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Ghost in the Shell
03:10
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Orbiting leaving these times
Going there to create new rhymes,
cooking lyrics up for breakfast,
flossed out necklace not on my checklist
I don’t have my set list
destroy every club im on the black list
Ill never work in this town again
even tho Robert Downy Jr is my best friend
Want me to grow up that makes me throw up
no I wont give up the ghost in the shell
I am not relatable my life is unsustainable
my brain is melting down from the temperatures in hell
I am Cage Sadistick Necro Ghosemane it’s such a shame
Id rather be punk but my heroes all dead
plus racist skin heads are wack
Lets be real we building the death machines
in androids that will kill relentlessly
If the military possesses a chappie
they’ll teach it to kill and l’ll kiss Yolandi
Respect in my rhymes you go to do it by now
Like the devil I fell except I love it in hell
But I’m much better now, cause I’ve broken the spell
I’m much better now cause I’m no longer in hell
Thank goodness for the microchip inserted in my arm
So I can’t really travel really far from the farm
I have no time for the earth if the people don’t care
And I ill McConaughey a ship interstellar
I don’t need a fancy car but I need a piece of mind
I also need the time to sit and write rhymes
I need go to Vegas and be savage on the strip
with my boomed out friends on a VIP list
My dream is of a crew with a robot for a friend
and he opens up the door its our homie alien
And now I’m at a rave tho, I aint a slave yo, I aint Psycho bro
I’m still Snow, the man who will flow
The man who loves space, I’m from DSO
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Sensory Deprivation
03:41
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The visions I have are of bowie in space
These are my raps now
The visions I lack they take me away
Now that its black now
I prefer the darkness and place it takes me to
With the lack input you can really deal with you
When there is no color the mind remembers it
The textures of the vision we can retro fit to transmit
I aint afraid of the dark, or what I can become when I tear myself apart
I look for that, im a verbal acrobat, chilling at the Landry mat
a psychedelic democratic, who dwells in neon habits
im alone again, its time to work again, in this isolation tank I sharpen all my pens
so I have some new verbalistic testing tubes,
testing different lyrics while I float around salt solutes
aint no gun solutes, don’t believe in that, don’t believe in guns or people obcess with that
the more I float, the more I come to know the snow,
that is me, that is where I have to be
The visions I have are of bowie in space
These are my raps now
The visions I lack they take me away
Now that its black now
We you cant hear, and when you cant see
The world opens up in ways that you cannot believe
And now I have the key to enter to enter worlds weird
the other people scared because of all their inner fears
they will never reach the furthest final stratosphere
similar to going clear created by the engineers
some things stand the test of time like geometric line design
my blood is just like Eminem the words are diamond crystalline
I have to spend a lot of solo time reflecting on my current life
That’s the only way that I can ever think up rhyming lines
Fine wine, a touch of psilocybin and a floating tank
Edibles, a touch of hidden knowledge Ayahuasca drink
Watching vice and looking at the jobs I probably should have done
Testing god like substances the show the power of the sun
non-believers say its false
they haven’t felt the healing luminescent spirit walks
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Brain Dead in Tokyo
02:26
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Fried, my brain has died, aliens lied, hieroglyphic light, im from Tokyo
Died, my brain has lied, encounter third kind, Babylon 5, Im from Mexico
I been on the road traveling, mind gargantuan,
wrestling many men, they be tapping man
Learning from letter lost now they found
single of smallest thoughts they profound
There’s danger in only training of the body
the mind is a largest circuit antibody
Im made of a pyramid it is formed
go and peal my lid you’ve been warned
mystery of the third planet Prometheus
Saturn 3 screamers Solaris I’m Morpheus
Only my body will die in the future kid,
conciseness up in the cloud, I’m a transfer it
Who are we anyway? Do we know?
Who put us here and where did they go?
computer my god the one who is near,
the way I’m addicted I’m in the black mirror
Fried, my brain has died, aliens lied, hieroglyphic light, I’m from Tokyo
Time, dark star rise, encounter third kind, Babylon 5, I’m from Mexico
I’m a writer a futurist counterfeit artist type,
scribing in caves with a feather in candle light
Trap house rap house lyrics in the basement,
anti-technology no laptop replacement
Live in japan cause I am so based,
enter the void in a gritty escape
Left my best raps on old video tapes
they is not digital cannot be traced
The atoms of universe leaving my mouth
dark matter surrounds everything else
Spectral analysis I don’t see ghosts
we can measure the vast existence of both
Alpha century those stars look so bouche
I'm the Tennessee Williams of rapping surreally
The alien pyramid traveler of time
the Mexican Japanese master of rhyme
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Low INK
02:21
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I’m in a rut, baby it’s hard to focus, you mad at me? Fine, that’s about right
My head explodes, hearts beating fast,
focus only on the past, everything that’s wack
I cant work, no I cant think, I cant write, rap, or get outside of me
I need a session I need to get deep in the tank,
let this falling off version of me go away
Same mistakes I make them very often,
little by little I am losing my softness
Becoming broken, beaten and cynical,
use to whimsical, all was hysterical
Too much has happened, innocent Im no more,
discard a happy boy and leave right him on the floor
I just need it more, im such a needy man,
consuming feelings and It happens but its not my plan
And its not like im emo or I have a wack life
its more im getting older and I see the end in sight
So if I cant accomplish what I dream is that ok?
Or should I disappear and rap the road life everyday
My time has passed, wait im just 35,
going to the clinic calm my mind and just survive
Rocky 5 I should train rapper and give him all my songs
he can be my protégée discard me when he gets real bomb
I have a track record of getting super hated on,
so I hate back even tho it’s probably wrong
So do I get back to being the guy I once was,
thinking of the simple buzz, when rapping was my only love
I created a movement nobody cares about
created a monster but I cant let it out
I created the fashion of Martian space men
I created the words to go and talk to them
I’m felling better now all I needs the time to breath
all of my emotions I just wear them on my sleeves
I just had to take a break from the constant grind
And this peaceful moment it is only mine
Come to peace with what you got, build a dream in your spot
kiss every single person that you think is so hot
create a 150,000 song deep in your house
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Infinite Universe
02:41
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are we alone/ we alone/ in this giant infinity
are, are we alone, are we alone, in this endless reality
Growing up, thinking about, far places,
abstract unhuman, overlords races
Sometimes I think were alone in this universe
Sometimes I think there’s life in this universe
In any case the idea is quite staggering;
your technology looks like magic
discovery of your fantastic
we pay attention to the future/ it’s ironic we might not have one /
many worship god but maybe our role is to create one
to discovery the limits of the possible/ go beyond them to the impossible
we now stand at the turning point between two eras
behind us is the past to which we cant return
space can be mapped but it will never be conquered
it expands always moving forward the beyond
if there is a universe full of intelligent life,
that means they were to intelligent to come here
the truth is always stranger than the thoughts of what we knew
we imagine slender grey men cause they silhouettes of you
in 100,00 thousand years, the robots will speak of the time
when humans ruled upon the earth in the ancient times
I do not fear computers/ I just fear the lack of them/
the overlord living in the microchip of you
if I only had a short time to live I would type faster,
any planet is earth to those who live on it
Insanity is relative. It depends on who has locked the cage,
ive almost gone there, raging babbling on the smallest stage
If u believe this universe is bad/ you should see the other ones,
endless slave races imprisoned in the hottest sons
Deep in the human psyche is a need for a universe that makes sense,
But the real universe is always beyond the easy logical step
Let us think the unthinkable, let us do the undoable,
let us grapple with presumptions of this known universe which we believe
Time in an illusion, in the world of Valerian,
in this one city we represent 1000 planets.
I use these raps to investigate miracles I can’t explain,
I use bars to elaborate on multiple cosmic planes
Stop hating on computers, hate the lazy programmers,
don’t hate on humans, hate the fake god that they made
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7. |
End- Intelligent Energy
01:09
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Snowmanfloza Hollywood
Snowmanfloza is the lead singer of Deep Space Orbit. He is dedicated to the advancement of music into new and futuristic realms. Follow him @snowmanfloza
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