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1. |
the galactic ranger
02:07
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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
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2. |
the s2md
01:14
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(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
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3. |
the rumination
03:10
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(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 ----
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4. |
the antisocial animal
02:24
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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’
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5. |
the portal
01:24
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(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)
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6. |
the old haunts
02:54
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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
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7. |
the mega city ditty
04:39
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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)
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8. |
the stranger
03:28
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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
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9. |
the lanes
03:04
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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
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10. |
the ever after
03:34
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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
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11. |
the tick of time
01:08
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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
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12. |
the darkness coming
03:47
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(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
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13. |
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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 scribe
caught out of time
deep in the woods
lost in the clouds
consigning to rhyme
what he couldn't
shout
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