Young Smo EPisodes

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    -BUNKS 2007 album Generica
    -BUNKS 2006 project From The BUNKS To Ya Trunk
    -BUNKS 2003 Promo Mixtape presented by One Mic Studios
    -BUNKS 2003 album The Demonstration
    -an album of unreleased songs recorded between 2000-2008
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    -BUNKS 2006 project From The BUNKS To Ya Trunk
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    -BUNKS 2003 album The Demonstration
    -an album of unreleased songs recorded between 2000-2008
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    -J.Smo's The Evolution Mixtape featuring music recorded between 2000-2005
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Young Harm started sending beats and art to J.Smo. J.Smo was inspired by previously mentioned beats and arts, in addition to late night conversations with Young Harm. Some songs were written and recorded. Quite a few songs actually.

This collection is titled Young Smo EPisodes: Season 1. Join Young Harm and J.Smo on an experimental, psychedelic, unorthodox ride through Hip Hop rhythms and weathered, storyteller style lyricism.

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released January 5, 2020

Beats by Young Harm
Rhymes and performances by J.Smo
Young Harm performs on The Speedy Snail

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Track Name: Bababa
Forage through the forest cause I have to feed my family
Foreign to this territory, nothing coming naturally
Far away from home trying to tap into my faculties
Creeping on a come up, sneaking by, avoiding casualties
Careful with my steps, navigate them carefully
A prey to these predators, sense them coming after me
Laying low, play it cool, start to move in silence
Stay within the shadows, never rush toward violence
Focus on the mission, document survival
Pass the knowledge down through generations, it’s archival
Digging through the crates of space and time, assimilate
A wolf in sheep’s clothing, blend in and navigate
Dissect the situations, live among the pirates
The bootleggers, moonshiners, rage against the tyrants
Rumble underground, shockwaves through the crowds
The walls of Jericho crumble, crack and tumble down

Walking on this planet singing ba ba ba
And tra la la, and ha ha ha
Struggle through this life singing ba ba ba
And tra la la and ha ha HA

Heart keeps racing, can’t stop pacing
Stresses piling up, add them up, a lot we facing
Out of control, some things we never know
Stay awake at night to find solutions unknown
Hope for the best when there’s no other choice
Want to scream loud but when you try there’s no voice
Try anything to put an end to all the noise
Feeling all the downers when you want to feel the joys
Never good enough, never do it right
Never have enough, give me everything in sight
Well ba ba ba on your bling bling bling
And ha ha poop when you sing sing sing
I’m just trying to be real, not trying to be mean
Chasing after cream in your misguided dreams
You whole life defined by confines of a screen
That’s filled with content I can’t allow in my feed

Walking on this planet singing ba ba ba
And tra la la, and ha ha ha
Struggle through this life singing ba ba ba
And tra la la and ha ha HA
Track Name: Diet Cocaine
Don’t say much, I’m willing to let the past talk
I’m a big fish in a glass box
Everything vivid, with the mask off
I’m flipping switches, I’m ready to blast off

The past talks but we don’t ever listen
Always too distracted just to pay attention
But I notice patterns, observe the rings of Saturn
All your dreams shattered, beaten, torn and tattered
You need to marinate, while I serenade
Blow the horns, crack the walls, bring down the barricade
Squeeze the stand like some lemonade
Repave the promenade, feed us aspartame, it’s Diet Cocaine
Then came the ready rock, changed the whole game
Panthers got the cane, wiped them off the stage
Turned the Hippies into druggies, countercultures came
And went

Don’t say much, I’m willing to let the past talk
I’m a big fish in a glass box
Everything vivid, with the mask off
I’m flipping switches, I’m ready to blast off…

We think we have freedom when we don’t have shit
Throw us in the prisons, shareholders profit
A legal slave trade, capitalistic system
A free work force bows to every bidding
Here’s a bushel and a sack, yeah my rent’s due
With a little interest cause I’m late, too
Funny what you do when you have the power
Running for the fence come the eleventh hour
Burn the fields down watch their money turn to ashes
No resources, stock market crashes
Pirates on the scene, take the booty and the cream
Take the booties, make them scream
Take the village and their dreams

Don’t say much, I’m willing to let the past talk
I’m a big fish in a glass box
Everything vivid, with the mask off
I’m flipping switches, I’m ready to blast off...
Track Name: Ringwald
Slowing down with Kurt Cobain
Drinking wine with Amy eh
Speed up with Lindsey Lo
Level out with Marley, hey
I can’t control myself, I think I hit a wall
Down on one knee, I love you Ms. Ringwald

Welcome to the ride, the circus, the madness, the chaos
The racket, the ruckus, the baskets
The bandits, the pundits, the fakeness that pays
The leaders that feed off our fear and our pain
The smoke, the mirrors, reflections we simmer
The brightness, the dimmers, the losers, the winners
The dinners, the feasts, the Dickies we crease
The raging, the banging, the shots we release
The doctors, the lawyers, the cops and the judges
Big pharma, big prisons, pigs kill by dozens
So shake them and and bake them and slide in the oven
Leave on them on heat til they ready for something
When that time comes, we will leave them with nothing
But feelings that come from a promise that’s broken
Serve and protect, a slogan so bogus
No trust when the bullets are flying like locusts

Slowing down with Kurt Cobain
Drinking wine with Amy eh
Speed up with Lindsey Lo
Level out with Marley, hey
I can’t control myself, I think I hit a wall
Down on one knee, I love you Ms. Ringwald

I can see things start slowing down
People wake up, we wiser now
Looking for peace in the middle of a storm
Never it coming, no way to be warned
But now we here, the haze it clears
What we hold near starts to disappear
All we have left are dreams and fears
Some people dive into the bottom of their beer
That used to be but had to let go
Ms. Ringwald helped if you really must know
Conquer my dreams and rise from the ashes
A figment of my past that has turned into flashes
Further away as space and time passes
One day we’ll stop chasing greener grasses
One day the secrets will be exposed to the masses
In methodical ways so we can drink from their glasses

Slowing down with Kurt Cobain
Drinking wine with Amy eh
Speed up with Lindsey Lo
Level out with Marley, hey
I can’t control myself, I think I hit a wall
Down on one knee, I love you Ms. Ringwald

Slowing down with Kurt Cobain
I love you Ms. Ringwald
Drinking wine with Amy eh
I love you Ms. Ringwald
Speed up with Lindsey Lo
I love you Ms. Ringwald
Level out with Marley, hey
I love you Ms. Ringwald

I love you Ms. Ringwald
Track Name: Take Notes
Relax and take notes, we learning, observing
The time of day we sit back and slow burning
Putting in work, use that elbow grease
Work harder, play harder, call my band of geeks
Hanging with the gangstas, hustlers and freaks
Haynes Manor, T building, Dirty Boro, Tennessee
Ask me how we live, I can’t tell you how that be
There’s too many snitches talking gossip in these streets
But they talk a lot faster when they meet the police
I tell you from experience, choose friends carefully
Undercovers knocking, know my name, don’t you see?
They couldn’t find the weed but they offered me some cheese
150 bills for coke, herb and ectasy
They handed me a card said, “help support your son by selling stinky narc pigs all of these drugs”
Relax and take notes

Relax and take notes
While I sit in my cloud of smoke…

Inhale this cloud of smoke
Exhale this cloud of smoke

There’s no end to the knavery
There was no end to the slavery
It just transformed, accepted as the norm
Corporations take the power, military overthrows
Government is fucked, guns pointed out of luck
Tanks operated by the highest bidder, load the trucks
Opposition futile, resistance will be crushed
No room for opinions when you’re driving the bus
Straight into hell, prisons into profits let the judge set the bail
Let the economy fail
Relax and take notes

Relax and take notes
While I sit in my cloud of smoke…

Inhale this cloud of smoke
Exhale this cloud of smoke

The banks are the biggest cartel
Concentrated power, yeah we know it so well
Use it everyday, money powers up the cells (sales)
Dollars out of nothing, interest rates set the scales
Now set the sail
Cruising through corruption in the heart of the city
The outside so clean but deep down it’s so shitty
In the belly of the beast through the alleys so gritty
Living the dream, chasing cream, we so silly
Programmed by our screens to feed their dirty deeds
A mining operation, extraction oversees (overseas)
Relax and take notes

Relax and take notes
While I sit in my cloud of smoke…

Inhale this cloud of smoke
Exhale this cloud of smoke
Track Name: Healthy Meth
From back alleys to open valleys
In Northern Cali, where souljahs rally
We keeping tally, waiting to settle the score
Navigate these mountains burrow tunnels to the core
Until our muscles so sore we can’t stand no more
But we have to keep pushing
The kids keep talking so we have to keep shushing
Falling so fast no time to find the cushion
Bounce right back, some things are so certain
Never see the details, hide behind the curtains
Hide in plain sight, never know the true purpose
Follow the instructions, call customer service
An appliance so worthless another wasted purchase
A meaningless exchange, numbers on the page
Back on the clock trying to bury all the rage
Well…until my paycheck comes
I’ll spend it on some stupid shit to make the pain numb

The day I make it I’ll probably drop dead
All these demons always after my head
Chasing green finally turned my eyes red
The day I make it I’ll probably drop dead…

We keep pushing, we keep grinding
We keep moving but please stop whining
There’s nothing to it, no need to do it
Deal with how it is and just push right through it
Adapt like some fluid and keep on flowing
Nurture these roots, we’ll keep on growing
Over paid actors will keep on posing
Selling you a lifestyle that you have not chosen
Multiple choice, freedom from illusions
True or false? Suffer form delusions
Pay the cost, indebted to the system
Retire, hang it up, then wait for your pension
Release the tension like a masseuse
Squeeze that lemon for it’s last drop of juice
Grab a pair of scissors and cut that noose loose
And disappear into the night holding tight to the caboose

The day I make it I’ll probably drop dead
All these demons always after my head
Chasing green finally turned my eyes red
The day I make it I’ll probably drop dead…
Track Name: Sinners At Church
Sinners at church, vultures on their perch
They say they welcome everyone especially the hurt
The broken, the beaten down, the ones who feel they are cursed
Buy into a system that’ll convince you what your worth
The tithes that feed agendas, the concentrated riches
Redistribute all the wealth, but only if you switching
and only if you snitching, Information overload
Sensory deprivation, tap into the mother load
blindly follow, blindly lead, herd the sheeple with some haste
Drip it to them slowly, watered down to dull their tastes
Research, develop, experiment, evolve
Profit off of problems if you were the first to solve

sinners at church, vultures on their perch
Gatekeepers, clergyman, judging all your worth
Sinners at church, leveraging your birth
Making sure to pull that 10% from your purse

religion of the state, the state of the religion
Manipulating every thought perfected with precision
Chemistry, anecdotes, history, let it soak
All the things we do not know, do we need to let them go?
Preordained, ascertained, convoluted and deranged
turn the pain into some art and then we throw it on the stage
Are you simply not entertained?
Are you simply not entertained?
Medicated zombies, thugs who try to rob me
Dress them in a suit, call it white collar comedy
Mix it with some harmony, some bone broth and homminy
Absorb through digestion so it all becomes a part of me

sinners at church, vultures on their perch
Gatekeepers, clergyman, judging all your worth
Sinners at church, leveraging your birth
Making sure to pull that 10% from your purse

analyze the cultures, infiltrate the dialects
Set up the missions, turn them into derelicts
Rely on dependence, hand them the framework
Guided meditations designed by some jerks
Who think they know you better cause they see inside your brain
they watching from the sky but never walked on the terrain when looking from this view, I think it’s all insane
A bunch of humans, poking prodding, bleeding down the drain
Treating all the symptoms but never their prevention
Treating all the symptoms but never their prevention
We lost inside ourselves, our souls are screaming for attention
We lost inside ourselves, our souls are screaming for attention

sinners at church, vultures on their perch
Gatekeepers, clergyman, judging all your worth
Sinners at church, leveraging your birth
Making sure to pull that 10% from your purse
Track Name: Clonazepam
I’ve lost control, anxiety holds
With a firm grip, don’t trip, panic imminent
Chase the remnants to reminisce about the past events
Of some angry pacifists, self declared activists
Who are no longer passionate, or even after it
Analyze the data, yes the prophecies are accurate,
Forecast the weather, for weeks it’s going to rain
Wash away the hillsides and send them down the drain
Waste into water, water out of waste
Cut, copy, paste, so mundane with your tastes
Process the food, slowly poison the masses
Destroy our livers taking sips from our glasses
Pacify our senses try to steal all our actions
Power over others brings the greatest satisfaction
Creative with my forces when i tap into my passions
Down to ride until the end, endure all the lashings
Until the wheels fall off and this dune buggy crashes
And then we start walking cause adversity i’m smashing
Obstacles, naysayers, critics get the boot
I’m persuading all the suits to redirect the loot
Funnel through my tribe in attempts to elevate
Many moments in my life make me wonder if it’s fate
Correlate, tighten bonds, cross pollinate
Ascension is the mission finding wisdom in the crates
Recognize the patterns, dissect the context
Application pivotal, emotions complex
Break down the formula, analyze the atoms
Rearrange the molecules, manipulate enthusiasm
Track Name: The Speedy Snail
Running full speed just trying to keep pace
Giving all I can but feel I'm running in place
I'm going out my mind, the scenery ain't moving
Hustle on this grind, endless cycles we pursuing

Why do we do this?
What are we living for?
Why do we do this?
What are we fighting for?
Why do we do this?
What do we keep dying for?
Existential questions ain't got no time for reflections

Going full speed but we're running in place
Moving so fast we lost our time in outer space
Evolving so selfish, fully disconnected
Then plugged into a system where our spirit is neglected
The temples, the ruins, the druids, the shamans, the Dalai Lamas
Running underground, the hearts pound, avoid the drama
pause like commas, hot like saunas
Don't be bothered by offers to raid the coffers of authors that designed all the prophets
...or is it profits?
you know, like money and shit?

Running full speed just trying to keep pace
Giving all I can but feel I'm running in place
I'm going out my mind, the scenery ain't moving
Hustle on this grind, endless cycles we pursuing

Why do we do this?
What are we living for?
Why do we do this?
What are we fighting for?
Why do we do this?
What do we keep dying for?
Existential questions ain't got no time for reflections

Fuck am I doing? I am just moving and grooving
I'm out here cruising for bruising
I went to castle from ruins
I went to teacher from student back to student
I"m always learning new shit
You think you're better than me?
That was all illusion
I'm out here for better cheese, you stick to parmesan
You get a couple of streams and tell your friends your on
You take a hit of the weed and tell 'em all you're gone
I keep running and running it's like a marathon

Running full speed just trying to keep pace
Giving all I can but feel I'm running in place
I'm going out my mind, the scenery ain't moving
Hustle on this grind, endless cycles we pursuing

Why do we do this?
What are we living for?
Why do we do this?
What are we fighting for?
Why do we do this?
What do we keep dying for?
Existential questions ain't got no time for reflections
Track Name: Prey
I’m staring at my younger self, trapped inside another hell
I’m staring at my current self, trapped inside another hell
I’m staring at my older self, trapped inside another hell

The voices in your head are the beasts seeking prey
The ones that bring you down and try to lead you astray
Internal warfare, dropping bombs every day
A shaman to this tribe trying to find a peaceful way
Come and tag along for the experience
Stuck inside a system so insidious
Blind us with the bling, shiny things, so delirious
No time to take a joke cause this world is too serious
As a heart attack, no seriously
Heart attacks are what be stopping that
And holding us back and running off tracks
Ending careers that bring us to tears
Instead of dealing with emotions we just bury how we feel
Oppress it, suppress it, repress it and hope it’s gone
Bubbles to the surface in ways we never guess
It’s funny what the mind can do when under loads of stress
It’s funny what they make us do like we’re their little pets HA
Awakened to their systems, spark a little fire when we hit the intermission
Infiltrate the infrastructure, take the pots they piss in
And throw them out the windows so we make them pay attention
We will make them pay attention
Throw them out the windows, yes we’ll make them pay attention
Take the pots they piss in and throw them out the windows cause we’ll make them pay attention

Somebody pray for me, they look like prey to me…
They like prey to me, somebody pray for me…

I’m staring at my younger self, trapped inside another hell
Trying to climb the ladder ring the bell
I’m staring at my older self, trapped inside another hell
Trying to climb the ladder ring the bell
Everybody clambering and everybody yammering
But everyone is stuck inside a cell
I said everybody yammering and everybody clambering
But everyone is stuck inside a cell
Extraction operation, mining through the generations
There’s only so much gold that they can sell
So hustle hustle harder like your name is Sean Carter
But inside your own mind is where you dwell
You sitting on that couch while you gain another ounce
Easy prey for the first one to pounce
I said you sitting on that couch while you gain another ounce
Easy prey for the first one to pounce
Your ass ripe for the picking, sticky icky finger licking
Milk the cow for everything that she’s worth
And when she’s dried up, chew her up and shit her out
Here’s some more leather, go on make a purse
They push us, they prod us, they herd us, desert us
Useless once we’re lying in the hearse
It’s up to you to make it work with everything you’ve got
See this life as a gift or a curse

Somebody pray for me, they look like prey to me…
They like prey to me, somebody pray for me…

I’m staring at my younger self, trapped inside another hell
I’m staring at my current self, trapped inside another hell
I’m staring at my older self, trapped inside another hell
Trapped inside another hell, trapped inside another hell

Somebody pray for me
Track Name: Lucy On The Ground With A Lump Of Coal
I will not beg or plead but I found myself following you
If you like some of me then I will love all of you
Lucy's on the ground with a lump of coal
I said grab my hand I've lost all control
Help me now please save my soul
I said help me now please save my soul

Trash or treasure, a lump of coal
Extract from the dirt, the highest bidder sold
Light her up, burn it down, turn to ashes
Fell the heat, the effects of hot flashes
Want it organic? I came to deliver
Want it authentic? let the music make you shiver
Deep with the roots, embedded in the river
Sharper than the tips on the arrows in your quiver
Thick like molasses, persistent like fungi
Endure any weather, enhanced by my third eye
Tap into your aura, vibe with your frequency
Lift up the spirit and do so frequently
You burning out, I'm chilling with my patience
Take it all for granted, I take time to be gracious
Grab them with the flow, wow them with the cadence
Maintain my cool as I watch you growing anxious

I will not beg or plead but I found myself following you
If you like some of me then I will love all of you
Lucy's on the ground with a lump of coal
I said grab my hand I've lost all control
Help me now please save my soul
I said help me now please save my soul

Take time to be still, focus on your breath
Cherish each beat as your heart pumps your chest
Let the blood flow, feel the bass line
The melody speaks, let go of your mind
The feedback loops that drive you insane
The negative voices you can't seem to maintain
The wars we fight, the trails we blaze
Searching for clarity amongst all the haze
Battle the pollution, waiting for solutions
Absorb all the data, no jumping to conclusions
Blind lead the blind, lead us all to mass confusion
The fickle and the fake, no holding resolutions
Lacking trust and respect, backing nothing, no context
Thoughts too simple, game too complex
Change from within to change what's next

I will not beg or plead but I found myself following you
If you like some of me then I will love all of you
Lucy's on the ground with a lump of coal
I said grab my hand I've lost all control
Help me now please save my soul
I said help me now please save my soul
Track Name: Consensual
The fungus on the wall, the dreams washed away
Detoxify this space as I absorb all its waste
The stories that are lost, abandoned for a vision
I do not comprehend how lavishly they living
Package up the dream, stuff it in a box
The fancier it looks, yes the more it’s going to cost
But look beyond the surface, the ingredients the same
Assign any value, demand that we pay
And if we can’t attain it, give us credit, let us pet it
Stir our appetites just enough that we’ll regret it
Feed our impulse, a barter and a trade
Be careful what we purchase flush those earnings down the drain

The hunter or the prey, a fungus or a parasite,
All those lost dreams must of simply been an oversight
All these pain pills just to sugar coat an appetite
Chasing after thrills for the kills, they need a bigger bite

Rocks in the ocean, smoothed by the waves
All the rough edges beaten down as it drains
Nature will progress, cycles will reset
Buttons will be pressed, launch a missile, just a test
Consensus is fear, force the hand, we hold it near
Chasing these careers not knowing where to steer
Weather too severe, lost inside the storm
Wait for it to clear but impatience never warns
Our minds stay torn too focused on the porn
Drain the main vein, fall asleep and start to snore
Abruptly awakened, tossed, turned and shaken
Standing here raising hell for all the forsaken

The hunter or the prey, a fungus or a parasite,
All those lost dreams must of simply been an oversight
All these pain pills just to sugar coat an appetite
Chasing after thrills for the kills, they need a bigger bite

The hunter or the prey, a fungus or a parasite,
All those lost dreams must of simply been an oversight
All these pain pills just to sugar coat an appetite
Chasing after thrills for the kills, they need a bigger bite