Blue Season

by TK The Architect

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1.
Blue (Intro) 00:50
2.
My mind's just a little too crowded crowded Don't got time for dudes who ain't bout it bout it Circle strong yeah the team well rounded Got a different sort of approach to this Ready to go like a holster hip Roasted but focused Still make an MC disappear like a ghosted hit Tired of being tired and counting down till the end of day At some point pride is guaranteed to get in the way Rock and a hard place, call it a lost case Stone faced. dilemmas when you're never on the same page Trying to eat my fruit while it's the ripest If that ain't what it's bout tell me what life is System got you by the neck like bolos, Catch me on the low-low Chilling solo there's a solitude in silence You talking big dog, but acting feline Rather be humble on the rise than pompous on the decline I was used to pushing kush and bagging bags for financial cushion Put mistakes behind but leave em round to remind But i heard through the wire, where there's smoke there's a fire Let it burn, let it burn Is there more we're supposed to see? You were talking to a ghost of me Let it burn, let it burn Go ahead, take that thought and light it Let it burn let it burn I've learned you put in work you get what you earn You coming up short with no class, absent-minded and spineless If we ain't united homie, you none of my concern I'll never let another man tell me what I'm worth Don't bother to put a dollar on me man, I'll take what's deserved To me, life is not a thing to be under appreciated It just don't show its face til you embrace it There's a balance to everything Hence what the seasons bring We make the problems evolving too fast for our own good How many'd slow it down even if they could? Things in motion stay in motion, basic notion Move with others moving to keep your mind potent That's a basic truth only time can teach Growth can't be achieved just grabbing for what's in reach, I believe That i heard through the wire, where there's smoke there's a fire Let it burn, let it burn Is there more we're supposed to see? You were talking to a ghost of me Let it burn, let it burn
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Water 03:22
Sometimes I look into myself Sometimes I'm looking outside at the world Why's the only time my mind's at rest Is when I look into the eyes of my girl? Now tell me are you living how you want to be living? Or are you living letting time slip by? Asked myself the same damn question, got a million answers At the center, we're just trying to survive Cause we're all stuck in that rat race Momma told me she just wants me comfortable Looked her in the eyes, told her money ain't gon' help my soul Some my friends are happy, some i don't even know Momma says its choice, I see it as situational That's why I'm drinking beer, eating food with some old homies Surround myself with those who know me and don't pigeon-hole me Some look for a holy holy, i need a peace of mind Living with the fear we're just hopping off the assembly line Life's been going faster lately and I feel it Learning the view ain't always gon' be scenic Whether I'm on the east coast, west coast Down south, mid-west Atmosphere different but the balance keep me breathing Cause the water's so high Here's the hoping that we don't drown Homies and I, high lost in conversation Talking about respect, love, reciprocation Representative of a generation of minds lost Stuck dreaming, eyes closed from fear of not achieving I ain't preaching just observing the burden lot of us living with Numb from illegitimate experience Walking with some new scars, working too hard Heart on our sleeves that's bruised art Pursuit of the real that's true talk, pursuit of the real that's true talk Growing older and it's crazy cause I feel it Living life, trying to make a reason Whether we're in the summer time vibes or the winter coat chillin Soul willing, we're all pushing surviving Blue Season Cause the water's so high Here's the to hoping that we don't drown Sometimes I look into myself Sometimes I'm looking outside at the world Why's the only time my mind's at rest Is when I look into the eyes of my girl? Now tell me are you living how you want to be living? Or are you living letting time slip by? Asked myself the same damn question, got a million answers At the center, we're just trying to survive Ain't saying that I'll walk on water But I'll rise
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See I was, Laying in bed, bad thoughts Couldn't get 'em out of my head The anxiety of death, kicking knowledge like I always been Like the sentiments of Sartre live inside of my pen The philosopher stoned, flow the fountain of youth Immortality through verses with no burden of proof Always in pursuit of the truth Not through scholastics, but back-flips up in the booth Life still in stereo I just got a better grip on dealing with the differences in perspectives Bet my momma think her son dazed like church Except my father rocks blue collars when teaching life lessons Some still sandboxing things don't change Lot of frosted flakes popping up these days I remember sitting down with Taco when all this here started Not really knowing the difference that two years can make Smoked out with the pack like a bunch of cigarettes Mostly on green like balsamic vinaigrette And I ain't even close to "make it" yet But dudes been asking me advice when I barely cope with the daily stress Take a breath let it out my dude Nobody goes through this with it all fine-tuned Take a breath let it out my dude Out in Greenport enjoying the view And they're telling me Hey child, you don't have to keep asking for it Believe me Wait child, don't rush it all, slow it all down. Take what you need I've been busy building since 2010 Dog I get your vibe I ain't down my friend Bumpin L Boogie and some Common Sense MCs miseducated I refuse to be them They don't make moves they're pacing Working with those with snake-like traits like EB Asics My life's just a series of adapting to changes Cause it don't always work out like extended engagements Arrangements and blueprints, hence the architect Life through my lens like John Malkovich, Cue Zach Born-name what my homies call me And I'm glad they've known me this long and ain't disown me 10 years fly by like opposite train cars Out to NYC on the LIRR Life's good homie, hope yours is too Most of y'all don't know that lyric, but the homies do. It says Hey child, you don't have to keep asking for it Believe me Wait child, don't rush it all, slow it all down. Take what you need
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See my pops knows exactly when I ain't feeling too great Got a good read on my mental state Guess he is my father I guess sometimes it's easier not to bother be a part of the problem Just a generation lost man More than half of us made some money underhand We're trying to make enough money so we're never bummy again I said turn my shit loud man. young wise-minded Life for most's just trying to survive this I ain't quite dead in the middle, yeah I'm alive on the outside Started really living life when dreams died Same dude I've ever been Just a little more comfortable with the skin I'm in We've been living summertime, my girl's skin looking like cinnamon Thinking 'bout the sins I'm 'bout to get us in That's just being honest I promise to never honor a thing less I just got some things to get off of my chest Even when they there's another one I only want it for you Each and every day, I'll find a way to take that weight off I only want it for you We were lost somewhere Where everyone talks but no one listens Not a thought or care, just finding our way in silence Keep me a thought in your head, paying no mind to what we're missing As you know I see a future as a vagabond GettingGetting on different stages to be playing songs (homie you believe that) Yeah I'm talking 2011 Getting sand in our breakfast from the beach in the morn (let me bring that scene back) Since we're wrestling with our demons on a day-to-day Different cut of cloth, breathe a different strain Cut your losses or stay the same I've been doing thinking 'bout when Jesse died Don't know if I'll ever lose the image of seeing Tina cry Some would say that's life so we move along Life's bitter song We don't feel the weight till it's already gone Probably gonna say this 'round a million times I'm just glad we're living life North fork of L.I. watching currents collide More than a metaphor Feeling like the world is in my hands, I've been feeling like the world is in my hands It's a crazy thing Such a burden and a blessing understand What it is to have the world up in your hands Even when they there's another one I only want it for you Each and every day, I'll find a way to take that weight off I only want it for you
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This that ill-mind rhyming from the island you ain't used to hearing You can hear my spirit through the interference Not one to frequently make an appearance I'd rather keep shit to myself than contribute to what I'm hearing Listen, The distinction between the person you are And who you're trying to be while you're working towards a tomorrow I pick up my guitar, strum some of that blues And play a solo in tribute to the solitude I'm just living Meditate daily, chakra aligned Sure as hell ain't no Sinatra, but I'm reppin' NY Lot on my mind, I'm just trying to get this shit right Get myself a piece of that pie Man I made a whole bunch of mistakes these past few years It felt like I fell off track But I'm about to make momma happy and my dad real proud Homie you can run and tell that Let me go alone, Imma get there my own way I don't know where I'll be but my mind's at peace already Watch as I let the world carry on without what held me up You see it's just, where we've been is not enough It's just not enough As long as these words keep coming Imma stay steady at the helm of this ship I'm rocking with Fuck dope rhymes if they say nothing My dudes in It Came From Space say more and they're instrumental Don't be talking like you put in the grind You made tracks but no songs from that studio time It's a sacrifice I've walked away from the things I love But came back, I feel it's for the up above Feeling that I get when I do this shit On stage with The Get Back Kids and Chris Gotta keep my mind sharp as my Furtif Evercut knife Fresh guac for the homies on a summer night Did some things these past few years Do the same thing if I can go back If life is in the things that occur while you lost your way Homie you can toss that map Relax because it's like that Let me go alone, Imma get there my own way I don't know where I'll be but my mind's at peace already Watch as I let the world carry on without what held me up You see it's just, where we've been is not enough It's just not enough
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If You Can 03:15
My girl rocks a military jacket like Lindsey Weir Tools of precise minds, thoughts measured with a vernier Trying to move the pen, been drawing blanks Fender Deluxe cranked Sheraton in hand with the natural wood grain We could bitch about the pain but we all carry something Some confront 'em while others make it public discussion Over percussion I lay mind, rhyme therapy Let my mind wander my thoughts getting ahead of me Bumpin' De La like it's 1989 "Fight The Power" on repeat in 2005 Started writing lines when I heard Chuck D rhyme Now if that ain't Long Island than neither am I Took a drive to Orient Point, rolled me a joint Lit it looking at Connecticut letting water anoint See y'all ain't listening if you missing the point This a memoir I just reflect and enjoy Catch me saying Love and pain Time goes by, we all carry the weight I'm just asking of you Feel it with me if you can I said feel it with me if you can Even though we all grow tired you wait We still got time, don't you throw it away What I'm saying is Feel it with me if you can I said feel it with me if you can I do this for the vibes I feel when that beat hits right When that brews first poured and the foam forms nice To the time I was touring in 2009 Young human-being learning the meaning of being alive We all gotta grow, that don't mean we gotta grow old They say we all sin, why is what we do sinful? Dealing with the hand that you're dealt I'll take what I get, just give me true feeling of self Take a walk to 34th St, hop on the F Heading to LES Stop at a comic shop to give my mind a rest I was lost in the pages feeling weightless Crazy how we looking outside But leave our minds in cages See, at some point more than anything I wanted the feeling that this music brings In case you were wondering We're all looking for that better thing Live something worth remembering when the angels sing Love and pain Time goes by, we all carry the weight I'm just asking of you Feel it with me if you can I said feel it with me if you can Even though we all grow tired you wait We still got time, don't you throw it away What I'm saying is Feel it with me if you can I said feel it with me if you can
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credits

released April 29, 2016

Recorded throughout 2015 in Long Island, New York City, and West Fulton, NY
All music and lyrics by Zach TK Zanghi
Produced by Zach TK Zanghi and Joe Villafane
Engineered by Zach TK Zanghi

All songs feature The Get Back Kids, with the exception of tracks 3 & 10
The Get Back Kids are:
Kim Berg - Vocals (2, 4, 5, 7, 8)
John Boha - Bass (2, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9)
Dan Cerney - Guitar
Alex Kaufman - Drums (2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9)
Joe Villafane - Vocals (4, 5, 6, 7) Keyboard (2, 4, 8, 9)

Additional guitar by Ryan Camenzuli (4)

Tracks 2, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9 mixed by Zach TK Zanghi with additional mixing by Joe Pincus
Tracks 1, 3, 6, 10 mixed by Joe Pincus with additional mixing by Zach TK Zanghi
Mastering & spiritual guidance by Howie Kaufman

Album art & Photography by Kimberly Young Sun

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