About Dreams and Monsters

by Timi Tamminen & Weswac

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1.
Chorus 05:08
Yo Wes [yeah?] Was thinking... Maybe talk a bit 'bout how you feel right now [the people do wanna know] Let's go It was me and you girl or so I thought And you not even sorry for the pain you caused That's alright girl cause I'm moving on Back with the bros, time to make a couple songs No disrespect but I have no regrets Collecting some checks, I feel fresher than Crest breath Man, I'm so blessed that I'm living my best Get it off of my chest I don't need your caress, yes Won't be my death, it's just on to the next Chapter in life, that's why I'm grabbing the mic Yeah man, I'm more than alright But I can still slow down when I need, it's sublime Imma live my own life and it is fine Keep it hot, it's the heat in the summertime Miss me with that, my crew is just getting high Miss me, miss me, miss me But life goes on Livin', livin', livin' like a chorus Just for today, feelin' like a tourist Let's face it, I've really got no clue about Where to get my monthly means and just how But ain't no mountain high enough, somehow You'll hear about it through the grapevine when you stick around Ow, there's this aching pain in my jawbone Because of recent weeks, I've been barely home I've been working overtime for too long Today I'll start on a different note Some days I'm full of fear of the unknown There's been tough times when I've felt all alone But hey, it took longer than a day to build Rome The bad days teach you how to stand the heat like firestone So far this evening's been nothing but sublime, my Solo soiree in the garden, I feel so fine The midnight's making it's way for the summertime Today I'll do nothing but sit and stay high
2.
Hey, Weswac is in the house so let’s bounce And T the type of dope that you can’t label in ounces My count says we the only two in the room who know what to do that’ll get the party to move Got me runnin’ like caffeinated The crazies be hypin’, ain’t it Girls shakin’, ain’t it like their name will get hyphenated I am feelin’ elated Tell my haters I made it This is a celebration of our names getting elevated Like the po when they sticking a ticket I’m dishing to critics, something they can witness Ya better have listened, I’m making a hit list All on it are finished So you better pay up With some checks Or respects I don’t know What comes next But I have no regrets If you come for my neck you’ll be gone in a sec You get poked, call me Steph I mean no disrespect but you know we up next So we going up! Up right now, we goin’ up right now Up right now, we goin’ up right now Up right now, we goin’ up right now Up right now, we goin’ UP! Dear Santa I know that Christmas came and went but uh… I’ve still… I’ve still got a couple wishes left in my pocket because I’ve been a good boy, um… I’d love to wish my friends and family health and happiness I’d love to buy my Mom something nice Oh and I nearly forgot… I’d love to be rich and famous as fuuu- He’s back The realest cracker you’ve ever seen I could rap ‘bout Wallace and Gromit and still get the cash, cheese I’m a wanted man, see? More addicting than crack Part-brash, part-compassionate future smash Born to crash weddings, gatherings Tongue like a shotgun, bang Not just a pretty face, I’m no ordinary man A mastermind, a feline-like genius on the loose, lord One day they’ll hang me in the Louvre Da Vinci moves, here to break all the rules I’m killing shit, silly kids think this is built with ease Beastly skills shifting gears, reaching infinity Finish these weak beings guillotine-style Enough with the lyrical spiritual shower Close your eyes You thought we were finished, huh? The dream is only beginning So prepare for the ride We’re back to the good part I’m doing this from the heart We’re in this together, brothers and sisters Please keep following your golden dreams They made me feel like I’d be nothing but now you’re witnessing the birth of a phoenix I’ll honour the past tragedies All of the victories All the real ones ‘round me We’re going up in 2020 Up right now, we goin’ up right now Up right now, we goin’ up right now Up right now, we goin’ up right now Up right now, we goin’ UP! Follow your golden dreams
3.
Bingo It’s your favourite gringo Back with his old lingo I spit cold gospel with the twinkle in my eyeball Gentlemen, there’s a new king called T-Bone Unforgettable boy, mental showreel straight from the temple A window to my spindle soul It’s like a syndrome, can’t slow down Scribble sick slow tempo songs even when I slumber, simple It’s the appetite, the rapper’s pride I like to mingle gentle, kinky slow tempo with the whole-hearted souls Draw sweet scrawls on skin like a pencil Fend off the vain hoes, they don’t tickle me pink Cole was right, keep clear of the tempting bimbos Rear ends like mangos, standing like flamingos They come easy and go hard like pimples but it takes two to tango Tangled up in lies and pleas of starting over Too late, it’s the limbo you started Pillowtalk won’t rekindle the fire that you put out Stay faithful, you might as well take or leave this info but you’ll thank me later It’s only love, good night Ringo Ladies, fellas, don’t do that Ladies and fellas, no, don’t do that You might think it’s only love It might be more, why would you wanna lose all you got? Come on Bingo, it’s your favourite hero Like Midoriya here to feed ya what will please ya That’s ya boy up on the feature, nice to meet ya It’s me, the double dub Blessings from above Join the club All we need from you is love I’m getting tired of debates about some bank accounts It don’t amount to nothing if you don’t put love in Not the tugging and rubbing I’m talking ‘bout that something that makes you feel something out of nothing, ya dig? Might be too deep for introduction Man, this boy has got some gumption And before you know it we the only thing you bumping Got the type of music got her humming in your Hummer Get up out your slumber and acknowledge these dope brothers Been rapping since Earl was talking backs of black Acura’s Wes wacking off on her, she suck it up like Dracula You a jackass while I’m a Jack of all trades If this Star City she done put my heart in the Glades Ladies, fellas, don’t do that Ladies and fellas, no, don’t do that You might think it’s only love It might be more, why would you wanna lose all you got? Come on
4.
Now whoever would have thunk that the beat would go kerplunk? A case so curious that that button should be pressed while dancing drunk The sour scent of sonic spunk’s in the air like Phil’s drum sound Don’t take me at face value, I’ve got a pyromaniac’s mouth All this power’s got me drunk I might as well start a cult Call me a dragon, the legend of the north That’ll do for now Hungry flames slowly engulf the competition No use huffing and puffing It’s the gentle art of burning down the house with an arsonist’s smile Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock Tick-tick-tock An arsonist’s smile Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock Tick-tick-tock These circling vipers keep on sloughing off their skin Their mealy mouths swiftly move without a sound Tongues wagging to the taste of clout Predatory mantras, thirst for crowds Everybody wants to be around The table has been set The postnatal regrets They skipped the harvest, the land’s been ploughed Maybe it’s a test for loyalty Not everyone’s part of the family I’ll go Corleone on anybody doubting my sheer genius ‘Bout me: I’m a proud blend of Italy and northern alpha wolf tendencies Go roaming alone when the weather gets cold Solo hunter flow mode The smell of the burning gasoline Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock Tick-tick-tock The burning gasoline Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock Tick-tick-tock
5.
Marauders 03:16
Marauders, marauders, marauders We’re marauders, marauders, marauders Ow-ow-ow, yeah Ow-ow-ow, yeah Marauders, marauders, marauders We’re marauders, marauders, marauders Ow-ow-ow, yeah Ow-ow-ow, yeah [I got it] Evil girl really left me sour Oh well, that makes sense ‘Cause every villain is lemons My goodness, my heavens, like 7/11 She open whenever I gotta do better Get gang back together Marauders forever We riding together, yeah We riding together, look Marauders are wanted but do what we want Flag at half-mast for the people we’ve lost Up in here live for my man Jordan Scott All black like T’Challa but acting Killmonger I’m not in my bag, I’m in Davy Jones’ locker Why you wrinkling like Palpatine This off the top like scalping teens It’s got to be the mean machines The new regime, man Dirty never looked so clean Marauders, marauders, marauders We’re marauders, marauders, marauders Ow-ow-ow, yeah Ow-ow-ow, yeah Marauders, marauders, marauders We’re marauders, marauders, marauders Ow-ow-ow, yeah Ow-ow-ow, yeah [and now for a few carefully curated words by the Johnny Depp of music… or maybe Christian Bale, I can’t decide, okay…] Roll the tape, cut the crap, ooh The skull flag’s at half-mast Here we come like the black cat out of the bag This rag tag gang’s a bad omen here to make bank, ow We’re after the plat Lads scream on the sinking ship Trash them all The bow crashes through the hull Kiss the sea floor I’m the Davy Jones of this track I set fire to your sailing craft Looking for the load, where the jack at? The grim aftermath, throw ‘em to the rats Words like cutlass slash You’ll need an eyepatch I’m part-pirate, part-viking Don’t mix us up with the Dutchman Unlock the crest Off with the heads Jolly roger that Grab the stacks of cash That’s the last stanza cannonblast Yarr! Bang! Marauders, marauders, marauders We’re marauders, marauders, marauders Ow-ow-ow, ooh Ow-ow-ow, ooh Marauders, marauders, marauders We’re marauders, marauders, marauders Ow-ow-ow, ooh Ow-ow-ow, ooh …
6.
I’m rollin’ I’m rollin’ [shadow in the night, I’m the lonesome rider] I’m rollin’ I’m rollin’ [bounty in my eyes, I’m the lonesome rider] I’m rollin’ Feel so alive [hey, don’t touch my horse, man] Feel it in my soul Yeah, it’s the kings of badassery Save ya from catastrophy You been hearing on the mic them trashy things, it’s dastardly Y’all don’t wanna wrassle me Ride into your town like I got Schultz and Fritz with me Chasing all these bounties through the counties is easy Pickins Soon enough none of y’all booboo rappers getting listens And if you thinking I’m tripping I should mention that your favourite artist prolly next Easy as snapping to a beat, is how we snapping necks Then it’s back to the saddle Time for me to skedaddle I’ll leave the beat for dead and leave Timi to win the battle, woo His tongue like a trigger, Clint mode The quickest wit in town, derringer flow The smoke is rising The focus, eyes on the scope This time he’s not joking, lights off The dome splits like in a motion picture The frozen victor holding back the sly snicker The sundown devours his outline as he rides into another town Bounty huntin’ for the gold bars Goes down in a blaze of pride While the final cigarillo dies, another widow cries I’m rollin’ I’m rollin’ [and he rides in the night] I’m rollin’ I’m rollin’ [and he rides, and he rides] I’m rollin’ I’m rollin’ [he rides] I’m rollin’ I’m rollin’ [yeah, yeah] I’m rollin’ Feel so alive Feel it in my soul I’m rollin’ I’m rollin’ [he rides] I’m rollin’ I’m rollin’ [in the night] I’m rollin’ Feel so alive Feel it in my soul He rides He rides He rides He rides
7.
Casket 04:08
You know [you know] I’ve been [I’ve been] Waiting [waiting] On you [on you] You know [you know] I’ve been [I’ve been] Bleeding [bleeding] With you You know that if I crack it fades to black like heart attack Don’t ask about that You know all this yet you rip the rug from under me and you leave me hanging I know you won’t change your mind so why should I waste my time I’m digging my grave tonight I’m digging my grave tonight Put my heart inside a casket Put my heart inside a casket Yeah Grab the shovels and make it double You’ll probably find me under the rubble, man I feel smaller than stubble Please don’t let me crumble I beg you, I beg you, uh huh I know that it’s coming but I still be running and running and running And stunning myself when I fall off the shelf My god, please don’t let me fall Put my heart inside a casket Put my heart inside a casket Put my heart inside a casket Put my heart inside a casket Great to see you made it this far You’re now stuck in the deepest depths of your cerebral cortex There’s no need to be shy You chose your nightmares Now you simply have to wade through them
8.
Crossroads 04:40
I’m going down to the crossroads Me weather-beaten hands on the wheel Weighing the pros and cons I can’t help but let my mind go wild and ramble on like Robert Johnson Am I here to write profound poems or spit out prose? Am I ‘bout making a quick buck or ‘bout seeing my soul fly free in the land of the luck where crooks and quacks know how to fuck you over? No use decoding Both friends and foes can swallow you whole like you were Peking duck served with fries and coke Am I game to get hastily raped for the fame? Will I get peeled like a potato and seasoned for the taste? Left in the soup with the vegetables Mephistos from music shows feasting on their newest Faust Guess I’m just sensationalising this story The years have left me doubting I’m still young as fuck Just no longer astounded about it all Will Lucifer be waiting for me by the signpost? Will it just be quiet and barren? Not even god knows Should I turn over in case I run out of petrol, gas, call it what you want What if these feelings won’t last? Praying won’t help if you crave for change after the deal’s been made You’ll be trapped in the desert with the vipers and heatwaves Am I here to help out my mates still shackled by pain or for the personal gain? To hear people call out my name? Circled by the vultures and the succubi who look so fine ’til you peer inside and only see claws and eyes There’s no entourage We’re not in Ahn’Qiraj It’s all part of the mirage You’ll find out you can’t win the game you start “Don’t sign a single thing until you’ve read that ant-sized print by the far-left hand side” my Mom would always remind me The words you herd will attract wolves or doves Watch out for the grim smiles, gulps and handrubs But enough about me, I had to get some things off my chest In the end I’ve been blessed Look at the people who’ve got less Still living life like the rest of the year was all mardi gras Why not when the planet’s boiling faster than the jambalaya Follow what’s going on outside the outlines of your ultramarine bubble Take your blue boomerang There’s no use for it if all the food is gone Keep staring with your big mouth open wide Guess it’s been like this from the start Homing pigeons just got sharp, baby A-a-anyhow, you’ll get it once your child arrives [homing pigeons just got smart, baby] I got carried away for a while I’m near the end of the line Shit Wish me luck [homing pigeons just got sharp] Down at the crossroads like I was bone thuggin’ There with all my problems that I am tired of lugging I think about the loneliness that’s constantly consuming me I think about the time I thought of suicide at seventeen I think about who’s there for me, hmm…. Best friend using me for money Music got the people running So I think about what would I do to make it big Would I sell my soul? Do I even have a gift? Man, these nightmares are too vivid I’m stuck in this state where me and my nightmares meet Would I sell my soul? Do I even have a gift? Man, these nightmares are too vivid Would I sell my soul? Do I even have a gift? Man, these nightmares are too vivid I’m stuck in this state where me and my nightmares meet Would I sell my soul? Sell my Sell my Sell my
9.
Lights 04:15
I lift my hands up in the air Oh lord, can anyone hear my prayer? I lift my hands up in the air Oh lord, can anyone hear my prayer? As the lights dim down even the finest mime has to take the mask off and let the grief bleed out ‘Round the quiet hours when the whole town has gone to another land, only one room has lights on Count my job done if I set a single soul alight You never know which line can save a life I might wag my tongue and sometimes sound self-satisfied But trust me, I’ve been there once in my life People still sleeping but I don’t mind They’ll find out what they’ve missed out on when the time is right Might be a year or five I’ll smile when this bar gets found A sign of the law of attraction The traction’s building up The silent action’s the key to drive the right crowd in Trust the process What’s knocked you down will bring out your might Minds that inspire are not built without a fight Before the lights dim down Please step into the spotlight If you’re ever feeling down just know this, dark times will pass by [yep] Before the lights dim down [lights dim down] Please step into the spotlight [okay] If you’re ever feeling down just know this, dark times will pass by [okay, they ready for me, yeah] Man, I gotta move Gotta keep up with my brethren Do something with my life before I make it to heaven’s gates Put it in your face like some mace that I’m great Ain’t no debate, play the tape, I’m the ace Before I was the man with the plan had to learn how to stand on my own ‘Cause you forget when you’re a fan and you’re looking from the stand that they man’s had to grind it at home You just see him in the zone Which only means they caught a break right You never see the times that they caught a brake light Know that when you hear me on the mic that it comes from the times of my life where I give what I got Man, it’s all that I got and I do it for the people Gotta grind it out so I can give you all a sequel Out here grinding like some gears in the clock Hope I don’t stare at the end of a glock Before I expire Build an empire Let my Mom retire Make my friends designers Once you get that fire ain’t no putting it out Step into the spotlight and figure it out Before the lights dim down Please step into the spotlight If you’re ever feeling down just know this, dark times will pass by Before the lights dim down Please step into the spotlight If you’re ever feeling down just know this, dark times will pass by Can’t stand up, must get up Can’t stand up, must get up Can’t stand up, must get up Can’t stand up, must get up Can’t stand up, must get up Can’t stand up, must get up I lift my hands up in the air
10.
Flood 02:25
Some memories are vivid, some memories are hazy I look back at times when I was lost and crazy Aggressive, clueless, selfish, foolish The quality of the soil makes all the difference Some roses can grow out of concrete I chose the wrong road I know I’ve done a lot of wrong Have mercy on my soul [IT WILL RAIN] Trying to survive the ruination caused by the man’s vices Am I the main hero? The sidekick? The villain? Does it matter? The devil could wear Walmart or Versace [RAIN] Can’t help but love everybody Even the wicked and all of my rivals All I wanna leave behind is my offering A shred of hope for the silently suffering [CAN’T STOP THE RAIN] Questions I haven’t asked before: Will there be yet another war? What for? Are we the virus tearing down our own home? [IT WILL RAIN] Will I ever live through my own dreams with a dutiful child and a beautiful wife in a house by the seaside? Can I ever go back to my old way of life? [IT WILL RAIN] Why did I have to do what I did? Is this the judgement day? Is this all ‘bout what I did? Wake - wake me up I’m aware of my sins You, he and I all got out confessions to make [IT WILL RAIN] Wait, wait, am I talking in my sleep again? I think I just scratched my own tummy or thigh Was that a beam of light? I think I’ve reached the end of this nightmare [IT WILL RAIN] Wait - wake me up Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up
11.
Outro 02:27
Hold up Feeling all tight in my chest, chest, chest Running the streets took my breath, breath Me and my team up in arms, arms, arms Doing these beats so much harm, harm Again Feeling all tight in my chest, chest Running the streets took my breath, breath Me and my team up in arms, arms Doing these beats so much harm, harm Crank Feeling all tight in my chest, chest Running the streets took my breath, breath Me and my team up in arms, arms Doing these beats so much harm, harm Crank

credits

released February 29, 2020

All songs written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac (Wesly Ashton Cannonier) except where noted otherwise
All songs produced by Timi Tamminen except where noted otherwise

1. Chorus (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen & sohval)
2. Golden Dreams (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen & Weswac)
3. It’s Only Love (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen)
* The song samples "Time Taker" by Maddie Ashman
4. The Arsonist’s Smile (written by Timi Tamminen & sohval, produced by Timi Tamminen)
5. Marauders (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen & sohval)
6. The Lonesome Rider (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen)
7. Casket (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen)
8. Crossroads (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen & Lil Crockpot)
9. Lights (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen)
10. Flood (written by Timi Tamminen, produced by Timi Tamminen)
11. Outro (written by Timi Tamminen & Weswac, produced by Timi Tamminen & sohval)

Album cover by MSFTSWOLF (@msftswolf on Instagram), additional editing by Timi Tamminen

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