Tuesday, August 1, 2017

yagamidark(prod. by aloeight)

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)

stranded
eligh (don't have his lyrics)


prod. by aloeight



light descends
over obscure
cognitive tombstones
graveyards
blotted with doomed souls
completely oblivious
to the pen
that digs their new homes
just a sentence
could put an end
to their bloom
prone

entire root structures
decay and collapse
crumble
riding lightning
as thunder rumbles
fading to black

the sun moves
its planets tumble
trailing in back

relativity

we will eventually crash
but by then
we will have come and gone
millenniums past
but perhaps
we will have developed technology
able to stop the end
and prevent the orbit
from falling into its grasp

who knows
possibility is infinity
two fold
many are lost
ignorant
as they walk
where truth roams
so used to what’s false
they contribute frost
to what’s already too cold
they need to alter the phase
dig into the hearts of their brains
blossom
unravel
as they walk
in shadows
cast by thoughts
when they’re flames

for
contemplation
will catapult you to things
spooky action at a distance
sparks
stars apart
can establish ignition
substantially divert a path
in an instant
some destinations are reached
despite the traveler’s intention
sometimes all it takes
is a lepidopteran wing flap intervention
and the waves of a tsunami
crash in the distance

chain reactions
the subtle ways
of magic’s existence

hiding right behind the pursuit
so no matter where it looks
it’s not in its view
camouflaged
by the tracker’s cognitive loop
inattentional blindness ensues
it goes unnoticed
like donkey lips
on fox
2002
he died
because jessica alba’s so cute
an ‘x’
a ‘5’
a ‘4’
a ‘5’
and a ‘2’
one of the most remarkable specimens
the manticore project produced

much like eyes only
i only have eyes for the truth

an observer
the world in which i wander
is huge
a single chamber
in a honeycomb the size of our moon


which means
if you made a chart
you’d still see the entire pie
if my slice was removed
you become more narrow
the wider your view
perspective
is an explosion
that results in a vestige
an rogue interloper
that renders what’s shown ineffective
an omnivoyant approach
will always broach misconceptions
that subdue hidden jewels
that would bestow you with lessons





Sunday, July 16, 2017

shadowphysics(prod. by 7th galaxy)

written and performed by stranded

prod. by 7th galaxy


furya
silver corneas
photonic formulas
a creature of the dark
ignites
soft light euphoria
eyes gently glow
calm energy
splashing out of them
suspended above a forest
abrupt obscurity
shrouding him
exoskeleton
his vessel enveloped
in a cloud of limbs
he unusually flies
moving through the sky
like an owl swims
armed with a scowl grin
he gazes at the land below
creating chronomantic holes
for any who abandon growth
ending their time
with a carefully contrived
pedantic blow
transfixed
by the disorienting trails
of a clock’s hands that slow
flux capacitor
patched
with a sequestrian manifold
march on the universe
with an army
built in the phantom zone
strange
psychotic
vast
anachronistic
lunar life form
skywalker blood
nightborn
dim
muted lightstorm
i glitch amidst the stars
flicker against the ocean floor
defiladed consciousness
my software isn’t open-source
a roaming shadow
a ronin
walking with a broken sword
or does it just have
partial invisibility cloaking on
you defend
according to
where you think
the end of the sword is
and therefore
get stabbed
when you’re certain
that it’s a sure miss
i am shadow
a member
of a rare species of outworlders
hailing from an amaterasu
noctilucent cloud forest
my jagan fuming
an aura of violet
blooming
profound currents
the more i exude it
the more the light illuming
is malnourished
the embers consumed
extinguished
through the use
of umbral manipulation
dark defiant druidry
triangulated initiation

the sky vivids
beneath the weight
of the implications
the change in momentum created
by a silent eclipse instated
only time will tell
if what i’ve unveiled
is divination
i hope when i reach the future
i’m able to find
my vision sated

and if not
may i be blinded
i don’t want to see my world
unfurl
with hollow space inside it
what matters most
devoured
by a swirl
that permeates my eyelids
a void
absorbing what’s in my heart
like langoliers
working hard
to erase what drives it

completely unrelated
a torch unhides
a portal
that contains a door
through time
that travels to
before our marrow was formed
by what allowed us
to soar through the sky
foraging wide
prepared to swallow
any prey we could afford
with our eyes
but
atrophied
they collapsed
to be absorbed
by our spines
perhaps
to be reactivated
fastforward in time

humans are so stupid
lying dormant inside
the solution is evolution
you must transform
if you want to fly






Wednesday, July 12, 2017

dimethyltriptomars(prod. by anübis dōhji)

written and performed by sea/swordz (pronounced:  sea of swordz)

prod. by anübis dōhji


 a severed hand
holding a man
as a triangular
hyperspace expanse
makes his head expand

an animated skeleton
coming out of a gap
in one dimension
from another
underground
all relaxed
as if it's done
more inter-dimensional travel
than quinn mallory has
a pink sky
with one cloud
at its back
face like a terminator
without its mask
glowering
perhaps
at some sort of
advanced technological hourglass

could this object
found in its grasp
be responsible
for some ominous
hour to pass
where are the rest
of the tentacles
that that invisible octopus has

is that woman's head
in a trophy case
appearing as if
it is in the midst
of a lycanthropic change
is it in some sort of fluid
if this picture was moving
would we be watching
it float away
i see a lot of smoke
no flames

are we seeing
the unidentified flying 'o'
arrive
or go away

and why are those buildings
seemingly weightless
in pieces
separated
is that how they were designed
or is there
an invisibility device
that they are strategically
being erased with

what is the significance
of the triangle
missing in the table
being penetrated
by one of the mysterious
cephalopodic appendages

is that rabbit in a hat
slash
semi-spherical ball
a magician's trick

is it all an illusion
being viewed
from the perspective
of where the audience would sit

he put his hand
through a window
being seen
from the side
what goes in
doesn’t seem to arrive
but on another screen
he provides
you see the scene
i previously described

and who the hell
is that old man
can it be
that he is being held
by his own hand



Thursday, July 6, 2017

atinyemptiness(prod. by dirtylosttapes)

written and performed by stranded


prod. by dirtylosttapes





…i’m not even close
to who i should be
at most
too insubstantial
to even constitute being a ghost
doomed to endure
a lack of wind
at sea all alone
the density that my soul achieves
is weaker than smoke

a shell of myself
at best
a pale silhouette

playing out a snail’s build to death
by a zillion breaths
you don’t quite understand
the gravitational force
the situation
and the weight it supports

caught in the embrace
of a sensationless torque
that wrenches one away from their source
a maelstrom
the size of the sea of space
swarming with sharks
compressed into a tiny emptiness
that pulls you apart
if you wish to know
why i’m most comfortable
where the darkness is yo
it’s ‘cause much of the light
that i’ve come to know
is artificial
positivity typically equates
to the laud it gets you
you fake fucks can eat
an entire mech’s arm of missiles
i wholeheartedly welcome
the tenth avatar of vishnu
may hell come for you all
the fall paroxysmal
just because i hate
don’t mean i don’t love
my heart’s official
feelings aren’t contingent
on comprehension
you’re monolingual
make an effort
to learn my language
you ain’t no participle
you don’t get to decide
i mean something i don’t
shit’s far from simple
rosetta stone
when it’s thrown
the pond will ripple
for
the truth extends itself
to the sharpest mentals



pretty soon
tomorrow
stars won’t find our globe
the sky alone
erased
by an opaque biodome
what evidence do you have
that humans affect the climate’s mode
by the time proof
will be enough for fools
that door cannot be closed
much of what they choose
provides the future
with a somber tone



the significance
of the successful
siege on scarif
by a rogue
evolution
although obscured
garishness hides below
the threat
of anachronistic steampunks
buried within a cryo-hole
and the transformations
these three experience
until their time explodes
flash to where tomorrow dwells
just slightly after
there was a blast
stars fell
like bar bells
the size of africa
for any assassination
weapon market’s spectacular
they got an aerosol blowdart
with a flux capacitor
it circumvents time
and wanders through quantum apertures
to teleport specks of sawdust
to the hearts of draculas
PEACE
to the knowledge
self-arcwelded passenger
his meditation prompts
a heartfelt allelic massacre
mutations in the dark well
the skull-enveloped scavenger
you’re a pilot
you’re brain and your body
are like a mazinger
seventh galactic hotbox
spliffs mad long
suicide with a shotgun
shit’s that strong
it’s like a mech
using its cannon
as a big ass bong
the smoke leaves the barrel
like a dispatched bomb
a pyramid shapeshifts
its bricks transform
and it creeps across the desert
like it’s six past dawn
a lotus floats distinguished
in a pitch black pond
guarded by a buddha
looming ten flats tall
an abyss with no identity
frozen by splintering
once again intact
after perhaps
being gone for an infinity
a kyber-cell loss of energy
a sabre caught shimmering
photovoltaic inverting
in the throes
of decay and entropy
being blind
chirrut used the eyes
of a synesthete
he formed images
through the act
of meticulous listening

using a lightbow
to snipe far away enemies
and when he was taken
to see gerrera
they made sure that he couldn’t see
stupid cats
should’ve used headphones
that canceled noise

killed two senses at once
republic android
reprogrammed and deployed
to see that his former camp is destroyed
with the rebel clan that he joined

swordz
mirror
stranded
a/void
we all prefer
that the planet was void of humans
who won’t advance from a koi
extinction
if you don’t choose to evolve
like powder kegs
like daenerys being consumed by a star
with countless eggs
360 expansion fan
dragon wave-propegation
the blast unfolds
with adiabatic approximation
exploding so fast
it lacks emblematical oxidation
for
the temperature stays consistent
for the emphatic shock’s duration
obscurity doesn’t indicate
something that isn’t plentiful
it just means
it’s not widely acknowledged
it’s a hidden truth
you don’t know the ratio
of elements that we inhale
unless you analyze
what the air that we breathe entails
so much goes unnoticed
when you don’t look
you don’t see as well

however
the reverse can be as well

peace to side b
learn how to work that akai piece
i got dibs on your first fly beat
as long as josh peace
but back to this beautiful
piano-laden drum track
dirtylosttapes with blunt wraps
mosaic gun clap
the power of wisdom
twin cipher ammunition
the blast
like alex’s sibling
with panoramic vision
we wreak havoc on those
who go into a trance
and listen

in a zone
their heads explode
like an aneurysm
silk road shooting range
many weaponz on display
body shaped silhouettes
surrounding where the bullets sprayed
all but what you’re shooting at
intact
mazinga finger glock
precisely disintegrate a target
with a single shot
if you’ve ever witnessed
what that particular pistol does to cats
your hair will super saiyan
if you hear me cock that knuckle back
you can’t avoid the slug’s impact
it’s much more difficult than that
each shot’s
got a deoxyribonucleic-hunting app
ammo
made from extra-earth skeletal alloys
extracted from the spines
of stellar metallic cowboys
and voluntarily
on some kimmimaro kekkei genkai
the growth of hyperbaric
splinter-starmetal insides
reconfigured spinal discs
extinction level impact
equipped with go-go gadget combs
to part and push your wig back
skulldozer
thousand petal lotus
with the stem snapped
traces of a moth’s blood
smudged
no longer intact
ink brushed from a page

by a monk with a plague

swept underneath
a secret lurked a dungeon
in chains

but later liberated
it emerges unscathed
like a bird from its cage
to finally serve its purpose
engraved

and walk the earth
ablaze
purple flames
my jagan erupts
a horde of auric dragons
surf your veins
as my katanas touch
imagery is conjured
from the energy that i conduct
strung together
with a web
of indigoic viaducts

over time
i’ve come to know
that i don’t cry enough

and even still
i have yet
to let my arid eyes well up
this is just how it’s occurred
it’s not meant
or preferred
it just is
what it is
i’ve observed
but i’ve recognized the value
of a dissonant purge
i just haven’t been able
as of yet
to trigger the urge
or could it be
my tears have been
reconfigured as words
and i’ve laid my head
on the shoulders
of particular birds
the specific ones
to which
thewalkingstick has referred
without a flock
who chose not
to see ‘within’ as a blur





Tuesday, July 4, 2017

inwardstellarframework(prod. by cyborg 303)

written and performed by stranded


produced by cyborg 303



tumbleweed scuffle
under water
with swords made of flame
but they don’t disturb the water
its fluid state is sustained
the fire is more an image
than a temperature thing
but that’s not to say
that the ignition’s
not an instant away
the ripples of transcension
don’t exhibit decay
they’re a bubble
that keeps expanding
while its density stays
conjured
a dragon made of fire
swims in a rage
no horizon
the dark comprises
every inch of the blaze
fucks you up like goku
with wrenches for days
light reduction
the sun conducting monkey business
with shade
what was before
nothing more than a vestigial stain
a tale
to be told
to those
who descend from the pain
candyman mythology
the horror of childhood dreams
materialize on earth
in a subservient cloud of bees
a legend is not as much
what it was
as how it’s seen
its measure
is the amount that believes
powerful seeds
once sown
these myths sprout into plants
flowers
and trees
that trickle down
like gallons
that span mountains
with streams
the convolution of veins
that protrude from the range
curiosity mass produces
mad fruit for the brain
this cyborg’s music
is a beautiful thing
somehow
it alludes to a strange
distant future that changed
the way that horn toots
is insane
especially
in cahoots with the way
that drum loop is arranged
similar
to an indian sort of flute
when it’s played
and the effect
on a snake’s movement
that’s presumably made
i’m moved to allow myself
to be removed from my cage
and explore
a new obscure evolutional stage

forged
my cocoon torn
the mutant of blades
exhumed from a storm
with all the swords
that bloomed in the grave
in the shadows
our atoms plot
to improve what they shape
in some inhabitants
their appetites
soon are assuaged

cataclysm
everlasting wisdom
bestowed
a flame established
in the middle of snow
twenty below

it tolerates the wind
as it blows
shimmers
but holds
the principle
represented by the alchemist’s stone
philosophy
transforms anything into gold
contemplation finds mutation
at the end of its road

the more you think
the more you sink
into a hole
swirling
like a cinnamon roll
into your soul
in the throes
of a gentle maelström
a tunnel to wonderland
a sojourn
that even seldom
dummies don’t understand
two birds in the bush
are rarely worth one in the hand
“i’m humble”
aren’t the words
of a humble child
woman
or man
phantasmagorical grams
cause my lungs to expand
and they magnify all the data
i put under my lamp
i see as clear as the substance constructed
after bunson-ing sand
i scroll through neuroholograms
to summon guns to my hands
disinter jewels
hidden
from the most industrial scans
like echo hunters
indigenous
to the umbral under lands

deep gnomes
tapping on stones
to track what they hold
by paying close attention
to the refraction of tones

even their keen ears
can miss the path that is shown

and no one listens better
than these cats
on the globe
mental manipulation of shadows
is known as umbrakinesis
when you behave
as if you have a remote
but what do you call it
when you’re the one
beneath the shadow’s control
when your every action
is decided
by light’s absence alone
slightly lit
i exist in a world
blacker than coal
but such pressure
has been known
to yield spectacular stones
shinigami apples
fibonacci fractals explode
we’re surrounded by patterns
that extend labyrinths below
the dimension of which
when measured beneath
examining close
the further in you zoom
somehow
they seem to actually grow
this lagomorph hole
an intrepid theoretical swirl
the depths that unfurl
are like leaping
off the edge of the world
just to discover
where you were
was just a speck of the mural
this sets off elucidation
like menes spitting ‘dural’

tossed in rumination
your whole perspective is hurled
your comprehension upended
a 3d structure twisted
into other dimensions
and even then
that wouldn’t cover
but so much of existence
the complexity of the physics
is like a tesseract
crumbled up and disfigured

to quantify it
would require hundreds of digits
and john nash formulas
scribbled in clusters
on windows

the most abknormal
out of all of the kninja
blades precipitate from clouds
he manifests with his fingers
a tragic storm on the forecast
perpetual winter
all shadows and grains of sand
telekinetically rendered

shrapnel
from a grenade
that genetically splinters
and crashes into the brains
of the most perceptive of listeners
mutating
the cellular whispers
hybrid code tether constrictors
reach forth
to what hasn’t yet been configured
and methodically wrap themselves
around telepathic pictures
programmed
with a direct
but nonthreatening signature
commands wander
as they will
to where they’re destined to venture






Monday, June 19, 2017

starcities(prod. by 7th galaxy)

written and performed by:  (in order of appearance)

dr. hatake downplay

stranded


prod. by 7th galaxy



verse 1: (dr. hatake downplay)

cold-fire weapons charge blade
clone replacements
12 monkey’s contaminants
sublime time vagrant
cannibalistic aliens
mutating in stages
7th dimensional space kicks
battle-star apocalypse
immortal portal catalyst
seeking orbital bliss
my timeline began
the same place it ended
with a glitchy past existence
firefly serenity
evolved from being absolved
from several identities
there’s no matching the intensity
when it’s from the psyche
enhanced ocular implants
advancements made precisely
electrically engineering perceptions
into widening
active camouflage
chaotic events and rioting
systems comply
evidence of a hyper-being
epic win gamer face
unstifled conquering
unstable matter igniting
heightened senses
future freaks of nature
hovering in the distance



hook (x2): (dr. hatake downplay)

this style has no remedy
naturally or chemically
bio-boosted heavily
with the necessary adjustments
trips to starcities
multiversal functions
auxiliary memories
ages that’s illustrious



verse 2: (stranded)

prehistoric fork
chrono-truth distorts
convoluted course
time mutants
rooted in the wake
of a future corpse

space dwarf
a titan of sorts
fading life support
igniting torches
in the brain
initiates a hyperwarp
ftl
a vessel
in a bioluminescent shell
a pirate sets sail
on a sea of fire
and never melts
to navigate these waters
you must be your higher
and separate self
the steps are symbolically
sheath bodies in parallel
spirit of the commander
truth lost in a fairy tale
mythology that blossomed
from the spot where polaris fell
time’s tangential nature
temporal aphasia
the message progressively forsaken
as the envelope’s favored
obscured by ambition
what matters
overshadowed
by the dearth of wisdom
you can’t imagine
what the earth has hidden

let alone
cities that glow
galaxies unknown
only an absolute fool
could think that we’re alone



hook (x2): (dr. hatake downplay)

this style has no remedy
naturally or chemically
bio-boosted heavily
with the necessary adjustments
trips to starcities
multiversal functions
auxiliary memories
ages that’s illustrious









Sunday, February 5, 2017

animpostor'smedicine(prod. by nsone)

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)

menes the pharaoh as mirage/bladez (pronounced: mirage of bladez)
sea/swordz (pronounced: sea of swordz)


prod. by nsone



verse 1: (mirage/bladez)

collage/gravez
mirage/bladez
no watered down waves
an oasis away
bodies decay

with no blood in my veins
i hope to say
one day
i be better than okay

not really though
my tomb on display
for all of you
room at the gate
waiting for a moment of peace
to hate
my teeth scratch the plate
an open map
with brain tissue debates
debauchery
a debacle of delays
the oracle
some would say
the owl wolf howls
it’s never safe
hatchet handz
and basket grams
noose you twice
to see
if you really hang

loop you real nice
to the breaks
see if you really slam
my land’s magic
the golden sands be grafted
too much for the eyes and ears
bastard
swaying from the rafters


verse 2: (sea/swordz)

pardon me
i had to pull the string
on a volcano first

inflate menes’ blood pressure
so his veins would burst

anger lurks beneath
blasts
like mass murders of crows
when they emerge from trees
scrolls are immersed in ink

it only took minutes
when menes went in search of beats

one arrived
from one of the other side
of earth’s elite

we never settle
for no mediocre sorcery
this spell’s
from where the deadliest
of creatures in the world convene
magic so dark
it’s powered by a moon
that can’t be visualized
unless it’s being viewed
by the most worthiest
of wizards’ eyes
one must be familiar
with realms
seldom observable
to step within the confines
of a construct not discernible
an abstract dimension
as far as the perspective
of man’s comprehension
not unlike the platform
for astral distension
you project yourself on a wall
that’s only half in existence
and like that
our axis is shifted




Saturday, February 4, 2017

adorabledegradation(prod. by 7th galaxy)

written and performed by stranded

prod. by 7th galaxy


a brief return
to methods of old
the peace incurred
never gets old
contrarily
in each instance
it manifests on its own
develops and grows
embryonic gelatin
bones
of which
blood/tissue/flesh
will enclose
once it is whole
it provides
but it arrives
just as it goes
focus less
on what slipped your eyes
more on what you were shown
invasive surgical
observational
bird's eye view
hovering above
the inner workings
of something
you'll never learn to do
immersed in truth
i drown
and do so happily
for when
such a thing is happening
i surrender to its gravity
but i don't die too often
i dwell in THIS reality
surrounded
by peoples' thoughts
and the hell
that they're imagining
i let go of the car door
wiley wiggins
rising within an artform
my own thoughts form
reclaiming the territory
on which
these humans' hell
before me
was brought forth
addition by subtraction
an instant transmission
transaction
i disappear here
and reappear in satisfaction
the comfort found
in the mere act of my absence
a sight
that tear gas couldn't blacken
for i fight
the type to steer
into the path of the kraken
standing on the mast
peering past the distraction
this massive creature
regarded in such a way
it's just in the way
for where i plan to travel
is where i'm GOING to be
my journey is under way
it can be a needle
in a bunch of hay
to me
it's another day
because i will not be kept
from the tug
of the coming place
at times
i am drawn away
my trip
all but erased
but it's not from a lack of effort
or a lack of love's embrace
it's life
how things
placed before us
behave
valleys and peaks
i prefer to climb mountains
that are out of my reach
and backstroke
on the valleys beneath

how could this be
the answer
can be found in this beat
grab a phone
and rabbit hole
out of this sleep
the escape velocity
required
is a conscious desire
and concentration
that leaves marks
like stria
when the thoughts are fired
the impact of which
oxygen
when concentrated
offers to fire
high explosives
like when lost
is just starting to focus
overdosing on knowledge
to move with photonic motion
in my small sky
i've watched the light
sibling stars shine
just go dim
their silence
is a crime
that's gone unpunished
for such a long time
it's hopeless
but i hold out
for the slight chance
that y'all might
get to know them
emcees
i've had the pleasure
to feed microphones with
but went off the grid
on some 'leave me alone' shit


the winds of change blow
eroding the same
withered
it's washed away
in the wake of the falling rain
the death of normal
the evolution of strange
nothing ordinary remains
it just decays

the winds of change blow
eroding the same
withered
it's washed away
in the wake of the falling rain
the death of normal
the evolution of strange
nothing ordinary remains
there's no such thing


Friday, January 27, 2017

spiritorphanz(prod. by wakizashi jabberwockyz)

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)

7 arm'd labyrinth
sea/swordz


prod. by wakizashi jabberwockyz (anübis dōhji & 7 arm'd labyrinth)



verse 1: (7 arm'd labyrinth)

cosmic babble
demons in the lunar house
ask a ferret
with one working tentacle
a favor
for some hyper juice
he said
‘i only use him for his music
i don’t even like the dude’
neverending cycle
labyrinth headed peasant icing you
dag
i can’t afford no daggers

i stab with icicles
and rap with veteran status
labyrinth menacing writing
cyphin’
crash your house gathering
like ‘who the fuck invited you?’
ignoring logic
commune with demons often
‘cause i’m psychic
super heightened senses
i can use

lunar legend
drink anything
and act completely normal
unless it’s 211s
i can act real irresponsible
then lecture you in seconds
cognitive dissonant
conceptual
depressing truth
accept it
remember that real impressive sentence
i just said to you
forget it zhu
i take too much of this medicine
and wreck my human vessel dude
but what’s a human vessel
to the next life
i’m bored of this
and know all the childish riddles
in this orphanage
i’m dusted


verse 2: (sea/swordz)

...this songs’ a product
of lightless aphotic ghoulishness
applied illogic
that conjured constant night
where only moons exist
i summoned demonic lunatics
to augment what the future is
a world far more conducive
to an amaterasu nucleus

this fog’s made up of
independent squads of pseudonyms
skulls are thousand petal lotus gardens
that too many blossoms bloom within
people concern themselves
too much
with the costume they’re in
i’m more concerned
myself
with the creature behind the human skin
the incorrect
perspective-based
aberrant integration
the sophisticated knot
of intangible matter
blazing
hyperdimensional
photon/shadow amalgamation
it’s been speculated
that our world
is derived from imagination
whether or not
such an unlikely presumption is true
it is something
that our minds
are certainly
powerful enough to do
so
i admonish you
to acknowledge
the true strength
that you possess
become an innerspace cadet
and venture into the maze of webs
the cellular structure
that comprises your soul

we’re orphanz
‘cause we’re so inside
that outside
we’re alone