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Just Raps
02:19
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Mr. Talk About Your Feelings, stacking debt to the ceilings
Mr. Quote-Unquote Real Things, but these are just raps
These are just raps, these are just raps
Mr. Highly Conceptual, thematic exceptional
At least semi-professional, but these are just raps
These are just raps, these are just raps
I'm the king of self doubt, don't do it for the clout
Always awkward when I'm out, but these are just raps
These are just raps, these are just raps
Out of this world like mars, reaching for the stars
Mr. Overthink the bar, but these are just raps
These are just raps, these are just raps
Mr. Pretty Self Aware, Mr. No One Really Cares
Head nodding with the snares, but these are just raps
These are just raps, these are just raps
Don't know where I belong, Mr. So Forth and So On
I'm just trying to write these songs, but these are just raps
These are just raps
These are just rhythmic expressions of wordplay, emotion, and grandiose hyperbole
As a means of therapeutic cleanse, escapism
A want to push the limitations of the art form
And of course: a selfish need for validation
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Please be advised that I do not study, and I do not relax
My n Vomit hit the schizo for a diabetic
Sixteen to plagiarize this pandemic
Just so a fetish medicine a paramedic
Incubated overdose off anesthetics
Pathetic sugar coated asthmatic
Ventolin crafting simply mathematics
I came for your pie Nasdaq's average
Eyes in the skies excuse the lack of practice
Side stat damage equate the madness
Sum it up the sadness due to the darkness
Perpetrated by denial lack of losses
You know who in charge if we left in the office
Em's closet E in the pocket
Devil's night D12 out your toilet
Hot chocolate lactose intolerant aw shit
Blow this motherfucker up carnage promised
Wiggly air through the pods like ya Gods wasn't listening
Talking Armageddon, and I don't wanna miss a thing
Yea, we so blessed on the mic
When we spit on the track consider it a christening
Rhymes transmitted through elegant syntax
Stay stained on ya brains like Gunstock MinWax
I don't know the meaning of relax
Like rust and corrosion we tearing up the tracks
No frontsies back, triple double stamp
Kick a hole through the amp and effectively scram
Goddamn - TOV and Lynx go stupid
With Q on the beat, yo, que the loop end
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I'm not calling him Grogu, not even if there's a fire
Q on the SP, TOV's the rhyme supplier
We out here shooting POVs with y'alls mommas, comma
So one of a kind I'm a motherfucking problem
'Cuz even you conscious rappers is way too Common
Y'all salty motherfuckers is square like Ramen
Traverse many dimensions, don't worry about my timing
All I need is space for my penmanship and my rhyming
These beats is fire like Craig on a Friday
Or the accumulation of all the many layers of Dante
Whichever reference you prefer, but be sure to choose wisely
And promise to never play a Stevie Wonder LP on a Crosley
Destined for the Good Life, with all the extra dressings
We be up in the crib, scratching up your first pressings
No need for second guessing
'Cuz we know the naked truth behind all of life's lessons
Yea I'm a Beast when it comes to rapping the blues
You know it's bunny ears method when we be tying the shoes
I just wanna explore, Blackholes with my Muse
And stack that cash like my dudes with the pews
Backpack Bandcamp rapper with the hoodie up
So gifted beyond the present that the future doesn't seem good enough
I use cuss words, and look a little disheveled
But y'all need a secret tube to even get on my level
We in a whole other castle, mother-fuck, I'm too clever
TOV and Norapname on the scene, there's none better
So it's best to take the L when we come to embarrass you
This that lofi hiphop to smoke weed and disappoint your parents to
This that, this that
This that lofi hiphop to smoke weed and disappoint your parents to
This that, this that
This that lofi hiphop to smoke weed and disappoint your parents to
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Back door, dickhead
(Back, back)
Back door, dickhead
(Back, back)
Back door, dickhead
(Back, back)
Back door dickhead
Back door, dickhead
(Back, back)
Back door, dickhead
(Back, back)
Back door, dickhead
(Back, back)
Back door dickhead
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I guess there's no point in hiding it
My tub looks like a mold monster gone done died in it
Yea - and every single sink is clogged
The way the pipes were ran is a bit more than flawed
And the crack in the stack ain't looking any gooder
So I expect the first floor to fill with shitty water
Trust - I don't trust the foundation or the truss and
I'm fall through the ceiling when I'm in bed thrusting
Yea - I keep my facial hair scruffy
So I look like I masturbate to re-runs of Buffy
And I can't afford to eat at a Red Lobster
So at times my life is harder than a McTwist over a chopper
That's the only time I'm talking THUG shit
I'm just glad that I can still function
'Cuz anxiety got me in a state of gloves up
Since way before the Bud ads that go Wassssuppp
Yea - my whole I been a mess
Some people deserve more, y'all should probably give me less
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Sometimes I long for the dark to come
But my mind wanders as the sunset's begun
Keep pushing myself out of my own way
Sunlight stay
I spend my days trying to overcome the sadness
Spinning on this rock traversing all the madness
Too concerned who's the smartest or the fastest
So we overstretch ourselves like elastics
These mental gymnastics just to get through the day
I always need to push myself out of the way
It's like, I mean, I don't know what to say
I wanna tell the truth but i answer : I'm ok
I'm ok
Sunlight stay
Sunlight stay
Now i spend most my days just trying to keep up
Too much noise in my mind wish it'd fall to a deep hush
Overstretching ourselves beyond our limits
The anxiety sets in when you calculate the minutes
Now the days shrink shorter and its getting in the way
There's just not enough time in the day
Sunlight stay
Sunlight stay
'Cuz the light seems shorter in the season of the porter
Struggling to juggle the things that were sorta brought up on
And brought down, I guess I'll see you around
When we decide the sunlight constitutes no more power
We can kick it back at the golden hour
When the season leaves this hopeless and shattered
No I hate that, relax, serotonin bring it back
In my mind I'm just fine I just need some light
Sunlight stay
Sunlight stay
Sometimes I long for the dark to come
But my mind wanders as the sunset's begun
Keep pushing myself out of my own way
Sunlight stay
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Turn on the news and the government is still lying
While people in the streets is out here dying
I'm just doing what I can to try and survive and
Put food on my plate to continue providing
As the streets are littered with warm needles from Hell
As if they just fell, rained down from the El
It seems no one can afford to pay their own lease and
The wealth gap is only increasing
So I,M';O98 make a sacrifice to Gritty of Mark Zuck and Jeff Bezos
Then give all their Pesos to mutual aids and lay low
I just can't bare to bare witness
As corporations try to phase out small business
Hypocritical bans on independent sex workers
With little relief for low income earners
When profits over people remains to be the motto
We praying to God from the other side of Broad to hit the lotto
Mother nature is dying
(I just wanna go home)
There's no love for neighbors
(I just wanna go home)
Equality is not equal
(I just wanna go home)
I'm sick of this planet
(I just wanna go home)
I said I wanna go home yeah
I wanna go home
I went there already when I reach its like
I was all alone
In the oneness
In the oneness
Floating above the zone
In the oneness
In the oneness
Down here on Earth is where is home
The key to change is gratitude
Hold your space but keep that little attitude
The Government needs to be no more than admin for the people
The State should stay equal
What you put in you get out
What you put in you get out
What you put in you get out
What you put in you get out
And what you get in you put out
And what you get in you put out
And what you get in you put out
And what you get in you put out
Self govern your own land
Rise above the Matrix, stay bliss
Find the heart of your existence and pin drop
Set up camp let it come to your location the Whins hot
It's addressed just for you and it's stamped with your truth
And the exact time you're due to take the leap
With faith in your locker it ain't that deep
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Survive
02:58
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A child of divorce, but no need for remorse
'Cuz in the 90's, shit was just par for the course
Fast forward to skipping class and smoking too much weed
Steady chasing ass on the Myspace feed
From gifted shy kid to loud attention seeker
Slash class clown in the room with the beakers
When everyone thought, I was just plain dumb
A need for validation, disguised as having fun
So peers just thought I was weird and crazy
I feened for the regard that being wild gave me
All the while, surrounded by many fake friends
That never truly cared if I made it out the other end
Through hard work and perseverance, yea, I will survive
To all the haters that doubted, yea, I'm still alive
Through music and art I continue to strive
Yea, I'm still alive, yea, I will survive
I, I, I will survive
I, I, I will survive
I, I, I will survive
Yea, I'm still alive, yea, I will survive
They take it as a joke when I say that I rap
Never given time of day when it's time to drop a track
But I gotta say, that I'm proud I made it this far
'Cuz the hardest journey is discovering who you are
I remember when I barely could afford a hot meal
Or a working car that wasn't a Hot Wheels
I was four bald tires in the mud
Surrounded by kids that wouldn't give me a shove
Thinking the money I had could buy friendship or love
'Til a real one drank 'til he was swimming above
Now I'm thankful for the ones that was few inbetween
That knew my full potential has yet to be seen
Through hard work and perseverance, yea, I will survive
To all the haters that doubted, yea, I'm still alive
Through music and art I continue to strive
Yea, I'm still alive, yea, I will survive
I, I, I will survive
I, I, I will survive
I, I, I will survive
Yea, I'm still alive, yea, I will survive
To everyone who thought I would never be good enough
I got these two fingers that I stay be putting up
To everyone who thought I would never be good enough
I got these two fingers that I stay be putting up
To everyone who thought I would never be good enough
I got these two fingers that I stay be putting up
To everyone who thought I would never be good enough
I got these two fingers that I stay be putting up
That I stay be putting up
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Interlude 2 (Caffeine)
01:03
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Norapname on the beat
If y'all are sleeping on Q consider this your caffeine
And wake the fuck up
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A 90's Kid From The 80's
01:35
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Out of touch like what the fuck's a me-me
Ain't a nerd like Marvel, but a dork like Pee-Wee
Now imagine Sinbad as a genie, that wishes he could be me
Still getting head on tape like the dead pet Petey
Sold to the blind kid Billy in 4C
Apparently, I never been on the TV
Santa on the mic - it's best to believe me
I live in a forty story mansion in the West Keys
With a toucan butler and eighty four manatees
Where I raised many of Kanye's sanitys
And just enjoy the breeze
Like a dad that makes like a branch and leaves
I was a big influence on the DIY scenes
Often mimicked, but never duplicated
Swiss-Army Man of rap, I'm hella underrated
I tend to flip the scrip, talking, Nolan, Tenet
Spit a diss game second to only Texts From Bennet
Yea - don't fuck around by extention
And accomplishments is too fresh to mention
Yea - talking two yachts on the pension
'Cuz the pen game is a motherfucking legend
Restraining order- other rappers don't come close
Been the best in the game so long that they made me the host
With the most
Rhymes is flame retardant so y'all can't even roast
TOV
Norapname on the beat
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Swan Song
01:33
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I'm like a drunk at a wedding fighting for attention
And my mind is a minor chord by extension
I stay confused about the time and dimension
While eyes stay open for a gear to throw a wrench in
Yea - I walk the same Earth as the dinosaurs,
God, The Devil, and sea creatures without spinal chords
Allegedly My brain is too far ahead of me
If you truly love something - set it free
I'm nostalgic for a time Obama turned the frogs gay
In tandem with disgust for the phrase Back In My Day
Finna make my Mark like Ed and Karen Zuck
While simultaneously fronting like I Just Don't Give A Fuck
My inner child says I'm a little to critical
All sense of logic was hung by umbilical
To the Father, the Son, and the holy potholes
But that's just how the plot goes Poof
One day we're here, the next we all gone
So I hope this pen leaves back some sort of swan song
Just don't misquote this shit out of context when I'm no longer here
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The Taste of Vomit Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Weird emo kid rap from the planet Earth.
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