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Space Cadet EP

by Artisan P

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1.
Creeping out a slumber, and for the life of me I didn't even notice the daydream I was under Days blur like drunk nights, turn like a turnstile, work like a cycle of thoughts that seemed worthwhile What melts drips from the ceiling, dead eyes vibrate from both ears that are ringing Hold the phone, no one's home; vocals on my mobile phone It's music to buy drugs to to take you to the outer zone And just like that it drops, and it all makes sense now Like the evidence in a defense trial Eyes zoom in all that makes sense, which is nothing So I'll be napping until my break ends Catch me in the same slumber that I came with Unless I pick another fight with the pavement I hope this trip is nothing like the same shit That traps us up and wraps us up in enslavement I'm out for something new, and that's peace Like sitting by the fire in the belly of the beat I'm ready for the feast, I'm headed to the east Not until I pour a little out for the deceased Down to the floor, I'll pour a little more But only 'cos they know that I've been here before In the back of my mind, I'm working 10 times, that's fine Only I'm a few weeks ahead of my time I'm nursing an anxiety that's caffeinated To make up for the spiffs, but I'm sure that's all related That could be debated why you feel so irritated That's further proof for the previously stated Skated out to the south and I bounce Like trash day trash on the Monday morning route Where do we go? and when I wake, where will I end up? And did I validate the parking pay stub When I wake give my love to them all 'Cos you can't reach 10 when you're 3 feet tall
2.
If you can run the numbers this'll be the best summer I promise to pull you from the gloom you've been under Soon there'll be thunder as the black cloud pass As we hit the ground running speeding fast on the gas Peace. Miami in the rear-view mirror Steer through clearer, approach of a new era I feel fear of the notice of insufficient funds Trading larger bills for tiny individual ones Shit. Feel a little tension where my heart is Pressure on the pedal as I'm pushing on my hardest Every stop sign and every passing tollbooth Every little town is another cycle we through Itch. Anticipation inch by inch I pace my breathing steps as I clench my fists Keep watch, stay 5 above the limit There's a voice in my head always ringing always singing Don't be long. If you could pick the splinters this would be the best winter I'll dig a fire pit so that we can sit an enter A new blue moon under a clear sky view And let the ash burn just the way it likes to Pop. Burning like the ashes from the coal Burning like the whiskey trickling down to my soul Observing all the obstacles, setting modern goals Optimal maneuver when we're out rocking shows Yeah. Call me king of the road Always 10 steps ahead the rest of the fold All I know, is when i infiltrate the airspace It's a way to get a better view of the landscape Planned escape, departure is certain I just wanna change by the time we drop the curtain Keep watch stay 5 above the limit To hush the voice in my head always ringing always singing Don't be long If we could solve the problems this would be the best autumn Clear up the air of whatever you wanna call them I bought a little seed, and it grew into a dream I could cradle it to sleep and give it all what it needs There's no time to keep it brief, I just wanna leave And based on what i've seen, there is reason to believe Cross the state lines, second-guess landmines It's a narrow vision when you occupy the stateside Ain't no way to go but the other way What a day, escape the shade, do not go out to play I won't feel secure 'til we're out making moves It's the only way I know, keeping still is a sin I just want the altitude, I just want the distance You and I can take the world all in an instant I just wanna blow up and burst like a piston I just want it now, I can't wait another minute, so Don't be long
3.
in a room of cowards, you’re all of them die a thousand deaths, but you still ain’t as tall as them all that whackness you really need to let go who knew you could be so yellow hide behind fears, still wet behind the ears it’s sad to see them stagnant after so many years i grow with my peers, but i can stand alone lung up a monologue bumping through the stereo dial up a prayer and hope for the best i revel in glory and float above the rest cross check the references i put you to the test all set with elements i settle in the nest my oh my who are? and how you’d make it thru the time is all now, so no it’s up to you call your ass cos i knew you was bluffing faking all the way to the days you were fronting getting on the scene, hoping to be seen idolize heroes life is but a dream i could make it seem so easy in a millisecond yellow-bellied cowards really need to get the stepping in a room of cowards, you’re all of them die a thousand deaths, but you still ain’t as tall as them all that whackness you really need to let go who knew you could be so yellow Looking through my Blu Blockers, all I see is yellow/ The mood is mellow from the young fellow/ Nice as me? Hell no/ Like DOOM said on Space Ho's BYOB from the get go/ Trying to save 15 percent or more on tour with the Geico gecko/ Chilling with a chick from American Apparel with a face full of freckles/ When it comes to lyrics the whole squad swole/ I used to work at Costco, never crossed the line like Donnie Brasco/ Peddling down the yellow brick road in Oz yo/ The world is ours oh, I guess you were unaware/ Underprepared, please don't stare and it's impolite to point/ Blessed, got the power to anoint/ Boom Baptism with Artisan P and me on this Proof joint/ in a room of cowards, you’re all of them die a thousand deaths, but you still ain’t as tall as them all that whackness you really need to let go who knew you could be so yellow there’s no room for you, make room for me make room for Croosh and the Dioscuri we work the day shift, from noon to noon coming soon to a stereo near you back to back, Proof flips tracks like an acrobat it’s all facts when he knocks you off of your balance act you wouldn’t step into the ring when you see what i bring you wouldn’t feel a thing when i wind up to swing it’s whatever, do it all, bite em all above the law rhymes hold tight like a tiger’s jaw you might’ve saw what you actually didn’t kid quit it, couldn’t see you to get with it summer gloom, another wasted afternoon hide ya face, if you can’t handle bad news we pay dues and we rack up the mileage and never looking down no matter how high we get in a room of cowards, you’re all of them die a thousand deaths, but you still ain’t as tall as them all that whackness you really need to let go who knew you could be so yellow
4.
Space Cadet 03:11
they're looking at you no matter what you do, they always looking at you the napping guard dogs, they looking at you your neighbors, they looking at you from up in the air, they looking at you no matter you do, they always looking at you when i ain’t lurking in the basement, i flirt with patience i’m working on learning how it benefits the cadence i had this vision where i can see the future find another living cos this life won’t suit ya saw you in the city tryna make it to the first place on an obstacle of a never ending staircase what you got ain’t gold with some syrup on top but more like the bottom prize of a cereal box the beat bops, like a backpacker’s neck bone in the front row of at inspektah deck show and when the check flows i cash it for my liver’s sake i’m a can eat the whole meal and filler up the tank i’m ain’t opposed to the the lush life of lavish i just need enough to feed those demands for cabbage nothing as it seems the mirror proved average all you’re hyping for is just a big heap of baggage they're looking at you no matter what you do, they always looking at you unlike the others you are blind to the opulence deaf to the never loving cries of the populace don’t raise a white flag cos the art is arduous start from the heart so you wouldn’t dare to argue this press eject, once you recognize the defects pick apart the pieces step away from the presets and when you blow up, you should think of me next evasion’s a way to deal with routine steps they’re looking at you, they also look at i so i’m shooting for the stars, steady aiming for the sky middle finger to them haters, who thought i was worthless eyes stare ahead cause no comfort in the nervous if they see how we do beneath the surface then devils would revel in the passion of your purpose and we breathe true because the work is worth it and we keep it fuzzzy its the way we prefer it they suffer from delusions of grandeur, the acts of pretension so you can find me 90 million miles - mid air suspension
5.
I sit atop the roof underneath a purple sky Wind's blowing in my face, I'm watching the burning sun rise I'm chilling; a warm memory slips through my mind The one where you and me were just sitting and tryna find A reasonable, convincing reason why all this exists The relationship between us and this crazy world of twists This world of kids, world of rebels, jerks, and pacifists Magic tricks, world of doughnuts, atheists, and tragic lists I sigh a sigh of relief, I remember you're still here And after a sleepless night, I still find myself here Oh I'm chilling, enjoying the morning and its beautiful sounds But I have to jump off the roof into the pool, it's the only way to get down I quietly sneak in our bedroom, you're still sleeping I have a wonderful treat for you and for this evening But that's if we survive another long and stressful day 'Cos damn, I'm still tryna recover from yesterday So I tip-toe out to start the coffee And I sip slow, tryna get this tired off me I take a glass of water and a shot of Listerene Then I brush off my shirt, ok now I'm clean I relax, I look for my keys I speed fast as I'm looking through my jeans I find them, I'm out, I blow a kiss goodbye And it's off into the world, I'll see you later back tonight I'll see you later, alright, I got some things I gotta do And soon as I'm donw, I'll do my best to call you But for now, I'm high off ambition and expectations It's now or never, so I better learn to have some patience...

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Artisan P's debut solo EP. Recorded in the bedroom.

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released February 29, 2016

Vocals:
Artisan P - Tracks 1-5
Croosh - Track 3

Production:
Artisan P - Tracks 1, 5
DJ Proof - Tracks 2, 3
Mondrian Loop - Track 4

Mixed by Pat.

Photography by KM
Album Front Cover Layout by PA & KM
Album Back Cover by MenuOnes

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