1. |
||||
|
I don’t know anything
Except that I’m pulling that string back
Marionette bringing on that cardiac
Heart pulsing when I’m breaking that contact
I don’t know anything
‘Cept my glass eyes saw everything
Never breathing, never blinking
You got complacent, now we’re taking
What we’re deserving
Fuck off a word in
Taking this shit and we’re burning
Make an example
Breaking the herd in
For the people we’re serving
I don’t know anything
Besides that we’re doing it different
Keep everyone living in fiction
Cut throat painted as ambition
I don’t know anything
Besides that you all fucked up
Take it all, tell us work hard enough
Get a cut, now we’re calling your bluff
Fuck
Take it all, take it all, take it all
And run
We don’t know anything
As design now kept in the dark
Told ignore that beating in your heart
Tear the whole thing down for a laugh
We don’t know anything
Except where to place these charges
At the foundations of the market
Then the fire spread off to the gardens
Hearing the murmurs
I’ve been observing
Watching the white in your eyes
You’re feeling nervous
Draw back the curtains
We’ve got our eyes on the prize
We know everything
Feel a little shift on the axis
Cause a little panic
Burning of the mattress
We know everything
Holding our fate up for ransom
“Get Yours” with abandon
So we’re taking your chances
|
||||
2. |
||||
|
Eyes wide, saliva dripping from fangs
Like the dinner bell rang
Said we’re carving our lane
And just ignore the chest pain
Aching, placing our stake in the flesh of the rest
Covered in blood, shouting we’re blessed
Rubbing hands as we’re squeezing the penny
Claws out and we’re joining the frenzy
Can’t hear the voice of many over decibels
Do you hear yourself?
The smell of blood an easy tell
Between the monsters under beds, we’re drawing parallels
Bodies in the back
Blessings up front
You hear me stuttering, not good at confronting
You colouring me a target, but picked a slumbering giant
Defiant of the status quo
I was stirring slow
But woke to this bullshit
Best be running quick
To be a little ironic
I lick my lips
Criticized the conflict but now I need my fix
The end of my wit, testing my spirit, I admit
Baring over yah, standing so tall so I eclipse
Casting the shade
Tired of the charade
You say yourself made
But your loyalty misplaced
Leavings bodies in the path of a race
No one is running
You’re not cunning
You’re becoming the monster under the bed
Bodies in the back
Blessings up front
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
Plugged in but never feeling connected
I’ve been checking my accounts, and I reckon any second
Last dollar be running out
Horrific thoughts running round
In my head, like was I worth it or better off dead
You best be dreading the minute I be stepping over the line
Get compensation for time we’re putting in
You’ve been packing the bags and stowing
We’re growing and sketching flags
So you’re knowing just who it is when we’re burning rags
Throwing over the gap
Like scrooge with dollar signs for eyes
Struggle to see part the I in prosperity
But me I’m seeing a target and we
In wealth, taking it for ourselves
Just how you taught us
We’re bridging wealth with a molotov
You’re income is not enough to stop us
Here us coming
See us blowing up
Time to take a cut
This guillotine is calling your bluff
Teeth showing
Blood thicker than what we’re we’ve throwing back
To keep us failing to act
We’re hungry
Stomachs empty
Save for the liquor, we’ll consider the muscles and skin
Molotovs flying, igniting to start cookin’
A cornered beast starving with lips licking’
Teeth baring, you’re swearing we’re grinning
Hard keeping it hidden, the spite and resentment
Thought you could hide behind the wealth and the fame
But the richest cuts cook the same
|
||||
4. |
Our Amputation II
01:32
|
|||
|
Ah, there’s the dead weight drop
Hope that the bleeding stops
Curse our failed tourniquet
Come too far now to quit
Or sew up
Let it drain out
Hold your breath now
Or you might drown
Hear the faint sound
Of watery speech
Drag up the beach
Gasping for air
Take a moment, that's fair
Then back to it
To our amputation
Our amputation
We need full composure
No quick glance over shoulder
Quick dab at the brow
Then hands on
Not feeling proud
But it’s paramount
That we don’t stop now
Keep biting down
On your proper nouns
Ignore screams of hyperbole
And twisted speech
You know what's real
You can still feel it through the anaesthetic
The way they struggle is pathetic
This is our amputation
Our amputation
|
||||
5. |
Ground Swell
03:12
|
|||
|
I’ve been stepping in
Shallow water with friction I feel it getting hotter
Each step rippling
The smell of blood bringing ‘em down after the slaughter
Feel like the crew ready to be a martyr for something better
A brighter future with capital letters
so setting headings where it is getting deeper
Above the neck so we’re drowning gatekeepers
A new set of leaders
We’re never coming down
An unbreakable wave, flow with all in our way
Just try stop us now
Six feet down, try twenty thousand leagues of watery grave
Like creatures from the shadowy depths
With limbs a plenty, we’re taking over the city
We’re shiny brightly, alluring
You find yourself unable to flaw the fables we’re writing
Make you a believer upon the first sighting
Fuck dipping a toe
Let water rise and flow
Feeling the ground swell
It's been years since I felt that I didn’t fear
An untimely demise, my vision unclear
Been sucking down the atmosphere counting minutes
Watching them disappear and me with ‘em
Never listened to the rhythm beating in my chest
Like a child that I was under house arrest
And me standing over with the stone composure
Left in the dark from under exposure
But now feel the weight of the world shifting
Open my eyes, look around you’re fucking kidding
Thinking to myself and grinning
I’m unstoppable, and I’m not finished
Fuck dipping a toe
Let water rise and flow
Feeling the ground swell
|
||||
Rhath Melbourne, Australia
Rap - Hip-hop - Melbourne
Australian rapper, producer and performer working under the name Rhath making
dark, introspective & lyrical hip-hop.
Feel free to support me on Patreon if you're into it:
www.patreon.com/Rhath
... more
Rhath recommends:
... Where You Must Rest Your Weary Bones
by El Huervo
Its groovy, its emotive and very cinematic. I discovered his work through the video game Hotline Miami, and a lot of his other work carries similar tones and feelings. Very strongly stylised.
go to album
Good Morning Passengers
by Albrecht La'Brooy
Some local relaxed house music. Great use of field recordings to bring it to life and create atmosphere.
go to album
Tantalising use of natural samples alongside complex soundscapes creates unbelievable atmosphere and emotion. This is an EP I simply lose my self in, so check it.
go to albumIf you like Rhath, you may also like:
Garden of Zen EP
by Jonny Faith
Melbourne beatmaker Jonny Faith offers up another set of sunny, head-nodding, jazzy downtempo, perfect for the fading hours of summer.
go to album
Adventures In Imperfection
by FatGyver
The Finnish breakbeat master returns with 10 new tracks built from dusky jazz, soul, and funk, guaranteed to move bodies & make minds spin.
go to album
Jamaican Drum Machine
by Gavsborg
featured on Bandcamp Radio Dec 15, 2020
go to album
