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