1. |
Spoken Intro
01:39
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Hello and thank you for listening to the weirdo
My name is Dylan Dent and these are a random collection of my thoughts
Allow me to extend my sonic handshake to make the ground quake and help put perspective in its place. You see
Sometimes I write a couple rhymes with no reason
Sometimes I put them all together so I can repeat them
And yeah sometimes they get a little deep
But this time I just wanna tell you about me
I am often off kilter. Always off centered
Awkwardly awesome and obvious rhyme killer
I am the personification of Nike socks and adidas shoes
I am the Pokémon that you'll always choose
I am more the happy to make music and share my views
I am a man that knows what I'm not
I am the kettle always pointing at the pot
I am hotter than cyan pan frying my rhymes
Coming out fresher than thyme turn on a dime
No matter how I'm doin I'm doin fine
That's contentment that comes from the savior calmin my mind
If you'd be so kind step into it see what you find
My flow is delicious my dreams are fictitious I know if you listen you'll capture the vision
I'm bout to go off just like nuclear fission
I'm just sharing my feeling I know that I'm not alone
I wonder how we're all keeping time without a zone
It's funny that we think we're alive we sold our souls to our foes for money power and things
Clippin the angels wings
Chasing after a throne like cersei tryna be queen
I know you know what I mean
We live in a broken system I defy it
I know it's rightfully so. Nice to meet you I am the weirdo
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2. |
Sticks and Stones
03:05
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I ain’t livin for the future or the past
So keep your eyes peeled gotta look fast
And even though I might finish last
I live for God and none of this trash
I’m empowered you can call me incredible
Got these fruits and no theyre not edible
They come from God see I’m talking bout the spirit bro
But that’s enough let me get up off my Jesus flow
I don’t know how I got so lyrical
It just happened you can call it a miracle
And be sure that I’ll brag on my Lord like your ride with 24s or suicide doors
I rep Christ and I fight for the silver metal
That means I’m second always checking on my pride level
I aint tryna spit heavy and be CHH
Im just a man talking bout what his life contains
I don’t know what you gon think
So I’ll just keep living free
I won’t be marked by society
Your sticks and stones will not hurt me
(x2)
I’m a prism for the one who is risen
Which means I shine his light and you don’t have to listen
Ima land on the ears im supposed to
I aint tryna land up on somebody’s poster
I’m not a Bible thumper or a Holy roller
But for the army of God I am a soldier
And till my last breath I’m fighting for my Savior
Same way you do when you tryna get that paper
Between us there are a few differences
Mainly what I do is significant
You climb a ladder, keep on climbing whens it ever end
No ladders here just stairways to heaven
I don’t know what you gon think
So I’ll just keep living free
I won’t be marked by society
Your sticks and stones will not hurt me
(x2)
Stick with me cause it gets kinda tricky
Im just tryna make music transparently and I know that means that you can see whats inside of me but
I don’t know what you gon think
So I’ll just keep living free
I won’t be marked by society
Your sticks and stones will not hurt me
Because Im a sheep that stays close to the Sheppard
I know that God got me forever and ever
So I’ll keep on walking no matter the weather
I know that I’m safe because God my umbrella
I know that youre feelin this flow
Cause it got the livin water in it bro
And theres no quid pro quo the water is free I thought you oughta know
I don’t know what you gon think
So I’ll just keep living free
I won’t be marked by society
Your sticks and stones will not hurt me
(x2)
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3. |
The Way I See It
03:37
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Everybody wants to start out on their good foot
Put on a front, and keep up with their good looks
But after one mean comment they get all shook
Their identity misplaced like your left sock
And try as you might you're not gonna shock me
I'm not cool and I don't pretend to be. But that's the coolest thing to me, a person with some honesty.
I'm just being who I gotta
And I'm a straight nerd just sayn words that you've probably heard.
But in this order might be absurd.
But I promise you it's not for the birds.
*Forget what you heard. Ima talk my talk till my jaw get sore
And it's not chore. You better get it right I'm itchin for this like I got head lice.
Skippin out on them Saturday late night.
Cause I'd rather stay at home and write
I will not conform to the patterns of this world
Keeping my paws off all these pretty girls
Cause I believe I'm livin for something more
Can't forget about the kingdom that I serve
We're wise in your own eyes.
To busy to see the truth because we're sipping on Caronna's
Saying we can sneak away because I don't think that they'll notice
Well I got some news for you
We're pacified in our passive lives tellin our passive lies.
But instead we should be undignified for the Lord.
Should be standing mesmerized by His word.
And I think we need to recognize, real eyes, realize, real lies
That's why I'm trying to walk by faith
Livin for my God, not whats in front of my face
Focus my eyes on the prize as I'm running this race
Pushin forward even if it's at a slow pace
Doin Anything else is just a disgrace
And I don't know why you'd ever diss grace
Talkin out ya neck. Stop Speaking sideways
Like rascal said, life is a highway
And I'm hoping that you drive safe
The way I see it, everybody's cheating, living for the weekend, everybody's sleeping.
Nobody's teaching... And nobody's leading (x2)
If you're a leader better stand up
If you're a leader better stand up
You see we've all been given power
And together we can shout louder
Don't care what anybody else thinks
Just remember two important things
Know yourself don't forget bout what you stand for
And forget the past. Keep pushing forward
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4. |
Sad Sunday
02:20
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My heart is broken
I wanna ask forgiveness but my mouth won’t open
I’m tearing up my soul with my actions lately
Fakin like I’m fine but I’m feeling hopeless
I know you know this
I know felt this getting reckless feeling helpless
God save me I hope I wreck less
Got these bruises on my chest where nobody else can see
Hide the pain, hide the shame I can never leave the spot I’m in now
Ask how it started well I don’t remember how
How’d it get like this let me reminisce
Let me sit back and react to the last few months years decades
Face facts why you acting how you act
Feel like you’re being haunted by these bad habits
So we look back at it found the source and it was truly tragic
Somebody touched you when you was a youngin
So now you touch yourself
Now you cut yourself
Now you puff and puff and pass on healthy form of help
You might chase what’s right but you ain’t waitin right?
We grabbin at what we can cause the present is all we have
But if beauty is out of reach we shuldn’t settle for trash
We shouldn’t settle for half bake hair brained half measures
Never make us better
Only last a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of forever
Only serve to makes us dirtier but we can be redeemed
We can be set free
We can leave the pain behind be cured of our disease
I know I can leave behind a hopeful legacy
But it’s not because of me you know I lean on Elohim
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5. |
Isolated Interlude
01:53
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I'm feeling blocked, feeling stopped, feeling locked up
Like a lion in the zoo, I'm feeling caged up
The devil got my life all rearranged up
Man I'm tired and I think I'm bout to hang it up
I'm feeling blue, in other words feeling down
And I feel like there's really no one around
To hear me when I make a sound. Cry for help, look around, I see water cause I'm drowning
Everyday I'm sad clowning
Fake a smile to appease my surroundings
Master of disguise so don't you think you found me
There was a noose around my neck
I was walking towards a tree
No longer did I believe
That I could be happy
Now I find myself
Conducting all of my surgeries.
Carving out my empathy.
So I can't love my enemies.
Or hear what people say to me
I feel like people's enemy
Don't know what's gotten into me
I'm skipping meals now I don't eat
Not talking to my family
I've been burned past the third degree
And now I'm lookin for relief
I feel like I should murder me
But I can't let these feeling rule my soul
Sometimes it's what you feel
Other times it's what you know
You're not alone in feeling alone
And I know we're all made for a purpose
And we should keep on breathing cause I'm worth it
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6. |
22
04:35
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(Hook)
Hugger pain confusion
Tell me how to use it
Don't know what to do when you're turning 22
Graduated college
Heads full of knowledge
Don't know what to do with it
Guess I'll just avoid the pit falls that will swallow up a lesser man
Money, sex, drugs
Let me tell you I ain't better than
These so called thugs on the streets and I understand
You just tryna make it out a bad situation
The system is broke so you got no hope
But still you run the race cause we got the highest stakes
I won't finish last
Compete with myself
I'm taking a crash course
In how to write these raps
By studying the greats
Past and present and I know it's not too late
To throw my hat in the ring
Maybe change the game
Yes I got a degree
But that don't mean I'm lame
Yo all that that means
Is that my plan B is sane
Plan A was these raps
For this middle class black
Yes I said that
I don't care about your street cred
I ain't out here actin hard
Killing people every weekend
I slinging on the corner
I ain't puffin on no reefer
I'm just tryna do my best
With taking my next steps
I don't have to stress
Don't have to be the best
I know that I can sleep
Cause I gave God all the rest
22
Hook (x2)
Destitution starin me in my face
Do I pursue my dream or commit to this rat race
Why step into an overcrowded industry
They say with my brain I'd do better academically
Well I, guess I chose passion over a price tag or nice bags
Keep the money, I don't want that
Hold up. Lemme check that
I know got some bills that'd take that check back
Like all this student debt
That's breathing all down my back
$200 a month
10yrs to pay em back
And I got off easy
Graduated early
Tuition that was in state
A scholarship to help me
But still I'm getting no sleep
Stressed out daily
Anxiety is rising
But still I'm saying
I'm thankful for the prince of peace that's bringin peace to me (x3)
Hook (x2)
I hate how much I think about myself
I know I know better
Money is not the key to wealth
I wish that I could put it on the shelf
But if I don't fill my cup then I'm no good to someone else
You see I just wanna give back
I don't really care if I even make a dollar off these raps
But I hope to have the influence to push someone along
I want to spread some hope when people listen to my songs
And I hope that maybe one day
Escape the red tape of professional development
Just running for the hell of it
Or better yet you can call me
A rotisserie chicken because I'm scared to chase to chase my dreams
I don't know what the future holds
But until that cold wind blows
Ima act like Ima blow up or do something big
So one day you could look up and say I'm proud of that kid
And I can tell the world what my God did
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7. |
Medusa
02:44
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New comer to the game
Only 22 but feel like I started late
So I'm comin like a flood better open up the gates
I got passion in my blood that can never be replaced
Shoot for the moon and you'll land among the stars
That's what what they said when I was on the monkey bars
Now that I'm grown I wonder if they know
**That the nearest star is actually the sun and if you shoot for the moon and miss you'll most likely end up floating in space until you die... anyways**
I started writing without the meaning of a 16
Or what a 16 could mean
Or what my 16s could be
Or that bars could actually set you free
I'm a man just tryna follow my dreams
I'm a man just seein what I could be
I'm a man. That's what they told me
But maaaaaaaan, I'm feelin greener that a spinach leaf
*I'm hustlin hoping that you'll see me
Music comin to ya stone cold like medusa
Whittling my soul just to give it straight to ya
You already know. Pray the fakes get exposed. Pray the real reach their goals don't stop me I'm on a roll
(x2)
Tell me what you see. Feel like I'm bursting at the seams
I won't give you what you want. I give you what you need
I don't claim to know it all. I just call it how it seems
Treat my brain like the liquor. Think responsibly
You see I know myself. I monologue internally
Stressing about wealth. I'm hoping that I'll see the green
Don't want the fame but I really hope my art gets seen
To glorify your name, that's the reason that my heart beats
I'm running off of hope. In still livin at home
Battlin my past tryna live and let go
I'm funny guy but my pen don't joke
So when I write these rhymes don't expect a punchline I might get a little clever but I'll always will expose
The fact of the matter or the matter fact
In fact, I break my back for rap
My hoodie up I'm black
No going back from that
(Hook)
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8. |
Running/Scared
06:29
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I'm on a quest. I'm running straight out of my nest
I'm running from death. Running from what happens next
I'm running from life. Running straight outta my mind
I'm running from time. I wonder how far I can climb
I'm running from stress running pests running from tests
Cause I want it easy don't make me queazy put me to rest
I'm resisting arrest with my hands in the air I'm saying a prayer
I'm under duress. Cause these aren't water guns that they aim at my chest
I'm running from justice. Cause I'm too distrusting
I'm running from safety. Cause it never saved me
I'm running from feelings. Cause I need some healing
I might be crazy. But only one man living ever saved me
I'm running from hurt running from pain running from loss
I'm running to joy running to gain. I run to the cross
I'm running to power. In my final hour
I ran out of rhymes... I'm gone
I'm scared of the future, scared of the past, scared of the present
I'm scared of death, I'm scared of hell, I'm scared of heaven
I'm scared of love. Because I can not give it
I'm way to passive, I'm to distracted, I'm too indifferent
I'm scared of losing. I'm scared of winnin
Because power corrupts. And my soul can be frigid
I'm scared of rejection. I need protection
But when that pain left me. I learned my lesson
I'm scared of resting. Can't fall behind. I'm scared of relief
But I'm tired of pushing. Tired of pressing. I just want peace
I'm scared of pain. I don't want gain Won't open my soul.
I feel deranged. I'm scared of these things and so many more
I'm scared that this industry'll eat me alive
I'm scared that my stomach does not match my eyes
I'm scared that my mind will run out of rhymes
I'm scared of the truth that I'll one day find
I'm scared that I'll spend to much time on the road
Im scared I'll end up just dying alone
I'm scared of what I could become
And I know that I shouldn't be scared of these things
Cause I gotta shield and I will not yield and will not budge
Cause I got the power. I got the power. Power of love
So I'll stand my ground against all of these fears and all of these doubts
Because my Gods, love will never run out (x2)
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What is black? A color or a state of being
Cause it seems like the state of things is hating things
Skin color to the place you lay your head
Everybody fears what they cannot understand
On the surface we can look so different
But underneath we got the same composition
A few changes in our cells got us thinking
That one is better than the other. Let that sink in
Everybody sharing their opinion
No matter if it's fact or it's fiction
That leaves a youngin with a million definitions
Of blackness. The fact is thats hapless
This black kid did the mathematics
And saw his own blackness on blacklists
Decided to become an actor
So he wasn't eaten by raptors
I gave them what they wanted. I put on a front
I gave them what they wanted, just to shut em up
I am, tired of fakin
I am, tired of hatred
I am, tired of waiting
I don't, wanna forgive
No more, answering questions
No more, being suspected
No more, feeling rejected
I don't, wanna forgive
(X2)
What is black? Still looking for a definition
High school still struggling with a lack of vision
Growing up I was catching heat from both sides
Brain fried. Hands tangled like a bow tie
Black folks, white folks, calling me an Oreo
Black skin, white talk, something I was always told
I feel like I'm all alone someone tell me where to go
Hatred is around the corner something I wish I was told
Experienced racism, 14 yrs old
Said I couldn't date your daughter had my teenage psyche blown
Self worth went down the drain with the psychological pain
Didn't know my black skin could be bringing your family shame so I
Sit and sulk sullen silence as my brain dies just tryin to define this Culture that I claim. First I'm feeling kinda lame. Then I'm feel kind a cool. Then I'm feelin used. Why you treat me like a tool
From birth we're being organized and sorted
This is the kind of thinking that needs to be aborted
See there's nothing wrong with definition
But when definitions cause division then it's prolly time to change our vision
And I think we need to turn around. Before we find out that we ran our country straight into the ground
I am, tired of fakin
I am, tired of hatred
I am, tired of waiting
I don't, wanna forgive
No more, answering questions
No more, being suspected
No more, feeling rejected
I don't, wanna forgive
(X2)
I am black. But I'm scared to admit it
My fist is held low I'm not fully with it
Middle class black kid raised with folks who tolerate ya
No clap back kid. Too afraid to speaking up.
Gun toting confederates are livin down the road
But still I fake a smile to appease your fragile soul
I wanna stand for justice but don't wanna lose my friends
So I will just sit quietly. Wait for the world to end. There are
Zimmermans around the corner
Keep the hood down I ain't tryna meet the coroner
See nowadays I think that it's always up to me to make sure you don't perceive how I dress or how I speak as just a thug up on the streets
I'm still scared to walk around after sunset
That don't rhyme but it's still true
Ain't been the same since Trayvon
Cause he coulda been me
I could be dead in the streets
I am, tired of fakin
I am, tired of hatred
I am, tired of waiting
I don't, wanna forgive
No more, answering questions
No more, being suspected
No more, feeling rejected
I don't, wanna forgive
(X2)
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10. |
One Chef in the Kitchen
03:15
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Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't blink or you'll miss it
I'm schemin on a come up you wanna make sure you listen
This is just the beginning
Time is helping the vision
Let me tell you now there's only one chef in the kitchen
Wait til I get a clique down
Comin out like click blow
Makin this on my iPhone
My pocket project get down
Wait til I get my money up
You might think it's funny Bruh
But this is not a game for me
I'm way more than serious
Way far from delirious
I'm cool calm collected
I put my soul on pages
I'll leave you to dissect it
Let's get this on the record
I am not a fad
I do not plan to fizzle out. It's best not to get mad
And if you choose to hate on me you best get out the way
Cause you know your boy is hungry and this rap games my buffet
I've already got a will.
I'm looking for a way
So keep your ears wide open and please listen when I say
Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't blink or you'll miss it
I'm schemin on a come up you wanna make sure you listen
This is just the beginning
Time is helping the vision
Let me tell you now there's only one chef in the kitchen
(x2)
Funny thing about dreams
can't achieve them if you sleep
That why I dream in days leaving me in such a haze
What is real? What is fake
The world may never know
My philosophies can harken back to that of tootsie rolls
There's not much in my control
I'm not on earth for long
So I'm taking no half measures when I'm making every song
I'm giving all you honesty cause that is all I got
The money fades, the music fades. I know my soul will not
That why I choose to sacrifice my life in such a way
That I'm leaving the earth better than it was when I first came
Life's too short nobody lives forever
But if we work together we can create something better. Like a
Multifaceted rapper
Lover of folk and I'm laughing
Cause you think I'm a disaster
But I'm just serving my master
While i am chasing my passion
I might not know the system.
Just know I got a soul that is willing to be exposed like a villain
Ready to take down two buildings
And It's not about fame
I don't have to change the game
I'm in it for the culture. Wanna help you through some pain
I'm just sharing my experience cause I know I'm not alone
Im sharing my experience. If you feel me let me know
Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't blink or you'll miss it
I'm schemin on a come up you wanna make sure you listen
This is just the beginning
Time is helping the vision
Let me tell you now there's only one chef in the kitchen
(x2)
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Dylan Dent Roanoke, Virginia
Hey. I’m Dylan Dent. I’m an independent artist residing in Roanoke, VA. I write and produce all of my own music. Hope you enjoy.
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