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ruminations

by PREZ

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(uh) upper echelon higher caliber astral traveler dark day battler don’t ask me what’s the matter i’m swerving to stop the splatter serve my soul up on a platter watch the demons have a feast this the tale of the emperor still chained to the beast don’t seem fair not in the least i’m just flowing what i’m feeling from my feet but a puff of the tree leaves me weak in the knees and send my mind spiraling up past the titans then down to the depths where i’m dueling with Poseidon in the vortex where Charybdis is hiding then out to a place where the comets are my hype-men my motivation is escaping from reality the naysayers’ apathetic geniality everyday life is composed of banality i’m tryna flip the bird to gravity but it’s hard sometimes to dismember the links when you’re standing asleep and got no time to think can’t utter a peep for fear of reaching the brink how far into the deep can you sink rap is a protraction of jazz by other means so when you spit silly scenes you just tarnishing the dream chase green to obscure what you see i pen screeds meant to rend the screen monosyllabic? nah, f*ck that sh*t i came here to leave motherf*ckers buttholes ripped i ain’t gotta pause i’m too dope to quit drop opuses and turn to hocus pocus, kid (ha) as i range through the galaxy
2.
the s2md 01:14
(noises) soundtrack to my depression whoops missed the lesson really should be stressing but i don’t give a fuck just blessing my luck because i knew i’d fuck up always do always feel like i got too much to prove always put it in the gutter after catching my groove always end up in these same situations burn medication patiently waiting for something that’s not gonna show what it is, i don’t know but it’s my ultimate goal implications seem bitter but i’m no quitter no time to fritter before the end of the beat just praying i don’t make a repeat repeat
3.
(yeah) head nod sound waves demolish the grod turning stone towers into fine powder that’s the word's power woe betide any blasphemer who howls laughter in the face of the ghetto blaster pastor preaching they just wish they were eking a small fragment of the wisdom i’m speaking the word wizard keeps the reservoir leaking to foil its over-boiling but maintain my aegis i’m so taciturn yet make tympanums burn on triumphant return with yet another toe tapper ain’t a banger it’s a snapper red shell kneecapper blowing out the patellas of these wack trap rappers they some one hit wonders imma keep my druthers drop stone cold stunners that’s smother these suckers sounds brash but i bring light to the dark i don’t spit palatable trash this is actual art don’t make me start how you come from despair and glorify the same factors that keep you there spray lead without a care and wonder why your drinking water thinning out your hair (yeah) i spent time in the wilderness just building this ain’t know what my worth was still don’t know my purpose and what i got left hidden under the surface might be could be is it? well my heat tap feet from Northeast to Nice might f*ck around and have the album release in Greece I mean greek I can’t translate it but the nerd got geeked and his old foes faded underrated til my bones cremated my estate prorated imma keep on baking hanging from a chandelier deadeyeing any mother f*cker that draws near way i hold my tongue like a gun yo, it cause fear who knows where the pen might career burning like Sherman in Atlanta making my way to the seaside savanna (yeah) you gon hear my sh*t bumping out the windows of a runaway whip as it sideswipes sidewalks and rips up bricks the flame inside never dampens might flicker but it comes back i ain’t changing up my angle of attack what i got is ----
4.
goddamn these people too much engrossed in how much cash they can touch while he wonders when we’re gonna get snuffed he’s a very sick boy been so long since he last felt joy had poise made noise but with the pen, he’s adroit slithers through situations using ink to erase them maybe that’s just why he’s iller cause he’s burning up the leaf while they’re playing with the filler even when he long sleep his words will still teach while these other suckers swill bleach it’s not sweet truly, it’s disheartening stopped arguing went back to parchment turned husk-like like All Might sapped of his power fighting off demons at the top of the tower antisocial animal cannabis cannibal never manic almost mechanical brewing up something radical to break the hold of capital over society not concerned with notoriety only trying to warn us pontificating on a street corner ‘we’re all goners if we don’t turn back! no mourning if the sun turns black we set ourselves on this path. brought about the end times chasing the bag’
5.
the portal 01:24
(and through that portal he found himself) two steps ten toes on sodden pavement another day spent searching for the maze end watching all these other people with amazement how can they remain kempt when the ground might cave in or is it all in his mind seems like half the time the same tape rewinds ‘it’s nothing new,’ he opined as he glanced at his watch read a quarter past five main veins move slow in the rain so he hopped off the bus took a chance on the train just trying to get inside and waste the gray of the day yeah gray of the day walking into sunshine he stumbled through some limelight and sat down on his ass like ‘what the fuck I use my mind for’ felt something moving under the floor it was a door lifted him so high that he soared he saw more on the magic portal’s opposite side decided it was time to bid this dying world goodbye so he leapt inside and vanished (and through that portal he found himself)
6.
I remember where I was Three years ago Puffing indica Feeling indigo In a garage all alone Trying to cleanse my pain with poems Failing miserably Caught in misery Watching history unfold Now here I am Three years later Traveled far cross the Equator Watched the stars And caught a laser It hit me later Who I’d spoke to What I’d gone through Old haunts Speakers bumping loud down Ogontz Sparking up a Dutch in the same spot Where they put your grave plot I won’t say your name You’d prolly think it’s lame That I turned to a song to say All the things that I couldn’t in those far off days That I half-remember through the haze Of all the bowls and all the joints All the trips to faraway points Out in Amish, puffing doinks Paying homage and chasing joy I wish you’d told me That you were holding Onto your last fragments of hope I woulda grabbed if you’d thrown that rope I hope you know How I wish you hadn’t chose to go Bro I hope you know I know you know But I hope you know I hope you know
7.
i woke up holo-clock squawking illuminating the apartment painting digital art i gave a quick blessing to the divines for opening up my eyes and showing another sight i was gonna finally see her today her shuttle was on the way ramjets ablaze i was nervous, but not fazed couldn’t wait to see her face couldn’t wait to say her name couldn’t wait cause i’ve been counting nanoseconds since she left laying in my bed depressed clutched my tablet to my chest reread the messages she left i would call her once a week just so I could see her speak and wondered if electric lips tasted as sweet i would lie awake in bed most nights it was a fight to close my eyes block out the city lights but I’d see her in my dreams and there she spoke to me we talked til i awoke and over time i wrote a little mega city ditty mega city ditty that i’d sing to her leaped up noshed a nutri-bar interface said she wasn’t far numbers onscreen made my heart race like an astrocar grabbed my sky-suit and headed out to the balcony sealed my belt loop activated the bubble canopy closed my door sealed on my helmet snatched my board slapped a fuel cell in she and the slipstream beckoned took a second re-adjusted the webbing before i started the engine hit the ignition the board under me lifted saw a beautiful city image jetted into its visage quick lil fuel burn cutback drop turn into the traffic’s churn catching the air currents ‘canopy closed,’ said the computer i activated my boosters kept away from the cruisers one eye on my diffuser repulsors were thrumming flight recorder was running just me, the city and nothing i started humming a little mega city ditty mega city ditty that i’d sing to her saw the jetport ahead of me through the fog acid rain intermixing with acrid smog ignored the message from cent-com waving me off they tried to close the force-field i barely made it across computer visor flashed a message she had disembarked looking through the levels didn’t see a place to park swooped down to her gate cut the engines with a spark ripped off my helmet snatched my board ran up the stairs then i saw her standing there (hey you) (ha, hey) (you know I can’t fit on your board, right?) (I know. We can take the mag-train back) (okay. i missed you) (yeah. i missed you, too)
8.
the stranger 03:28
it’s raining outside and i’m in a part of town that i don’t recognize (recognize) it’s raining outside and i’m in a part of town that i don’t recognize (recognize) it was raining last night when she asked if i could see the love in her eyes (eyes) and i told myself like last time not to believe her lies believe her lies believe her --- (but i keep) running back to your sack when my heart attacks dammit, i’m the man ain’t i supposed to be the mack but i can feel my walls crack when you show me that (when you show me that) untrue face chasing my embrace the sun rises it’s gone without a trace every time it happens i wanna keen i wanna leave but you’re the reason I breathe (oh) it’s raining outside and i’m in a part of town that i don’t recognize guess i’ll close the door and say goodbye (goodbye) to this place that i don’t (this place that i don’t) to this person i don’t (this person i don’t) recognize
9.
the lanes 03:04
They’re the most beautiful ---- I mused as they entered my world As the bounce in their curls Made the room twirl I was shook, that was sure They were aggressively demure A glance demanded encores Of my half-written scores So I gave them willingly All these sad soliloquies Explained what they meant to me A past life forgotten Lanes once walked in the autumn Brings pain to recall them Don’t feel it often enough That’s why it’s always rough When the paint hits the brush Startled like a thrush Taking off skyward Looking like a diamond Rhyming They asked me what I did it all for If there was something in those lanes I ignored Or something that I didn’t have before That could change the outcomes I ensured I replied with my best attempt To accurately express what they meant But the words fumbled from my lips Fell to the cement They picked them up to inspect Held them close and peered at my ghosts Secrets hidden innermost Locked in literary code Of one who once captured my soul Of another who upended my world My environs began to twirl Words that they held in their hands flowered and unfurled They told me not to be scared, to live life Pulled me by my hand into a light It was so bright Oh so bright Oh so bright
10.
Spill it out Watch words circle the drain Scatterbrained Thoughts run like paint in the rain Ever after Ever You had something Deep inside Slow to rise But still caught my eye Now these eyes drip tears in the mirror And they never bring you nearer Your love left my heart in arrears Ever after Ever after Ever Couldn’t find the words you asked for Now I’m on your back porch Endeavoring to add a few more We were Sandcastles built on disparate shores Even as the ground crumbled under us I chased the rush Of your soft touch Now I’m grasping at dust Should have known it wouldn’t be enough Now I don’t have much Except memories Of us She’s the birds in the trees Softly singing to the rustling leaves Slowly swaying in a midsummer breeze As the sun falls to its knees Ever after
11.
I can feel the tick of time in my soul Twentysomething feeling like I'm eighty years old If you knew what I know You'd feel the same way too My fears have come true How can I construe All these signals I'm clocking As anything other than the coming of the comet Try your best to not vomit But the world might collapse if we don't get it on track It may be too late to turn back Too far gone to save All living things razed Into an atomic haze End of days closer than you think Won't care whether you're black or pink Whether you bus or you drink Cause this rock of ours will spin onward Regardless of if we're still on it The tick of time only marches forward
12.
(a clear vista endless sky) We watched The sun set (something distant looming above us) Over the hills To the west (darkness coming faking calm) Colors in the sky (nervous twitching) The ones on your dress Reds and oranges That I held To my chest The pools emptied the day The streets burst into flames Oh baby, believe me when I say I don’t know How many days We have left Before it all Burns away Believe me Oh, it bereaves me Don’t leave Without saying Where you’ll go Oh, where will we go Believe me Believe me Believe me Believe me Believe
13.
they appeared with a flash one eye made of glass an arm made of ash they said, 'i'm from the future' 'what year,' i asked they said, 'far enough. i've seen the world snuffed seen humanity crushed by an unstoppable rush' (uh) they breathed in deeply red glow in their iris kept increasing they said, 'listen to me time's pass is speeding there's too many sleeping for what is to come i've communed with the ones in the sun when I pass on this message my task will be done just listen close, young one' something clutched in my chest they said, 'keep your eyes on your quest even if it leaves you breathless chase on till spent rise back stronger the future's counting on ya won't be much more longer before the moment comes when you touch what's already begun' i asked, 'what do you mean?' they said, 'the death of machines' their form seemed hazy to me faintly shimmering before vibrantly glimmering they desolidified but the flame in their eyes bored deep into mine imparted a phrase of inscrutable age that I'd one day put to the page 'don't give away that which makes you brave you can't rest on your quest' campaign life chasing fragments of sleep on fractious nights: is it the cause or the fight that push me onward: duskbound, dawnward always forward i done marched before etched a sketch with my breath in stainless ore: put pen to the page for countless scores what's one more see, the path was unending endlessly wending in truth, it's a blessing cause it gave me the space to grow and hope for a future i don't yet know won't see it with my casket closed i feel the tempo steady building to a grand crescendo uh oh mighta let a secret slip run it back, can't take the risk cold facts might slip a disk when the record starts to skip mere minutes from destiny history weighs on me heavily the press feels heavenly cause i know that i matter now that's why I try to rock these crowds and duck these clowns looking down from the highest clouds cirrostratus when i'm gone, they gon gimme hero status build a monument from my grey matter imma live how I speak it speak how I read it i know i'm a genius i just don't believe it

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a collection of loose thoughts. a statement of intent. an examination of life. a reintroduction. 'ruminations' is all these things and more. dive into the deep corners of my mind and tell me what you find

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released December 13, 2020

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PREZ Pennsylvania

a scribe
caught out of time
deep in the woods
lost in the clouds
consigning to rhyme
what he couldn't
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