about
first single from (this might be the last) EP. written during the first, maybe second, lockdown of 2020. Right when the boredom was kicking in, but the sun was still shining. Recorded several times afterwards.
video shot in São Paulo & Praia Do Rosa by ana duca.
directed by DucaStuff & anti-one
lyrics
It might be time to hang up the jersey,
I need something new to nourish me
I've never done anything perfectly,
But I definitely need to stop doing this forcibly
You haven't heard from me in a while
Because rhymes just weren't worth my time
Not that my time is particularly valuable,
But I don't wanna stress myself into a broken mandible,
Unmanageable, unmotivated and lazy,
I’m as likely to cancel whether it’s free or you pay me,
Do us both a favour and make the offer to someone else,
I’ve gotta go do a half assed job of something else,
For crying out loud, jesus christ, fuck me,
I toned down the emotion so more people would bump me,
But I came off playlists, so I guess, they did kinda bump me..
Shit. Bottom tier of Word Collective,
Except i think I’ve been ejected,
I’m not sure I could handle another rejection,
I never apply for jobs, I’ve learned my lesson.
Now all my heroes are villains,
And their words are too hollow to listen,
I can’t find the inspiration,
and the metronome is tickin’,
I’ve lost any passion I had for rap,
There’s just too much fucking crap,
I’m a drop in an ocean i don’t give a shit about,
I can’t pull a crowd,
I don’t care anymore who hears my sounds,
It’s time to bow out,
At least for now.
credits
from
The Metronome is Ticking,
released April 19, 2024
written by anti-one
produced by anti-one
recorded by anti-one
mixed and half-mastered by anti-one
recorded in the Greenhouse
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