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The "Mellow" EP

by Gene & Alex

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1.
Another Day 02:41
(verse 1 - Alex) Live like a drifter No Ken Block, but I will out whip ya Go till it stop, and I will out live ya Cold but I'm hot, so I'm still here wit ya Get the big picture? I see the world dyin, I got grim reap glasses overslept school, so I still "C" classes I define average, as default tragics how can you be you? if you me? thats backwards read mathmatics and then beast athletics theory of a thought, now to me thats restless breathe or be breathless feed or be breastless in between the leader and the lead is progressness throw and you fetch this, mean like a wretch its, used as a wrachet, I will fix yo vex its, nothin to a no one, bow down to no one, someone without a thought? impossible to know one nothin but another day, chronic so I'm here to stay bionic so I live this way, cant comprehend or say what I be thinkin on a regular day basis blind to the fake so i cant remember faces....I'm out. (verse 2 - gene) reality is what you percieve at the end of the day but perspectives can be deceptive and lead you astray think you understand my concepts? I con seperate different classes with intellegance ...thats common sense. with Common's sense I could "Gain One's Definition" of a "G.O.D." from "Invocation" "Between me, you and liberation" creating unification but still i'm patiently waitin they judge without hesitation like how can they make a statement no 'clue' with an accusation well i guess these faces im facin are truely my speculation if God is my only witness it must be the indication cause feeling vacant awakens mistaken placement like Clayton a path forsaken to straighten from accuaintances made with Satan but i'm content in my sweat's and my kicks im not a bum, just a bum that dont fit and laughin cause the handles the mic, tonight, despite i'm moppin floors helped pay for the 2 door convertible that you adore
2.
(verse 1 - gene) (Only for u) To Capture, cigaretteism & rhythm, I'm flippin, images to create proficient 5 by 7's, of figments binoculars, vigilant from a distant, hidden assailant Paranoia killin coherent, people, lookin and starin While dem glasses you wearin, foggin up, makin fear apparent Arogent, little shhh, I'm outside your window in peerin Reminicin, about the time you took a bite out my sandwich How bout I cut out these lights and allow silence to do its damage Heh all frantically panic, viewin panoramic these mental games, I'm playin, thinkin my ways are satanic Devilish eyes, lies, within beneath the question of antics The riddles authentic, worded like Kendrick, feel the dynamic? Cloak and dagger music, with the acoustics, create a conclusion, to this lucid dream that I've been in control of stupid Look at the moonlit, horrid and artic outside happenin every night, sleep tight, its bedtime...look (verse 2 - alex) i'm at the peak, of my creep at the night time while you asleep, im in a jeep, plannin my crime so next time, at night you wonder whose outside im in ya tree wit a scope man and two black eyes i've been battlin and rattlin, these cages while you tattlin i'm practicin the violin to mediate this violence and penatrate the masses, attend them as a casualty nothin but a violent silence, im dippin when i hear sirens its nothin i dont obligue it, i brush it off like a sholder i'm posted up in yo holster, im close enough no elopin im hopin the door is closin, so i can creep slow up on ya im chosin to be a monster, you know it that you a goner when i walk away, im pullin out a lighter to ignite the night and burn up all the evidence, so they cant say i did it right? (verse 3 - gene) Hehe, right And now theres investigation, from what your minds been portrayin These demons interrogatin Now irritation, created from the faucet drippin The metronome of imprisonment Causing you to snap like a ligament Hairless from all predicaments, Seeming imminent Adrenaline kickin in, cringe as im under ur skin Conviction within, you create a vixon, from hidden restriction A nonexistent, sickness progresses, from consistent fiction (verse 4 - alex) I'm packin madness, hear laughter after disaster i'm after masterin chapters, i'm hangin from dusty rafters these clumsy cats I run after I'm aftermath in a backpack and pack up and dippin after, a sydicate in the shallows im swingin in ever battle im Avril lavigne, up in her teens weaken demons, then defeate em heathens speakin, smile and greet em never leave em, down and defeated cause its the time of the season for creepin...ya know what i'm meanin?
3.
Metropolis by Alex Man without a face, is why i'm gone without a trace deep alluded thoughts, thats the thing you can't erase twisted logic, hearts cold, but i don't play racket ball flow my punch lines headed yo way truth seekers, rythm im riddlin dont even try, and riddle em i rid em of wisdom until i finish em then i hit em with proper spittin make em feel young again, but i aint kiddin got god in my system i'm feelin like makin wishes, magic but all you witches can get back to doin dishes, im vicious and aggrivated im happy that all you hated, gave me steam for my boat load dreamin while i sleep so the alarm is a no-go ...dont wake me up....dont wake me up alarm is a no-go ...dont wake me up....dont wake me up It's Time by Gene The devils, thought level, resembles, Unethical, wickedness Synthetical measures, allowin skepticals, pressure critics To get a gimmick Analytically proven, wrong, so agnostics Can Doubt more And thats a mouth full From extortin, your opinions, Im on hells coarse With the more, i learn, The less i know for sure From you Throwin out verbs, and ramblin words like the first, part of my verseKickin flows, all over the road, In and out of, i swerve While i observe, what's worse And converse, with a myth, im convinced, is unrealistic and logic But Anymore, id rather lock the door And explore, wats forgotten in a hotel drawer Ignore the world, atmosphere of a morgue And be still like a corpse, While im mumblin, "deal lord"
4.
Restrictions 03:52
(verse 1 - alex) kickin twisted lyrics, i know you hear em you think that you should back away but still you end up right near em I got that draw of a westerner, the thoughts of a philosopher the doom of a menace, gettin wicked with these obstacles i climb over em, stompin on em, so keep em comin my mind frame is of a crazy man, i'm up to somethin these bed time stories aint puttin me to sleep the gloom, in my room, and all these faces keep testin me the recipe is reciprocal, i'm flippin the script up on these criminals, with a centrifugal flow i use your own force against you, so think twice about movin i'm heavin bound on hell's highway, aint no doubt that i'm cruisin illuminati members, and bugatti's with henchman couldnt take away my soul because my god he won't let em i dont fret about respect from these people thats overdue i got bigger things to fret about, i'm sure that you do too. Choruse (JFK) Ladies and Gentleman the very word secrecy is repugnant in a free and open society and we are as a people inhearently, and historically opposed to secret societies secret oathes and any secret proceedings even in today there is little value in insuring the survival of our nation if our traditions do not survive with it (verse 2 - gene) someones realistic fanatasy is depression settlin in lies are illusions playing games with the open minded allowing brokenness to leave you at a loss for words these rainy days, cant compensate for all of the hurt live and ya learn but what do ya learn when all's ignored? my mental stabilities changed, perceptions restored i'm startin to mourn, over the loss of myself i'm dwellin in forgotten memories that I with-held this carousel, of heaven and hell, is what you make it expect, that every shade of death, comes with complications but wise words, are just anothers interpretation of limitations, intiated from who tolerate it the easily persuaded, damned from manipulation every downfall originates from consideration don't allow something beautiful to corrupt your heart walkin down boulevard, alone in subtle dark Chorus (JFK) For as a wise man once said an error doesn't become a mistake until you refuse to correct it we intend to accept full responsabilities for our errors and we expect you to point them out, when we miss them
5.
Alex verse 1: i got an army up inside me surrounded by this darkness so im switchin on the high beams thoughts are very awkward talkin know one is beside me stalkin very thoughts of redemption i say im sorry but im not repeat offender i just don’t get caught if peter piper pickin peppers peter parker spinnin webs where does that put me in in the middle of this map, i got my ego in my bag and im leavin thats just a fact. cause these demons on full attack and my soul it just won’t quit bleedin in my mind i no im leadin but never cleainin im hopin this evenin is when they leavin cause i can’t take it no mo so if not then its me thats leaving thats one thing that is forsure im ready to leave it all behind me and keep pushing on being pursued by monsters just like in this song its not only when im asleep but when im awake it seems like behind every corner where the monsters wait its seems like every moring they have a meeting about where im going who im seeing and i just can’t get away so im steady trying to plan my escape so i just get down on my knees to my God is who i pray Gene verse 2: All I got is lonely nights upon the sofa another pill allows me to sleep deep up in a coma only to awake to the appearance of deceptiveness a fools paradise, persuaded by the devils mistress that red attire got me glancin while i turn my head but i cant help it im still lookin back eyes resemblin what was never said defining the very line just where it crosses for the fence and im still walkin on it, keepin my balance in check bet im turnin away from what i never was the thought was discussed but never clutched but even "Me" and "I" against "Myself" obtained a grudge i got invisible argumentation and such I stay secluded my solution ends with me on the asphalt thought was always an option acting on it was difficult im a livin breathin beacon for the demons now cause i used to kill for sleep, now im praying for insomnia

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released September 15, 2012

Lamont Styles
Brandon Pequignot
Gene & Alex

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Been through hell and back. That's myself of course. But in the reality of it all, we all feel like it. Most turn to music to ease the mind. So let this music release the inner pain with-in you.

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