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Patterns

by aidanstotes

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Misc. 03:12
I see the rain on my lawn it was dripping Take my pain when I’m gone I see the rain I see the rain I was tripping Same day no difference Pull the trigger you were close enough No commitment makes a weaker man You are nothing nothing nothing Drop a hundred like it’s nothing Blowin up the function Staying mad got ‘em runnin Runnin fast I see the rain on my lawn it was dripping Take my pain when I’m gone I see the rain I see the rain I was tripping Same day no difference And I won’t let you down And I won’t make you stay And I won’t make you see the lowest parts of me
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Real 03:05
Real motherfuckers don’t talk none (shh) Grade A bitch looking like she want some Fuck it imma meet em downtown My dogs making money out the pound Keep ‘em spinning every time I make the rounds Make a deal sipping coffee better cover good grounds I make the money I want (not the money I need) Bank been looking pretty gaunt (I been cuttin off the feed) So I walk right in lookin fly as all hell Take it all no risk these are my big bills And a real motherfucker won’t say shit Clock tickin man im running out of patience Fill the bag like my grocer laid back Walking out looking like a poster painted Pay that bitch off ancient What I’m able of I be on my Kain shit Nah I be on my king shit You been lookin green eyed I been lookin so clean bitch Real motherfuckers don’t talk none (shh) Grade A bitch looking like she want some I been making green like a motherfucker If I don’t make the team you ain’t getting nothing Bag on my mind this is therapy Tap in like police on instagram Wired as hell cuz you scared of me (acab bitch) Pyro yo fort looking Bateman (fishin) Boy you got a valve leak Want it sentimental I don’t talk about it that way Fire up the joint When you cleaning out the ash tray I don’t get your point Motherfucker get it that way? Get it straight ‘Fore you get out my face You talking too much like a sideways 8 I can’t wait you’re in finite space Caught taking shots like a lightweight Motherfucker don’t snitch when you’re served opportunity They Lock-in up bitches regardless of unity Bet if they get me they’ll never get through to me Coup de ta bitch burn this shit down cruelly Real men don’t cry Real men don’t cry Real men don’t fall Real men don’t cry
4.
Fuck this glorified jail baby I got more in the back can't keep the sale waiting I got more since this rap shit was pouring Outta cracks makin cracks till the rap sheet was boring And that's on facts that's on metal grade Work my ass till the half crack of dawn Kiss my ass crack you wanted And suck some old ass wood til it's Gepettos taste And keep your extra pay Too many worried bout a letter grade Like that shit will matter after seventh grade And if you care that much it'll never pay off It'll take your life and wank off on your soul Til you're a shaky bitch that laid off And now I'm waiting for the way out Or just waiting for this pay out Or a break even, make leave or make do As long as seasons change I'll hate the day That takes meanin out the play too I peep a grand up in my bank account That shit is laughable, that's lame amounts If that's my peak than I won't make it out And if I sink than that's a gracious grave Cause water makes the wave That's some melted paper now (What) what? Bitch, you try and take me now I’m trained on disregarded bullshit and layin out Take a hit yo shit repulsive that’s a shame But the shame is the same if you soak it with a paper towel I played the game I did my time Sentence ended on my own accord Period I’m making all this shit mine I’m making all this shit mine I’m making all this shit mine I’ll take it, don’t matter what it takes I ain’t a slave I ain’t a follower I’m a motherfuckin self made cunt With the popular vote So when I pop better know What I mean and where I came from This shit feel like nails on a chalkboard Sale life is not worth Fail safe to make bank Bank naked Cockworth Takin it for real and it don't stop for Proper seconds even check it
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Feigning 03:17
She been feignin on me She been hatin on me Talk a lot of shit behind closed doors She complaining bout me I don't know what I did I don't know where I been But I know what it means When she takin no pleas It was risky off rip It was never no shit It was pissing me off But I still did what I did Band-aid slippin won't rip Like she banned off sitting on lips Take the mask off let me go with Still in love with the fake sentiment Like I could go down 20 more times And she'd still close the well on me Rocket powered escape sequence Stuck with peanut butter celery Cuz we kids and ain't know shit But we both act like we developed Got ways to go Cause I don't wanna split but got ways to go Take it slow She said take it slow Yeah, yeah I said make a note And don't regret it I got regrets and I won’t meme about it I’m just upset that we were mean without it And now I’m seeing stars and greenwood outlets Passin out like papers classes i ain’t passin Passive people never play with passion Past is like agreement we gon act like shit ain’t never happen Packing up our bags and leave this ship like we ain’t need a captain We ain’t people that believe magic Please just peep the placard placement if your pain is pouring out through acting Facts are not our driving force Of course the most important facts don’t cite their source I’m feeling lost I’m feeling like a bore I feel like we ain’t talk out our thoughts no more That’s me of course I’m immature I’m no adult Although I’d like to think I’d like to hope But like I said I ain’t believe in magic And I’m too broken to admit that this is it
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Phobias 04:01
I been sick for a minute now Counting down like the clocks do Thinkin love got me spinning loud I don’t think I’d leave if I want to Seeing pictures pass my window all night Different rhythms got me feeling alright Even little things will set me off sight Seeing best when I’m turning off lights And if I leave my room Then I won’t think bout you I wanna take you through Another perfect loop Everything I’m scared of Been breaking through the glass (Talk for a minute now) Starin at my ceiling now Is wakin up my past How I’m supposed to be? Who I’m mirroring? Keeping on hoping we Break the fear again Like how I’m supposed to be? Okay? (Okay) When I spent like half my year lying in a bed all day (okay) They tell me talk for a minute But I don’t wanna talk like When your throats closed up You ain’t even wanna walk like And your tongue don’t work How you form a word or sentence? So I don’t wanna talk When I can’t be living Fillin out this sentence (period) And if I leave my room Then I won’t think bout you I wanna take you through Another perfect loop Everything I’m scared of Been breaking through the glass (Talk for a minute now) Starin at my ceiling now Is wakin up my past Everything I’m scared of Been takin different paths (Talk for a minute now) Starin at my ceiling now Is wakin up my past Talk for a minute now Talk for a minute Anxiety and fear been taking over me Twiddling my thumbs and staying hopelessly Devoted to my self interests priorities My potency is roped in loathing my potential Splitting hairs cut in my mental God won’t represent a man like me One who treats his friends and family Like sacrificial lambs God I am Hopeless as a tested man Job won’t know it Ibrahim’s ghost resting as I clamber God won’t help me break these patterns Can I break them alone?
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I can’t make nothing right Lose control and lose my pride I know where I’m meant to be Dead Plan accordingly mentally Writin letters to my friends, family Apologies bountiful but not full or fruitful Useful as I am I’m still tired and every day I wake up smiling got me feeling like a liar Preposterous prior to the pot I just opted with Fire up joints just to keep my points higher Mockin me, nonstop My mirror’s just an enemy Locked off from a world That I thought I was owed But I caught myself Down this rabbit hole too long Im like Alice when I wonder man Thinking I could have a palace in a wonderland Opening my eyes brings me back mentally Cuz my mirrors just an enemy And I know where I’m meant to be I think I’m worse off than you say I can’t admit that I’m afraid I broke too many folks in my day Im just a kid And hold close to my brain All the things that I did All the things that I did I’m a liar I take shots Using guilt to inspire hold my feelings in front of they noses God knows that the closest I got to real honesty Was a pot full of roses And now they shaking they heads at me And I’m breaking my neck laughing Think I’ll make it to next cuz I’ve seen it before you can get at me My life I just spent acting I still fall in the same patterns I can’t change all my fake manners I’m an asshole forever so take care I’ll just fake answers Patterns
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Make a beat with an instagram sample Pick and choose what I want and grab and handful If imma steal imma keep it classy Like my handprint up on her asscheek Breaking walls nonstop I’m the kool aid man (oh yea) Who you think that you’re fooling With that juul in your hand? Only cool way to smoke is with a cigarette Minutes clock was turning round like regret Shit I was buzzin cuz my answers wrong Ears were ringing so I felt correct Kissin on my neck Whisper nothing cuz she long gone Can’t decide if I’m upset Do some dirty ass shit make her pray after But I’m agnostic so she said I lost it Hands up on my chest playing chopsticks I’m impressed that you were honest Don’t love ‘Less you can handle the consequence I must Confess I was toxic , defensive Up front Giving yourself all the blame This was my fault It was my fault I’m like a different breed of asshole Obsessing over stature and status And my heart beating fast all dramatic like When I picture times I only had a mattress I-I-I Was sleeping on that futon too long Droppin hints that she was over it Popping off on me Give me shit before she top me off then ignore me Glad that I finally made a choice for me
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I been thinking bout the past Shit I’ll admit that I been thinking bout it often On and off my thoughts keep switching til I’m lost in em Build my bridges won’t be crossing em If I was popular I’d rock on em I been thinking bout the future lately Breaking through my lazy crafts and shaping pacts to prove I’m crazy Seeing different paths I’d take different dialogues and phrases Different thoughts and different love languages Fame would make me Take a pause you ain’t ready for God In the belly of the beast breakin jaws Shakin hands with a devil got a grin wider than my interest in your conversation I been getting motion sick again If I’m a passenger I’m losing it If I get a bottle I’m abusin it My fuse is lit Tick tick tick down for a minute I’ve been halfway hoping Taken off when I float I’ll take it all when I know Break and fall when I slow I’ve been halfway hoping Maybe you would know When it’s gone could we grow Even if it’s slow I been hopin for a better world That shit is long behind me If shit gets better then I’d be surprised I been watching every thing I love fall apart right before my eyes And everyone I know is victim to the enterprise Masked behind disguises of success See the smiles over lies And I’m a culprit too Go against what I believe in to survive I’m human too I recognize I make mistakes But I can’t help but blame me for more than I can see Feel like a villain and a hero combined At least that’s my fantasy Flippin quotes beneath the canopy Claiming what I never wrote panicking I can’t fight no better And I can’t write no better rhetoric Except regretful kind that victimize myself Can I believe what I believe if I succeed within a broken system? Shit I can hope but that won’t fix it
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Rescue 02:53
Wild hands on my jawline Don't tempt me more than I'd like Finding solace in the bright light First rescue comes and I might Run Get away Get away Get away Far as god allows imma get away I can’t see my fuckin face through these eyes Playin circus wouldn’t make me surprised You got me feeling like I lost all control And I can’t handle this clown shit no more I hate myself because of how I feel That’s on every motherfucker takin turns on my wheel And I won’t take a breath without a lighter first I’ll make you breath this smoke with me if you don’t tire first Wild hands on my jawline Don't tempt me more than I'd like Finding solace in the bright light First rescue comes and I might Run Get away Get away Get away Far as god allows imma get away Tryna make patterns fun Tryna make patterns fun Tryna take back my love Tryna take back it all Tryna make patterns fun Tryna make patterns fun Tryna make stacks in ones Tryna take back it all
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I’m not alone I won’t I can’t take it Places I been Shaking me I’m breakin Take me away now I ain’t enough The clouds’ll Break open Feel like I’m always Losin my focus Stars don’t sound so bad right now Build me a transport to the stars Maybe there I’ll be enough I’m not scared of nothing Anymore

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released September 29, 2023

Artwork by @thanachos

Songs written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Aidan Stotesbery
Additional vocals and songwriting by Bry the Human, missingno., Joey Menning, and my closest friends.

Patterns 2023

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