Rings Of Saturn Volume #1: Tangible Metaphysics
by K.I.N.G Kronos
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Drop The Facade
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She Needs Me (Remix)
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Synchronized
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That 1st Crash
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These The Days
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Crate KING
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Brighter Pasture
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Good Mantis
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The Search
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Five-0 (w/ Ben-Z)
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K.I.N.G Kronos has being Emceeing since 1999. K.I.N.G an acronym for Knowledge Is Never Given. His unique blend of introspective lyrics display passion personified, hip-hop human music in it's purest form. Lyrically thought provoking with an introspective blend of soul & science. Strong voice, coupled with a plethora of flows and a broad vocabulary make the perfect MC. ... more
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- Track Name: Drop The Facade
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Verse #1
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They trying to find who’s the shit by checking kicks under toilet stalls/
Lord of the underground KRO is do-it-all/
Half a year ago swear to god that I was doomed to fall/
Suicidal thoughts no longer I couldn’t do it y’all/
Y’all did what you could to stop the king like James/
Now I present to you the bible version king flames/
Scorch a scripture Fahrenheit 450 plus one/
Ensnaring mics and leaving imprints on percussion/
It’s the flow crushing, knowledge reloading six shooter/
No nothing Emcees QUICK need to get tutors/
Sounding like the next man yet expect moola?/
Don’t disrespect rulers of this realm of rhyme/
Heed the signs men at work hard hat and helmet time/
In hell I’m frying facing hades in a chess match/
Had a spell of trying web emceeing until the net crashed/
My Networks net worth built on substance and less flash/
HOOK
And you keep the phony adulation/
Congratulations groupie adoration/
And all the fake friends/
On this path I’m taking/
I never strived to make ends/
Try to unlock your mind and if I can’t I break in/
And you keep the phony adulation/
Congratulations groupie adoration/
And all the fake friends/
On this path I’m taking/
I never strived to make ends/
Try to unlock your mind and if I can’t I break in/
Verse # 2
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And Yo once I break in you take in my essence/
Going Tekken on peasants that lack mic presence/
Vocab and a message in their sixteen bar segments/
Segue in seconds to some shit they never mentioned/
In their aforementioned verse/
Had my attention until they lost focus and thirst/
Yo tell me what comes first?/
The hook or the lyrics? composition notebooks hold my spirits/
Foretold in the middle ages by mages and clerics/
Sick of these no name generic novice novelists/
In the 608 Hip-hop hobbyists are obvious/
And unqualified like the son of that lobbyist/
I’ll probably just retire like my mom due to politics/
If theres an inner circle I encompass the circumference/
Break the chain rapping running laps around you dumb shits/
If there’s an inner circle I encompass the circumference/
Break the chain rapping running laps around you dumb shits/
HOOK
And you keep the phony adulation/
Congratulations groupie adoration/
And all the fake friends/
On this path I’m taking/
I never strived to make ends/
Try to unlock your mind and if I can’t I break in/
And you keep the phony adulation/
Congratulations groupie adoration/
And all the fake friends/
On this path I’m taking/
I never strived to make ends/
Try to unlock your mind and if I can’t I break in/ - Track Name: Minuta Of Flows (feat Kali Arnell)
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Kronos
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Pride without accomplishment is poison to the soul
The veil that shrouds your eyes when you pretend you’re in control
My sensibilities in the post down low
Getting boxed out by my ego in the hole
Kind of hard to rebound against a presence so swoll
Passed on the humble pie cause it tasted so so
A morsel more so in the minutia of flows
The maestros named kro and virtuosos the goal
Baby steps in the second decade of this millennium
Malign them false prophets that serve as mastas middle men
Dumb em down Ebonics slang an idiots idiom
Becomes an axiom to the younger generation giving them
Misinformation about the world that their living in
Every child left behind I left grimacing
Envisioning a system making mind states dilapidate
At a faster rate lack of hope just exacerbates
Misconceptions mentally engrained that we have to break
Plagues our race monkeys on our backs that we can’t escape re-enacting tapes
Planet of the apes to get the papes shut the drapes
Dim the lights and close the blinds
Discuss our fates with these mics and over rhymes
Such is faith that guides my hands when so inclined
Questions aspirations adulation or to open minds
Stand behind beliefs like a sheik with an Iron Spine - Track Name: A Lot Going On In The World Today(My City)
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(Hook)
And There’s a lot going on the world today
My whole city going crazy! look how hoods get paid
Rob whoever whenever with no sense of morals
Master one skill than they rest on their laurels
(x2)
Verse #1
We got teenage jack boys robbing senior citizens…
Yuuuuuuuuuuuupppppp they still at that shit my friend
Then again it never stopped
Thanks to those clever cops
That congregate on one spot in the same block
Six deep three cars aint did squat
But protect and serve the people from those that do pot
That evil plant must be lethal or close to equal
Now a days high schoolers shooting diesel?
My tongue’s the brush your brains the easel
Free thoughts illegal and independent mind is regal
Stay away from needles
Needless to say these Lo-Lifes
Left their souls behind they don’t know right
I got homies that were homeless on those cold nights
Not by choice they succumb to a known vice
Advice for those in that boat
Stay afloat today it’s sink or swim tomorrow own the moat
Hook (x2)
Verse 2
Can’t believe they passed that carry and conceal
We barely have the rationale to deal
With our current hot heads need to chill
And these bigots legally can carry steel?
You heard what happened at R’s Place
(Fucked Up) Homie that was our space
Now a negative generalization of our race
Judge jury culture executed closed case
The actions of few punish many
It only takes one fool to impact the whole city
Fake thugs gave them leeway to shut down another club
Fuck what we say they closing down another club
And I can do this for the love but rather do it live
And I’ll be damned if I lose my glow to foolish pride
I’m well aware of the pain they brothers feel inside
I channel theirs when I rhyme and just enjoy the Ride
Yeah - Track Name: She Needs Me (Remix)
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Whats up world its king kro eastside vet represent the 6-0/-8
All day all night emperor of the Isthmus sure your right
Beaumont Stoughton blended together bore him
Smoking pot floating next level cloud coasting
Here we go take off loud kush can’t waste cough
Spirits illuminated mental elevated lungs lined with love destined to make it
Best friend been faking but I can’t call it
Not concerned with the size of your wallet
Not impressed with the rhymes you sick
Going all in on a bluff that’s whats call slick
I keep going never stop found a new chick
And sketched a better plot
Ex call suggest she kick hella rocks HUSTLE OVER TALENT
Yup you can tell they H.O.T
But back to me getting back to you
Your man blocking just like actors do
You need to get with me start chapter two
I won’t fabricate like these other rappers do
She’s naturally smooth with natural beauty
Plus double d’s and robust booty
Plenty suitors but she loves yours truly
Cinematic romance like something out a movie
I got it locked key in hand
She loves my swag says I should be her man
I looked her in the eyes have you forgotten ma’am
The days before Kro when I was just Tam?
And here we are I knew eventually You’d mention me
To your friends about being down on bended knee
Pledge love eternally potentially
You’re the one with whom I want to age for a century
(A Century)
(Hook)
She Needs Me That’s What the song say
Alleviate her stress after a long day
Body of a goddess fresh off the run way
Mind of a scholar not impressed by that gun play
Spirit of a freedom fighter enlightened by this writer
Mold her heart with this pen it seems were growing tighter
Told me I’m her lynchpin and that my words excite her
See she is my drug too I fiend to be inside her (x3)
Half a decade in the making thanks due for staying
Two years when vocation wasn’t ranking
High on my to do list you held me down and haven’t moved since
Intense intimacy imprints indents our cardiac
Rhythmatic exchange first our lips locked
Than our hearts rearranged you had a boo I had a bitch from the past on my brain
The booty master bedding every broad I could tame
Aint it a shame how we met when I quit that job
Hit your friend plus you thought that mine were all slobs
I was older you were wiser than the average teenager
Had much flavor independent with a grasp on your paper
Five years later fresh as ever with a presence I savor
A savant of hearts couldn’t understand our passion
I need her she needs me and it’s everlasting
(Hook)
She Needs Me That’s What the song say
Alleviate her stress after a long day
Body of a goddess fresh off the run way
Mind of a scholar not impressed by that gun play
Spirit of a freedom fighter enlightened by this writer
Mold her heart with this pen it seems were growing tighter
Told me I’m her lynchpin and that my words excite her
See she is my drug too I fiend to be inside her (x3)
A savant of hearts couldn’t understand our passion
I need her she needs me and it’s everlasting
A savant of hearts couldn’t understand our passion I need her she needs me
….Everlasting - Track Name: Bang Bang Shoot Em Up (feat Tefman, D.L.O & Cory Park)
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Trapped in a trap that don’t exist
Insist they hustle hard I’m puling cards they act remiss
Toward their impact on the culture I guess ignorance is bliss
Saw some happy hooligans that thoughtlessly didn’t give a shit
The Fallacies that they emit I must admit have allure
But when you live life by a script it’s predetermined what’s In store
Bang bang shoot em up
Take two reshoot ‘N cut
Emulating entertainers plenty bangers just to stunt
Cinematic chumps that front
As if they captain coke cartels rapping now their heads swell
But their rhymes are blah as hell
And honestly aint got no business touching this mic
All they got is their words balls aint big enough to fist fight
Them tykes fantasize living fictional men’s lives
Every night hit the club ten deep to flip white
Lacking insight gripping steel until it ends like - Track Name: What Am I Gunna Do? (Feat Emcee Starr)
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Kronos
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When mistakes from my past catch up to me
Or my sons mom decides she wants custody
If my current queen says she’s lost trust in me
Or I drop a single and the fans hear just a beat
If my job calls to tell me that I’m laid off
Will my psyche break while I wander like a stray lost
Pour my heart into art with no pay off
They can’t comprehend what I say so they scoff
If my current friends decide it’s time to turn on me
Or my health dictates I have to quit burning trees
When it’s time to try to put my boy through college
Will my life savings afford him that paper knowledge
When the age 30 hits and I feel unaccomplished
Thirsty on some parched shit from dissipated dart spit
Will I find peace in myself as an artist
Or conform my style into something they can market
Writing for the masses while silencing my soul
Relinquishing control for a less creative role
If in pursuit of my goals I forget how to smile
Can I find the inner strength to overcome any trial
When I can’t see my problems cause I’m trapped in denial
If our love doesn’t feel the same as it used to
And my intuition says today that I might lose you
She asked me a question that’s crucial
What are you gonna do? - Track Name: Streets Wont Let Me Chill (feat Kali Arnell)
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(Hook)
You say the streets won’t let you chill
But you best relax
Son keep it real if you want your freedoms kept intact
Why you cursing your time?
You could be blessing tracks
Expressing facts to uplift your people through finesse and tact (x2)
Verse #1
Couldn’t hack it with a ratchet no racket went clank
Took a hatchet gas can and book of matches to the bank
Tying to blaze the root of evil with the liquid from his tank
From the whip that he acquired car jacking via shank
Trying to prove to his niggas he’s more gangsta than they think
Then there’s more stripes to earn to solidify his rank
It’s a never ending cycle vicious circle
Your partners that the closest are most liable to hurt you
Work ethic is a virtue, patience procrastination
Don’t let those brothers irk you and focus on elevation
That’s what I told myself while venting and debating
Now it’s a jewel I drop for all of y’all that’s caged in
Biding time waiting for a chance to make it happen
Once you attain freedom flip your steez or you’ll go back in
Money isn’t oxygen watch how you spend your breath
Put a premium on life and deductible on death
(Hook)
Verse 2
You say the streets won’t let you chill? How they don’t control you
This ain’t a gangsta movie stand on your own two
Pen your own plot never let them mold you
Never to late to change the present to the old you
Life behind bars sounds like a living hell to me
Skipped court to get back and not a felony
That path you take is tainted by jealousy
And those friends with whom you did dirt will surely tell on thee
An extra sixty days trumps four years of paper
Especially when freedom equals beers and more capers
Can’t find a job can’t find a place to live
Beat the mother of your kid and now shes got no love to give
A sticky situation in need of a helping hand
What you need to do is look inside and formulate a plan
Instead of sitting back plotting on another scam
Until you calling cats collect for bail in another Jam - Track Name: Synchronized
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And I’d be lying if I said I wish it had turned out different
But not every instance in life can be predicted
Prepared for Shit my homies got convicted
Freedoms restricted I sat up in the house feeling lucky I missed it
Used to run with misfits
Used to pull A-Kick-Do’s nothing proud about it
Robin Hoods punching tongues for zips of that chronic
Bumpy face and tonic loot
a seven dollar holler troop
Marching through the east side and smoking swishers as group
Busing down out of town chickens in the homies coop
Playing 2K5 on the PS2 with thee best crew
Now a days feel the distance …nah we just grew
Not necessarily apart
The Truth is apparent in the frequency we talk
And I’m still a parent just trying to play my part
My son is turning ten I’ve lived a decade with two hearts
They’re living for themselves
So somehow I understand
Your lack of empathy for your brother fellow man
My mom bust her ass so these niggas think I’m rich
Been living middle class use the house as hint
They must think I’m spoiled cuz I didn’t pay rent
My bedroom my efficiency so here’s my two cents
Prone to epiphanies I’ve done due diligence
To hone my abilities it only made sense
To get up off the fence draw a line in the sand
Claiming you my man then show me where you stand
Since I stood by you all when shit hit the fan
Yet in my times of need I’m all alone God Damn
It wasn’t in gods plan don’t dwell on the past
Hit the future fully focused
And concoct songs to last
With or without a cast still the show must go on
If life’s a matinee then my director thrones strong
Still holding on to the conquests of our youth
And mistakes that we’ve made still linger life’s the proof
Nothings absolute when friendships are fickle
Decode each other’s riddles to be strong individuals
Holding candle light vigils over blunts for my brothers
Never foresaw the day we’d be at odds with each other
Holding candle light vigils over blunts for my brothers
Never foresaw the day we’d be at odds - Track Name: That 1st Crash
- All Lyrics by K.Kronos(T.Smith)
- Track Name: F.I.F.A (Forever Im Focused Always)
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Freedom of speech is not freedom from consequence
I’m not convinced these martyrs are unconscious of their toxic spits
They tamper with the temperaments of teens and raise obnoxious kids
The education system falling off just like boxing did
The streets are MMA no KO you lose get locked a bid
Biding time by writing rhymes work out to get your muscles big
Lighting lime and snorting lime the way these actors like to live
Red carpets that’s stained with blood and golden stars my Midas tip
Your highness sips on PBR and only puffs the finest loud
That keeps my mental elevated altitude equal to clouds
An animated ego all my friends and family proud
Attitude that’s regal my poker face acts like a shroud
A cryptic and subliminal cynic individual
Too smart for his own good badly in need of reciprocal
Minds that synchronized with mine to make these dreams turn physical
Tangible the way we slaughter tracks is almost criminal
(Hook)
Forever I’m Focused Always
Forever I’m Focused Always
Forever I’m Focused Always
Forever I’m Focused Always
Forever I’m Focused Always
Forever I’m Focused Always
Forever I’m Focused Always
Forever
Can I kick it …kick it like a game of FIFA twelve
Forever I’m focused always you notice the refer smell
So clever with all these flows shit a shaman that’s speaking spells
Expose a diesel brothers heart reveal where the weakling dwells
False frame fraudulent counterfeit and all that ish
Ain’t this a bitch my ego and ID can’t coexist
But so I tip the scales of balance
Right and wrong but mostly malice
Writing songs exposing talents
Prolonged breakthrough via habits
Dang nabbit I’m brier rabbit in the briar patch
Pull like a magnet attracting tar baby and stagnant
Hip hop fans with flows that’s classic
Class of my own I’m a local maverick
Governed by the laws of time plus fabric
Knitted together by witches through magic
It’s tantric my lasting powers in this rap shit
(Hook) - Track Name: Lights Go Dim' [Listen In] (feat Blacklight)
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Lyrics by K.Kronos (T.Smith) & Blacklight (R.Fuller(
Produced by Royal Audio Tunes
Mixed by Rickaby - Track Name: These The Days
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Thee amount of hate that’s smoldering
Equates to pain I’m holding in
Tomorrow will be brighter who the fuck gave you that notion friend
All the walls are closing in the temperature is rising
Angst accelerating grey clouds on thee horizon
The emotions that I’m hiding overwhelm the ones I do show
Situations of duress is often when I do Kro
A boy who cried wolf but to them it’s nothing new though
SOS in every sixteen since I was twenty two WHOA
And though I try to make moves my progression is slow
And everyday the stress aint lessened my depression just grows
Usurping all my chi fucking treacherous hoes
Codependence got me stuck up in this lecherous role
Good for nothing all I’m good for is fetching her bowls
If I say no discontent is the expression she shows
I sit alone in the mirror and I question the whole
Relationship if that’s the title plus its lessons so cold
If heat is from the heart whys it got me so froze
(Hook)
These the days, these the days, these the days of my life
And every bar is a release when you scribing this tight
These the days, these the days, these the days of my life
And every bar is a release ..uh yeah
Last night I dreamt my future
Yesterday I beat my past
Tomorrows and un-promised present should it come to pass
My life’s been moving fast
And the pace is breakneck days short on laughs rotted teeth make me taste death
Still mired in madness can’t escape yet
Haven’t given it my all continuing to waste breath
Back tracking in attempts to retrace steps
On the road to riches looking to erase debt
And yet my expenditures grow
All this self-loathing and doubt you’d swear I’d injured my soul
When the love in unconditional under condition its reciprocal
Going against the grain and still producing prototypical
Attempts at resolutions the results still leave me miserable
The Outlook its pitiful the progress is minimal
The process repeats and my progress depletes
And I feel like I’ve been on a treadmill all week
The process repeats and my progress depletes
And I feel like I’ve been on a treadmill alllllllllllll week
(Hook)
These the days, these the days, these the days of my life
And every bar is a release when you scribing this tight
These the days, these the days, these the days of my life
And every bar is a release when you scribing this tight
These the days, these the days, these the days of my life
And every bar is a release when you scribing this tight
These the nights these the nights of my death
And every bar is a release until my very last breath
These the nights these the days these the nights these the days
These the ways I display my thoughts
These the nights these the days these the nights these the days
These the ways I display myyyyyyyy thoughts
Display my thoughts y’all - Track Name: KastOut (feat Kali Arnell)
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(Hook)
I see can smug glares from the next man
A Kast out outcast like an X-Man
Maybe If I’d done better on that test damn
Too late for that one month before those checks scram
I get bills to pay plus a mouth to feed
Not talking mine though I’m cool with a bit of weed
My queens reminding me that that’s a nonexistent need
Self-medication or un-relinquished greed
Verse #1
In the fast lane slowly getting up to speed
Learning on the fly with Icarus wings the wax bleeds
My descent was evident but not eternal
Ascension to a different conscious plane through my journal
The government statistics claim we going through recession
I beg to differ this the second great depression
Destroy and rebuild just to teach us all a lesson
As the ploy was unveiled didn’t ask enough questions
Now were pieces on the board politician’s take their turn with
Clean or dirty piss no jobs so we burn sticks
Stick with what we know cause the unknown induces fear
Education moving slow somehow our leaders in the clear
Smear campaigns to mask the problems tell us what we want to hear
We sit back and let them yet expect good fortune to appear
Appearances deceive please believe were not that many years
Removed from civil rights movements I feel a change is near
(Hook)
[Kali Verse]
(Hook)
Verse #3
Finally found my creed took me years to express
All my life to formulate I’m finally ready to address
The world as I know it through the words of a poet
Bleeds the knowledge of an agent of change that was molded
By knowledge from my father and wisdom from my mother
Drive of my younger sister and interactions with my brothers
Melded with life’s test’s that I passed with flying colors yet still learning on the fly
Closed my eyes never satisfied to hover
Spread my wings left the nest plus the box that traps the others
And I swear I’ll probably rap ‘til thee economy recovers
I’m the voice of reason falling upon deaf ears
Cool as the third season global warming never lets near
Lets hear a round of applause we got next dear
Procrastination put aside there is no next year
Generation X fears Y and generation Z would rather text than vocalize
Imitators thrive yet originals survive
No carbon copies this way human music from inside
Blue magic in a storm is how it rains in my mind
Blue magic in a storm is how it rains in my mind - Track Name: Crate KING
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Sometimes I ask myself could I rap about the paper if I really wanted…wanted/
That’s a good question, so why do I hate on those that are on it? They aint on shit/
Lyrically makes me nauseous gets to me physically than I vomit/
Keep your blunt Id rather take a bong rip/
I know you smoke a lot but tell me wheres your song kid?/
You always whining ‘bout your life and got a long list/
The listeners wanna dance they got ass to shake/
The back packers want punchlines and rugged breaks/
My street people want tales of the hustle/
but you can’t expect anyone else to lift a muscle /
Shouldering your dreams while they sleep on you/
As you get older it seems you’ve reached your peak un-true/
Stick to the script that you wrote for yourself and move/
In whatever fashion it takes just to show and prove/
Do as you behoove…/
With some original thought, it’s a criminal plot/
The way they got us all caught in vicious circle cycle rotating non-stop/
Just going through the motions until stress makes us drop/
Or we lie to ourselves in pursuit of a dream/
Sleeping with open eyes feeling trapped in a scene/
Of a network soap opera local channel fifteen/
Just the days of our lives if you know what I mean/
Read between every line and see my soul is submerged/
On the verge of a breakthrough thank you for words/
I emerged through expression with a message for the herds/
At a session in a booth where most my blessings have occurred/
Ocular perceptions lessened my inner nerd/
But I try to stay honest with myself at every turn/
So when the glamour morphs to gutter not surprised or feeling spurned/
Spurred on by success and all the lessons I have learned/
Learned its easier to stop and grow comfortable complacent/
Ambition vacant motivation insufficient question if youll make it/
Make shift confidence may shift over time and kick a bolder rhyme/
Your bound to relate to/
King KRO with some sounds from the crate dude/
Inundate you with dope bars funky horns and a break too/
Fate is hard to escape..who WHO?/
Would’ve thought I’d be here stable minded living dreams and sharing mics with my piers/
2011s the year but 2012 looks brighter /
Like the Pasture in my minds eye and butane lighters/
League of extraordinary writers im the founding alumni/
Illuminating mics across the Midwest they tongue tied/
Often I’m dumb high but never dumb/
Knowledge lines my inner lungs/
Keep it honest with self my only rule of thumb…That and never hold my tongue/….
That’s all - Track Name: The Entity (feat Proph Bella & Kali Arnell)
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Kronos Verse #1
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Vehemently violent when it comes to my vocals/
Lyrics liable to slice if I don’t like you in my circle/
Call of duty knife you lights out heart is purple/
It’s evident every dart I spit is packed with virtue/
Legions of locals my children illegitimate /
Got problems with my vocab I got problems with illiterates/
Been rhyming for years yet merely grown in increments/
I got excrement that’s fresher than you miscreants/
Scribed testaments you exercised in insolence/
Now I’m chastised though extension of your ignorance/
Supreme penmanship a magnet for the envious/
Reverse polarity and be the king up on you premises/
I’m the Resurrection and your boy Kals the Genesis/
God created Kronos with potential that limitless/
Don’t succumb to these playalistic type images/
Every time I spit hear gasp groans and grimaces/
Blast poems from timid kids pass crones I’m in this bitch
With endless spits its effortless I injure kids dig/
A deeper grave for walking corpses with a mic Jones/
If you can’t pay the fair on the road of life than hike home/ - Track Name: Brighter Pasture
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I spent the last five years of life chasing my past/
Overlooking my future as the present would pass/
Blame off on another, if never was my problem/
50 Million Questions in my head with no drive to solve them/
The Planet is revolving while the unemployed revolting/
My peers are evolving to the point I hardly know them/
This towel that I’m holding prepared to be thrown in/
This hand I was dealt aint worth shit so I’m folding/
Searching for the lights from the days when I was glowing/
Way way back before tays mom was showing/
Warriors from shaolin all in flowing/
From 99 til infinity me and my old friends/
Oblivious to time tell me how could I have known then/
Cats I called brothers morphed to enemies as grown men/
Grass never been as green as days I used to know then/
HOOK
Found a brighter pasture on the dark side of my mind/
And in my darkest times I found a light so bright it’s known to blind/
If you look deep inside you’ll find the strength to break that bind/
Write a rhyme expunge your stress and try to maximize your time/
Found a brighter pasture on the dark side of my mind/
And in my darkest times I found a light so bright it’s known to blind/
If you look deep inside you’ll find the strength to break that bind/
Write a rhyme expunge your stress and try to maximize your time/
Verse #2
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Forlorn and forgotten mind torn heart rotten/
Down trodden feeder bottom/
Broken spirit smoking emotionally open gotten/
Too severe to fix the rift/
Sit back and sift through shit and other grit/
A moments peace the greatest gift/
In due time times due to give me a break/
For Christ’s sakes cut me some slack/
How much more can I take/
Honestly ask myself how much more I can fake/
Stability and happiness then reach the point where I break/
You can see the rage engulf me turning red in my face/
Logic dissipates then I act an ass in the place/
Massacred mates bloody knuckles and a hole in the wall/
Mastered his fate then he chuckles cause his souls standing tall/
Hieroglyphics on my forearms hidden under long sleeves/
Prone to bleed cause I know it’s what the song needs/
Fatigued walking down the path it takes to succeed/
Goodwill and Kronos SUCKASS follow our lead// - Track Name: Good Mantis
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HOOK
Check your ticket at the door for a journey into random thought
This good mantis will of man ep in which you just copped
Is like a roadmap to my soul and expressions from my sprit
11 years in the making so glad you got to hear it
Verse 1
Reservation for one but leave room for two
I’m handling business officially you just doing you
You know I’m used to the bullshit you go through
And I can see it in your face no need to tell your growing blue
Happiness is over due a serotonin drought here
In sync with your aura empathetic to your doubt fears
Ready to escape so that’s why you keeps a stout near
With ever sip you takes your will breaks it aint about beer
Aint bud about bros aint about bankrolls clothes or hoes
All about will personal progression
Manifest your love on wax alleviate the stress and
March on understand that your minds a weapon
Only restricted by the choice of flow that your equipping
Sanity is slipping motivation dissipates
Confidence is waning in attempts to try and clean my slate
[HOOK]
Verse 2
I caught a glimpse of fate
Under an overcast the way my futures looking lately hopefully its over fast
And I aint got no cash hooked on hash and fond of flasks
Plus I was told the loneliest get the last laugh
I flash back to 0-2 dro all through my nap sack
I blow two bombastic and go to my class lit
Scribe classics and day dream of microphone masters
Its proph kal and I skipping class and getting high
Caught by some teachers use each other for an alibi
And I aint gotta try to minimize the hurt inside all the lumps I’m taking mentally
I’m trying to keep in stride
I bought the cheapest guide to life up in my price range
And finding that it’s quite strange I can’t afford a rice grain
They telling me to slide veins but that won’t be the answer
So day by day I slowly kill myself through smoking cancer
[HOOK]
Verse 3
I knew and took my chances the path to the heart is perilous
Full of pitfalls shit y’all how the hell am I bearing this
I’m acting careless miss my fist slipped into that wall
How can you perfect your rise if you don’t expect to fall
I can’t protect them all so I let myself go
Seems cold but my heart is hot enough to melt gold
Seems cold but my heart is hot enough to.. - Track Name: The Search
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Verse #1
I’m searching for Tamir but only seem to find the Kro/
In all honesty he’s the only self I want to know/
To him I owe all my confidence accomplishments/
Overcame my awkwardness without him I’d feel lost as shit//
Cockiness? Yet I’m not sure what you heard/
Not the first person hating cause he speaks in the third/
Quite absurd the wait in which he holds his words/
Met him back in nine-nine when that mental growth occurred/
Some say disturbed, the enlightened saw his talent/
In an atmosphere so fake he was trying to find his balance/
Like the scales of libra, met a libra wish he hadn’t/
Had a chance to change the future with his flow before he vanished//
Vanquished misconceptions on the methods most had mastered/
Must-he muster up the gall to conform to these standards?/
Ignoring this bastards and marching to his own drummer/
20-11 he swore that he would own summer//
[Hook]
Welcome to the search like we’re playing where’s waldo/
But no red stripes red dreds the mans called-kro/
Also I seem to have lost Tamir/
Because everytime my lips move Kronos is who I hear//
Welcome to the search like we’re playing where’s waldo/
But no red stripes red dreds the mans called-kro/
Also I seem to have lost Tamir/
Because everytime my lips move Kronos is who I hear//
Verse #2
I’m searching for the Kro but only seem to find Tamir/
In all honesty he consistently disappears/
Could it be the dissing peers?/
The quest for love and the missing years?/
The stressful nights and the blissful tears.
Fears by the fistful and the distant jeers/
In an instant clear thoughts radiate/
Born for this since I was four back in eighty-eighty/
I’ve had a lengthy wait but it was self-incurred/
My current station in life? Was well deserved/
I’ve got hell to serve on a hot plate/
All my progress due to work ethic this was not fate/
Hit the lost and found late walked away empty handed
My self-worth ransacked by vandals and bandits/
My bands been vandalizing there chances I’ve had it/
Wax romantic grow old with the niggas you ran with/
Can it and understand you set your own standards/
[Hook]
Welcome to the search like we’re playing where’s waldo/
But no red stripes red dreds the mans called-kro/
Also I seem to have lost Tamir/
Because everytime my lips move Kronos is who I hear//
Welcome to the search like we’re playing where’s waldo/
But no red stripes red dreds the mans called-kro/
Also I seem to have lost Tamir/
Because everytime my lips move Kronos is who I hear//
Verse #3
I’m searching for either ego neithers egos in attendance/
Just the empty shell of a man who won’t relinquish/
Bitter memories of ADHD and pinkslips/
Marquette left it’s imprint and in turn the way I think-split/
Battles with myself, trying to alter my personas/
Combine them into one to alleviate the trauma/
Proceeded with pride and honor kept my head up and shoulders back/
Self-taught bet I read up just to know the facts/
Well these cats spit poppycock and boulder dash/
Teenage parent syndrome who’d believe I’d grow up fast/
Knew facades wouldn’t last found myself and stopped searching/
Penned a thousand flows now I’m no longer hurting/
No longer working twice as hard to please the next man/
Looking for success and the chance to express plans/
Awoken refreshed and rejuvenated with a vision/
Tamir and Kronos breaking bread accomplished mission//
[HOOK] - Track Name: The Outro/Tangible Metaphysics
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Say kro what you mean by tangible metaphysics?
I make the unseen something you can handle dig it
I live with my mind out in space rock the rings of Saturn
Saliva solidifies to shapes like green lantern
Often strengthen by rhyme schemes and patterns
Lost in the stream of consciousness leaking anthems
The next album esoteric rhetoric
Chipping at my chiseled soul to give you jewels I’ve never spit
Irrelevant reasons to get in the game
I the voice of the people bear the burden of change
One choice that’s regal others tainting my name
Pseudo monarchs only rock mics for a chain
Hashtags an acclaim so they brag to maintain
Drop the facade and mentally strive to gain
Through the minutia of flows you can beef up your brain
Or at least that’s what I heard some say
Cause there’s a lot going on In the world today so she needs me
To save the earth cuz all this bang bang shoot em up makes it worse
So what am I gonna do when the streets won’t let me chill says my Synchronized Crew
As the globe turns forever im focused always
The lights go dim in the hall ways
These days another outkast kast out
The crate king bring faith when you pass doubt
Questing for a bright pasture before I pass out
From the Search - Track Name: Five-0 (w/ Ben-Z)
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Verse 1
You say your motto is protect and serve
It’s a shame they elect to disrespect and swerve
The scales of justice to make the common man a perp
Excerpts from incident reports reveal their dirt
A racist classist fascist faction that takes swift action
Against blacks and Latin’s
No time for asking questions they blasting
Sanctioned government assassins
Draped in blue or black with a badge pinned
To their chest the biggest gang in all of Madison
Insecurities hidden behind they shields
I feel no security though that’s their duty in the field
Demand I yield or my conducts disorderly
Then they order me in handcuffs I go accordingly
According to reports trespassing and loitering
I was passing through for a few you gave the boys a ring ?
Verse 3
Ok I hear you and I guess I understand your views
You made some valid points but tell me who appointed you?
Judge guilty til proven innocent inn a sense
Were all prison tenants that’s their tempermant
I saw my friends enslaved and stripped of rights
Change to channel 9 at night and see you saving lives
This aint the life for a family man
You put yours on the line and most of us don’t give a damn
The greater good is what you claim to pledge allegiance to
This leads me to your lack of trust in me think I’m deceiving you
I’d probably file a grievance to forgot the number to your badge
Gadgets restrict how I move you always treat me rash
Pat me down look for cash though I work you always ask
Is this from a drug stash? The basic reasons why we clash
Miscommunication separate factions with his signals crossed
All tensions byproducts of generations lost - Track Name: Going Thru It (w/Blacklight)
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Kronos (Verse #3)
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We got teenage jack boys robbing senior citizens/
The City could care less unless them little suckas hitting them/
Four year olds, prescribed addarall and ritilan /
Cause his parents are embarrassed they don’t feel he’s fitting in/
Shut your mouth sit and grin/
Do the same shit as him/
Anything it takes to blend/
Conformists rue the day I win/
Then again maybe not I might not ever get a shot/
Refuse to spit impostor pop just to try to top a chart/
Feeling like a vigilante want to clean the streets up/
Taking walks after dark hunting for villians to beat up/
Get home kick my feet up and reflect on the world/
Say a prayer for my son and give a kiss to my girl/
Wake up early in the morning take a deep breath of life/
Exhaling yesterdays regrets expunging my stryfe/
Balancing the pros and cons the wrong and the right/
Illuminate with insight to bring my thoughts to the light/
