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Recollection EP

by Theomatic

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(Verse 1) When it hurts, I fill the swisher wit purp, But first, I grab the fluid so it quench my thirst, I work, so the people understand my shit. In hopes, I can get a couple dollars off a dream. My Vernacular nice, and i be rapping it tight. I be going outta sight when I be Thobbin the mic. But im alive, and im doing alright, To be honest im just tryna get by. Tryna pass all the bullshit, like he said and she said. I don't give a god damn fuck about what he said Just leave me out of it. Save it for ya momma. I be repping many things, but im not about the drama. It be fucking with my mental. Fucking wit my energy. Negative thoughts forever buried in my memory. Sike, I gotta strive for the best, to the sky. Even when it hurts, i gotta stay alive. (Chorus) 2x When it hurts, my lungs feel the pain. Deep inside the heart, it be hurting the brain. So I take the amplifier wire stitch it up tight. And I'll be good, as long as I got the mic. (Verse 2) When it hurts, words cannot explain, so I paint a perfect picture, the brush feel the pain. My brown blood has been hurting since colonial days. They was Robbing all the natives for the medicine man. Its fucked up and twisted, my history is shifted, I wish I was there when lapu lapu killed magellan. The pain that I feel is like the pain on my neck. Feel, decapitated, when I'm running outta breath. So I pause... and I take a breath. Pondering my life as I wonder whats next. Wonder, if I will grow, if I will change. Wonder, if those around me will still be the same. I don't know. But the thought, yo it hurts. Always looking for hope, the continuous search. Always looking up, you know that I try. Even when it hurts, i gotta stay alive.
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​(Verse 1) Man you know how it go, in the rain or the snow, I be chillin how I be. I be chilling making beats, writing raps to a song, release the next week. better yet a whole album, wait a few days then I watch for the outcome. Malcolm, X, always power to the people, My it shit is so solid best believe it aint See-thru. Saran, you phonies is a wrap. You be following the wave with the puppet strings attached. Pinocchio, how it go even he know, Sock you in the face stab yo brain with your nose bone, paint the picture with my words, Recite them out loud, while I smoke up herb. I got the shit that make you feel good, Not talking about the music tho... (Chorus) 1x Man you know how it go, in the rain or the snow, I be chillin how I be. I be chilling with the homies, smoke a few joints then we get so geeked. Man you know how it go, in the rain or the snow, I be chillin how I be. I be chillin how I be, I be chillin how I be (Verse 2) We chillin. Sub zero. Get Dinero. I never run trains but shoutouts to Pharoah. Sombrero, on my head so narrow. Shit is bootleg, jack sparrow Writing raps to a beat like every single day, I, Still do it if I don't get paid, Hit em, with the one two kick, Show em up, Lucidsounds with a fresh drum kit. But I'm the illest, to ever touch a pen and pad, i got juice that bishop, didnt even have, Spitting raps, my dopes rhymes, are booby traps, For anybody who spits, and is hella wack. Thats a bummer, you lost and I won, He got 99 problems but i'm Jay Z's one. The northwest, we chillen over here. But fuck craig mack, im the flava in ya ear. (Chorus) 1x Man you know how it go, in the rain or the snow, I be chillin how I be. I be chilling with the homies, smoke a few joints then we get so geeked. Man you know how it go, in the rain or the snow, I be chillin how I be. I be chillin how I be, I be chillin how I be
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Hotbox 02:35
(Verse 1) Digital and original, metaphysical. Homies in the whip, getting lit from medicinal. Pass it all around, take it to the face, A Baseball bat, out the park, catch fade. hold up, let me do the roll up. the kush is prepared when, all the homies show up. Roll up, the window. Close, the door. Finished, the blunt. Dont trip we got more. We still bright when the sun don't shine. And we still lit, when its dark outside. Yo I don't mind if you tryna get high. to be honest thats how I spit rhymes. I do it all the time, the shit is so amazing. We in a box, while yo ass trail blazing. Ayo eddie, plug in the aux. Play the shit loud, lay back, hot box. (Verse 2) Theomatic, I never stay wack, I never drop, except needle on the wax, Scratch, scratch, got swag like a DJ, Round 'N Round, got my song on replay. The stage, is mine. But, so is this blunt. In the car, the smell of weed is in the air. No I don't care, well not anymore. But I got a dry mouth so I spit out the door. A hotbox, thats just how it is. Blowing more trees than the northwest wind. Hey, I got love for the town. The Seatown kush, we got enough to go around.
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Sing 02:22
(Verse 1) Stopped giving a fuck about that, and this, them, lately I've been overwhelmed, In a world so fast pace, only thing i wont be is in last place. I mean, what does it take to be the best, Don't rest, put in work, wit no stress. I know cats in the game, who think, they the shit. Ima flush them out, putting cats in the gutter. Word to ya mother, Theomatic is the illest. Rappers be fake, but I, be the realest. They rap about drugs and poppin xans, Getting wasted, giving in to the man. Shit, be awake. Homies get lost in the sauce everyday. Wrong path. Its harder everyday to righteous. So much stress in my chest so I might just, (Chorus) 2x Sing about that. If thats how you feel then sing about that. Sing about it. Yeah Sing about it. (Verse 2) Stopped giving a fuck about that, and this, them, lately I've been overwhelmed, In a world so fast pace, only thing i wont be is in last place. You ever feel you ain't good enough? Living so rough, pockets broke as hell. I wonder why I'm always day dreaming. I might as well wake up, up. Growing up, time move fast. typa shit you cant put in a rap. Keep writing, Even when I'm hopeless. So much stress in my chest so I might just (Chorus) 2x Sing about that. If thats how you feel then sing about that. Sing about it. Yeah Sing about it.
6.
​(Verse 1) People in the town say it don't exist, Yet they grab a wristband, and they ball up they fist, As if, they doing change, do they really give a fuck? Yo Retweeting News articles is surely not enough. Gotta show up to rally. And Build with the people. Let uncle sam know, We are not created equal. Cuz, We in a world where you get killed by police, Yo its black and brown kids in the belly of the beast. Black and brown kids get thrown in the pen, Others quick to grab the piece, while my weapon is the pen. My weapon is the mic, my weapon be the tongue, I'll be fighting for the power until all the work is done. And yo i cant front, many times i be sluffin. Lately I've been more stressed out so often. A lot on my mind, Many which be the same Struggles we've been fighting for years, it don't change. (Chorus) 2x The Change don't front, Unless you do. Unless you do. You do. The Change don't front, Talking about you. Talking about you. About you. (Verse 2) AYo check it, the change of the hood is so real. Soufend beacon hill right next to boeing field. The planes flying over be a constant reminder, I gotta put in work to get my inner fire higher. Im from the city with gentrification. And taxation, economy inflation. The pain that i feel when a restaurant close. The CD and soufend, know how i feel, you know So many federals, tryna get me off track, They lack stamina, theomatic bounce back. Ima Son of revolution in case you forgot, I, killem off, red dots on corrupt cops. How I do it, how I do it so militant. kasamas in the back crack a smile cuz they feelin it. like Andres, cuz we stay so alive, wow. Tryna shoot us, man fuck your 45 cal (Chorus) 2x The Change don't front, Unless you do. Unless you do. You do. The Change don't front, Talking about you. Talking about you. About you.
7.
(Verse 1) I be rockin the flow, I be taking it slow. I be on I-5, on cruise control. I be doing be big, I be staying lowkey. The murderous lyrical genius be jackin for beats. But you know I got potential to become the best. But you better have patience if you in the upper left. You Better come correct. And re-check the line. The murderous lyrical genius be rapping the rhymes. With A Fist in the sky power to my people, Filipinos, negros, and latinos. Cappuccino skin, we rock the flava. Yo we never fade away unless we cross the fader. They wonder why, yo I stay so nice. Even without the weed, yo I'm high off life. Word to mother, All my rhymes so true, What you gonna do when Theomatic come for you. (Verse 2) I be rockin the flow, I be taking it slow. I gotta rap style thats so phenomenal. With The internal rhyme, steady writing lines, Until I hit the margin, yo I do it all the time. Yo I grind till the clock strikes midnight. But even the dark yo my light shines so bright. And I'm so tight. And I'm so nice. I be the chillest Theomatic be the illest. On the mic, who wanna come test? The best MC, from the muthafuckin Northwest. I check, correct, anybody I reck, The best rappers on the scene, are those, in the upper left. Word is bond yo we got it going on, Smoke a stick of dynamite cuz my lyrics be the bomb I said it once, i'll say it again, Theomatic is the illest tell ya fam and ya friends

credits

released February 2, 2018

Executive Engineer: Theomatic
All vocals and lyrics by Theomatic

PRODUCTION:
Track 1 produced by Elite
Track 2 produced by Lucid Soundz. Recorded and engineered by Blakk Soul
Track 3 includes background music - "Unbelievable" by Notorious B.I.G.
Track 4 produced by B. Young
Track 5 produced by Emani
Track 6 produced by The Doppelgangaz
Track 7 produced by Jazz Spastiks

Album photo/design by Theomatic

*Album includes bonus items with download* (:

Recollection — Vol. 4 of the OG lyric journals
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Theomatic is a Filipino American rapper, producer, DJ, and visual artist based in South Seattle, WA.

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