Flyover Renaissance EP Tropidelic

Flyover Renaissance

       

Release Date: December 13, 2019

Released By: Ineffable Music Group

Special Guests: The Palmer Squares, Flobots

I’m tryna go from the nose bleeds to the loge seats
Backstage with a fridge full of groceries, lately I’m just lonely
I’d rather rot at the bottom than be a phony
So If you think you doin’ better baby show me
So please
Take a page from my book
Then maybe you can understand the path and the time that it took
Cause I’m sick of dirty looks
Got you nippin’ at the bait now you swallowing the hook, son
I got
No time for people who stay doubting
You see me climbing up from the top of the mountain
It’s gonna take time but while I’m screaming and shouting
I’ma gather up fans by the tens of thousands
So
I’m convinced we gonna pull off a miracle
But nervous to the point that I’m thinking ‘bout getting spiritual
Like dear god don’t let my journey be satirical
I’m eating y’all for breakfast
I’m reckless, you keep the cereal

How long must we be the underdogs?
Til I see these mislead people come back home
How long must we steer these people wrong?
Til I see these broken people run it
C’mon c’mon yeah

They say it’s been a while since I seen you around
And that I’m always on the road, does it ever slow down?
I clear away their plates and hope that they don’t see me frown
They say you really blowing up but you still workin’ downtown?
I’m in the back of the pack
But I swear I won’t finish last
Cause with some vision and tact
I’ll get my dream back on track
Ignore the talents I lack
I’m out here shooting the gap
Moving forward and never back
My team is on the attack
Don’t
Understand how we all are still hanging on
Yeah
We got everything against us and yet we remain strong
This the road less traveled the path is beyond long
I don’t sweat it ‘cause I know that you lovin’ the underdogs
We got
Hard work and a whole lotta passion
You getting’ worked by a couple Cleveland bad kids
No plan B
My life is a giant mad lib
Philosophizing rhymes man
I swear I’m writing in Sanskrit

How long must we be the underdogs?
Til I see these mislead people come back home
How long must we steer these people wrong?
Til I see these broken people run it
C’mon c’mon yeah

James:
Every inch is progress, trust the process
Hard to remember you doin’ better and we all stressed
Let it fall down to build back up
You find the best and the worst in yourself whenever you stuck
There ain’t nobody to help, you gotta manage yourself
And there’s action to take, so play the hand that you’re dealt
There’s no way to replace all the love that you felt
So keep movin’ till you got the past under your belt

It’s not far from jarring but you’ll figure it out
Kickin’ and hissin’ curse words out the side of your mouth
On your way to redemption they wanna see you head south
You better leave no room for a trace of doubt
That
In due time everything will be fine, no need to wait for a sign or for some stars to align
You gotta
Stop waiting, you’ve been patient
Buckle down and head out, your life’s a-wasting

There’s no such thing as never
There is only now
So use the pressure
Up and down
Up and down

No one can tell you better
Nor hold you down
So use the pressure
Up and down
Up and down

Roads:
Hello
I’m spillin’ over ‘cause my glass is full
Because I wake up every morning and attack my goals
I appreciate the journey and my passion shows
Consider this an ally oop
Basketball
‘Cause after all there’s never been a task too tall
I guess unless you live passive and half-involved
Sometimes to feel accomplished you have to crawl
Not just anyone can do it, do you have the gall?
Can you look death in the face?
Can you even catch a breath in the race?
Can you accept that contentment is meant to directly reflect on the steps that you take?
That’s a hard thing to taste
Push it til tomorrow ‘cause it’s easier to swallow
When your cushion is the bottle
Hoping that you win the lotto
It’s a pity, it’s a problem
It’s impeding on your bottom line
Thought that you could do it, for you knew it
You were out of time

There’s no such thing as never
There is only now
So use the pressure
Up and down
Up and down

No one can tell you better
Nor hold you down
So use the pressure
Up and down
Up and down

Acumental (Palmer Squares):
I got dreams to achieve
But I’m stuck in reverse
Fell asleep to the beat
Woke up with a verse
I’m on the cusp
On the verge
Seeing is believing so fuck what you heard
My heartbeat is a quarter note kick drum
Door gunner go to war like GET SOME
Stayed true
Fought tooth and nail
My crew prevails
Too fool proof to fail

Term (Palmer Squares):
Animals stay in your cage
Channel your pain into rage
Channel your rage into action
Decimals change into to fractions
Level the decibels
Cut like a knife
Spice up the recipe
To say it ain’t the same as making it happen
If the love of my life be the death of me
You can call it a fatal attraction

There’s no such thing as never
There is only now
So use the pressure
Up and down
Up and down

No one can tell you better
Nor hold you down
So use the pressure
Up and down
Up and down [x2]

You’re the one that makes me feel how I feel
When I feel what I feel when I’m feelin’
I can’t go reinvent the wheel so the gears in my head keep spinnin’
Nowadays I just lost the appeal of this fucked up life that I’m livin’
On the road but I rather be at home, me and you in my room just chillin’

Sunshine in the summertime
Underlines love
Like the wind ‘neath the wings of a butterfly
Sometimes when I’m tired
I decide
That the size of your eyes could eclipse all the underlying
Things that I was ashamed of for
Things I could’ve done for you more
Things I put up on the shelf too long
Times I didn’t know I was wrong to say
The seasons change and come my way again
My masterpiece has fell to pieces and
I lost my way but gained a better friend
There’s so much more than I can pretend

You’re the one that makes me feel how I feel
When I feel what I feel when I’m feelin’
I can’t go reinvent the wheel so the gears in my head keep spinnin’
Nowadays I just lost the appeal of this fucked up life that I’m livin’
On the road but I rather be at home, me and you in my room just chillin’

Tongue tied but I feel alive
Everything fits
Like the prints of the stars in the summer sky
Intertwined til it’s time
To decide
If the clock on the wall makes all wrong for you to drive
Home til you come back again
It’s as though we’re just practicing
For a whole ‘nother life ahead
But I could be inaccurate, so
Will things grow or will things fall apart
Will my doubtful ways end things before they start
As traffic slows I comb the boulevard
The rising moon takes me to where you are

You’re the one that makes me feel how I feel
When I feel what I feel when I’m feelin’
I can’t go reinvent the wheel so the gears in my head keep spinnin’
Nowadays I just lost the appeal of this fucked up life that I’m livin’
On the road but I rather be at home, me and you in my room just chillin’

I lie awake and sort the fuzz
Remind myself the sun goes down on both of us
Dry eyes at stake, sometimes it’s tough
Sometimes it’s tough

You’re the one that makes me feel how I feel
When I feel what I feel when I’m feelin’
I can’t go reinvent the wheel so the gears in my head keep spinnin’
Nowadays I just lost the appeal of this fucked up life that I’m livin’
On the road but I rather be at home, me and you in my room just chillin’ [x2]

James:
The highways underpass is full of shitty tags
And we can navigate the city without no map
So many faces on the sidewalk that bring back
Memories of times before I’d even written one rap
Happy to be back. I never felt trapped
It’s blurred together now the road and home are overlapped
I laid my head in every city on the map and it’s a gift and a curse to never feel attached

I started off with so much ambition
But
Really I’d be happy with some food in the kitchen
So good things stay hidden, good times good riddance
For one minute let’s pretend our fate isn’t already written
So long to day jobs and clear thoughts
I already don’t remember what I’m talking ‘bout
But it’s whatever long as we’re all here together
And we’ll tell them that we only stayed in Cleveland for the weather

Sometimes I feel hopeless
Sometimes I’m misunderstood
Sometimes I feel broken
But I’ll always be an open book

Jonny 5 (Flobots):
Feet on the ground head in the clouds
Moving in and out of jet streams
Brainstorm spinning around
More than a wet dream
When in doubt send in the clowns to do the sex scene
Flip scripts read ‘em aloud
And if we’re on the same page then nobody has to act hard
Let your guard down shine together like blackstar
I’ve been speaking Spanish and Swahili in my backyard
When I spit my last bar
I just wanna know that I was doing what I did best
Redefine success
2020 vision all eyes on the Midwest
Power to the people raise a fist yes
Whether you religious or just pissed off and don’t got shit left
I see you and I raise you
If the acapellas not compelling tracks won’t save you
But this is Tropidelic so you got to feel it
Praise due
Whether you been overlooked or never truly overstood
I’ll tell you everything I know I’m an open book

Sometimes I feel hopeless
Sometimes I’m misunderstood
Sometimes I feel broken
But I’ll always be an open book

Roads:
I’m detached and disenchanted with the fact
That the world’s moving too fast for me to relax
If I wasn’t on the road, I think I’d probably relapse
But all this being on the road just gives me panic attacks
I never win, I often lose
There’s consequence to what you chose and it’s hard to do
Everytime I catch a glimpse it just always seems to fade
In a way I feel hopeless….

Sometimes I feel hopeless
Sometimes I’m misunderstood
Sometimes I feel broken
But I’ll always be an open book (x2)

Through intermittent ambivalence
I contemplate
The ever-present coalescence
Of love hate
I serve myself a double dose and lick the dinner plate
Pickin’ up pieces of my heart along the interstate
I teeter on losing it and lost
Cest la vie
Did I come up or come across?
Don’t fear the dawn
‘Cause I can keep it raw
They say that love’s fluid
So I drink it from a straw

Money comes, money goes
But the time just goes, goes, goes
Believe it
Do what you love
If you don’t you should know
That it shows, shows, shows
That it shows, shows, shows [x2]

Through uninhibited exhibition
We demonstrate
Your immuration is in relation to mental state
I put the rhythm to my lips and it precipitates
Then intermingles with the blood upon my resume
Where I’m from
It’s not easy to be soft
I’m just an addict in the jungle of the frost
We speak in tongues
Humbled by the ride
I’m loyal to the soil
But committed to the sky

Money comes, money goes
But the time just goes, goes, goes
Believe it
Do what you love
If you don’t you should know
That it shows, shows, shows [x2] [Guitar Break]

Money comes, money goes
But the time just goes, goes, goes
Believe it
Do what you love
If you don’t you should know
That it shows, shows, shows [x2]