NIGHT WORLD a PODCAST

SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.
NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. THE MUSIC FEATURED IN EPISODE 3 EMPTIED MY HEART & ORANGE JAZZ ARE FROM SFRBEATS.COM

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S1, ep 3- Not The Reflections We Wanted

Tell me what you seeing 
When you looking at him
Got a lot of places to be in
And I came on a whim
2 00 (double 0) 4 on crutches 
Nose goes don't touch this 
I utter 
My peace 
Then proceed for relief
The days are getting old
And my mind can't get a hold
Of what I need to grow
Redlands by the pool
Scheming on tennis shoe
Extra curricular To get a head
That racket by my bed
Dismantle all these threads
But we bounce back dribble on court 
The sophomore 
Slump
Prepare you for all the bumps 
Don't get distracted by the lore
Tall stories
Not your glory
Walkin' through the hallways
Trynna blend in like always
But the four stripe adidas
On my t shirt
Don't help me keep up
The clothes is bootleg
But the love is real
I hold on to what you say
But it don't help me deal
Tap my heel two time
One for the mind 
The other for appeal
If I bow on salat
Would banish all my odds
I can't go up on the line
If the language not defined 
The weather may be dreary 
But I'm taught to talk clearly 
You probably see my skin like mud
Soaked in suds
Told you I can't scrub
DNA off WHAT you want me to be
What you want us to be
I can be more
But I can't be anything else
Hope that line helps 
Assistance 
Decisions 
Passed down before we entered livin
Most of us are given choices
Dictated by voices 
That never would appoint us
To any position 
So we play different parts 
Trying to perfect the arch 
Rely on the pivot
Off balance lanes 
And teeter totter days
Occupy the brain
The ripples in the lake
Mimic our fate
Connections
We rather disconnect from
USB 
C
Connectors and universal chargers
In a universe we're trying to be a part of
Off us
With a universe of charges
Better equipped to out us
Talk about equipment 
I know I gotta mention 
Tools
We use
To keep the soul loose 
A couple of good tunes
Flat screen teles 
And friends around my belly
Keep it peanut butter smooth in a world that get jelly 
That's for the the suckers
Grab the smuckers
Out the fridge 
And pair it with some gushers
Can I live
Mind escape that's five on it
Wrap five in it
Get a rap sheet five come with it
And bars not the only limits 
So we stayed on course 
Paid no mind to noise
Put the mind in books
A route that took
My brother through college 
A life we always wanted
The hauntings
Of red lights traffic stop spook
It took 
Cooperation and concerted effort
To make the world better 
Its gonna take a concert of voices droppings from heaven
And true understanding 
To begin to measure 
The real worth of life
Past rulings only decide
A choice from one side
We inherit traits 
We inherit fate
We inherit oppression 
Consistently left in 
The back
Where they do that
On the soil where I stand
Rub oils on hands 
Protect the features 
That picture me as a creature 
What I look like
What this like
The noose won't loosen 
And the knee don't lift
2020 something and the seas don't shift
 

How many stories 
Must we define
To live out on glory 
And cut out the line
AIN'T nothing to tell us
Ain't no one to be
The systems a failure 
You are what you need 
Change up the picture
Forget what they feed
If we going by image
I loose what I eat
Open the screen
Who be looking like me

Ain't nothing to tell us
If you shelf us
I won't stand it
Cultural bandits
That how god planned it
I think not
Yall think rot
I think lot
Higher and higher and higher we go
Ain't nothing to tell us ain't nothing to show
No Picture 
You pick us
Just look how you stick us
No pick up
The wicked 
Got blessed with no limits 
No thanks
No tanks
I adjust my aim
Target the pain 
I know what I ain't 
I know what I can 
Start with the hand
An grow out a plan 
An Hope we land
On Cleaner sands
Or clearer lens
We'll hold our own no pretend
I begin
To realise 
The color of fence on this side
A reflection of being in real life

Ain't nothing to tell us
Ain't nothing to see
Build us a home 
Make all that we need
Love how you live
All I could give
Clothes on my own
And thoughts from my head 

I lived with fear for so long
Add to that self doubt 
Wow
I'm fully immersed in both
That's not the way to float
Through life. I know
I left my self still
In a world that continues to spin
To no end
Constantly told what I wasn't.
Won't, will not & can't These crutches 
Do nothing 
To Support movement 
Sounds, voices, the click clack of necessity 
What I want, and the life that's not meant for me
Do you know what it feels like
To swim in the eyes of the ones who gave you life
And drown in their doubt
Then the mouth 
Begins its machine work
Dolling out
What you aren't 
And why they your creators 
Weren't 
Able to erect their own potential 
Ahh that's more than a handful 
To bear on the mantel
On a young one 
Trynna realize existence

Polaroids
Capture all the noise 
I wasn't the one I am your boy
Eyes on me
This life all me
This life all mine
How you define 
The parts I play
Control my day
With what you say
I am what I am
Yall understand ?
Not
Got
No time to explain 
Yall live my pain?
Yall in my brain?
Yall bear my stains?
Yall fill my frame?

Ain't nothing to tell me
Y'all don't help me 
Y'all so empty 
Please don't end me
Get no entry 
Into this mind
That I designed 
I took the time
To draw the lines
To put up design 
To find refine
And find devine
In self
My wealth
My well
My L's
My self 
I get 
I give
Time to live
Time to know
All I am 
All want

I want so many things
I want to be so many things 
I want to be so many beings
Elements of this that
The brick a brack
That fill my cap
Elements of life I gather from magazine stacks
I wanted to be so many different things
During different times
Of my design
One image against another forcing me to compete
On what I think, thought, still think
Will make me complete 
Then delete 
These ideas of self will no longer suffice 
On to a new life
 

SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.
NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. THE MUSIC FEATURED IN EPISODE 2 -DARKNESS & WILD WOLF ARE FROM SFRBEATS.COM

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The Children's Descent Into Ascension:

Two boys round the bus stop
Tell you where the fun stop
At reflections on the metal 
That's where you see the devil
Details flesh out our levels 
Starter sweaters
And bootleg jewels 
I wanted better 
And you did too
Wallets don't lie
Throw us some money 
Or give us your time
Constantly running 
Never taste pie
5 am wake ups
For 6 am pick ups
For 8 am starters
American dream martyrs 
Degrees that will laud us
Or lord us
The lore of 
The afternoon 
School 
Cross to reach houses on the mounds
White kids get to lounge 
What you boasting get me down
Rustle of the leaves 
We don't know those sounds
Our type of thing
Roaches on the ground 
Green altimas 
And weekly ultimatums 
Talks with lord
Receive some patience 
Ask for more
And keep on waiting 
That's the life that play out daily 
Pappa buy groceries 
Mamma bear fruit 
I'mma need more money 
That will not do
Send us on field trips 
Then we all cool
Jays my boy got Jays 
Jays my boys got Jays
I know I HEAR WHAT YOU SAY
That's how the convo played
A.I. Questions
Can I get an answer 
Talk bout lessons 
Then you throw your hands up
Circle of life pappa mufasa 
Told us move further 
Say he got love but treatment is murder
Overprotective 
Tell you what the threat is
The wife the kids
Blame it on them
Then live pretend
Struggle for ends
Treat the boys like friends 
Then blur the lens
Foggy specs bound by scotch tape
Get identity through cosplay 
Wu wear
Who cares 
Lugz 
No love
It's a free world wear what you want
But threads
Cost bread
Don't I know
Save or spend
I wanna do both
That seem like OTHER color dreams
Family life like DEVIL on my wings
I've been on my knees
Hopin'
Wishin'
Prayin'
Sayin"
I'm a do better and I'm a na make it
Pop always fed up and maa cannot take it
You call us some bastards we live by those Statements
Statements
Words
Hurt
Herd 
Mentality 
For the family 
Pose for pictures 
Smiles don't lift us
School panoramas 
And weekly planners
We all throw our hands ups
Yell at us teach manners
Arrange secret Santas 
Force the kids to play pretend
Tug and pull and stress the rents'
Barely make the rent
But kids need friends
Give in
Given in
Thanks for giving 
Play the culture save religion
Thanksgiving and football 
Is that what you want
Play play
Play play
Pay to play
But play don't pay
It take time to take time
And cab time don't make wine
Word of the day
A
Assimilation 
Work hard be patient 
Then come the day when
It all come together that's over me
Over peas 
And boxed potatoes 
Gravy in the ladle 
Talk about why we can't stay close 
We see other kids
Where they live
That school not even in our zip code**

I want you to tell me what we doing round here 
If you do not help me then you don't get ear
Finger wagging ain't doing too much
If you really want help me then pull out the love 
Eyes they are rolling those smiles disguise 
You know what they holdin' they give you no life 
When you realize it 
It feel like surprises 
You rather close eye lids
We grew up in violence 
Hands on untouchables
You just hope they don't 
Reach it
Only defense 
Is to play pretend 
But when
Escape do not defend 
You come out more weakened 
The weekend 
In the toilet 
Lock the bathroom block out noises
Got about your choices 
Like you picking up some roses
Grow up find the voices 
That make you fell annointed 

No lectures 
Just help from
Those who endeavor
To try an make us better
Confused in the way
God called the play
Anyone but me
Find the way with ease
Hard keep it whole
Its easier to go
Blind folded 
In the ocean
Unaware of what's floating 
Around
Don't stop now
But these silent pauses
Feel like permanent closets 
I can't tell you how often
All this empty talkin
Fill the head up with caution 
Hexagonal reds
Slow the movement of my steps
Got depressed 
Tried to eat myself to death
Ketoacidosis 
Had to get low to get me open
3 days floatin
In a hospital bed 
Corrupt the thoughts in my head
There's so much I didn't get to
Pouring out over instrumentals 
What's the aesthetic of my music 
Young wild rooted 
Young brown youth in
A room with
Varying hues
When the day let loose
And the paint start to droop
The layers that covered you
And The prayers that kept you true
No longer do
Do you change roots
I asked you to Raise our roof
Instead of raising your voice
Caught with a ear full Of blaze blaze blaze
Give room to the things that I say
I can't 
Play offense
If you often 
Off in
The clouds playing pretend
I can't defend 
Your reasons
To continue living weakened 
We in 
A bind
Split in design 
I gave you your time
I gotta get mine
I gotta get us
We gotta get up
I know you fell
But we can't fail
Or play pretend
Or be in 
Confusion
On what we are doing

SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.
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THROUGH THE TUNNEL [00:22-02:15]

I'm up to my liver
With shiver
You figure
I fill up
A river
And hide behind winter
Freeze flow 
As far as dreams could go
We not even so
On a need to know
You won't even know
What freedom hold
My grip failed me
I want healthy 
A good set of lungs
And knees that even up
My needs don't need enough
The tea that's in my cup
Might go and keep me up
If not that then stress
If not that then eh
Or meh
I meant 
To do better by me
Why we
Fall victim 
To a choice of living
Of our own picking 
Pick up pickets 
Pick up fruit 
Pick on victims
Pick out cool 
Mirrored shades
And heathen ways
Ease the day
Easter may
Have come and gone
I got my eggs in one basket 
This world moves on
Task it 
With the weight of all my wants
Come to grips
That I won't get
All I wanted 
Columbia provided my initial sights 
On life
Maa Pop in thirties
My numbers now
Those screams use to hurt me
I'm not far from that child 
Do we ever really change 
Or do CHANGE change 
Or do short change affect the long range
I penny pinch
Over time spent 
Its gotta go and it will
What you think? time hold still
Jittery
Mixed breed
I hoped you could hear me
My brother in a cocoon of gods blessin'
That's maa would tell it
Can't lie I'm jealous 
As in then as in now 
I play pretend I lie through smiles
But we got us 
As in then as in now 
We hoped on bus
Rode it all the way to mar vista 
Chase 
The short escape
Marred by our vistas
Hoping elementary
Had better pictures 
For us to fill up
There's 64 crayons in box
How we put eyes to shock
When you give yourself structure 
And the world deal you ruptures
You can't hide behind buffers
The covers
Of mother 
And father
They go vamoose
Open up truth
Let the ghosts out
The clothes out
A new haunt
Old wants
Go chase it
New demands replace it
Occupied lanes
And peace we don't sustain
I can't give you what I crave 
If I can't explain the taste
It just sensations 
Off in meditations 
Buzz of the phone make you weigh in
Notifications
Someone's on vacation 
And I can't get a day in
Running constantly running

THE TRAJECTORY OF SMOKE [02:24-05:11]

Somewhere near the center of the room
Rests an astray 
That houses a diminutive roach
From which Smoke
Departs
Looking to be a part 
Of newer things
A vibrant community 
In the corner
Proves to be a homerun 
A Crowd
With Fluctuating mouths
Open and close
And branded clothes 
With the smoothest pose
Seems like the place to call home


Red carpet tongues 
And fresh virgin lungs
You think that'd be enough
To nest in and lay back
You were the best in a pack 
Of 20 twenty, that smoke blind vision
Hats off to ambitions
You replaced the pen in hand
As you laid your plan
When your filters
Faltered
You became the PEN
Out the box
With the youthful souls on lock
You the bop
The new tune
Exhumed
From old time pictures 
As you pick up 
The new sheen like windex on mirror
That hide behind fear of
Isolation 
Pressure 
Libations 
With the hair up
Ya'll pair well
Take the form of a L
And lift
I can't do it
Blend in with clouds
And immerse with the shroud
Of Sky dwellers 
I tell yah
That deepsea isolation 
Give birth to an ocean of thought
Only time will tell the battles you fought
Were they worth the navigation 
The brightening end
As you loose your height
Might seem dim
But you own the rights 
To apetite 
Consume
Assume 
Your duties 
Perform them duly
Lord lord lordy
If I knew you from the time I was a shorty
Then surely 
The surly
Being I've become 
Would dissipate like chocolate on the tongue 
Sweet jesus 
What I do about these features 
Electric boogaloo 
And a battered pack of cools
Nat Sherman 
Man
Myself when smoke was the tune
Entrenched in the pull
Bombs bursting
Feel like 1 0 00 1 conversions
Say in bit 
Feel like bytes 
But the screen 
In between 
Make it feel alright
Fuel for the light 
Charcoal on aluminum 
That's what you do with em
Slowly take it in
And swaddle in sin
The night got many features 
Take your leaves and leave it
We not in eden
Haven't been for some time
Shorten the line
As your lips race to drag
Pull peace from the bag
Lighters and eyeliner 
Do it for old timers
Cool hand luke
Milk shake by the juke
Box
The day our world got shocked 
I was trynna meet up with
Marlboro cowboy & Joe Camel
Hit the pits
When I went
To school with 911 on the channel 
SMOKE

Came up in a foggy LA
Raised in the chase
Pop hustled taxi
Mindset far from lacking
Scrimmage with roaches
But the dreams will float us
Payless for the loafers 
Sycamore Cove for the ocean 
Go get it
Smoke is terrific 
Until you live it
Chill and grill
Until them questions break your seal
What and why
Can never be too fly
Clothes for distractions 
Cover all of my actions 
Talk a good game 
And they all play nice
Flaunt the good NAME
And you off like christ

My uncle pulled on Budweiser and 100s
My boy on Menthol 72s
American Spirituals
For peace when you want it
The boy Jack in the gauntlet 
Up in the the haze
Momentary escape
But you can never get away
SMOKE
 

SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.
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SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL will  run from June until the end of October. 
NIGHT WORLD a PODCAST IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. 
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NIGHT WORLD IS WRITTEN & Performed BY  Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

TWITTER: @NightWorldPod

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Night World a Podcast will begin on 6/5/2020

See you then.

This podcast will pivot between spokenword and rap.

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TABLE TALK: DINNER [00:14-3:12], JULY 4 [03:40-04:34], 4 JULY [04:48-07:22]

DINNER [00:14-03:12]

Awkward Dinners 
magnify the need 
for me
To kill my liver
How many times can I
Stare at my steak
Contemplating fate 
FINISH THE BEEF AND DEAD THE PLATE
ALL OF THIS FRICTION GON GIVE US THE SHAKES
Out of the moments And into the mind
All of this wasting the wasting of time
All that we're doing is crossing the line
Live in the darkness you live in your mind 
Living with caution we live on a mine
There's curry on the stove
Problems in the pot
Let the rice boil you want your meals hot
Food on the table
Problems under the mat
Me under a label
never that
I have been you way longer than 
I have been my
self
Endless L's
I end this hell
Haven In my lunch
Heaven in my dinner
In the morning captain crunch
A few drinks for the sinners
My poor covers my pores
Expensive pours for the allure
I want five meals I'll settle for three
I want my wine chilled I'll settle for tea
5minutes 10 minutes dinner on repeat
5minutes 10 minutes now we over heat
5minutes 10 minutes can I leave my seat
5minutes 10 minutes pressure over me
As the kettle starts to scream
And you spread the cream
Butter for the greens
Sugar for the dreams
A couple of slices of lime
For the sour moments in time
SOUL FOOD
And cold moods
Don't Pair well
No takeouts for the farewell
You want out you don't fare well
Life ain't fair well
It's water under the bridge
Only way to live
Keep on keepin
Only way to reason
Give you warmth throughout the seasons
Still you stay salty
You need to lay your wantings
Come on come off it
Exhaust for the exhausted
We need fresh air here 
I know your fear 
Mowing down my fodder
listening to my father
I thought we would've moved further
But you think you god father
Got me looking towards God Father
Wrong religion
How we livin'
You don't get it
I cant give in
Blame game
Pain Game
We paint the same
Picture
You claim
your words scripture
your words have no fliter
we snap when we chat
What you hitting at
I know you think you wise
But That don't make us rise
 

JULY 4 [03:40-04:34]

July 4
My eyes sore
Tear ducts on overload
Why You think you my over lord
I just wanted it to be over lord
Couldn't get over lord
Spirituality I can't pay up
I avoid prayer
Bawling in my room stayed laid up
Wake up you gotta wake up
Nah I rather sleep 
Leeeemme my count sheep
This wool will hear my pleads
please
at ease 
I feel sheepish
All my defense
Got me wolfin' down pretense
It is what is
we get it how we live
Some of us live to get it
some of us just don't get it
 

4 JULY [04:48-07:22]

Because we know all too well 
how fire works
And we'll do this till 
the tire bursts
Or the the water works
I don't know what all this water worth
I know it drains
And when you mix it with pain
dirt 
It becomes muddy
stains
the thirst
For more
Leaves the throat sore
Pain and time
Got a hold of your mind
Pain and time
Got a hold of your mind
Pain and time 
Got a hold of your mind
Pop pop pop
I don't know what you could want
I just know that all these wants
Got the demons going all in
All in mind
Lost in time
In the mode
Give us hope 
Gimme mine
Find the ways 
Ride the waves
Got you paid
Got you played
No more games
In my pain
kept it sain
Let it drain
All the fluids
That got us going stupid
The days are ruthless
The pain will root us
My pops threaten to call the cops
On a regular basis
I've lost my soul tryna stay in my father's Graces
The laces
Are tied
The methods been tried 
The patience is tried
The back is tired 
The feet on fire
Relations on pyre
Mind on higher 
Grounds
We go through rounds
Only to let heads spin
Play nice Kindergarten lessons
You suppose to 
Flower your Kins gardens with blessings 
 

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This podcast will pivot between spokenword and rap.

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TROUBLED: YOUR BACK IS AGAINST THE WALL NOW THINK [00:23-03:47], FEED [03:52-05:17] & MEDITATIONS ON AMERICA [05:23-08:56]

Your Back Is Against The Wall Now Think...
[00:23-03:37]

Back against the wall
I ain't the one to call
We been through this before
Connect the name to lord
Who you praying for
You need religion
When your needs not given
Air to breathe 
Careless needs
Down in the trenches 
We'll use all our leverage
To salvage routine 
Off of dreams 
And out in the wild
I connect smiles
With agile
INTENT
The bent
To get it in
Before you really put it in 
Work
Worth
Worse
Were the times
I could not call mine
9 times out 10
I could not begin 
To tell you how the day start or where it would end
Strung out over a father I could not control
My laces are tied those lessons coming in cold
Buck what you teaching
If every moments a reason
To let off and let loose
I pray god hang round coop 
Play chicken
When you slay limits
The pain came to roost
On us four
Lock my doors
Make sure
To breath in deep
Think with ease 
We don't always get relief
New ways to release 
On the brief
Peaks
Where the afternoon steep
It's a long fall 
Till night call
What you choose to do in between 
Is your thing
I'll bring
Us out of the fire and over the hill
I'll never change we'll keep it real
Throw salt on my name is that how you deal
Know I can be tame but I will not heal
I left a decade to the wind
To no end
I rejoiced at the point 
Where night would begin
Rubber band boy dont get worn out 
There's only so many times you can bounce back
Till you fall flat
You let the tires roll
As long the the paper scrolls 
Calm cool and collective
Under fire when the morning gets reflective
Selective reflections
When your ego needs protection 
Left in the mud
Don't let the world treat you like cud
As I put on my gloves
I'll ride the buzz
Hand on wheel drive
And I'll arrive
All in due time
Drive for the mind
Swerve on the curb
Free up my nerves 
Foot on the break
Can't leave it to fate
Drive man don't stop
My world in a clock
Hand on the wheel 
Connect how I feel 
Speeding just speeding
Get away from my evenings
I pray to allah
I pray for alot
Yall don't know the name
"I won't play the game
Troubles for my days
Problems that I lay
Started in LA
Then I went through change 
Hard to stay the same
And we'll enter time 
And we had the lows
All I ever know
Keep peace in the mind
I can't hold the line
No one tells
Ain't no one to tell 
It figures
The only ones to lift us
Are the only ones who will list us
It's a 
Constant back and forth
To try and tackle force
My father on the fourth
I popped out as the first
You'd a think my name was cursed 
Is this what you do
Isn't it rude
Take all uh the good
Erase all OF the could
If you rob me of dreams 
And replace it with steam
How do you think that I'll lean
It isn't needs
Honor from me
Do you think that it means
I drop to my knees 
Call out the weak
Know what you speak
Issues they issues
Where you think they would get you
All that I'm into
Is an attempt to go rid you
And clear up my mental 
I cannot settle 
For flash backs 
That play at stats
That have me pay for casks
To wear the mask
To cover lacerations
Pass the point of waiting
Beyond the point of control
This ain't how I wanna grow




FEED- [03:52-05:17]
I could raise wrists
And let palms kiss
Till the morning mist
Or the soul lift
I want it
Honest
Air
That consume empty stares
I've employed 
Joy
To ferry me through rivers of tears
I stumbled through tiers
Of elation
Laid in
Mourning
Till morning 
Egged me on
To another dawn
My mother does not understand depression 
My father will not give name to agression 
What ever we call it 
It's important to acknowledge 
The things The emotions that stall us
All us 
Could do better 
Call us
Whatever 
Make sure you call us ambitious 
Given 
The delicious 
Nature of ignorance 
Consumption becomes limitless 
Pot bellied
And showered in syrup
The sugar 
Levied
From memory banks
Breech the levees 
The ranks 
Of composure Flooding our actions 
With reaction
We act in
Spurts
Spurred 
On by click bait phishing 
Through filters
This ain't the type of fishing 
That get you filled up
Always Three steps from important 
Night vision heroics
We ain't walkin miles
And I ain't switchin styles
My honesty lack the guile
To keep me a float in the wild
Separate the vain
From the tamed
We need more lanes
The roads that are paved 
Only allow for so many to get through 
The visceral wantings
Pair with visions of belonging 
Leave the stomach empty 


MEDITATIONS ON AMERICA [05:23-08:56]

To live n die in America 
Pardon my skin I am not aryan 
Racked my mind and I don't know
There isn't another place that I can go
It is where I am from
This is all that I have been
What I know
Will not let me in
It would be better 
If we were in a new era 
But we are the new era 
We'll resurrect old errors 
As we Magnify terror 
We live with our hairs (heads) up 
Errors never died
And Tensions don't lie
We address 
Pressures 
To the sky
Let the anger rise 
As we Lie 
In Wake 
And allow moments to die
As We Negotiate Faith 
This pace will not bring us peace
These Situations will bring us to OUR knees 
Slow DOWN
We are home NOW
We should Respect our dwelling 
Why are we yelling 
If mamma's not home
And poppa ain't known
And our problems are stone
I guess we've gotta be grown
Or we're gone
To live and survive in America 
Pardon my mind I did not care enough
Racked up time This is all I own
Dreaming of the places that we can go
Where I'm from 
Considers me sin
The dreams I hold
Are not allowed to begin
One way LETTERS
As We tried to keep our heads up
But if everybody is fed up
And problems won't let up
Are we the ones that dead us
Or do we birth effort
The pleasure 
In being
Is in the privelage of seeing 
We don't need 
20/20 vision 
Just enough to measure distance 
And acknowledge difference
I Should not have to RUN for my race
Or sing amazing grace 
While covering my face
If grace is so amazing
We would have the will to stop hazing 
Wait a cotton pickin minute 
You would think we'd know our limits
All these battles that we're pickin
Just to rattle while we picket
In the gravel or the thicket
We could unravel or just stick in
Strange fruit
Grow from poisoned roots
We can go about business in our suits
While we Follow suit
And wallow in soot
Or we could make a difference 
Run the distance in our shoes
Or we can go down the CHUTE 
Playing CHUTES 
And ladders 
But the fun stop when who you SHOOT
Don't matter
We need to climb the latter
Snakes get to feast
When the blocks get slippery 
We talk about substance 
We talk about lovin'
The things that we covet 
Only produce covers
To live and thrive in America
Part of our crime we're not aware enough
Laawd hear me
Or heal me
Remove the fear we
Make
It has Been some time ago
Don't know where I'ma go
Feelin MIA
All we give you
All we live through
We just need a way
Time has failed us
Time will tell us
I can't keep my faith
Walkin through the mud
I can't no more
Tried pull above
I'm not so sure
My skin hues
These are old news
I wont change
I told you
I can't change 
I hope you
Would get it
I'm holding to livin
These stares become prisons
I know what I've given
I hope you would listen
You don't
I won't 
Give up light
Or surrender my rights
The reason for livin is life
And the American life should be every life
Our goal to live and rise and America

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THE MUSIC FEATURED IN THIS BONUS CONTENT- REFLECTIONS IN A POOL IS FROM SFRBEATS.COM. bonus material featured this week:

EXISTING BEYOND THE SMOKE: COPPED CAR [00:04-02:09], & FLUID THOUGHTS IN MOTION [02:22-03:20]

COPPED CAR [00:04-02:09]

Lemme tell you how my day go
My bro copped the romeo
We don't move for ladels
We lay dough
You play though
Racist ass bitch
Question me on my shit
And how we came to get
Remind of incident
That happened in 08
Ain't the first time I lived hate
As I delivered packages 
I had to use the use the bathroom
Sitting in the Stall
I heard the call
Owned by a voice above me
Hey buddy 
While washing my hands
I was Approached by that man
Who looked at me dirty
And began to escort me
Out to the hall
Where I was greeted with awe
Seen as a flaw
All this for skin
I should of never come in
A cloud of blue eyes 
Ruled by despise
Played victim-
Unaware of the nightmare I was livin
A pregnant woman clutching her belly
My heart held the same fear that her movements were telling
I hoped they would listen 
I told them I asked permission 
They looked at me dismissive
The extension of their courtesy
Was to get a cop to escort me
And drop me 
Off somewhere nearby
Blurry eyed 
I landed at the mall
Standing in awe
By the footlocker
Relieved that I wasn't locked up
Ain't the first time this happened
Tap in
A memory from '02 
In my pay less shoes
Across the street from my apartment in k town
Outta school fresh off the play ground
In my HAND A BAG of hot cheetos
With the hot cheese on 
Top
Approached by two cops
Pops 
Drove taxi
He pulled up on time
Any later and I'd be in the back seat
First time I realised my looks were a crime
5 told pops A Suspect was on the loose
Who knew
A middle school boy could go get the boot
Up To that point I didn't pay attention 
To skin or religion
I was raised to fit in
1990's
The time we
Lived in south carolina 
The only Bengali Hispanic in the line up
I started school at sister Clara muhammads
Playing around the trees
Running around free
Watching power rangers 
And VR Troopers
Un aware of how power arrange us
And how zip codes keep us cooped up
The coup for 
Which we came to buy
Shouldn't have me questioning why
Its Curious how a material thing
Got me questioning my material my being

FLUID THOUGHTS IN MOTION [02:22-03:20]

Sometimes the greatest luxury afforded 
Is returning home at the end of the day
Fatigued 
These
Muscles don't lie
I
Am head over heels
With the chase to feel
Alive
These eyes
Ain't use to light
Nestled in the voices that seemed protective 
In the time of night that birth reflection
Trynna find the spot I left my head in 
4 years old
5 years old
Teens
Twenties 
Dreams 
Money
Let it all be
Days I was letting of steam 
Only to shrivel when pressed
I come from a long line of stress
Pollution
Easy solution 
That what it is
More power in tears
Slow release 
Garner stronger relief
Back and forths about my skin
My original sin
Can't choose how we begin
But I got my thumb on an end
And I'll bet you till then
I'll do what I can 
To put purpose to plan
 

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