Tracers by Amalgam

You know we
Ought to play nice
Right about now
Right or wrong
Ride out when its lights out
Held down whether
Hail or rain wet
Veil of train wreck
Nothing has changed yet

None stranger to numbing the pain
It's a no brainer
No becoming a saint
So save up
Or blow it away
Instead of raising the bar
Made of no reservations

Faceless
Solar evasive
Taken apart
The controler rotations
Play it off like a raid of the arcade
Cave in the dark ages
Strobe animation

Slow ventilation
Still hoping
To breach them payments
These are the breaks
And have been since
Days spent 808s
Cassette tapes defaced
Then repasted

No fakin the funk
No shame in deforming
The shape of the mold
When your breaking it
No savin the runts
No taking the fun out of
Lacing these
Four letter statements

Raise it up
From the base of the foundation
Take aim at the masonry
Hit pavement
Layed sunk in debasement
Taken mutation
No break aways
Belated on set DOA

I never said that we could be ok
I said it's gonna be fine and
You can find me at the KOA
With some kind and some wine
And some fatal frame
My akia and turntable
Yup the same old same

Pump up the bass
Jump up in the wake
Of a mob led confrontation
No fond embraces
Dropped off the a list
Amalgam8
You're now boarding the spaceship

The sun and I
Are rather close these days
The sun and I
Are rather close these days
The sun and I
Are rather close these days
The sun and I
Are rather close these days

You know we're out of space right
The final countdown
Dialog with Osiris
Then crashed out
Tidal bout
Clash of the titans
Flashes of lightning
Ashen the high beams

Vanished whereabouts
With a naked eye
The pilot will decide
When to take a dive
Annihilation designed to
Divide you
To rise up enlightened
The size of a kaiju

True leap of faith
From the face of the earth
Elevation engaged
Separation of dirt
From the weightless
Brace for the impact
Pray the remains are intact

While I make an example
Out of the area
Intergalactic
Planetarium
Drift off a supernova overcharge
Grip on the oh shit bar
Finna dip in the starship

The sun and I
Are rather close these days
The sun and I
Are rather close these days
The sun and I
Are rather close these days
The sun and I
Are rather close these days

My aim is run with
The tracers
One with the ancients
Cadence in thunderous rage
And blast off
Not found on the map
Drawn back
Lost gallons of gas
In flash

Went and cashed out
With a mask off
Face to face
Now everybody back off
In a posture bent
On a ominous mission
The rockets are locked
In a launching position

We're lifting off

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• ethereal
• independent
• lyricism
• nmtrue
• outterspace
• spaceship
• underground
• Las Cruces