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Summer Stare [EP]

by negative lee nyce

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L .o. L (Legend of Link) 02:20
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-and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' dooon't, stooooop- - (worst feeling?) knowin' you're sealed-in. i'm sick - someone get the penicillin. my pen chillin' on the ceilin'... that's 'the lighter on the wall' for y'all that ain't wit it! (lee type different...) nah, lee quiet & distant. sat by himself at a table in English. and i'm such a cunnin' linguist... that all that, taught the teach cunnilingus. (woooooo! you 'Sin Bad'!) im'a horrible "House Guest". wipe my ass wit'cha face towel & bath set. i've been there, done that & then came back. (X-Rated Red Box?) / Lindsay Lohans 'coca-i-ina' / perico in a paragraph. the hero'll win - the heroine don't kick his ass. (wait - was that a female or drug reference?) don't matter - it mean i'm dope on all levels. - -wooord- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't...stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' dooon't, stooooop- - (coldest writer...) thought of a avalanche... the Nomad under glass... ...you know "Encino Man". (damn Stoney, lee too stoned & still lendin' wit) yea', the penmanship is where you benefit. i don't bend a bit... when it's all reaches & bad jokes. (Tracheotomy's) yea', none of 'em want smoke. (damn, went too far in ya' own bag) i pulled a 'B-Rabbit' right outta' my own hat. (but you don't battle at a Shelter...) i proved i could out-rhyme the paradigm while collabin' wit' the elders. (i mean, what can you tell him!?!) lee been Link'd to the quest so long i'm playin' Zelda! - -don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't...stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' don't stop, ya' don't stop- -and ya' dooon't, stooooop-
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DiZaStEr ArT -ft. mArC wHiTnEy- 02:34
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[ ...ladies & gentlemen, i give to you... ] [ the multi-talented Mr. Marc Whitney.. ] they goin' yell for the exit... (GET HIM OUTTA" HERE!) it's like i step wit' a weapon (uh-huh) well, depressions subjective (oh yeah) ...and i skipped infection. (HaHa!) ha, i was affected too long... i can't explain - my brain moved on. you hear how it change? through a few songs... but still remain on a page i palm? (give me my notebook...) i'm just sewin' up a wound slit. tryin' to fit back in what moves it. my mood is, that of teenagers / pissed off Marc, Adultin' seems safer... (...it does.) dirty money-washed-clean paper. find that 'Funny' / you "Doug" that later. don't get petty 'Skeeter'... these rags to riches, always had ether... - _MW_ held on so long... i need to let'chu go... (oh, Hi Marc!) but do i need to let'chu knoooow... i can see change ...on the inside. i look around.. ...see my inside. guess i can't stomach shit myself. have to throw-up some paper as well. _MW_ held on so long... i need to let'chu go. (oh, Hi Marc!) but do i need to let'chu knooooow... - it's a lil' bit off... and the piece chewed off... isn't View Askew or choked on. it's Kevin Smith. ...ya'know, Silent Bob! it shelve a script - they all slept-on. 'cept i write for myself... ...keepin' my health up. ignorance bliss for The Elda'. my wits? behold wicks that melt some. you can't relate to lee when you sheltered so... _MW_ life is on my mind... girlies on my mind... i've been wastin' my time.... ooooooh, Hiiiiiiiiiiiii Meeeeee! i can see change ...on the inside. i look around.. ...see my inside. guess i can't stomach shit myself. have to throw-up some paper as well. iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii diiiiiiiiiiiiid nooooooooooot! i can see change ...on the inside. i look around.. ...see my inside. guess i can't stomach shit myself. have to throw-up some paper as well. - oOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoo..
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STARbucks PERKulatin' 02:33
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close fade, my shape-up move my cocaine on paper. you roll-up a bill? man wait up... roll that 8 up (roll that 8 up!) brodie wake up! i ain't yawin'... that caffeine cup in the morning is a caramel wit' mocha... baby on it / hate me for it! i afford this by recordin' worried warnings and was ordered - to watch my mouth runnin' trials on these tracks... sprintin' forward. i ain't foldin' over Folgers. cookin' crack - no baking soda. coldest cat from North Dakota ...far-as-i-go don'tcha know! - i said, let 'em set it up & then we sell it for the lo' (lo' - O...O...O...) i said, let 'em set it up & then we sell it out the sto' (sto' - yo...yo...yo...) i said, let 'em set it up & then we kill it from the do' (do' - go...go...go...) i said, let 'em set it up & then we sellin' out fa'sho' (sho...sho...sho...sho...sho'...) - got this blue light - on special. man, these red lights ain't devils. here that loud pack don't echo. reefer greener than a gecko. fam, i'm cooler than some Ecto... in a cooler under cubes... in a Rubik's cube of this booze... and yea' i'm usin' (yea', i'm usin'...) 'cause i'm faded - i can't shape up. did some 'cane & chased a plane but... now i'm catchin' dragons... ...every time i wake-up. brodie, wake up! roll that 8 up! let me hit it... where's my double cup of mocha? oh, she left me in the open... i ain't notice - fuckin' hostess! i thought love-notes on these sleeves meant you drew hearts here just for lee. just at least say we were special... Venti Latte, mon amie! coppin' scones while we were stoned. comfort zone an Optimo. rollin' Kush up in that cone... spark in that lot before you go! (OH!) - i said, let 'em set it up & then we sell it for the lo' (lo' - O...O...O...) i said, let 'em set it up & then we sell it out the sto' (sto' - yo...yo...yo...) i said, let 'em set it up & then we kill it from the do' (do' - go...go...go...) i said, let 'em set it up & then we sellin' out fa'sho' (sho...sho...sho...sho...sho'...)
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BenchWARMER 02:28
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"what is it you want Mary? what do you want? do you want the moon? just say the word... and i'll throw a lasso around.. and pull it down. yea' that's a pretty good idea. i'll give you the moon, Mary. (i'll take it.)" well we both know... that that wouldn't be enough. you gave me the world... gotta' give you Jupiter. or some Junipers... that's a Christmas... wit' a bunch'a junior hers... ...maybe a lil' lee. you look fine in ya' sweatpants & loose tee. you loose me... whenever you question your sneaks. you stylish... / they tell it from ya' eyelids. makeup so perfect look like she got a stylist. c'mon, why you takin' ya' time miss? you don't gotta' impress me - you mine, bii.... i ain't say it... / i'm just sayin'... you know you perfect 'as is' - why delay 'em? oh i know why... / 'cause i'm the 'D' layin'... right beside you - yo, c'mon stop hatin'... you know it's funny... i'm just messin' around... i said all this in my head & none out loud. "why don't you kiss her... instead of talkin' her to death? (how's that?) why don't you kiss her... instead of talkin' her to death? (...want me to kiss her, huh?)" that's a lil' tongue & cheek. especially, if anxiety won't let me speak. i believe... we've been through enough already. breathin' heavy... mastered this game - i think she need an Espy. 'cause by next week... ...i'll be the ex-King. and that's not because of lee. this fling, don't matter when she throwin' digits. everything it was - really distant... ...it's no difference. i've been sittin' on the bench for a while. watchin' you pass time, by upliftin' a smile. i'm not sure i can even match that. i'm havin' trouble picturin' the Snapchat. oh i'm sorry, did you hear that miss? i must've whispered in the air & her ear got hit. but since i finally have one... do you happen to know - when this bus run? 'cause i've been sittin' here for like...3 hours... and, i haven't seen the first bus ride by... and you look like you're about to get picked up... not by me tho'...
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SAMANTHA -in- CHARLOTTE 04:24
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lost translation / she amazing. got no clue what she sayin'... but i'm glued in like gum on the pavement. on a Summer day - lets make a date shit. so smitten... / this is so Mittens... fits like a glove - why don't'chu be the Mrs.? it's been a long year filled with some misses. and i'm gettin' too old to get a mistress, so... - i love how she accent every 'hello' scent better than a cigarello. each time i roll-up - roll out a welcome i'm so thankful that i ask "how come?" this new to me... i feel Naked & Afraid of the nudity. let it relate and translate that between what's not being said, i say... i love everything stripped away. so... i'll change the perception of us. even when our inception bust. 'cause if ships sink & dreams die as we both wake-up i'll get the space like Rose should've done. (...you said you'd never let go...) i know it's demeanin' & rude... though if this sounds strange - i'm drownin' wit' you. 'cause to me, that means we met in a hue and if the lights on - it's like we meet in a room. she illuminate the area / from all angles. no way comparin' her - the talk channels and alters, every obsession that i love. immediately notice everything that she does. she never spoke once - since we met tho'... but that smile caught my eye on the Metro. now when she bat those eyes... those same butterflies... lift me right outta' my shelltoes!
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PINKY wit'no BRAIN 02:41
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what're we goin' to do tonight Brain? Pinky, c'mon... i'm washed-up... nah, i'm tryin' to awake this dream ...while sippin' a Starbuck. if i'm really asleep / how come... i can taste all of the caffeine inside of my large cup? Venti got me ventin'. listen what i'm listin'... i've got more Henchmen than assistants. really what's the difference? if it's how you take over globes... and this is every day - ain't Pinky a pro? nah, he been caged-in too long. the digi-underground - it's the same ol' song. i'm just tryin' to find a mark here.. give the all clear... and i'll put some marks in the cross-hairs. but i ain't pullin' triggers... i'm more so pushin' buttons. lets not hinder a discussion. when we talkin' substance... then you know i touched it all. and i scratch the surface if feelin' withdrawn... - i'll get off of drugs... / but really i can't... 'cause i'll take on the world if you give me a chance i'll get off of drugs... / but really i can't... 'cause i'll take on the world if you give me a chance i'll get off of drugs... / but really i can't... 'cause i'll take on the world if you give me a chance i'll get off of drugs... / but really i can't... 'cause i'll take on the world if you give me a chance - i woke up in cold sweats hard-pressed & scared. that the next idea... wasn't crystal clear. so i switched this pen... and the blue ink... threw away a sink... and wrote the blueprint distinct... enough to change how i think about it. now i realize i don't think about it. screw the world Pinky... we don't need to think about it. 'cause in here we're free - we don't think about it. so i'm just like you / i became astute. i know down is up & straights obtuse. everything is ruled while i keep my cool. it's better to be the fool then to hate this view. and i know that i'm caged-in... but i love myself & don't have to hate them. so take it from me / i'm beginning to see that even if i'm trapped - in here i'm free. - i'll get off of drugs... / but really i can't... 'cause i'll take on the world if you give me a chance i'll get off of drugs... / but really i can't... 'cause i'll take on the world if you give me a chance i'll get off of drugs... / but really i can't... 'cause i'll take on the world if you give me a chance i'll get off of drugs... / but really i can't... 'cause i'll take on the world if you give me a chance - i'll get off of drugs...and break out the cage... but Pinky said, "this is how we keep it safe" i'll get off of drugs...and pick this lock... but Pinky says, "i don't want the drugs to stop" i'll get off of drugs...and break out the door... but Pinky says, "i always say i want some more" i'll get off of drugs...and jump off the ledge... but Pinky said, "i kinda' like the edge!" .......................................................nArF!
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nO gUTs 02:28
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( Sugee... ) - 2, 4, 6, 8 Sprite for the stir-up. i just scored... so pour sir, you're up. but ta' split this dutch. break down & roll up. watch 'em breakdown when i roll up / NO GUTS! - i'm codependent on Codeine. flow mean more... it expose the whole scene. low fiend / low green / low steam. understand what low mean? cooked noodle - family owe lee. you own me? never. severe ties & clone frees. chromosomes in my lab & chill mean... expand research // Henry Wong i create a beast... in a world where Raptors eat first! give me mine Charlie! now you see caution in D.C.. these creeps keep teachin' teens to read screens. we never seen growth outta' the TV. 'til WE broke a monitor attached to the PC. no PG / NC-17 for Kids. it's Telly... wit' the "i ain't sick Jenny Jen" gem. i'm simp-lee in a gym in a new Gen. i raise a bar up... and all of my air make bars bend! - 2, 4, 6, 8 Sprite for the stir-up. i just scored... so pour sir, you're up. but ta' split this dutch. break down & roll up. watch 'em breakdown when i roll up / NO GUTS! - i'm walkin' tall on both feet. you owe fees. Opie got lost as the road meet. a po' thief... dump his soul out in the low weeds. so he see snakes slitherin' wit' co-dees. only, you never touch us wit' the old speech. cold heat kept you bundled up in the broke leaves. so we let a pen push everything folks read. 'til the ink bust! thank US! when the rust bleed! give me mine Charlie! i been scar'n drive wit' the car keys! hardly catch Z's even when the eyes weak. i see, too many die for a lost dream... and sometimes i find thoughts of the lost King. but'chu know... keep the fire lit as the torch pass. core class... did numbers all to support math. my craft doesn't mean shit if the horde crash. when the worlds at war... ...Mage's are born that! - 2, 4, 6, 8 Sprite for the stir-up. lee just scored... so pour sir, you're up. 2, 4, 6, 8 Sprite for the stir-up. Sugee just scored... so pour sir, you're up. 2, 4, 6, 8 Sprite for the stir-up. we just scored... so pour sir, you're up. but ta' split this dutch. break down & roll up. watch 'em breakdown if we roll up / NO GUTS!
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DEAD or BROKE -ft. Chad Nickell- 03:04
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i always said i could save myself. and never once tried to save myself. so i blame myself... every time i ain't take my help and pull another drug off that shelf 'cause i fucked up. my mind just wanna' fly... and time kept passin' me by. that's a far cry from The Pharcyde. you can like it or not... when the heart cold startin' to rot. see i'm in this box... throwin' dirt on everything i love. and my friends kept bringin' me drugs. and i did 'em so much... sober only found me stuck in the place i was never from. then i woke up... now i bask in a sun-ray. feelin' wavy in the rain on my son day. you may say nothin' i ever makes great. but bro, this keep my name off a nameplate. - _TheChad_ am i broke or dead? you may think it's strange... all the things i collect would you feel the same... knowin' money i spent? oh, i think no. - i always said i could pay myself. off of everything i make myself. but i blame myself... every time i ain't save my wealth and put another figure on my shelf 'cause i fucked up. i reverted to a past life... when a hero was 6 inch high. it's a pint size crime... the new drug always costs $25. each time i get the itch in my side. and it add up... but the wall still ill tho'. everything mint, sealed, & still closed. and what's in pocket still strain a billfold. but i gotta' watch Rea when she real close. 'cause it's hard to explain to a 12 year old how every toy in a box gotta' still be closed. i don't wanna' show her how the will will go. once i decide i'm done & get the will to go, yo... - _TheChad_ am i broke or dead? you may think it's strange... all the things i collect would you feel the same... knowin' money i spent? oh, i think no. am i broke or dead? am i broke or dead? am i broke or dead?

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[ 8 tracks | 23 minutes ]

"Midlife Crisis: Summer Stare [ep]"

featuring appearances from...
mArC wHiTnEy +
Chad Nickell (from The Loose Change)

'Summer Stare' is the first part of a two EP (seasonal release) from Verbal Anime which makes up the complete seventh full length project from lee nyce titled "Midlife Crisis". Considered the more 'upbeat' collection of tracks from the LP, 'Summer Stare' was created to coincide for the 'sunny disposition' of its artists.

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released June 20, 2021

Written/Performed by negative lee nyce

Production Includes: CoryaYO (1)
Blue In Green (2), BIG SYST (3), Fris (4)
Mittens (5), gf (6), Kid Sugoi (7), ThatKidGoran (8)

tracks 1, 4, 5, & 6
Recorded @ Dexter's Lab by egoDEF +
Mixed/Engineered by egoDEF for DATA / 1615

tracks 2, 7, & 8
Recorded @ Bearded Gooses by D. Blaine +
Mixed/Engineered by Daniel Blaine for killwolf Studios

track 3
Recorded @ Dexter's Lab by lee nyce for Verbal Anime
Mixed/Engineered by BIG SYST for DATA / 1615

mArC wHiTnEy appears courtesy of himself.
Chad Nickell appears courtesy of The Loose Change.

Executive Produced by lee nyce for Verbal Anime
Published by Under-gradS Publishing
Cover Artwork by Marc Whitney Art

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negative lee nyce Clifton Forge, Virginia

"Discovered a culture in elementary. Wrote through high school. Found Sugoi in '96 (online). Rhymed at college & created illegal prophets outta' backpack w/ Under-gradS. Perfected 'mangle'd soul' in '05. DATA started in 2010. And now - you're here..."

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