The Album version of Wizard Locked In Tower (The Rasmus Lord Of Darkness Edition)
Instrumental from Jonwayne (The crazy beat bumpin beatmaster)
lyrics
The Album version of Wizard Locked In Tower (The Rasmus Lord Of Darkness Edition)
Instrumental from Jonwayne (The crazy beat bumpin beatmaster)
Lyrics
~~~~~~~
[Verse 1]
Trapped inside this mind
Countless counted rhymes
Timeless timed in lines
Crying quiet crimes
See thru sightless eyes
Bind the blight of blind
Truthfully it's time
To spit the sacred spine
Tap the talk of temples
Behind the eyes of mental
Hug this honey's hive
Honestly ironically inclined
Sinking in the shallows
Floating in deep waves of rhyme
As I float here
Going deeper and deeper
I'm blinded by thick smoke
There's no reefer, no reefer, no reefer
Diving diving diving into puddles
I wake up in seas of light
Underground connected
Within bodies within flight
Bottom of the ocean pours
To the top of froth in clouds
Shadowing in shrouds
Loudly mumbling proud
You state the statement stated true
While all the others stare at you
Still confused
[Hook]
Totally deep as fuck spoken words
Fields are grazed by metaphorical herds
Depression's still stinging
While the bubble still burns
Fat lady's singing
While the trouble still churns
[Verse 2]
Confused words take a hike while I strike
Leave the mic in the ward
PSYCH!
Imma backslash your sass back to back to back as I pass
Ash ya cash n' ya knack for lackin' facts outcha' ass
Wack ya wack fetishe-shes of a scheme of rhyme
I beat the beat out of time
Don't be gentle
Leave ya third eye lookin' like a lentil
With no keeper
Phase thru space space
No deeper
No light
Quietly-ly sit tight
In a tomb buried underground
~
~~
~~~
~~~~
~~~~~
Ignore the sounds of the lost and found
No more sound
Darkness profound
Look around and only see you
Like you were on a sunny afternoon
It's a lovely day in June
Full moon
Fell in love and it makes you wanna swoon
(And it makes you wanna swoon)
But if you hate that shit
You wanna cry you wanna spit
Nonsensical shit
You can suck bags of [REDACTED]
+++++++++++
Greetings I'm Robby newest brand model
I'm seeing that you're fleeing the council's armada
I can help solve your problems in the tick of a watch
Just fasten your seat-belts, everybody-body take a spot
As I take over as captain the course I'll plot
Destiny-ny to the moon of Beta-Zeta-Two
We'll get there soon by tomorrow afternoon-noo-n-n-nOoo..
*Shutting Down*
If you found profound in this
You better check ya check ya'self
If you found meaning meaning in this
Don't go and wreck ya-wreck ya'self
The meaning meaning is to have have none
This song is figura-figurative
It's meaning's what you want to give it-t-t-t-t--
Totally nonsensical spoken words
Fields are grazed by metaphorical herds
Depression's still stinging
While the bubble still burns
Fat lady's singing
While the trouble still churns
~~~~~~~
The flow, the wonderful artistic spoken word rap, the meaning behind it and the haunting somberly happy tunes. Noname brings these to every track. It's what's kept me listening to her from the start. Robby Rhombus
Watsky's a weird spoken word rapper who's goofy loving personality always seems to seep into his music. This secret b-side album shows that off wonderfully. You should also check out New Kind Of Sexy. Robby Rhombus
What in the wow.. This album's smoothly blended scratched up samples give glimpses into topics or concepts in such a wonderful way. You get just a feel from each short but sweet track, hence the name. Robby Rhombus