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FYSM

by Cryptic One

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1.
The Grid 02:49
Yo Examine the process Up close and honest alone no accomplice Promise nothing but a brief observation A peek through the curtain See the man behind the person Stripped down version No armor no shield Refound purpose Snake charmer’s not real But yet we buy what they sellin And settle for these pebbles Instead of gelling the rebellion Bravery seen on the scene so seldom....but after? extra helpings of that endless dream telling Aint that a world thats so compelling But Im settling on a planted on the earth kind of dwelling Its a humble reality based bunker Such a blunder laughing in the face of wonder I retraced the thunder and found where it lives And Im juicing it for power then im skidding off the grid Back on the grid, back online New cape new goggles, new frame of mind Embrace the mishaps Then break the shrink wrap Quickly tap the thin fish glass Not for the quick cash Kept away from the way the pastor say to pass the day A castaway that found his own path and way Thats the way this oreo crumbling And if you wondering... I'm just a journeyman on a humble adventure Middle finger to the censors No retreat no surrender Tell the bartender, blue… neat Tip the bar keeps Place the bait its shark week Dark belief.. thats wrapped in this swig of hope Wait a second chief… i think we might need a bigger boat Or a smaller ocean to float in Better yet...a stronger potion to soak in Im floating..... off the grid
2.
Make Room 01:43
Awaken in a safe haven Sense my sarcasm? Hence the dark chasm Just another bump in road Just another wart on the toad Regain control Never really lost it Just cautious Accept my losses Then closed the office And we opening at dawn again Re-forming ornaments with former friends Another tournament ends According to them cyclical marketing trends What goes around comes back around new and improved Last chance.. in pursuit of the truth In new shoes Plus we recruiting the troops And who knew? Glued between Not soon enough and too soon Rest the rest of the unrest in its tomb Doomed to live a life like Emitt Fitz Hume Take a little shock to save the day from doom Bust thru ceiling in the clutch … so make room Make room Make room So make room Make room Make room Make room Make room Trailers, no movies Write when it moves me Truly unruly Eff you sue me Pretend you knew me Looney You found the ugly in beauty Eff you sue me
3.
The only thing certain is the path is uncertain Despite the apt searching The pattern's not emerging Emerging emergency Tardiness verse urgency Another murder spree Drone strike them worker bees Just a cursory glance At the devils dance The emporers lost his clothes And the devils wearing his fancy pants Virtual soap box, shitty twitter rants And all that botox wont smooth your rants wrinkles champ Sorry, that truth dont feel so great Calmly, gather troops to secretly seel your fate Conceal the make and model Paper bag drapes the bottle Take the cape and goggles off To reshape the novel The puppet now controls the mad puppateer Guzzle that down 2013 is the published year Where do we go from here? we go straight up to the crowsnest With no rest Charge through a heavy fog Caress the hot bod of progress Go west Til the wild west becomes the new east The ref said the death bed needs new sheets Who greets death wearing suede blue cleats Not me… aint been at my door for a few weeks Never answer when he appears cause… fear Ill drink to that there, salud, prosperity, cheers Lost many that fell that were held dear Fuck that I lost my buzz.. plus Im almost of beer Where do we go from here We go straight up to the liquor store and get some more And a bottle a blue for my troubles dont forget a little pour For those no longer in the picture drawn I miss them more Wish they didnt pick the straw That prematurely kicked em off Enough of the yesteryears and them defeaning tears Time to look forward… until the next time death appears Where do we go from here
4.
SOS 03:43
Tts raw beef… tar tar…. bloody Stupid, accident, parked car? dummy Har har funny Ants vs aardvarks Its chum chips vs card sharks These are pretty calm parts til the sparks start And where theres sparks, fire is soon to follow Loud barks followed by that bite - chew - swallow Doesnt really matter that the reasons seemed hollow Some meant to lead and others meant to follow He didnt have the option of a model role model So he looks toward celebrity Entity slash false remedy…..worse than the malady son Dont expect saving when the calvary comes Prolly be worse off once the paegentry's done Heres to hoping that Im wrong in the song Not every busted duckling is reborn a swan Its just the same ole same He seeks a clean slate Dream state Reshape the story Escapes the gates He takes the glory Instead he awakes to that same ole same The same ole games The same blood same old veins Same despair Same burden to bear Same ole scares The same what whys whos hows & wheres Same truth and dares Same old dudes in suits that stare This story aint rare A dime a dozen For this ten dollar discussion Straight out the oven to the volcanic eruption Or out the frying pan in to the furnace From the freak show straight to the circus Even if youre out the picture yall…..life goes on If your picture fall out the frame….. life goes on If the picture's all in your head….. life goes on Time to make some new pictures prove your past ones wrong Avoid the same old same
5.
I walked in the curch And asked a question of the reverend No snowballs in hell? How bout fireballs in heaven? He looked at me puzzled… and said "hmm… amen" And replied nonchalantly with a "hadoken" Then he said "take that at face value ace" Ok rev, but thats based on how that face rates Most taste that with a grain of salt… paltry Then complain about the grain and get salty Faulty wiring that needs to get fixed Im wise to the owls trick of the tootsie pop licks Stop biting… know of your cookie jar vicks You wont like when……. you get your prized rookie card ripped Was on strike then Knew it was no cookie cutter trip Look he mutters bits pieces flipped Until the puzzle fits If the muzzle fits wear it on the pulpit the culprit sits Bust through the ceiling in the clutch… fuck this Bust through the ceiling in the clutch fuck this Fuck this So kept my head above the rafters So i could see the clouds The befores that came after Unfriendly caspers Pose no answers So dear, no antlers Go tell the chancellor Proud tri lambda Cool nerd to the core man See what Im building And this is just the floor plan War jams pure but If the music is dull it sits Bust through the ceiling in the clutch fuck this So kept my my head on that held high Took lumps and welted eyes Survived where hell thrived Escaped by my molar skin That sobering moment i am my worse opponent Took a while to get it through my big skull its thick Bust through the ceiling in the clutch… fuck this So kept my head off the headstones Found life in headphones Zen home the endzone Pen roams and wanders Conjures that get grown honor Killing off the drama I once harbored Polish the armor Absence made my heart grow fonder Looking for help they asked of rhonda It took a minute new chapters out for public Bust through the ceiling in the clutch… fuck this So kept my head out my ass, right? Half right dark corridors no flashlight You hear that laugh right? In my past life i walked right passed life And never paused to hear the bagpipes Sad right?Experience breeds character Thats mad nice But also breeds high calibur massacre The NRA sticking to them guns and clips? Fuck what they dealing up such dumb pricks Bust through the ceiling in the clutch…. fuck this
6.
Cryptic I found more problems than solutions Stayed in seclusion Keep loved ones in confusion And known to nurture some illusions And purposefully left a few of my loose screws in But aint it soothin not to heard? Enough about loosing now Im cruising towards first And i aint talking bout my placement Had to dig deep creep below the basement Aimless and wondering what i came for Patience Not something im known wait for Aim for the upwards Word up to rushed curves No brakes needed Take heed to the absurd Serve what needs to be purged from my cupboard Chopped champion Planning an up surge Cut first and questions after He who laughs last in the face of disaster Also laughs loudest so increase the volume Season of the monsoon, that sinks the pontoon Mood swings from the branch like primates Two things, you live once and life's short. So why wait? No time like the present, but the present just left Its time for the next shit… so exit stage left Alaska The final bow They closed the curtains The lights dim to diminishing returns Its a bitter bit of medicine A bigger step to better Tim The body is a temple but the mental is a tenement A tent city Immense and sprawling Boiling with intensity and senseless brawling No one gets out alive Get out your alibis Get out of dodge before the gods will have you calcified Lot's wife Your lot in life a salt pillar All filler hypertension Lets mention the false killers Grand standing black sheep to van damning Vanglorious boring us with your X Clanning Eddie Baur flower power mixed into the sour patch That's just how the hours pass Sands within the hour glass No time like the present, but the present just left Its time for the next shit, so exit stage left
7.
122112 03:17
Make your choice is it cold or hot shoulder Im sworn to secrecy, code of stock holders (We're doomed) Spit in the hand shake.. nose to foldgers Throw a little extra salt shaken over the shoulder Fuck grover Norquest and the waiter They lack that organ that rests north of the equator (We're doomed) Went off the radar Now here to cater Sauce with extra capers Now guess who caught the vapors? Nobody beats him But this aint no competition Beware of the overflow in your pot to piss in And open up the window before you throw it out Could it be so simple To set fire to your doubts (We're doomed) Gods in the foxhole? Well devils in the details Dodge all the pot holes Pace of a sea snail They say that idle hands are the devils tools Well I wonder where we'll all be When the metal cools Its up to who? Its up to who? Its up to you? (We're doomed) You're such a fool Avoid the head swell Dont listen to the chatter Dont deal with death well Or life for that matter (We're doomed) No chaperones In the depths of these catacomvs Seems that this mad hatter got pertinent data wrong (We're doomed) But he avoided execution Dilute polutants In search of retribution Lets the truth in in small doses Neurosis At the core Fog of war Its difficult to focus Boggled by the world as it topples Searching for solutions at the bottom of some bottles See the first one to fall was the first one to wobble Hit the throttle to avoid the impending boondoggle From the cobble stone streets to the green front lawn To the coddled and weak to the seasoned and strong They say that idle hands are the devils tools Well I wonder where we'll all be when that metal cools Its up to who? Its up to who? Really you? Shit we're all doomed We're all doomed We're all doomed (We're doomed) Todays was the day that the mayans said Lying or procrastinating earthly doom that lies ahead (We're doomed) See the sillouettes… shapes of ravens Praying to the shaman for sunlight and safe haven (We're doomed) Instead got the dark grave and Just another brother in the midst of modern day slave trading They say that idle hands are the devils tools Well I wonder where we'll all be Once the metal cools These idle hands are the devils tools I wonder where we'll all be Once the metal cools Its nothing new
8.
Im staring at this blank page Actually an empty text document I think we're living in our last days Good luck to the next occupants And so sorry for the mess we left Well just put it on our tab ok? Enjoy every second you have left Never know if the rest will get swept away Im not a fan of death, Outside of movies and video games Written text, paintings and theater plays (Im a fan) Removed that disguise (too late) But opened up my eyes for the very first times I wont sleep well the night it all dies So many planned deaths and many unplanned lives Overloaded with supplies... useless Destined demise... we knew this but went on with our lives, stupid The truth is We should have tried harder We should have done more To ensure your tomorrow Instead the earth you inherit is weak We should have worked like serfs Just to bury them sheep But we sat back Nesting pack rats And cant back track to the exact time Just know that I sign this here in my right mind The left would see the grotesque and protest So scared to rock the boat we missed the view from the crowsnest And could have seen what we already knew Instead I sit here typing this letter to you But even then, its too late Theres nothing to do It used to be when but now the question is who I guess to whoevers out the On behalf of us all... Im sorry... so sorry
9.
This was all all very neccesary Sometimes you just need to let it out right? This is one of them times So check it This is one of those apology songs Where i apologize to all the loved ones i done wrong Pardon me a sec, because that list is type long And I dont know where to start In these matters of the heart To those that pump the same blood Fam thats you That love for ya mom and dad Dont always shine through I hope you know it And if you didnt now you do I appreciate everything you've done and you do Have such great friends, tho at times i dont deserve you Emotions on lock down, dead bolts, curfews Yall held me down even when i pushed yall away Good looking All that pushing getting put away today This is the realest things I've ever wrote Most people i dont let em close Emotionally bellicose Learning to let go Eternal work in progress Trying to get better tho Openness a foreign concept This is my first stamp in that passport Turning a new leaf, sorry for being a bad sport Late to the airport, but better late than not at all Sick of waiting for that other shoe thats gonna fall And to that bird out west That sat through my stress and duress Impossible to impress Tough love when it was best Didnt make it out west to your ceremony Shoulda tried harder… bird, who better knows me? And to that wonder that is From the bottom of my blood pumper Got love for you miss You were always missed From the second things dipped to a mess Couldnt have handled that worse, i confess Sorry, I can hardly say that enough Sorry, saying it at all is still kinda tough Sorry, thankful yall aint ever call my bluffs So sorry, see these connections never getting snuffed And to my bredren that are resting in that pirate cove That further region season was needed i was kinda cold So tough to open up when shut down mode was all ive known for the past few cashew (nuts) thank you for a second home And to them fans that dig the tunes That suffer my abuse of updates and coming soons All i can promise is ill try and do better It took me 6 years to see its tunes that keep me glued togther And yall make me wanna improve With every word i write… to every sample, chord, or groove I know im crazy yall… of this im very sure A little less crazed today than than the days before I owe you all I owe you all, fam, fans, and friends I love you all…… the end… nah this aint pretend And if i never say it again… just press play Sorry……I dont know what else to say but Sorry,I can hardly say it enough Sorry, saying it at all is still kinda tough Sorry, thankful yall aint ever call my bluffs Sorry, see these connections never getting snuffed…

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New EP from former Atoms Fam front man Cryptic One.

Video for 122112: youtu.be/ZVfXTNwbK9U

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released November 12, 2013

Raps by me

All tracks produced by the original artists that I s̶t̶o̶l̶e̶ borrowed these instrumentals from

Additional raps on Stage Left by Alaska
mixed and mastered by PJ Katz at Fat Buckle Audio : www.fatbuckleaudio.com

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