Eli's Prism (Album)

by Will C.

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about

www.willcmusic.com

"Will C. uses an ingenious strategy for celebrating an ephemeral art form that too often goes undocumented." - New York Times

"Will C. can be closely compared to a one man version of The Beastie Boys" - URB

25-year-old producer / engineer Will C. reemerges with his long-awaited full-length Eli's Prism, a 13-song journey through the mind of one of hip-hop's most imaginative personalities.

Eli's Prism Trailer No. 2 - www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-77vMIxjzk

Arriving on the heels of the critically acclaimed Adieu Or Die, which saw Will rewiring classics from The Beach Boys for 2012, Eli's Prism follows the main character on a wild journey during a crucial moment in his life and career. Trapped by the stresses of the world and the rat race of Boston city, one must break away or die trying. Does our rhyming hero make it? The listener will have to decide as they enter a 38-minute landscape of intricately woven sound waves. The bass rumbles and the drums pound as Will C. follows the sun headed west in the fight of his life.

The release features a 32-page PDF booklet with tons of photos, lyrics, and liner notes. Assisting Will in the battle are long-time friends and skilled musicians 7L & Esoteric, Blacastan, Berklee College of Music Professor Raydar Ellis and Raheem Jamal of Project Move. Vocally and sonically the record astounds and rewards with repeated listens. Under the guidance of legendary engineer Stephen W. Desper (Frank Zappa's Apostrophe and Over-nite Sensation, The Beach Boys' Sunflower and Surf's Up), the young arranger has sharpened his blade and spent years crafting something special. In his own words,

"When a project begins with the construction of a frog mask and ends with you getting electrocuted by something called an Elmo 16-CL, you have some explaining to do. Eli's Prism is completed. In a world where endless distractions are not-so-conveniently jam packed into pocket-sized devices, it's hard to leave the grid even for a few moments. Try it out though. Don't let people know what you're up to. Make it impossible for everybody in your life to track you down, if only for thirty-five minutes. Find a good pair of headphones and a dark room."

Eli's Prism Trailer No. 1 - www.youtube.com/watch?v=0LZVx9VPne8

Eli's Prism is entirely produced by Will C. save for the closing cut, Target Practice (Raydar Ellis). Countless forgotten 16mm films, VHS tapes and records were delved into, all to find those short slivers of audio bliss. They are finally molded together, with every piece appearing where it was meant to go, and the results are fresh and exciting.

Will C. has numerous singles, EPs and three previous full-length releases to his name – 2009’s Evil in the Mirror (Brick Records), a 2009 tribute to his friend and mentor, the late Mr. Magic: Down the Dial (Double You Productions), and this past February's highly-praised Adieu Or Die, an ambitious homage to The Beach Boys. He also boasts mastering, re- mastering, liner notes and/or executive producer credits on dozens of music and video projects over the past several years, ranging from the acclaimed DVD 80 Blocks from Tiffany’s, Augustus Pablo’s Ital Dub and Boogie Down Productions’ Criminal Minded. For a full biography and discography, go to: willcmusic.com

Official "Eli's Prism" Video - www.youtube.com/watch?v=PVxzxeuHzoY

Trailer No. 1 - www.youtube.com/watch?v=0LZVx9VPne8

Trailer No. 2 - www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-77vMIxjzk

Official "I Ain't Makin' It" Video - www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZzCZv2uQeJ4

Official "Evoluon" Video - www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5MshwH9jCo

credits

released 16 October 2012

All production + cuts by Will C. except:

- 7L: cuts on 01
- Rugged One: cuts on 02,13
- Raydar Ellis: track 13 produced by Raydar Ellis
- Chris "illlich" Lichatz: Arp Odyssey on 06

Recorded by Will C. @ Evoluon II
Frog Mask by Eric Bornstein of
Behind the Mask Studio and Theatre
www.behindthemask.org

Photography by A. Garcia

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Track Name: I Ain't Making It Feat. 7L
"He just kinda scratched his head thinking, 'What the fuck is going on here'? And I said,
'Well... I don't think we should quit.' It was discouraging. Just temporarily eclipsed is what happened…"

I know ya seen me on a youtube video
and my crew in a clip is who's who on vimeo
in the news I was hitting these dudes subliminal
in the UK saying Will C. can rhyme
I pace while I'm synching deep space and time
I make ya phase out humming a line I design, c'mon
Braun Beyonder knows me
everybody shows love when I walk in slowly
at a club getting dap from a cast of cronies
you mighta seen me with a cat from Sony
talkin that jargon about charting high
I was one behind Rakim in July
no lie, though you mighta not seen my face I ain't faking it
man who'm I kidding I ain't making it

mellow cool brother slicker than oil
rap gets so hot it makes the spit boil

you mighta noticed the fine print
for five years font size 5 was my niche
to grind gears Ronk got fly and looped up
I'm kicking that once I'm signed I'm souped up
I'm living that life I tried to wrap my head around
way back when Ren and that cat were getting down
and Snick was brand new, enhance view
the Brick advance and analyst's demands grew
all the interviews, all the shady 0s
jealous cats still have to pay me though
wack cats spit half the rate I flow
the weak cats bitch and don't smash the radio
whoa they know nothing, dopes grow curmudgeon
boom boom the bass to solo percussion
so goes the pace, we don't slow or rush in
stakes high like Soul Glo discussion
keep hushing i'm Ice-T-ing, Ice Cream alluding
Lumis discussing Judith to Judas with evil looming
I see ya clueless, no mistaking it
man whom i kidding i ain't making it

I ain't making it

from right to left, and left to right
when he cuts upon the tables his skills ignite
Track Name: Eli's Prism
Perhaps you should begin by asking yourself some questions
and making some observations

My hometown's a scene where diversity is
as common as weed in a nursery
kid, I was the Jeckyll if my brother was Hyde
while he was slipping I was diving on a Slip 'n' Slide, yeah
you know I think of all the knots in time
and how you lose memories like a flawed design
in winged moths to the touch will dissolve and shine
and drop to Earth and bond like an orange rind
the other day I went up north in a crisis
to rework the rhyme and find where my life fits
more win / loss, up / drop than bright quips
less "you pop off, I Pop Art like 'Bite This'"
in prison the light mixed to crimson likened to baths
of bloodlines, a viper don't fast
my brother Eli defined a frightening path
now the future is bright like a light where you're syphoning gas
and the fact is with weeks of practice
and years of backflips you're really back
it's a miracle and a sign (it might switch on a dime)
psych, cynicism isn't aligned

Eli's Prism'll shine in the sky and it's like that
And on the upside we're finding the right path
And at the rough times it's hard but we fight that
And in the sunshine the scar is a light scratch, 'cause

Eli's Prism'll shine and it's like that
Eli's Prism'll shine and it's like that
Eli's Prism'll shine and it's like this

"It's Me Brother!"

Eli's prism defined is a strike back
of many years spent behind iron bike racks
bars aligned, a guy kinda type cast
and talks of times when I was a tike, fact:
when I was five, biting a rhyme on a tape
you kicked Das Efx I tried to relate
wild chase in an Alf mask and matching gloves
brother the attic is safekeeping a capsule of, like
when we would play whiffle ball by the pricker
bush you could hit the pitch off the pitcher
off the upper deck with the slider
please lock 'em mother, tree tops to tires
cosmos rotator… God bless you
man I tried my best at times to respect
and get you noticing light, now we're older and wise
I see an omen in coping I know to open them blinds

Eli's Prism'll shine in the sky and it's like that
And on the upside we're finding the right path
And at the rough times it's hard but we fight that
And in the sunshine the scar is a light scratch, yes

Eli's Prism'll shine and it's like that
Eli's Prism'll shine and it's like that
Eli's Prism'll shine, we tell you one more time

"It's Me Brother!"

see, I told ya
look at that dude right there

for example this is a prism
look what happens when a beam of light
enters this glass prism
do we know everything there is to know about light
...
of course
this is a mercury vapor street light
we should make records
this is burning magnesium
this is the spectrum of the sun
we should make white records
this is a spectrum of laboratory helium
what causes this to happen?
the sugar syrup is in the lower half
this slit will weld
the light from a star
now let's take a look at some other materials
Track Name: Pressure Cooker
never ever ever ever again, never never

bastard

never again, never again my friend, never again

will you stop nagging at me?

no

it's always so cold in here!

so this is what it's like to me

pressure cooker, a 9 to 5 is lame
I supply the rhyme that'll fry your brain
100 hours a year commuting
and it's all for a job you fear your losin
got many bosses, stopping, checkin in
and watching or always beckoning
the sun goes down and hey the box I'm exiting
the sun comes up and then it's off to schlep again
wrestling with the moods of others
who's to blame? the fall guy fumes and suffers
who's to say the noon time blues for suckers? (sucker, sucker)
I know ya gotta make the duckets
fuck it we keep striving, the Tragedy new jack
I'm 'bout to go to Amityville Kathy-ing you, slap!
...Lois, grab me a cool glass of something and move back
I'm punishing lewd acts
I'm under pressure baby, I'm under pressure

it's like never never again will I ever be (under pressure)
I said never again, never again my friend (under pressure)
no never, never again, no never (under pressure)

what is it man?

it's a

pressure cooker, a 9 to 5 is lame
I supply the rhyme that'll fry your brain
100 hours a week I'm thinking
how I could leave this life, breathe in lichen
greens and drink in my needs in Venice
(Q:) so why leave this life? (A:) why dream it endless?
yo I remember being young and free and famished
but like watermelon seeds it vanished
I gotta see delight no need to panic
I gotta leave my past behind
yo check it out I gotta zone and look at wack blogs ya post, damn it
to pass the time
until reality cobra clutches me, froze my salary
no 4-0-1 match'll grapple me, and
throw me to the mat fast and rattle me
gotta get my Backlund back and snap on Calgary
cats, a hassle now it got me jaded
bent and faded, that'll leave a dent when dated
see I'm going down fast ya'll hence the way it
hits your ears like Outback guests are weighted
heavy heavy

yeah, I'm under pressure

it's like never never again will I ever be (under pressure)
I keep saying
never again, never again my friend (under pressure)
no never, never again, no never (under pressure)
never, never, NEVER
Track Name: Skywalk Water Feat. Raheem Jamal
[Will C.]:

I'd like to dedicate this one to

you

I'd like to dedicate this one to

you

you know who you are

you

so the thing is my man Raheem knows how to rap his ass off

hit 'em with the skywalk water

[Raheem Jamal]:

I'm not bigger but I'm damn sure badder
fact of the matter, matter of fact that I'm fresher
out the box new car smellin' leather
who the hell in heavens woulda blessed him forever
kiss of the gods where the star shine shimmer
sun on my skin, golden brown black nigga
when I was much younger, said to my mama
when I grow up I wanna skywalk water
who's so fly why would you ever bother
take a lifetime just to pinpoint a corner
reflection of my aura, blessed wish the karma
thirty plus, barely looking 21 and older
pretty girl quota, what's todays total?
got more sidekicks than t-mobile
I don't gotta say nothin' sucker, I can show you
I don't gotta say nothin' sucker, I can show you

[Will C.]:

what we got to say... no peace
I need to skywalk the beats
do I need to be fly to be living?
and if I'm rising high I seem driven
and if I'm falling slow I don't notice
I touched the ground when I chose to focuse
I kept it moving, I trace the blue
atmos divine, the atlas is you

[Raheem Jamal]:

When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall
and in the back of my mind I'm hearing beats from a song
forever rocking it hard, I couldn't stop if I tried
I give the mic a one, two then I run down the line
some say I'm badder than Cool J, got more flavor than Kool Aid
shine like a new day, bring drama like Doomsday
fuck what them dudes say, rhyme and it cool pays
high definition like my style is blue ray
better than this man, better than that man
see the microphone and I start jonesin' like Pac Man
then like Redman, yo it's time 4 sum aksion
mic check to the bank, that's what I'm cashin'

[Will C.]:

what we got to say... no peace
I need to skywalk the beats
do I need to be fly to be living?
and if I'm rising high I seem driven
and if I'm falling slow I don't notice
I touched the ground when I chose to focuse
I kept it moving, I trace the blue
atmos divine, the atlas is you

you

just wanna fade it, fade it, fade it, fade it, fade it

great day, I wonder what that was

I certainly hope he and Will are alright

now that's

listen

hear it?

hear my jam on the funky piano

yes sir

no anyways, check it out

for this one
my method is pain make a record incredible
symmetrical change, I praise heaven in devil robes
arrange the other side of something
go for mine, raw vocalist cuttin', soar
back and forth and 4th & Broadway
"Raheem was here" carved on a palm tree
odd dreams evoking, Box freezing Logan
tops lean in motion to drop leagues in ocean
go harder harder and faster faster
con for long range paybacks after
Mike'll cameo, Anonymous the man come on here we go
a harder fiscal plan caught a hand clenching penny rolls
quarter roller, Porter Square thinkin'
Hollywood Expressin', I was drinkin'
old video tapes of Space: 19(99) sinkin'
one fine day staff pick rack sippin'
Track Name: 14159 Feat. Esoteric
challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
sign my name 'cause I knew I could take this

challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
achallenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best

what are we doing?

what room in my heart for fear is left? NONE

[Will C.]:

living in fear now, eyeing the opposite
heaving a dry sigh, alive in apocalypse
demon inside, I see a viable plan
man I'm riding to Iowa with a bible I panned (meaning what?)
but god damn, the fire in my eyes is sand
a mock band is a wire to size your hand
not a marital thing, not a symbol of trust
but they were tracking my prints, when they bit the dust
and now I rip the skyline
and swish the net, you brick hit, I sidewind
if I make 3 points erase the Pi sign
if you make one for the one with five nines
it ain't nothing, the fake bussin'
the stray cutting, the pace rushing ain't synching
like Ace thinking of Abe Lincoln puppets
I stay winning, ya may grimace, but it's

challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
sign my name 'cause I knew I could take this

dead

challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness (dead)
a battle of the best

God, you always do this

you swoop in

[Esoteric]:

who's harder? who's smarter?
who could part ties / Ty's like the Juice Crew barber
you know the name know the brain, know the novocaine
know the feeling, no one healin' when I go insane
beat us? now that's absurd
"no more music by the suckers," that's the Magic word
I circulate, terminate germs and snakes
burn 'em at the stake like sirloin on a hot plate for too long
it's all your fault
I'm hip hop plus I'm maim and assault
and crush and kill and de and stroy
and stress and boy I'm blessed your lawyer's vexed
cause he can't handle the whole weight
your breath stinks yo, hand 'em a Colgate
silly rhymers I trap like Chilean miners, I rap
your built like a headphone jack
I'm built like a monolith at Stonehenge
don't call me for no money dog, get your own friends
meat cleaver, dismember the beat
yo Will, you're walking down a dead end street!

[Will C.]:

I had a path to follow, now that's a bust
exist now to backtrack and rush
the path's wilted leaves'll grab limbs and crush
labyrinth of weeds, absence of "lush"
pass in the record, go rest inside
won't leave my room, no exit sign
low decibel boom, a faux pesticide
flow gets devised
meanwhile I
wrote another one and spoke to Papa D
who joked with Trevor that few hope to follow me
wrote the psalm in a too broke economy
usurp 'em strong, cool jerk 'em bodily
work the charm and Mega Man equip
I never ran, the song will set a plan to grip
the lead in hands and Air Man's fan'll rust
jam and drop to land with an anvil thrust
keep falling

don't ask questions
the entire incident is void, clear?
it did not take place
do you understand?

yes sir, I'll see to it

move back slowly, then... break for it
Track Name: Mister Love Song
that's ... yo man, that's just... her business, word

yo leave here alone man, I'm tired of you fucking with her!

that's my girl man, all that time we was talking about my girl

I threw her ass in the water

GIRL OVERBOARD!

what the hell

can I get that mic

notice how different the mic make your voice sound? check this out...

truth

I'm not mister love song
the raps known for quickness will cut bronze
known a couple of chicks who sing with dumb charm
but I don't need a crooner
never seen no damn need to be keen and cooler
or to spit a sixteen at a queen to woo her
brothers think it's the big screen, they ruin a mix
seem to do it for kicks need to leave the sewer
what I mean's fuck that
cause I ain't your mister love track
and this ain't the genre to charm the doves at
I wanna love my girl without awkward drawbacks
and softer raw raps, a Sarlacc
swallowing all that, the barnacles all latch
to models and ball out 'til wallets'll fall flat
polish 'em off and move onto the next
I'm on a roster with all the best
man I'm a monster, the Moss Man causing deaths
awesome, call my ex, watch 'em flock on some moms to Delonte West
iconic in fact, I'm calm but on the attack
the Brick anomaly back ripping an odyssey
but not mr. "pardon me,
can I get a drink of Chardonnay for the chick"
in this economy I'm pissed and wanna flee
and nix the drama deeds, insist ya oughtta leave, apologies

whoa

alright, alright, I had to get 'em started. I had to get 'em started

woo

there's more girls than fellas you can see that we're dealing with the girls today fellas

well, it's better

yo

you must think you married some kind of nut

at least that's the impression I had

of course if I find I'm wrong I'll throw you in the nearest ditch without a backward look

I don't believe you, you'd look back

maybe, one quick glance

to see if I hurt myself when I hit the ditch, right?

yeah

what's a hooker?
turn that ass away quick like Chucky Booker
what is a hooker?
turn that ass away quick like Chucky Booker
who's hooky?
turn that ass away quick like, turn that ass away quick like
she's gonna start hooking any second
turn that ass away quick like, turn that...

next thing you know the ho starts to ill
next thing you know the ho starts to ill
next thing you know the ho starts to ill
she says "I love you, Harold," and your name is Will
Track Name: Evoluon
I am the frog
ich bin de kicker

at school the class is having recess
the class will watch the eggs hatch into tadpoles
and grown intro frogs

Martin puts the rock up on the sand
do you know why?

look! we grew a frog
at last they find one
the children have enjoyed watching the frogs grow
the children would like to keep their pets longer
the children have learned about their frogs in several ways
do you know where you might find some frogs eggs?
Track Name: Stadium Fights Feat. Blacastan
[Blacastan]:

and you don't stop
and you don't quit
Will C.
you know the fucking time

the Excorcist, Poltergeist, paranormal mic device
in the sound proof I simulate flight
what I write prolific like Walter Cronkite
journalism at its finest, Will C. rewind this
I've been exalted for the rhymes that I wrote
top turn buckle flying elbow off the top rope
then I land, cross my hands in a b boy stance and just freeze
rhymes get you higher than trees
I'm an architect connecting rhymes with ease
Al Jazeera broadcast live from Tel Aviv
no magician with a trick up my sleeve
I drop wisdom with no plans to deceive
Will C.'s back rhyming like the force is here
sorcerers tear, rising out of they chairs
now they glide in the air, doubt or try to compare
Blacastan with the power form of pounding your ear
what

[Will C.]:

Listen
Blacastan never made a wack jam and that's just fine with me
'cause when the mic is on and then the heat is on the new jacks step back and resign and flee
let me tell ya that I never once backed down to bullshit, I left those snakes behind
and if I pull your card because your crooks and frauds no don't say shit, you were wasting time
just give it to me
fuck around and your paying the price, just ask Blac when he's saying I'm nice, praising the heights
that I raise to when chasing the lights, palladium crowds and stadium fights
just listen to me

I'm John Conner with the ominous thoughts
I'll make a dominant ox a fake in cotton and Crocs
I save strength while I'm straightening a monolith arc
and palming a rock the length and weight of Albany Park
I'll take an Arp and a Vox and alter out of your range
I'm some mongrel in Maine
me calm but harboring pain Hwoarang conning you
Iran type arsenal donned, alarm audible
Blac'll draw the heart of you halved and martyr crews
he's mixing up an auburn in chalk to broaden hues
so stick and move and barter the watch your father used
stitck an artery gash in pottery class, a task, better to body you
I body blow and watch ya botch your next symphonic horror show
atomic drop the docile, Marvel archer with the harder flow
in awe of this Colossus, rigid armor will discard a foe
astrologist will honor stars I toss into the dark to go
off into the blue until the dimmest of visions
Data Analyzing Robot Youth on a mission
making beats that had Magic juiced up to listen
and that's all that matters duke, now who's riffin'?
kill it

Blacastan never made a wack jam and that's just fine with me
'cause when the mic is on and then the heat is on the new jacks step back and resign and flee
let me tell ya that I never once backed down to bullshit, I left those snakes behind
and if I pull your card because your crooks and frauds no don't say shit, you were wasting time
just give it to me
Track Name: Origins
Check it out, check it out one time now
Check it out, one time for divine now
Check it out, check it out one time now (going far)
Way back now...

They used to call me Will (C.)

In the town I was raised, I was
Gaining a rep for sounding okay, I was
Eyeing that Electribe to yes ya'll
In the rock shop, denying a Les Paul
I said okay 'cause I wasn't fresh, all
Wet beside the neck, wrecking "...Get Small"
But one time the belt in the deck snapped
I combined a set with the setback
My hand turned the jam to the dead wax
My man Fern commanded ya then clap for (C.)
'Cause even in the beginning
Before "Evil In The... was a sequel to vision
I'd chill with Reese and at recess you could be beaten to piss and
the trampoline with Nick and D yo I was seekin to pin 'em
We'd treat the mat as a ring and the spring as the ropes
When Johnny O. would emulate The Rock and wrestle me quotes
And toss a referee, back in '98 on a quest to be
The first to conquer Zelda "Ocarina" Deku Tree
I'd walk to Bobby's and The Sharper Edge and enter the
Downtown York Beach scene where Short Sands meets the (Sea)
The horizon poles is
Boon Island and Isles of Shoals
And the high tide sometimes arose
Over the dry sides to find the road
And when he wasn't showing flicks with the eyes of stone
Bum Billy would've said "Look at the size of those (waves)"
When I could wire a setup so my cassette of "Josie" teamed
With Joseph Webb, Tex and pro Lee jeans
But "...Like Sex" won't go with Monique she's
Left me cold lonely, Queens
Now the spots where I used to reside are replaced
With maintenance fade away into space defaced
My junior high is a parking lot, I barely can trace
The way I was and to fade with the changes aches
But don't let the pain invade at rates
To make greys, in Dave's I.G.A. with capes was Will (C.)
And the times that I speak on made me
Like the soft toss of Lindsey Cain's Spree
The Mario warp whistle in stage three
The Ship with the Lane's, my neighbors, daily
And trips in the rain to Tim's, today he's stayed
A best friend, Brett sends his praise, see they
Would both hang while I messed with break beats
Step editing bass, piece the edit to tape, teach
(And press it to disc) before assembling this
I was a buck twenty-seven with a venomous mix
And a basic cut that'll buzz the monitors
And a name that stuck, so yo bust the moniker
Will C.

hi Will, this is Andrew
just wanted to know if you wanted to come to the ship
bye
Track Name: Gates of Time
alright, so coming next to the stage
is he ready?
Will C. let's go!
alright cool, this brother...
you might wanna learn a few things from this brother right here

change came at a bad time, I made it and flatlined
the Magic is gone now, in ways I'm past prime
my aim is to max out my shame in a mask blind
you need to listen
I was over the task but noticed change was coming
danger drumming, I felt it in my veins I'm something
I got it back now I'm golden and detained by nothing
I feel the pain that people feel when afraid of crumbling
in a straight line or a routine
where days'll be years and you'll be fearing your few dreams
your youth'll be cleared and you'll be leery of new scenes
and hearing the boos screamed
so come out of your shell
and when ya do it cat your happy as hell
human nature is wack, move in packs, do well
lose the group and ya crash, you collapse and yell
find a passion for this, final act and gel
like this


I'm thinking how the years flew by fast and blew right past me quicker
we grew typecast, through the plight clash and bicker
new gripes, a wine glass for liquor
then hiccup and pick up your pack and go
passion grows the minute that your absence known
like living fast is half rational
I blew a gasket, you told me I changed
a few gymnastics nobody praised but nobody phrased it clever
I made a choice, save face for better
I ain't trying to keep a hold of this hate forever
cause I've been living my life like I could never do wrong
when I could let it go and move on
but what to do if you were hearing a voice inside
saying you can make a choice, destroy your pride
see even if I think I'm right it ain't my style
I never fall from grace awaiting trial
I go to waste if I'm losing mine
cause of tick tock change through the gates of time
ticking
listen

hey Will, how you doing?
this is DJ Red Alert
I know it's a surprise, it's been a long time
I'm calling to say how you doing, how you feeling
how you coming along?
get a chance, give me a call back
good day, all the best to you!
Track Name: Super Breakout Feat. Raheem Jamal
[Raheem Jamal]:

too much pain, not enough gain
I need a new inspiration today
rainy days always seem the same
temporary, try not to complain
unlucky dark cloud above me
broke as a joke ain't a damn thing funny
God don't like ugly, might not love me
did a little dirt yo my track's still muddy
stressed out, leaky faucet
no signal, can't call it
past present future happening
time slipping, I want it back again
my stars thank heavens
this hell is my blessing
more questions than answers
mankind is Earth's cancer
pandora explorer
I dream of a place much purer
run, run away, escape horror
Will C. play the beat, breakout the chorus

[together]:

I gotta get away from this a better way
can exist find bliss and better days
cash the chips then risk whatever wage
skipping town right quick, I better break
out

break
out

I can't have it on my conscience that we're just sitting here doing nothing
we can't just sit here!

[Will C.]:

picture this, here's the setting
Simpson Ave in '06, a glimpse of getting
things in line, kid I'm young and blind
but not dumb enough to try
rap for living, wait in fact that isn't
accurate, erase that past, the mission
break your back, take back bad decisions
run until that past is missing
man listen, I lost my way for a second
ankle weights were laced in place of Weapons
angered face, an anchor, angst, aggression
computer age no trace of Desmond
I'm running up steps with excess energy
worldliness is heavenly
I try but in the end I blame myself, I'll never be
Edward Bloom in Spectre's memory
arrest development and move on
choose to ignore the omen and blues songs
you're grown and too strong, you're gonna bloom
dawn rose and the moon calm, roll off the futon
tip toe, "who's gone?"
before they ask the question
I'm past the last exit before the next thing
the weight off the shoulders, resting
I've never been so damn bold, a blessing

[together]:

I got away from this a better way
can exist find bliss and better days
cash the chips then risk whatever wage
skipping town right quick, I better break
out

ever been to New York?
sure, lots of times
yeah?
take me to the airport!
I've always wanted to see the wheels come down
from all those places
shut up, will ya?
shut up
Track Name: A Walk On The Moon
it's the outro
ya know it
it's the outro
say no more

I'm ghost I'm gone
until I return to burn

you know what that means
I'm 'bout to shout out my team
all the microphone fiends
deejays and all between

Esoteric - rock on, and
to my homeboy
Boycott Blues - rock on, and
to my mellow my man, Blacastan
rock on, and
Raheem Jamal - rock, rock on, and

see
nobody gets to where they're going
without some peo[le helping them along the way
that's why I've got to say
Raydar Ellis - rock on, and
you know, for believing in me
putting me on
bringing me to Brick back in the day

to my Mom and my Dad
to the man of the hour
the brother, the brother
Eli
big Brick
Karma, Papa D
I'll say it again
Moog Master Chris for helping a friend

"the magic is here"

I'm not finished yet
gotta say what's up to Rugged One
and Kool DJ Red Alert for having my back
yo Wolf, good looking
if I'm correct you lived in Brooklyn

check the liners
there's more
Track Name: Target Practice Feat. Raydar Ellis
[Raydar Ellis]:

Shout outs to the Biz
you know why

started off with a paycheck for two weeks of bullshit
I'm outtie
then turn into a weather man and make my car cloudy
would make it rain but my pay is lousy
plus my bills are like rush hour subways how they crowd me
I know a place where my troubles ain't around me
my crew pack eight deep illegal in a Audi
something like an Ark going to a place where it's popping off
like a Canadian's head on South Park
nothing planned beyond the first round well... well here we are again
hands up, pants to the ground like "I'm a star again!"
singing songs to ladies like I'm the one who published them
except I don't know the words like "something, something, love again"
I mean "breath again," no "smell again?"
try to get black tail in my quarters like Duke Ellington
few chicks fell for him, the stand up guy
but more like propped up when he finished that beer can supply

do it by my lonely I'm the only one
'cause I never trust a buster, now must ya get done
scream

[together]:

Revive to Brick ya'll
yeah whatchu think?

with no vital signs of becoming extinct

do it by my lonely I'm the only one
'cause I never trust a buster, now must ya get done
scream

[together]:

Revive to Brick ya'll
yeah whatchu think?

with no vital signs of becoming extinct

[Will C.]:

you'll see I'm on some capacitor car to race in, patches oscillating
clasp a harp in Bei Jing, Unk after the Mars invasion
fatten a saw to make a thicker shine
Raydar took a comet and serrated its flicker in the nick of time
see Will disable your fears
you seem to wanna place blame and name the bane to who hears
you want a stranger in your life who'll say he'll pay for the beers
now everybody embrace change and pray to their peers
you know that these days and times are getting stupid
nobody got attention spans and gotta nuke it
are you lending a hand or wanna fend for the solo?
now I know why Noah Uman is the man with the promo
the hero, the villain, the slow mo play back
I usually spit it fast and hope it don't age wack
now I slow it down the old viola in space rap
I'm owing it to Brian for decoding the breaks path
the case cracked

do it by my lonely I'm the only one
'cause I never trust a buster, now must ya get done
scream

[together]:

Revive to Brick ya'll
yeah whatchu think?

with no vital signs of becoming extinct

do it by my lonely I'm the only one
'cause I never trust a buster, now must ya get done
scream

[together]:

Revive to Brick ya'll
yeah whatchu think?

with no vital signs of becoming extinct