One Floodgates CD, containing the 7 digital tracks and two PHYSICAL ONLY tracks. In addition to the CD, there will be a digital download and a sticker of the album artwork, plus DJ Matty Lite's handwritten production notes for one of the songs.
**Each purchase will count as four entries into the custom shoe drawing.**
Includes unlimited streaming of Floodgates
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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Floodgates CD
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
One Floodgates CD, containing the 7 digital tracks and two PHYSICAL ONLY tracks. In addition to the CD, there will be a digital download and a sticker of the album artwork.
**Each purchase will count as two entries into the custom shoe drawing.**
Includes unlimited streaming of Floodgates
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
I see these walls trying to buddy up, closing in
Stuck inside the gutter of this bloody rut with frozen limbs
Approachable claustrophobia topical slowly staggers
In a treadmill of wet cement, indented, growing backwards
I never seem to make it further than my dreams can ever show
Severed toes festering, half stepping, breath bereft of hope
Left a note for the future version of myself inside of a time capsule
Disguised as a box of asbestos, left my mind frazzled
Kind of fragile in the days of the cliches where the beast preys
Too big for britches when is he’s rocking in those pee jays
sleep deprived, depraved, the fight inside with slicing blades
Twice awakened to the sounds of tires trying to find a place
My hideaway surrounded by choppers mosquito buzzing buzzards
Accepting lowest offers, noone prospers, a land that suffers
Safety in numbers but the timer’s clicking backwards faster
That amazing split got traded with a pick for half cadavers
I’m not paranoid, I’m careful, watching plans unfold beneath me
Biding time, carving crevices in old graffiti
Regarded nemesis lightly might be my soul is leaking
My heart is venomous, nightly psyche a fold that’s seeping
Nurses reading charts, possibly written in Arabic
Sick is the narrative depicted, pick a slick comparison
Offering awful offertories, the tithe impossible
Imperative the gospel of groveling, still inoperable
A domino effect that’s wrecking everything I ever touched
Jagged cans of laughter the passage where festered effort was
Screaming death to rust my battle cry from this bleeding throat
Leaking hope at every turn, I’m squirming and the sheet is soaked
Indeed, it’s so, I reconvene the demons of my past and seek a vote
Walk amongst my frozen ghosts and note it’s three below
From grief alone the tears spilled race to meet the floor
Fear builds a platter of my heart to feed this beast of war
A ceaseless march rendering hearts to powder, skies are cloudy
Salvador Dali upon my Rolex, time is drowning
Finding fountains of youth, pursuit evaporated
Santa Claus, claws digging deep into a sack of sadists
My funeral procession marching on with black cicadas
They leave the shell of me behind on trees in cracking statements
No affidavits or statements of praise, just laughs and hatred
The trap I made it myself, paint it with fascination
Raising my casket with a chipped glass to capture favors
Cutting lips, leaving suffering, within a fractured angel
Assassins gather round and trade their anecdotes
Panic grows, feeding on my manic nature, and it shows
Tried to take my shot, the camera froze, I disappear
Soul the coldest upholding crying with my frigid tears
No bridge in here, just an island asylum I’m hiding in
I’m fighting this fire like it’s life and limb
credits
from Floodgates,
released August 20, 2021
production: DJ Matty Lite
scratches: DJ Navin Johnson
mixed/mastered: Scott Stallone
Started following Juga-Naut upon hearing him break down life and rap relating to Kool G Rap on Crate808 and I've been a fan since. Wordplay, skill, the dope backdrops, what's not to love? Sankofa
