We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

The Nimbus Files, Vol. 3

by Marrice Anthony

supported by
laramieii
laramieii thumbnail
rise804
rise804 thumbnail
Sgt. Buck
Sgt. Buck thumbnail
SadFatBitch
SadFatBitch thumbnail
/
1.
billie 03:08
lyrics
buy track
1) spirit liftin out the ribcage, palms pushin thru the dome makin winds change, you was chargin up the phone w/ the flip screen, even then i had the push 7 seas on my middle finger been familiar w/ streams who you w/? it don't matter to me, at the bottom ain't nobody lend a ladder to me, y'all be wide-eyed most of it be gassin to me, left orbit i'm reachin up to saturn for rings, just imagine you hearin what i'm rappin for free > the gap is elite, vs. glorifiied cappin wrapped in a fee > more like flatulence they flattened the peak, they was countin all my dubs up w/ abacus beads, how you buy into the bull but ain't have a receipt? how you go + give the cancer a streak? my allegiance is only to those who showed me how to navigate the classic deceipt > so don't be talkin bout ya status to me c) i whip lane to lane my flip game insane this day + age you kids say the same, rip page to page i bit fake w/ fangs > spit flagrant flames my quips change the game (2x) 2) got it covered like an otter box, fuck a shift change i'm hittin it round the clock, she gon, hit the shuffle to my spot if i promise i'll > make her ass fold like an autobot, (where you from?) it don't really even matter to me, i'm still crackin thru the streets like i'm back in the D, you wanna play the numbers game that ain't talent to me, bringin heat to yo ass got you fannin ya seat, (run it up) tab or the beat > battering everything no matter the speed > jabbin the keys casually my manners deplete, whenever snappin i'm cashin my seeds claspin the feet, draggin it thru gravel + blackin the scene > i ain't playin, what you was sayin? everybody whack thank God it ain't contagious i been in the matrix bodyin all the agents code all on the walls quit copyin what you can't get
2.
screenshot 03:00
lyrics
buy track
that hoeness ain't get deleted like you thought it would did it? that don't even work for them hollywood bitches hope your man know you be sending private titties + ass tongue, bet that sweet ass i'ma keep it i was on the sofa just a mindin my, bidness, she was feelin saucy + needed an eye, witness, always in the gym like please admire my, fitness, ain't picked up a barbell yet but got pictures, always for the flex she got it + i'm impressed > like i got a new necklace the pendant tucked in her breast i see it i double tap i do it mostly for jest this generation is goofy you showin off just for strangers just post ya selfie + go these captions are always stupid we seeing you like a snack + most of em be for scoobys they commenting how you booty full, from they cubicle i'm even guilty of it, i ain't ashamed of nothing nah i ain't afraid of nothing how are you a public figure but all you do is take photos by pools + promo flat tummy tea? + entertain horndogs in dungarees then got the nerve to front on me like it ain't for attention, listen that hoeness ain't get deleted like you thought it would did it? that don't even work for them hollywood bitches hope your man know you be sending private titties + ass tongue, bet that sweet ass i'ma keep it (so don't even be trippin) when i hit you w/ a screenshot why you always feeling like i'm snitchin when i screenshot? them titties for me believe i'm finna screenshot so much for a tease i need to get a screenshot any time a penny or a dime hop in the confines of my dm swinging her sexuals i be extra, don't even be sending me shit if it ain't special cuz i ain't finna answer no questions this ain't alexa, all these biddies throwing out cash tags + narcissistic hashtags like they ain't beggin for some investors, i ain't finna sponsor ya life lil bih, i still gotta explain all of this shit to my wife lil bih, i'm just tryna see what's up + down for tonight lil bih, fuck that web cam if i ain't laying no pipe lil bih, what do you mean why did i do that? you sent it to me you flickin for free i'm keepin the streams my archive like taj mahaul high, it can't be these odd why i would like to keep records of a select few specimens who step into my messages projecting the thirst, don't be mad at me for keeping it church ya heard,
3.
snake way 03:41
lyrics
buy track
1) yeah we back for the third time, i am all the stars in the rounds, runnin snake way tryna get my heart on the ground, i been workin on my halo, but not like this, tryna keep the same energy from life like this, see the dragon in the distance w/ it's eyes on tilt, infrared in the bulbs starin dead into the cone carried away, pennies for thoughts buried in safe, anger changed the locks on me tryna scare me away, i had a visit w/ real life, brought me back to what it really means, never mind what i thought it was, chalk it up > to being dummy & 20, nothing in the vein of money and hungry for fame, like that's how to drive the lane, i'm tired of givin this game from the bench when the team losin, you cool w/ fuckin up plays? then nigga be stupid, if i never get a roc-a-fella chain i'ma be the next Jay to this music, STUPID (hook) i'ma make a way, you niggas is w/ the talkin & nah i can't relate, tryna make it to the finish line wavin thru the tape, we just tryna make it hope & you niggas in the way (move around nigga) (move the fuck up out the way) you in the way, we just tryna make it home and you niggas in the way (move around nigga) (move the fuck up out the way) you in the way, we just tryna make it home and you niggas in the way 2) niggas copied the format and hit a wall, thinkin a few sermons gon fix it all, earlier in the road it woulda pissed me off, now i'm just hopin everybody get involved, easier to pick em off, talk to me different than all these industry niggas, play me like i don't be present but you witness me winnin, ate off the fruits of my labor what happened? literally lemons > i just keep coming back prettier swingin at all defenses, first i harbored resentment then called it admiration for sword > but i swore i'd get off it, & ignore > cuz the second i'm thrown off, the whole mission suffers the loss, have a blast i been elevating anyway, gainin on the goal i'ma break the glass any day >: & i'll be sittin center stage thankful that i didn't stray, w/ luck on my side & y'all along for the ride, pretty soon i'll be lookin Shenron in the face,
4.
26 04:51
lyrics
buy track
first the candles get blown out, the red carpet rolls out, + now you gotta start your year, going thru some things but it ain't like nosebleeds so i got a ceiling, + honestly i'm feeling ok if we comparing > i'm wearing my shoulders upright back to seeing the upside. soaking up sunshine smiling more, i got the wheel back waving out the driver door finding more drive > every day to do what i adore, got tired of sittin around + brought myself up, along w/ people i never ask for help from they just got it, + guided me to the sweet light, each night i thought i wouldn't make it > they was on my line saying what i needed, + now i'm out the house + i'm good, made a mess of my twenties + pressed my teeth to my foot > plenty of times but despite it a fire has been ignited, + now i got a million more reasons to be alive +, (hook) tough livin just to get by, stackin money just to get sky high, we wasn't sposed to make it past 25, joke's on you we still alive, throw your hands up in the sky & say > we don't care what people say, i been discouraged, a tad malnourished, biting off hands when i should've held em out for those w/o, i never made a practice of catering to your brackets > i busted down stone walls to evolve out of habit > i stalled at first caused, by letting unknown go unsolved, in the process of forgetting how to talk, i'm more straight to the point + less filtered, tryna show more love be less self-centered, i ain't gon be around forever in the physical form > so my clock won't stop runnin for nothing, your hate your enate energy wasted on mistakes, + false prophets, the cake different when you start countin, i'm tryna leave something fuck being content i'm tryna be something, y'all cool w/ living in space but i believe something > + it ain't that we all gon come back as a tree, i'm leaving this earth behind my prophecy's been designed > written in my bloodline was a notion, that across any lake river or ocean i'ma travel for mine, may The Great Hands bless you in time, + as i raise of mine to the divine for another digit, i look around + ain't nothing missing, seeing clearer thru the fog, still on a light log towards the mission. but not trippin cuz whatever's put into the cards will soon be gifted, + everything else is in the stars,
5.
annie (ft. Evasive Flowers) 03:17
lyrics
buy track
1 (MA): 5 more minutes, got me feeling like an icon living > should've captured it would've been a nikon tidbit, trapped in the lens w/ ya eyes on python > i want more than just a night gone swimmin, i want more than just the lights off > i'm lost w/ it, i phoned you w/ the right song > you was in the light sauced chillin, i was givin light bars but i had ya spine on pivot, couldn't get my mind on center, yeah i had my mind on sinner, + i had ya cries on tenor, + i had ya lying on limp > w/ ya pie on sizzle, unconscious called ya ride on type long winded, had you hit the cell w/ the right talk it'da been aight but you skidded, now i'm left feeling like a write off, hook (EF): i just want you gone, gone, gone, gone, gone (2x) 2 (MA): saw green in the circle i sped, should've stopped there, pretty little flush detour had my mind on square, how could i, how could i dare think otherwise, fallin in the middle w/ the bubble eyes, corny as it seems i was diggin thru the guts of a dream > till the kick had me mummified, prolly had a chance bout tunnel wide, ignoring the underlying hints that my sprints were for nothing i > bricked from a bunch of lines slick thought of other times > that i had slit it in the knuckles why the fuck am i punchin cold air, knowing the world don't know fair, know it's berzerk to go there > but had you hit the jack w/ the facts no cap, i prolly would've flown on the prayer, but now you're gone, 3 (EF): i stopped wanting you to call me baby when you stopped wanting to hear it from me, i don't know why you're so surprised when this is the way anybody would be, i swear i never wanted anything more than for you to just be my friend but truth is you walked up in at the beginnin' actin' like it was the end
6.
muah/chocolate ii/spend the night 09:35
lyrics
buy track
MUAH cries out of earshot, flannel from the thrift shop, sneakers got jet lag, you showed up in your best bad, lady give the head nod, every look you give is a head shot, if it's too intense + you on the fence, only locks here are on your key fob > door not far but i know you wanna stay, crib cross the world + you know it's gettin late, no crumbs found left you gone w/o a trace, laid up lazy w/ banana pancakes > + my manner can't wait, my manners can't take > all this blue + purple shade makin shapes on ya shades, smellin like sleep + you lookin like bae > let's reflect you in these mirrors let me send you outer space, (hook) + you ain't gotta go, you can stay right here, if you want, + you ain't gotta go, nowhere, my dear, you can make yourself at home, 2) tippin off of tip toes, tickin till the crib glow > gentle w/ magenta hittin 'hide red > slip into a nightmare just so i can save you, bring you out from under back to bliss i can race you > but not erase you, i wanna play it back > chocolate on the walls everything a snack gifted on the table, risky for the win nosedive under navel, let me get a plateful serious but playful > max not far so i know you wanna stay, mi casa su casa take the uber to my place, pretty little liar you been bubblin at the brink > tryna play it off coy but i know you'd rather chase, pleasure w/ desire full glass for the taste > layin naked under neon creyons (crayons) couldn't better trace, fantasy in motion gotta pull you back to base > found you somewhere past the other now you roamin outer space, _________________________________________________________ CHOCOLATE II 1) for a minute i been tryna get you back on the phone, you known for leaving niggas on read that shit be having me dead > but something told me not to leave you alone, you left a paper trail for me + i never made it home forreal, never plotted i decided after while that we grown > + if it's meant then mentally i'll stay strong + i'll stop scrolling, when you get you a man + post him to ya instagram i gotta stop going, you been single for a while tho, + time grows slower when you not on my head the subtle hints > of lust in our thread i know you love me but you got me feeling lucky > + trust me if you look at me too long, i'm coming for ya legs > w/ respect of course, i know you like it when it's deep + you're, closer than ever got me dreaming bout what's beneath them shorts while you staring off into my shit like you can read my thoughts, i'm playing possum while you lead me, believe me > (hook) i been thinkin bout you, it's so crazy to even be around you, i been thinkin bout you, don't even wanna go to sleep w/o you, just tryna find the words to say,, whatever's gonna make you stay,, 2) while i'm tryna play it cool i had to shuffle to the room for something > i don't remember, i wasn't tryna make a move, nevertheless you made the trip w/ me + gently > plopped down on the bed on ya stomach kickin legs > like when are we finna lay down i gotta work at 6:00, now that i think about it i was workin on a mix to keep my mind off it, but you talkin like that i can't decline the offer, so i get bold + disrobe > "i hope you don't mind it i like to sleep in my boxers" > i got up on my side place a palm gently on ya hip, it gets quiet as fuck, except the racing in my brain > pacing my breathing > peeking over ya shoulder hoping that you feeling this heat, cuz if not then it stops, you turn over per my request + then we lip lock, we share a moment of bliss + tho i'm sober i lift, i been waiting since forever just to feel you like this you tellin me that your back hurts sneakily scooting backwards > i'm hard enough to chop a fuckin brick of cocaine, i ask if you would like a rub down you nod slowly, i'm actin pussy tryna gently shift ya shirt out the way until you take it off, you turn over i get ya shorts off, slide that thong right to the side + get a taste, as sweet as i dreamed i'm turning moans into screams > you call me papa as you start to release, every drop i'ma lick dry, pull you up + take off ya bra ya eyes rollin back, lie you on ya back + go to work like it's my first day out, you way loud but you saying everything i ever wanted you to say > from back shots to the side stroke, i fuck you right until ya eyes close, got you drowsy so you tap, we lay there exhausted breathing heavy but we longing, then round two starts + you throwing it back, _________________________________________________________ SPEND THE NIGHT (INTERLUDE) said i got a call from discreet lines, shorty say she need some lovin on the east side, we done tried to link at least three times so when i picked up the jack > it's a fact i dropped the ball to make a b line, behind, all them poker faces i know she feelin anxious, & i be off the grid feet to pavement, DND no communication, but i always keep them thick ass lightskinned thighs on the screensaver> i got it bad for ya,, pull a 187 w/ the mask for ya, fatal attraction the back scratchin & never-ending passion > i take the madness & do all that u ask for ya add to the fact that u lay it down flat, never sayin no when u arch like that, keep them legs (closed) when them niggas tryna mack > i be ghost but for u u know i'll always come back > yeah i know it's kinda late but i'm pullin up wait up for the kid > girl u know what it is, drop the robe let me in > i'ma rub u down tongue u down make ya, buckle down muffle sounds lately > i,, been feelin so overwhelmed i'm needin u closer > can't wait till i come over, just tell me how u want it > uh, i been tryna slide for a minute, i'll be there 10:30, no later than > no panties on > give me what i want
7.
hooptie/traffic 04:33
lyrics
buy track
1) i been saucy since toddy, you was sleepin in bed, y'all was plottin on thotties, i was gettin some head, yo these bitches be talkin y'all niggas freakin the feds, i got laced w/ the demons y'all niggas braggin bout reg? > shit had me whippin it naked, i was off in the head > y'all only make the sound effects bitch i was swervin instead, there's a difference between runnin ya mouth & being in the flesh, & i ain't worried bout nothin homie i mean what i said, it's like the same ole niggas talkin every single day, i ain't hearin nothing cuz the money in the way, fuck a million views i was boomin off the crates > had the backseat movin every time i hit the breaks, real niggas real & them other niggas fake, that's the main reason why me & you can't relate > you just stand around & hate, i'ma pull off on them skates, i'ma let that weak shit get lost in the bass like,, (hook) my bad, left em in the dust to stare at my tag, grippin on the clutch they air & i dash, i be goin nuts i swear i might crash, hit the gas, hit the gas, hit the gas, air it out, hit the gas, air it out, hit the gas, air it out, hit the gas, 2) niggas never they keep it tall but claim they keepin it rap, i should pull up on something & put ya bitch on the back, niggas showin ya papers i just be keepin it facts > swear they get a lil emotional when peepin the stats, i be movin & groovin i put the smoke on the track, speed demon in yo region they be hopin to catch, they insult me then approach me to dap, cuz they know me tho i'm lowkey i be OD when i'm makin it slap > it's like the same ole niggas gettin lamer by the day, call you pussy on the web but can't say it to ya face, i was thinkin bustin guages you was walkin to the race, fuck nigga out of work but claim he always movin bass > OK... you don't get no stripes for playing ace > niggas pull up w/ them things that keep a loosie in his place, real niggas real & them other niggas fake > i'ma keep on lead footin it > so you should pump ya brakes,
8.
son of marvin 03:54
lyrics
buy track
back in it ain't wrote rhymes in a fat minute, the last signature template was for the band now i'm feeling like a beginner my niggas know me for snappin but when it comes to these stanzas can't put a finger on it, i need to linger over the metronome before i get to set the tone, rest assured i took a quick nap off rap to spread a different message keep in mind my skillset is real still know how to ride a bike i break pedals to peel i ate shells from the steel to stand back on this podium keep the flame in the quill word to the zodiac, aries season here checkin my horns in the meer it appears i'm still the devil in hood prada, yo i'm back in the hood mama but my wreck is ill last time i checked my records ill shout out my crazy air quotes bm still got the sex appeal for the record i reckin she want the effin still someone told me they just heard me on FM, still? same place since u last checked in, still? ain't made it on nobody's best list, chill it's too many questionable moves in the groove unarrested & no development check the boards i been dunkin, premeditated or spur of the moment i'm still duncan, fuck a cosign our interests don't coincide our intellect ain't identical i be watching y'all interviews bored by the inner view, hollow to the core meanwhile i keep the sword swingin like the pendulum, this pen? man shit outer worlds tryna probe my penmanship,, more lines than the center of a palm diss me in a song i mask up like viktor vaughn doom, i consume rappers y'all niggas costume tryna make room for stock y'all working stock rooms y'all niggas cartoons, i'm tryna make it out y'all just makin car tunes claiming u aiming for famous i ain't sliding over the fader for y'all mock grooves in the booth sounding like u pop shrooms stop dude, i'm killin this interlude i entered lewd injured the synths + shakers risen from inglorious to major from, no honor to gettin top from a soshana she get nude offa that molly, that's a role model, student of rap but when i get to going i be feeling like the co-founder these niggas is so sour up late in the broke hours mad cuz they never broke ours gettin bitches touched behind closed doors i'm so lauer, in this ring that pride, better get rid of it, sorry to strike a chord just pointing out the dissonance reworking bars just for the sake we ain't synonyms, try to knock me off this track u can't hinder it to say this shit cool is, so belittling & i can always sense the gap in the love it ain't sinnamon, saw the divide from the side i had to call time & i don't ever to come to play like i missed my call time, stay w/ the pen like i'm doing con time ironically though i never stay within the confines, that's why my shit come off a lil detached, niggas ask me what i'm doing i say living my raps if homie don't take it serious i can't kick it w/ scrap u either get a suck my dick or a tip of the hat there's no grey unless it's in the transition to black i'm everywhere, just close ya eyes & click on the map i give it all they don't be givin it back i ask niggas for they bars they start going off listin the stats or saying lame shit like christmas and raps bitches and racks or how they always got a spliff in the pack i got a headache, is this where i'm supposed to invest faith? at half-speed i out-rap all of u niggas, on ya best day, at a quarter speed it's me crawling in a leg race still at the finish line before u get the baton, both wavy and lyrically inclined it should've dawned on u, i'm power thru all of this red tape, upawn further inspection of this chess game, it's good knight to u rooks sidesteppin go get a bishop to announce ur death day cuz ur queen just made a move over to this l7, checkmate
9.
free (ft. Toussaint Locure & Lattimore) 04:18
lyrics
buy track
$25 for t shirts, rakim's chain got my brain on speed burst, throwin em heavy, tryna make these receipts work, wallet still intact even after i leave church this shit ain't free, i ain't you + he ain't me, datpiff shut me down so these streams is my fee, you niggas still bumpin regular so you expect a settle up my slaps still crack i was chronic when the spoons was black, coons coo cuz the rouse is whack, this is childish, foot it ya rep don't got mileage wordplay so last thursday delivery is mildish, i be ridin thru the lane till the tires split,, this is just a message fore you go, been frontin you this work so nigga pay me what you owe, if niggas ain't lackin + the pen stay packed then quit actin, i'ma charge for me blackin this ain't free, nigga this ain't free, you had a couple years but now it's on me, + i'ma break the bank cuz now i got these, it's not my fault that all of y'all cheap, nigga this ain't free, this ain't free you had a couple years but now it's on me forreal > so what's free > free's when you ain't gotta pay for it so cough it up now or wait for it
10.
g3.1 (ft. A. Shaw) 04:36
lyrics
buy track
i love them girls w/ thick thighs + white toes, rockin short cuts leavin niggas w/ high hopes > my african queens w/ all yams > outside of them yoga pants makin dummies out of all them white hoes i love them short girls w/ fly sneakers + band tees, smell like eucalyptus man you don't understand me, in the bar she keep it calm + classy > but in the bedroom a new level of nasty, i love them chubby girls w/ cute dimples + short shorts, wearin crop tops in the summer just because they can > i like the confidence the optic is whatever it's gon be > but trust me lil mama don't need no man > i like the southern girls w/ twang, straigt from the a i like broadway girls who like singing in the rain i love them spanish girls way too much to explain but i melt when they say my name, i like them college girls w/ sass, megan thee stallion > type to get ratchet + drink water by the gallon, fuck you real good but never late for they classes > like pac i love y'all w/ a passion i love girls every color every shape every size, straight like that can't simplify, girls girls girls on my mind, from as chocolate as lupita to as old as betty white, i want every girl in my studio tonight, i love girls i know i made fun of y'all on the second song, but i love them pool pics y'all be posting on the gram them filters on occasion do be gettin out of hand but i waste hours liking everything i can, i love them type girls who put a nigga in his place not toxic but quick to erase, any thoughts of talkin out the side of ya face it's not happenin, or you gonna be cappin on ya way to a casket, shout out to them brooklyn girls in love w/ the accent, cold pieces my young hood mona lisa's > midwest diva's can't forget about the roots > no surprise i told y'all i'm north side from the thesis, cornbread collard green eatin beyoncé breathin > fine fly + fed every season, out w/ they favorite troublemakers on the weekends > shuttin niggas down just to dance to the weeknd, i love the way y'all have us trippin over nothing, best thing God ever made end of discussion > + this is an ode to both young + old > i love every single woman all across the globe i love,
11.
thanks 03:44
lyrics
buy track
this is my phone call, don't mean i don't love or miss you just cuz i don't talk > i know that it's so off but trust me i don't do it on purpose, everybody know me man i'm either workin or workin > i set out to up the ante on the artist + the person + i got a couple goals this was written in march, so if you hearing this now you should know i ain't fold, i uphold my integrity + grit it till i'm given what i'm owed i ain't quittin till i'm brittle but my mold ain't bitch, + my code encrypted i just stick to the script, still i can't be moved by anything off the rip, gotta show me somethin i done seen it all went from sleeping in a car to a meeting w/ my maker to a bid inside the walls to a setup in the stars, i ain't even gonna front like it was determination on my part shit i owe everything to y'all so, thanks a lot, thanks a lot, never had to ever flip a baggie or a rock, thanks a lot, thanks a lot, told me i was special never put me in a box set up to fail but i ain't do that, uh > life's a bitch but you already knew that, uh, had a tug of war at the core to restore the feet i can assure you i'm armed to endure the sleet snow + rain i will never hit the floor nor concede > to the storm i have sworn to keep, goin + i do it cuz i never had a choice, up late evenings sounding anxious in the voice > cuz i work so hard, running faster than my legs hit the turf so hard + bounce back, how's that for drive, niggas ask me why i do it till i die tbh this the only thing keepin me alive so i rush it till i'm nothing, numbers on the boards never make it to discussion niggas playing w/ the buttons only thing i ever talk about is my own cause, i don't do it for my wallet man i do it for y'all so, thank a lot, thanks a lot told me i was special never put me in a box thanks a lot, thanks a lot, showed love for me back when everyone forgot, thanks a lot, thanks a lot > every single show every message ever talk, it means a lot, thanks a lot i'ma make it up the stairs then ball from the top wait till i put my sis in a hummer, ain't no nigga gon tell me nothin, b's my savings + m's my budget, grind all winter then ball all summer, big ole bank yg400, jets my whip lv my luggage, i put everything on mother > i ain't never coming back to the noodles in the cupboard > i was way too pussy for the powder + the pot > but i swear i think about it just to get myself a knot, so much ridin on this one shot > make me wanna risk my bed for a cot but instead > i'ma drop these every single chance i got > till i put my team on the muthafuckin box, i know i almost it in my hands, + w/ that i'ma gon + thank y'all in advance like thanks a lot, thanks a lot, never had to ever flip a baggie or a rock, thanks a lot, thanks a lot, told me i was special never put me in a box
12.
power 08:29
lyrics
buy track
hideous day, oblivious to what my hiddens would say sittin in say, not do's as you flicker + sway missing your face, lines squiggled erased withering waste miniature faith in finicky takes to kiss you at bay, more likely just to give it away, cold hearted as your ticking is faint, i lost time, the door left open for real it's not mine nor minute your minutes lost value at the drop of a dime, tormented by torn minutes + vines split in two tinted views you vented i chipped a tooth as you fell face forward in more of this non-fowardness now i'm mourning your youth i aged you aiding to, the firing squad i never saw you as a target turned what could've been a walk in the park to a car chase, so thanks to you for loving me thru your heartbreak,, i don't take you for granted, your power is incredible,, i never wanna let you go only wanna help you grow love you to the death you know,, you've always had that special glow,, you power is incredible,, so keep me in your grace, love me unconditional, each + every way, the prettiest flower, one i never knew i needed in life leaving me light flying thru heaven heavy hearted, distance harder every rotation hitting my conscience like falling comets, working on this chapter when you're the table of contents, when we talk you keep it silent, young + in like, bumping noggins + in light playing possum, confused at this black mirror showing you a constant, when previous the name was simply vowels + consonants, the sun beaming on your nostrils i copy your smirk, peeling layers tryna see if it works knowing that once we have to end it it hurts that's why it's staggered, until i see you past this screen it's not serene, i know it's not ideal but things happen for reasons + i think you'll understand how it bleeds thru in screen two, the best ever, ta tika ta tika ta + i'll tell you all the rest when i see you

about

throughout 2019 i released a song a month, sort of the same formula i used for the previous two volumes. this is all of them, plus a few extras, in full.

credits

released January 3, 2020

all songs produced by ESXXR TXNY in THPNKRM at THYLLWHS.

additional production from Toussaint Locure on tracks 1 and 4.

additional production from Levvelheds on track 4.

additional production from Lattimore on track 4.

mixing and mastering by ESXXR TXNY in THPNKRM at THYLLWHS.

written and performed by Marrice Anthony in THPNKRM at THYLLWHS.

additional vocals from Toussaint Locure on tracks 3 and 9.

additional vocals from Lattimore on track 9.

additional vocals from CVLLMEALEX, Paris Jane, Lish. Wody, A. Shaw, Quando, Daycia Hill, Dez Hill & Ariel Feenix on track 4.

art concept by Marrice Anthony

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

THE COOKIE STORE image

THE COOKIE STORE Wichita, Kansas

Record label based out of Wichita, KS.

contact / help

Contact THE COOKIE STORE

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like The Nimbus Files, Vol. 3, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Seafood Sam joins the show to discuss his newest album, " Standing On Giant Shoulders".
listen now