunt to your fate gained nothing in ages brain train only transportation That's that five gram eighth shit that's that not say shit but know every word because you looking at my face shit Look you in the eyes and I know they wash your brain waves with acid on the radio automate generations like they did in the 80s and every other fucking decade You ain't been same since the first man made Off top, they tracing this Got my face in the latency They own the ground you walking kn why they making a space to ship Cause they know tainted it is Put a chip up in my mind bust a mission to erase Case in check got us feeling same shit Wasted Next yet Another duplication Rain is talking to the rest trees and the rays followed by the bees And this flower that I chief Ain't a different reason I find hard to breathe nature not what it seem Bark got a UPC, far from lucid SKU on QVC, they got to choose it Who stays and who 8 ball read Who preys and which Saint gets seen natch ain't been clean since 8 AD cause its all owned by same LC Corporation one
7.
Smile motherfuckers you alive You made it out the other side, bad news the world still cold Your family's dead And your bathroom full of mold But, but motherfucker you alive You made it out the other side And it's all part of the ride so strap in and get busy with me Tell me it's all good baby but sometimes we ain't is we That's when the paint sprays the Cylinder distance whistle, misty veil skew the face over rails pump the race criminal have some faith, you made yourself in this this space Liminal And have a passion in this place literal cause You grown out the ground you spit on Sound never die that's what I live for beyond axis how I spin on When that last breath finish you ain't gone feel different, Jussa empty hole ain't nothin ain't never gon fit in Cough n spit, fulfill the risen from now on that's flow you livin you are the void you fill in So cry mf you alive You paint bled the other side your breath same the same as mine right Every second chance to See divine light Anything less go get your mind right Fuck what you thought This what you think It's out my lines My vibe and my time fleeting Fuck yo TV unless the dubs be in post season Now theres No reason not to appreciate the treason Kill ya masters, wack a bastard if they fist ain't feedin ya But look at yourself straight up and ask where the seeding from taskaint the only thing that be mucking up your blood You be pissing out the mud and asking why my shoes dirty Man you plead guilty and then sweat the verdict It's a uni verse, so get your form up and discernment if you want a breath of fresh air you Gon earn it

about

"When you wake up and realize your dream is not that much scarier than the nightmare you live in, you realize that you are not a martyr against the system, you are a part of a cure that only consists of inner cancers which you can treat with love for yourself, your fellow human, and the existence around you. And if that's not true, then y'know, oh well. Thank you for everything, much love and nothing but."

this record's narrative:

apocalyptic world where the food is controlled by the government and not good for the people, air is polluted and people need to wear masks, there is only public transportation that is only able to transact with currencies in minutes worked for the government... the character is fighting the system to only realize (in DOPE) that they are dreaming/on a trip and that life as they see it is just life to live.

rugged and raw, except for a few. for those few, big thank you to Danish and big thank you to Dom for the amazing work on DOPE, that engineering on the video is forever treasured in my heart.

pandemic hit and I the recordings ended up how they were, exactly how they should be.

cover: LAX train station, somewhere around track 11B?

individual lyrics can be found in individual tracks

credits

released May 15, 2020

T2 & T7 prod: SNC, at the time known as FanningSystems
T7: RIP Chuck, much love buddy

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Collar John San Diego, California

Adobe House Records.
"I produce and I rap too."
Existence through indelible words and transcendental sounds.

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