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LONG GREEN RAIN

by ZIPPY PETE

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1.
im coming to realize that sadness is unavoidable and also exploitable, you gotta really try, it's madness, flush me down a toilet bowl, I've had it, it's time to move onto the next feelings, you can catch me in reeling wishing i was dreaming, itching to be sleeping, bitching every time I'm leaving, No sense of directions, should I mention my predicament of pretention, their raps are ligament connections, keeping me from rejecting the world, and it's problems, this is just another feeble attempt to solve them and my dejection, I used to have regal locks but I chopped em, to cop a job, it's no problem, I'll change myself for standards that're locked n, I've less respect for the times I'm bobbing in, and out sometimes I shout fuck Darwin craving something, I didnt know existed, fronting all these feelings, just a mixed man questioning his existence, is the hand we're dealt fixed? is there any chance of fixing it? i could be different, i could also be the same either fucking way, would there be no change it would still be today this dismay may lead you, to better meadows where healthier seeds grew im just some clever fellow, who jots it down to sounds so mellow, who needs you but really im disheveled, hello, im see through this is king couch, of all things dont let sadness be your doubt, cause its happinesses equal get them fists up, i want to see your rings its okay to mistrust, every fucking thing, get them fists up, i want to see your rings
2.
sandcastles from snowscapes, trip me, im wondering how the earth tastes thinkin back to the first dates, with first rate first mates, dirt for desert, no need to parlay anyways at any rate, i'm shifting looking for familiar faces in the distance, it's all silhouettes, I'm feeling shifty this instance with no regrets i regret not speaking up in that room with the elephant in it, irrelevant words to keep the conversation continuing, I reap the benefits of merchant service telemarketing, Yes this is KC calling, im wondering if Martin is in? I'm searching for nice conversations, no ulterior motives hidden, altogether no motivation, ice the brain, it's melting from boredom and over contemplation, this rapid decay of my psyches meditation, I might be a potato or some other starch, a root, maybe a plantain or maybe two.
3.
WILD DOGS IN KENNELS YES MAN BULLSHIT THO EMPATHY WILL EMPTY OUT ME GUARNATEED
4.
though dark days may be coming, i have been summoned from unknown plains, to tell tales of copped loots and gains, dark alleyways, all aligned with scriptures and prophetic pictures of the past, i was standing there aloof, fucking aghast if they had been through that, how can i not go through this, i'm shifty to shift from decided sentences, a life sentence is much more than you can think, rusty chainlinks, dirty washroom sink there is more under the floorboard, score where my next hoard is, you could be the next man through my door and still, you would have to take your shoes off still you would have to take your shoes off still you would have to take your still you would have to take still you would have to still you would have still you would still you still yes i could. tho dark days may be coming, i have been summoned and tho dark days may be coming, i have been summoned
5.
if given the chance i wonder if i'd still be here or if I'd give it all up to disappear into nothingness with no fears this is what it was like before, each step was heavy questioning plenty, overwhelmingly honest with envy frienemy with henessy, can't even remember a better me battered and beat like tattered sheets, battery dun baffled me, I'm bound to disbelieve two double-d batteries is all i need to power me lucid useless and alive, you can move it or lose it but you can't not try (x2) it's why I'm kingcouch, my ass print is what's happening i am kingcouch if you listen closely you can hear my sprints creek, hear my lungs heave, kingcouch is not above you he's just king of himself underneath all the self doubt
6.
it's all or nothing it's all or fronting it's all or nothinig it's all or fronting nothing is fronting is nothing is truthful, full of truth the loop pulls me to say things I only thought i didn't know before all of this it wasn't so clear or obvious this wasn't instinct like greed or lust this is therapy the leasts of musts before this i couldn't bare to wear the hand cuffs everything was different when you were here my hand was warmer and everything was clear clearly since then i just been floating like a lilipad on the most limitless ocean im slowgoing, mellow like the waves you could hail me the hermit of silly ways, i have a knack for killing days, im always willing to wait feeling im falling to fate, the more days i dwindle this pen away when one individual's to need to feel acknowledged eclipses the suffering of all what do you do then, who do you call how do you tell the whitest pearl it's not flawless at all do you say its the clam they were made in? its been infected since day one, standards festered in the waters that your shell came from, every thought you've ever hads already been digested, and interjected
7.
i been down two times for two times the crimes that a white man done. doesn't matter where you come from, i got a 20 in my wallet, my ID, pop rockets, still ima get stopped for having ill, manners or misdemeanors, we saw someone like you, stabbing, grabbing, thieves or maybe just believers i'm sipping dr. pepper by the fucking liter, pass the mic to the next best leader, cause king couch will come through

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LONG GREEN RAIN

"rap as therapy"
this is a collection of songs i've written and recorded over the last year and a half and just been sitting on. i've had the privilege of working with all these beats and this instrumentation through the power of the internet and i think at long last it is time to giveback what i've borrowed, with a bit more spice. a bit more dill. i've never really cared to put effort into things, period. but creating music helps me understand how i understand the world because there is an honesty in rap that is unattainable elsewhere. these tracks are the very beginning of me learning to create, and learning how to take up space in this world that is rightfully mine. we in this shit
all art by me

i'd like to thank careful creature and craft beats for being SOLID MOTHERFUCKERS and s.al for being cool in the dm's about me using loops3 also shouts to vik, money clip is a masterful tune i hope you think i do it justice

carefulcreature.bandcamp.com
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safarial.bandcamp.com
vktrstn.bandcamp.com

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released October 15, 2017

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