Chasing Nostalgia, by Tim Jones and The Taste of Vomit x Bedroom Beats

Chasing Nostalgia

by Tim Jones and The Taste of Vomit x Bedroom Beats

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1.	Calligraphy 02:31	lyrics	buy track
Prime divine rhymes that coincide with the strides Align my mind the vibes I glide Thru the matrix, I take day trips Create mosaics with my words Dropping math like algebraic vocal turds Just don't bug me, I got that juice like a huggie Lit like a philly on the days thats always sunny Wit stay punny, but still fresh like Doug E So I spit poetic shit that make Judy Funnie love me My third eye advised you were a bitch I see it clear as day like I got prescribed lenses I can’t comprehend all your whack ass vibes If you want me giving you plays imma need to be bribed We from that old school, pen deadly like abestos Or anthrax, us killing tracks you can’t prevent this Bet we won't let the bad vibes affect us Wrecking shows and flows you best respect us My newest tape finna get five mics Your newest tape barely gets five likes The groove on this beat is like two damn nice Fucking nasty with the flow, then we high five twice Once for each high person in the room You’ll get funked up like parliament if you fuck with my groove I’m not giving up shit so don’t ask to pass the spliff Cause I got fat sack that you can’t match with I'll strike anywhere and no one gets spared These words hit hard like the bass and the snare From out the gutter, shutter speed with the light Rap so good all the people be like Hey man you're pretty good at rapping Bars is bottomless so you know we never slacking Just stack stacking, the gods is back again Tagging up holy scripts at the Vatican The fastest way to stop the flow is touch the faucet Fucking with people like us will surely get you accosted Bars hit hard like the first blunt of the day A lot more than air in ya lungs if you come to me with something to say Do you get paid to hate? No? Then shut the fuck up Neither of us getting a check, you ain’t making me no bucks If you ain’t paying my bills or giving me head I never gave a shit about what you’ve said Nothing lights up a halo like death Striving for perfection like it’s 95 and I’m chef Verbal intercourse every time that I speak Got my knowledge from the God of Criminology I was brought up on that Co-Flow, Independent As Fuck Pray to Lord Quas, Del, and all the above You know its The Taste of Vomit and Tim motherfucking Jones We here to spread love, rhyme good, and get stoned
2.	Farside 02:26	lyrics	buy track
Back in the days of Sunny D's Yo-yo strings and the tests with C's I was desperate to prove myself But I since improved myself Now I'm checking the mental, vibe to instrumental Acknowledge my potential is so monumental Trying not to loose myself And admit when I could use some help I remember back to bumping backpack rap White out checkers on the backpack strap I would lace up my shoes to run from my problems Now I dig for the root, and let love blossom And I refuse to let life just happen When opportunities rise I'm prepared to grab them But if they don't happen it wont be the end I'mma get up, get up, get up, and try again In my younger days time would pass me by But now that I'm older, I'm here for the ride So I'll catch you on the farside I'll catch you on the farside In my younger days time would pass me by But now that I'm older, I'm here for the ride So I'll catch you on the farside I'll catch you on the farside My homie lord and I use to rock at the shore looking for more Selling snacks looking for fat racks I shouldn’t be proud of smoking as much weed as I have Especially when most of my problems come from me Trading green backs for tree packs, out of impulse dropped 3 stacks So now I drive slow when I’m rolling my dro With my seat back low as I attempt to blow O’s While I listen to the tracks my friends send and ask me to write So I spit rhymes with divine Time and intervention Of course I gotta mention my love for my self has grown goes to show Maybe it can get better, who knows? For now I let the concept of time slip And make sure I smoke the blunt down til it fits in the clip I still live in a haze just like my younger days But now I make sure I move with intention in my way In my younger days time would pass me by But now that I'm older, I'm here for the ride So I'll catch you on the farside I'll catch you on the farside In my younger days time would pass me by But now that I'm older, I'm here for the ride So I'll catch you on the farside I'll catch you on the farside Party people in the place to be Its Tim Jones, Bedroom Beats, and the TOV Party people in the place to be Its Tim Jones, Bedroom Beats, and the TOV Party people in the place to be Its Tim Jones, Bedroom Beats, and the TOV Party people in the place to be Its Tim Jones, Bedroom Beats, and the TOV
3.	Dialogue 02:36	lyrics	buy track
Just don't talk about religion, money, or politics Or even consider mentioning the apocalypse Or how colonists, brutally stole this land Don't you think we should acknowledge this As college is, being gate kept by colleges No broken hearts, no broken promises Is there no hope for stopping this Is there no hope for stopping this 'Cause I been sad since before I could feel And there's been days I couldn't afford a mean And there's still days I really doubt my skill I stay taking blows to my desire and will, for real I won't wait til I die I wanna know about the things you love and why I'm sick of the lie I don't wanna hide Yes I'm a grown man, and yes I do cry So tell me about the things you're not supposed to say I can't understate the value of being open this way Lets open up the dialog (let's open up the dialog) And transcend this prison (and transcend this prison) I don’t speak, So know there’s things Im finna leave out Im feeling weak, I’m still low but I won’t pout There’s better ways for me to get thru the haze when the sky’s grey I meditate and and realize I’m alive another day I’m half black and yeah I’m broke tryna make ends meet Yes I’m depressed and like to smoke weed Spending a couple dollars on Dunkin and a Dutch Won’t make much a of a difference when I still ain’t getting paid And they say that weed is the gateway drug But I believe truly that it’s love, or the lack there of These chemical reactions form from genetic habits traits and cause strain To make to rearrange our brain I change my mind so many times you’d think I had a masters in interior design I wasnt fine, and that’s okay to admit The choices I made were mine and I had to deal with that shit Nevertheless, I know I’ve been blessed The most high won’t let me die, trust me I tried to test my limits Takes forever to get out of trouble, to get in it only takes minutes Lets open up the dialog (let's open up the dialog) And transcend this prison (and transcend this prison)
4.	In The House (featuring S.Y.K.S., Charysma, Davesocozy, and TJ4Play) 03:40	lyrics	buy track
I spit bars about depression and I aint talking xannies Then get your girls panties, wetter than an M.O.P. I up the ante, anne, twist her guts up like a pretzel Don't get it twisted this pen game is special Lets go, my headstone's the only threshold Y'all trying go hard, I done been stoned My pen can paint with every possible Pantone I been fly, y'all consistent like a phantom Not playing games of ego or dominance Against anyone to show my skill of prominence I don't need to rock out with Christian Dior To prove my essence is richer than yours More tactical than the guerrillas of Viet Cong Higher vibrations without even hitting the bong A giant in several metrics, my moneys big and long My aura has me projecting like I'm King Kong Shorties asking for a sample of my DNA Oh wait thats way too spicy TMA But if you fine and down I'm good to play 4 languages i speak English , profanity , sarcasm realness Cause im da shit, speaking mind to words on some queen shit The AV MC OG, cause i am me altruistically just a shawty outta philly Slim thick, naw but really, yall dont know me CHARISMA, how i see it, i can be it, stayin me, Authentic, no fantasy, just real shit, get with it Yes you heard, from this philly girl HA! Respectfully Ball cap, just to top off the fit Shit you ain’t seen, know I got it at the thrift or From a friend… see us all win Paying full price no need to bargain Got my chips up… dusting my shoulders off Moment of clarity, don’t gotta hold it all in Let it go, let it out, in this life of sin All I need is a mic and my wife that’s it My word choice atypical Ascend towards the pinnacle Maximum effort keeping what I tell y'all to a minimal The boy ain't a criminal, I'm smooth like a tentacle Pivot past critics in a Civic, he so pivotal MC's my sons relativity A series of theories is where I got abilities 4P Tim Jones and TOV We gonna fuck you three ways TP Jones is the epitome of fly rhymes and flow symmetry Want the voice and picture of god I’m the motherfucking imagery Off the chronic built bionic I’m the century man 100 years to a god is just my day plans Am I a god or just the devil in disguise? Y’all ain’t on my level either way, here’s your participation prize Big dawg big nuts I smoke mics and smoke blunts I’m cool as fuck naturally so ion need to front The Taste of Vomit is in the house S.Y.K.S. is in the house Charysma is in the house Davesocozy is in the house TJ4Play is in the house Tim Jones is in the house Bedroom Beats is in the house Cozy Lotus Studios is in the house

about

To fully be able to see the future, one must first understand the past...
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"Chasing Nostalgia" is a collaborative EP by emcees Tim Jones and The Taste of Vomit. Entirely produced by Ryan Talbot of Bedroom Beats. Sonicly influenced by golden era boom bap meets early 00s backpack rap with a modern twist; lyrically "Chasing Nostalgia" is a balanced blend of Tim and Vomit flexing their wordplay skills and while also exploring the idea of how their respective pasts effect their present and futures. All while name dropping and referencing several pop culture things from their childhood.
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1.) Calligraphy
2.) Farside
3.) Dialogue
4.) In The House (featuring S.Y.K.S., Charysma, Davesocozy, and TJ4Play)

credits

released August 5, 2022

Tim Jones - Rhymes
The Taste of Vomit - Rhymes
Bedroom Beats - Beats
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Mixed and Masted by Cozy Lotus Studios
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Cover photography by Kate McFadden
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Cover design by The Taste of Vomit
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Additional vocals on Track 4 by S.Y.K.S., Charysma, Davesocozy, and TJ4Play