hyperspacecandlez(prod. by brotha kandoo)

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)

verse 1:  7rinth

verse 2:  sea/swordz      (pronounced: sea of swordz)


prod. by brotha kandoo



verse 1: [7 arm’d labyrinth]

life’s a maze
everything is black and white
sike
it’s grey
dionysus traitz
and nostalgic lunar disciple dayz
strawberry panic
and the dark trickster
from hyperspace
opening and closing my windows
blinds
and psychic gates
i pawn a zigzag demon cat’s claw
to buy drugs
a little girl astral projects
in back of the chemist shop


[sea/swordz]

simultaneously
in all galaxies
fictional strains of heaven POP
this explosive rapid-fire space action
never stops


verse 1 (cont.): [7 arm’d labyrinth]

the dead arose
an uninvited guest approach
in jester clothes
manic episodes
ama searching
dialect unknown
who can murk the cipher
ease
with never any effort shown
shouts milk
kid
when it comes to taking drugs
i never won’t
shinjukan spiral head
i’m ghost to puff mizuchi spliff
eye bet i murder any rhymer easy
‘gardless who he is

dextromethorphan tripping
during a moon eclipse
i’m past and futureless
trickster demons in my room and shit
i’m vomiting



verse 2: [sea/swordz]

peace to boogey
fighting his adversity
!NSP!R!NG
hulk smashing gamma rays
that hand grenade inside of him
asteroids collide with fate
i was in a heightened state

achieved the impossible
with optional hyperspace

susceptive psychogenic telepathic engineering
astral reinforcement
the endorphins of a kindred spirit

dispensational hegemonic interference
displacement of the ruling phase
its waves encounter incoherence
i identify voids of energy
and dispatch myself
if you mean enough to me
inductively
you has my help

between worlds
the gates
in interphasic space
collapse
active camouflage
i integrate with their innate synapse

i will not be binded
to the rules of some galactic island
i move like i’m immune
to the doom of astral confinement

elastic pilot
flying crafts behind stacks of violet
combatting blindness

with bioluminescing eyelids
that counter-illuminate dimensions
that would threaten silence

persevering
with extraordinary depths of kindness

exclusivesky(prod. by ^thousand[trollz])

written and performed by stranded


prod. by ^thousand[trollz]        (pronounced: a thousand trollz)




consumed
by a micro moon
i fully vanish
but i don’t move
the force this rare sky exudes
can metamorphosize
cocoon
absorbed into her pile of jewels
a sorceress transcribes this truth
a conduit of dots above her eyes
will butterfly her soon

to escape the jaws
of a lesser world’s latent walls
shrink yourself
into the realm of molecules
and break its laws
as all matter states dissolve
a caterwaul pervades your thoughts
all shadows of an ancient star
decay
accelerating sparks

harvest this light
and ignite a powder keg of awe
and illuminate the dark
like a galaxy in a mason jar
you don’t know how much i’m grateful for
the creatures who invade my heart
and all that’s conquered
by what nature offers
as i traipse along
meaningful relationships
are far more significant

than anything else in your life
that you’ll  experience

it’s YOUR job to tend this garden
so it’s witherless
those you don’t communicate your feelings with
will veer adrift

if you let this happen
it shows what your true intention is
you’d rather let them go
than let them know what you have sealed within

this is not an indictment
this is just the truth
it’s OK
it’s not a crime
for someone not to matter much to you
you can’t walk inside another’s shoes
what they feel’s not up to you

reality is what it is
there is no substitute

i determine the nature of circumstances
from their root
for
that is what accounts for all that sprouts

each branch
each bud
each shoot

when you examine someone’s truth
in tandem with all love produced
you’ll always find your soul
is in the hands of a dexterous masseuse

exclusive sky
nephomorphic clandestinity
no force that exists
can eclipse organic energy
i REFUSE to consciously accept
being pandered anything
i won’t compromise my relationships’ mechanics
in ANY way
at just the thought
of playing a part
in charlatanry
i can barely breathe
i will never be convinced
that i am WRONG for CHER!SH!NG
sometimes
being rigid
is the most compassion there can be
there must be SEVER!TY
for values you won’t dare release
i won’t surrender principles
so that i don’t have to carry grief
and this isn’t something that constitutes
me being classified a pharisee
all are wrong
who choose
to wage all forms of warfare with peace

NO walkingstick bird
has ONE ear and a PA!R of beaks
ecocide
it’s your choice
if you destroy your atmosphere at all
treat your sky with its warranted regard

or it will fall