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Phoenix EP

by Empire Project Music

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1.
Forever 03:26
HOOK: Only room for the ride or dies, Know, we in this shit together, Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd, Forever. Out to show em why you never say neverrrr They say the good die young, Well Imma live foreverrrrr. Forever. VERSE: I’m through with playing the good guy, It’s either you stood by, or saw me waving goodbye. Did you say that you believe in me, Or you’ll be leaving me? Cause I’m in this bitch, long as I’m fucking breathing. You knew what it was from the jump, I never switched up. So why the mix up? I never st-- studdered or hiccuped, uhhh Until the EKG is fucking missing this beat, I’ll never kiss a bitch feet, Until it’s mission complete. “Oh, you’re so talented”, they tell you after talent shows, “you gotta grow up someday, and find the balance though”. Backhanded compliments, Wasn’t lacking the confidence, Only maybe the common sense Maybe plaques and accomplishments, [Like I] wasn’t grasping the consequence. Nobody was buying it, huh? Fucking defiant, Oh, Y’all thought I was lying, When I said I was willing to die trying? Like I’m afraid to dig my own damn grave And fucking lie in it, Lemme know who you ridin’ wit HOOK: Only room for the ride or dies, Know, we in this shit together, Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd, Forever. Out to show em why you never say neverrrr They say the good die young, Well Imma live foreverrrrr. Forever. VERSE 2: I got a vendetta, I got a grin that twinkles, You’re not a trendsetta, Y’all are rip van winkles. So, Good Morning, grab a mug, grab a K cup, It’s gon look a little different when you wake up. Tell me that I’m trash, Tell me how I sound too, Fuckers know, I will rap circles around you. Like Imma sit here and beg you for your fucking respect. Last I checked, Your opinion don’t cut my fucking checks. Tired of being polite, Fuck it I’m sick, Under your skin, I’m a tick. Stubbornest, son of a bitch, I’m coming to get it, Fucking addict-ed, Coming to button a lip, Something for critics, Wondering whether I’m dumb or I’m thick You love me to give, up love me to quit, But fuck it, I’m never succumbing to it. Trying to rip me apart at the seams, Dissuade me to follow my heart and my dreams, my poetry, art and my scenes, it’s all just a part of my means, But shout to my critics, For all of the mean shit, Behind the keyboard, Behind the screen when, You comment and scream, But thank you for all the hate that inspires my writing, and thank you for all of the streamsss When you got Worldstar bitching, Got the new school mad at you, Old heads ain’t even proud of you, Just was something we had to do. So if it makes you feel better bout it, have at it dude, Still gonna cop an attitude, Till the day I sing out of tune. Good luck, tryna, throw me, off with, petty, words. And before you comment, Try to come up with something I ain’t already heard. Fuckin’ never-gonna-bes are calling me a wannabe, Long as I got a beat, non-believers, get no apologies. HOOK: Only room for the ride or dies, Know, we in this shit together, Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd, Forever. Out to show em why you never say neverrrr They say the good die young, Well Imma live foreverrrrr. Forever. VERSE 3:: So ask me why I’m murdering every beat that I’ve heard It’s just to be the beast of burden, and make you feast on your words, Swallow your fucking tongue, to completely defeat the purpose, Your opinion seems to be worthless, if every release is perfect. So try and tower over me, I’ll never cower over beef, Spend hours over beats, You got no fucking power over me! “That’s the business, isn’t it? Sad but it’s true, ---“I don’t know if you can really do for me, what I can do for you.” Try to belittle me, Instill me with fear, But you don’t scare me and We can’t be compared, So lemme be clear. The underdogs are on ya tail, Just look in your rear, View. ---Objects in the mirror, Are closer than they appear. I see the jealousy startin’ to bleed through, Starting to think you might be afraid that we gon beat you They tell me never bite that hand that feeds youuuu, But fuck it, I don’t need you.
2.
What if it’s a lie Every word I write in my songs Maybe admitting I’m wrong Is the first step to righting my wrongs Always fighting my own battles What if they were right all along All I ever wanted was for you to be proud of me You were just looking out for me, I took it as doubting me But the voice, in the back, of my head, is growing louder, it’s be Ginning to shout at me Now how do I face this shit All my relationships That get swept to the side so I can chase this shit I’m losing faith in All that I’ve created, just Have been afraid to admit that I’m afraid to miss Might wanna switch, spend my life on the day shift, becoming complacent And let my paychecks, go to war with my patience And I don’t know how you’ll take this never thought I would say this But today I just may quit I might quit I’m struggling cause I want it so bad The thought of giving it up, is driving me fucking mad And it’s challenging, while I’m balancing all of that And the calendar spinning out of control, and out of my grasp A paradox, and I’m in a bout with my past Another night being haunted by all the doubt in my path My train of thought has derailed, it’s headed offa the tracks But I’m never quitting, until the coffin is latched We suffer in silence, our voice will fade We wait for our time, then we runaway Alone we have fallen, alone we have fallen The next Michelangelo doesn’t believe he’s anything special The next Shakespeare never picked up a fucking pencil What if Da Vinci thought that he, couldn’t be influential All the wasted potential Kinda fucks with your mental When I was young, my mama knew it all And she told me I could do it all She told me I’d become the star I was conceived to be Nowadays, she’s the only one who believes in me Or so it seems Boulevard of broken dreams Hopes leaking through open seams Stitches to try and slow the stream Just poetry and reams Distant memories All the Goals that became reveries [I made] promises to myself that I’ll forever keep They call us dreamers but we never sleep Until the wheels fall off Until I’m ashes Until I’m but a pile of bones, laid in a casket I’ve had my ass kicked But I was asking, for it Maybe I got what I wished for But in order to bask in glory You gotta suffer I was gasping And now I’m smothered It almost killed me, but now I’m tougher I found the real me, and I’m a stubborn one, won’t sacrifice my dreams for comfort I see it differently, people wonder why I lost my brother, he was twenty-five It’s a funny life Tomorrow isn’t promised so today I’m gonna try It comes to mind Every time I see a butterfly A smile can hide so much Sometimes I wanna cry It’s just another lie Then I remember why I’m here In order to truly, feel alive You gotta know what it feels like, to wanna die I’m struggling cause I want it so bad The thought of giving it up, is driving me fucking mad And it’s challenging, while I’m balancing all of that And the calendar spinning out of control, and out of my grasp A paradox, and I’m in a bout with my past Another night being haunted by all the doubt in my path My train of thought has derailed, it’s headed offa the tracks But I’m never quitting, until the coffin is latched We suffer in silence, our voice will fade We wait for our time, then we runaway Alone we have fallen, alone we have fallen
3.
Ain’t it funny Ain’t it funny You can be anything when you’re 10 But forget about it at 20 They tell you in your teens You could blow up, some day When you tell em bout your dreams dey say grow up, one day I just wanna be the poster child For kids with fucked up lives Who wanna make something of themselves I am the face of a generation Of teenage rage and angst Sick of sitting on the upper shelf I’m the disappointment The degrees, the diplomas, the God-damn, dirty dust collectors We are the children, of children of immigrants Who came to this land, in hopes to do better but oh I guess ya never know But maybe roses Really do grow in, concrete And may my blood my sweat and tears, fucking soak in To this towel I’ll never throw in Now I think we can do anything World in my palms, I look to the sky I close my eyes and I spread my wings I believe we can fly I believe we can fly I believe we can fly I believe we can fly They were selling the American dream and I bought it Then told me it was too hard to catch and I caught it The land of the Law of Attraction could happen to you, and it happens to me, cause I thought it Boy you’re destined And you’ll always be tested So keep your head up, never let up, never let i Is what my grandfather told me on his deathbed And I’m doing it with my bestfriends So never wonder why I’m so muhfucking stubborn Cause there almost never was a me, will never be another And I’ll never get enough of, livin’ dreams Know that I’m in my prime, 17 So may the fire inside you never die Cuz you’ll probly never get another chance You can fly, they told us This dream, they sold us I’m starting to think we can Now I think we can do anything World in my palms, I look to the sky I close my eyes and I spread my wings I believe we can fly I believe we can fly I believe we can fly I believe we can fly

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released April 16, 2020

Lyrics: Nico Araco
Music: Kyle Wolf
Art: Collin Estrada
MIx Engineer: Steve "Rock Star" Dickey
Mastering: Chris Athens

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