Saturday, May 31, 2025

splitpath(prod. by plntsdz)

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)


verse 1:  big oso  aka  ichiban hashface

verse 2:  stranded


prod. by plntsdz


*song taken from the album at the following link : https://bigosobigoso.bandcamp.com/album/big-o-o-the-lucky-7


verse 1: [big oso]

we in the golden sun era
as the rays cut pollution waves
solar flares from shaytan flare up
infect ya
immune system can’t protect ya
it’s a war of the frequencies
the mind is a weapon
hive mind infested
close your eyes and meditate
and go to heaven

is it really what they said it is
dogs barking
coffee table

ar cartridge
kid’s toys
and your baby crawling
your job calling
drink the poison
assassin’s in my rafters
like a spider crawling
i need to smash it
concrete blocks
off the 13th story
falling
i don’t got enough cash for enemies like the government
plus i can’t afford the ammunition
but i still got some of it

no matter what yo
it’s never enough
sign the contract
like it’s the covenant
all it takes is weakness for a food chain to plummet
and fall off the cliff yelling my name
you run off the shit like a bitch
like a bison
to a bitch my snake enticing
want to fight me like i’m m. bison

it’s okay
you can dance to this
snakes on the trees hiss
black widow bitch blowing kiss
from hibiscis
oh that’s what this is
my smoke lifting
on a star you be wishing
far from completion of my mission
kids’ dad missing
sad
and they miss him
prison doing kidnaps
be gone for a minute
dogs in the village
everybody run to the car when i visit

global crisis
hard times
need a heist hit
days and nights twist
her eyes like isis
as a child i needed better guidance
still battling my vices
in the truck with the rifle
it’s the hunt
it’s not isis
all this weighing heavy on my mind
i feel weightless in the car when the bass hit
in the spike pit your soul lift
seeking elevation of the spirit
revelation scream at you
but you’re too zoned to hear it

two-tone gun metal
split path decision



verse 2: [stranded]

a desert resurrected on a loop many ways
the bees engage
blue heart-blood lemonade
he roams the bokeh
a shadow with a vibrant odor
winged cobra
fireflies going supernova
imprints
his soul’s in ten-fold dimensions
a star inching to the aphelion of its light descension
paths splinter
quite demented
his sky’s afflicted
horizons strangled by the nuance of his hypertension
love language
he speaks fluent
unabated
often abducted by the intricacies of his anguish
betrayed by his frankness
his own name on the affidavit
imprisoned by the portrait that his shadow painted
such an elaborate illustration
the world inside his mirror taken
a reflection all but forsaken
left alone pacing a cozy emptiness evaporating
but this winter never wanes
it keeps regenerating
there are dreams in the pages
the author is contagious
bond
their alchemy’s unfettered dawns

shirak
he lifts a staff
she waves a wand

she’s a witch
he’s a wizard
they are songs
montaged
their dweomers bifurcate and carry on
denouement
their thaumaturgic nature responds
radiation
concentric waves asterisking
no debate
whatever’s in his heart’s his religion
pilot’s automatic
perfection lurks in the magick
walks backwards
mixmatched
decapitated rabbit
i gaze into the cauldron
name-calling
dark flower garden
beautiful
your colors grow even brighter when the hours darken
i’ve always loved you
there are claws in the sigil
but above the puddle
my perfervid bloodlust integrates the puzzle
stormtroopers
eaglescream
and isolation muscle
lord conquer in a bubble just before a scuffle
the sand’s coming
one day
tattoo gunplay unravels in a car
parallel
before the drum break
assault aggravated
manslaughter with imagination
powered off long before his termination
executed by a time-delayed assassination
he meanders earth
dormant
rarely activated
he floats broken
kintsukuroi’d on occasion
but only temporarily
until collapse is reinstated
thank you
you all play a part in my survival
suicidal
elude hell
my spellbook’s my bible
the truth in the spiral
the beauty in the tombs of cairo
what do you expect
any connection to a moon is tidal