[Defcee]
Rewindin game tapes, tryin not to hate the player.
Rich in detail: sweaters dryin on radiators.
Broke in life: joy means more with less ends.
Envy is a liar, and resentment is its best friend.
False idols, they own persona the golden calf,
just a pokerface droppin off of a broken man.
River of folded hands, every smile he shows a sham
after a life of tryna prove that kindness is in low demand.
Rap retirement plan? Like I got a choice.
These rhymes would haunt me every day like my father’s voice.
Iris like a tree ring when I’ve wept psalms,
Everything welcome in my cypher except loss.
Anything that was handed to me had strings attached
by people who’d reduce me to dust with a finger snap.
Felt like nobody wanted to bring me back / stuck
too far under thin skin to clip the sting from that.
[Wally Wess]
[Wally Wess]
Rats
Maybe was the Cherry blossom scent
Very awesome sin
A vision
I would save for later
But
Never got to smell her
Just imagined like a failure
If you inhaled her say hell yeah
Music make worlds go round
You could be at my show
I’d never know
Yo Wess I love your music bro
Money make the world go round
I was a square
Since I failed to shape up
Got passed on let go
With every fleeting simple show of interest
Yeah I gas em
I gas her
Make her wanna give that ass up
High quotes from the pussy pastor
I be tryna save face
Wishing not to play the savior
Ay but here I am
Caped up Kupo
Gangster like Capone was
They say you can’t love the [redacted]
YOU can’t
Cause Ima stay and cater
On YouTube
Rewinding game tapes
Trying not to hate the players
credits
from ceenick,
released December 4, 2020
(A. Levin, J. Shered, B. Williams)
supported by 11 fans who also own “Non Sequitur feat. Wally Wess”
This album is an impressive feet of writing and sound design. Kill sets such an incredible mood throughout the record, and the writing is consuming, reflective, full of dark humor, and the weight of life. Easily one of favorite albums to drop this year. Bloodmon$y Perez
supported by 11 fans who also own “Non Sequitur feat. Wally Wess”
Steeped in cool-tone sounds that nod to ’90s greats Tribe, Gang Starr, and Souls of Mischief, this record channels the spirit of the Chicago everyman, propping up the notion that true power belongs to the people. Roberto Johnson