Channel: EpicLLOYD

Category: Entertainment

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Description: EpicLLOYD - HERE Streamable here - hyperurl.co/HEREalbum I'm on Cameo: cameo.com/epiclloyd IG & Twitter @theepiclloyd Facebook /epiclloyd Yoooooooo!!!! Thanks so much for watching this video and for supporting all the different things I am lucky enough to make. I've never put out an EP or an album of my original music before so I'm pretty pumped to be sharing this project with you. Like the song says, it's been a really long time coming and I'm glad to be able to finally make it happen. I'll be making more videos for the songs on the EP, so keep an eye out for those and please let me know your thoughts and ideas on how I can make them great. Which one should I make next? What do you think? A lot of people helped me a ton with this so please make sure to check them out. Beat by Tone Jonez (if you've never heard this guys beats you really need to) tonejonez.com Produced & mixed by Jose "Choco" Reynoso Video shot and edited by Ed Vilderman youtube.com/user/SuperEd86 Album artwork by: Mike Bugaoan Instagram.com/porchlitemusic Written & Performed by EpicLLOYD Recorded at Venkman Studios and at my house Special Thanks to: Josie, Hobie, Luke, Alex Bilowitz, Choco, Mi & the WCT, Pete, Dante and the entire ERB crew, Maker Studios and especially all you fine folks. LYRICS It's creeping up on something like ten years in the coming my guts and stomach rumbling from swallowing my pride but now this monster in my chest is busting through my breast plate gnashing teeth, screaming, spitting acid alien style fuck it I'm staggering trying to keep my anger under management butI've fallen off the wagon and for these next few bars I'm bragging dog, I'm living large like I bust out the garage two homes two clubs two cars two dogs two L's in my name and I give props for the applause taste the blood in my mouth from my gums when I floss part of me thinks I'm worthless and part of me thinks that's perfect a mix of pain and passion to be respected as a wordsmith I've lost my marbles oh my God I gotta get those time to gobble up these mother fuckers hungry hungry hippos and yo, hungry's not the language cause God dammit I'm famished despite the cash I manage can't afford to watch this all vanish so call me manic call me panicked I'll take advantage, stay pushing like I do when I write left handed I keep my head under hats my ego under raps push my pen down on the page and leave my rep behind that If I was a boaster I'd talk more about signing posters or how I use my gold records as my coffee coasters but I'm older than you think i opened up to gain some closure drag some tracks out of my brain so I can free up some folders and I'll never ever dream of pressing pause I be that outlaw, slack-jawed hacksaw south paw I don't give a shit who likes my songs I just wish I coulda played a couple for my Moms This isn't written out of fear I"m proving the difference between talent and just a couple good years I'm spitting out of shear excitement that I finally don't care loud enough so y'all will hear, that i'm here.