Holy shit
Holy shit
I can’t think of a better Hip Hop album tat came out this decade
The poem at the end of Collapse & Appear is like the spiritual climax of the depressed. Slowly, it draws you into the void. A place of infinite space with no meaning. It somehow captures the essence of being without purpose and consumed by apathy, yet seeing the beauty of being able to feel these great, terrible things.
Is feel what your going for user, I really do, but it all came out corny dawg
NEWSPAPER’S A SHITSHOW
“IDIOT WITH A SLIT THROAT STUFFS COKE IN HIS PISSHOLE
KILLS FAMILY WITH MISSILES”
what the fuck is this shit
i like it even more than Mista Thoug Isolation
its hard to compare the two they're going for extremely different vibes
Fuuuck wich song is that from? It was years since i heard this thing but i still remember that line
his best work imo, alongside some of the three sided tape.
jesus man you did not have to write this
its from opposite lanes
This is why Ugly Mane is great
His best, no question
>Really we're as significant as centipedes
>Crawl around the earth with no identities
>You're not special, don't pretend to be
>Your tendencies are so predictable it's difficult to remedy
Travis made two of the best albums of the decade, how did he do it?
>sympathy for satan
>the sorrows of satan
this album is really good, that's all i hav to add to the table
>the biggest prison in the world is underground 6 feet
>I'm a shadow always lurking
>Surrounded by death
>Even the towel rack reminds me of the handles pallbearers grip tightly on the way out of church
>What they use to lift you up into the back of that hearse
>I see a woman tighten grip on her purse
>Can’t be offended, she doesn't know my intentions
>She imagines the worst
>Around here, the conditions severe
>Around here, you tightrope between detachment and fear between the shattered fragments of existence that collapse
And appear
>Never changes, just exacerbates depression deeper year after year.
>pain weaving in, pain weaving out
>Heart-worms, sharp turns, Sparse words, scars-burns
>I spent a long time dying
fucking christ
>You got sativa, ignite it, world stiff as arthritis
>Dreaming about a crisis, all I fucking hear is sirens
>Climates turn to ice and your life turn to lifeless
>Sitting on my throne, I'm alone in the silence
>First hit the wax then you exhale the vapor >Economies collapse and your stack just some paper
>Running round a maze while they laugh in your faces
>Rather burn down the city get me fucking 50 acres
what the fuck does this mean?
it's pretty much
>we live in a society
whats the best song on here and why is it intent and purulent discharge
1. Grave Within a Grave
2. Collapse and Appear
3. Leonards Lake
4. Columns
5. Intent and Purulent Disharge
society world revealed (doom secret)
IT'S OOGA BOOGA TIME!!!!
&c
but it's okay because he had the jump on it by a couple years so it's whatever
WHAT'S IT ALL MEAN?
WHAT'S HE SAYING WHEN HE SAYS IT?
WHAT'S THE UNDERLYING TOPIC?
WHAT'S THE MOTIVE IN HIS MESSAGE?
Uneven Compromise is the best rap song ever made
No thats Deltron 3030
One out for my heart
"POLITICIAN FUCKS BITCHES WITH ISSUES"
Can someone recommend more melancholic music similar to songs like persistence and drain counter?
Facts are human arrogance we barely know a fraction
I was floored by this album in highschool. and then I listened to it more and just couldn't stay interested. it's literally this the album. his schtick gets old, fast
I remember I showed my friend this in highschool. he said "wow this intro is boring," and didn't make it past the first chorus of collapse and appear before he changed it to chance the rapper. he is now a sound cloud emo rapper. and I don't listen to rap anymore. what a happy ending.
what do you listen to now, big brain?
avant-prog, jazz, and brazilian folk
not the same guy, but I listen to all that, as well as LUM, but I do get bored with all hip hop very quickly these days
This is rap music's End of Evangelion
Was stoked to see he toured as much as he did on east coast this past year, had him sign my copy
Will manlets ever recover?
>force-fed myself with blow but now I settle for sedatives
>no longer in these streets, i belong in the crevices
>positively negatively, popular i've never been
>hard to be a person when you lack the mental requisites
>emotionally deficit, consumed with all this wretchedness
>not optimist or pessimist, my politics are in exodus
>spouting countless fountains out while drowning in the brine
>my lifes the foulest algorithm science can't define