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Summer Nights (feat. Nicolina)

Songwritters/Producers: Neeks Araco & Kyle Wolf
Additional Vocals by Nicolina
Mixing: Kyle Wolf
Mastering: Chris Athens

Chorus

These summer nights, night, night, nights, We feelin’ alright, right, right, right, I’m always down, For netflix and sunsets, But tonight, I’m tryna do something we haven’t done yet. We haven’t done yet.

Verse

Girl, when was the last time, That we did something for the first time? The sun put a smile on my face every morning, But don’t nothing compare to your shine. Cause you hot as the sand, But you cool as the waves on the ocean. I kinda like that.

You are my summer, You are my season, You set me free, You are my reason. You are the voice, In the back of my head, That’s telling me keep on believing.

So take me back to LA, We'll pick up chinese down the block and, We made a cooler of the sink at the hotel, And stay up the whole night talkin’, Hollywood in the a.m., And fuck a 40 dollar uber, I’m walkin’, And take the fire escape to top of the Ritz, And watch the sun falling over Compton.

And I can still feel that Santa Monica breeze, And I’m still floating like the palms in the trees, And I still get lost in your Pacific blue eyes, And forget, what I was saying, when you’re talking to me!

Chorus

These summer nights, night, night, nights, We feelin’ alright, right, right, right, I’m always down, For netflix and sunsets, But tonight, I’m tryna do something we haven’t done yet. We haven’t done yet.

We’re chasing the hours, The time gone so fast, is it real? The Earth took a few trips around the sun, I was too busy bein’ head over heels. I don’t care if they doubt me, I got you, you got me, And we know the deal!

Back when my sneakers had not a sole, Anybody believe in me? Not a soul. I remember the time that I freestyled for you In the car and you told me I got a flow.

So we can just Netflix, And watch bad movies, Till the sun rise We can order Domino’s, You can call me weird, I’ll call you fun size. And we can do it till our skin wrinkles, And our hair’s graying, But sometimes, I just wanna get away with you, cause your eyes remind me of the summertime.

And I can still feel that Santa Monica breeze, And I’m still floating like the palms in the trees, And I still get lost in your Pacific blue eyes, And forget, what I was saying, when you’re talking to me!

Chorus

These summer nights, night, night, nights, We feelin’ alright, right, right, right, I’m always down, For netflix and sunsets, But tonight, I’m tryna do something we haven’t done yet. We haven’t done yet.

Bridge

I still feel the Santa Monica breeze, I’m, Still floatin’ like the palms in the trees, I still get lost in them baby blues And forget what I’m sayin’ When you’re talking to me. (2x)

Chorus

These summer nights, night, night, nights, We been feelin’ alright, right, right, right, I’m always down, For netflix and sunsets, But tonight, I’m tryna do something we haven’t done yet. (2x) We haven't done yet.

With My Day Ones Lyrics

Songwritters/Producers: Neeks Araco & Kyle Wolf
Mixing: Kyle Wolf
Mastering: Chris Athens

My competition, Don’t wanna say none (nothing) I’m at the top now, With my Day Ones.

Look where we’re at now, check where we came from, I’m at the top now, with my Day Ones.

And they fall, And they fall, Stand you in a line just to topple you all. (2x) And they say, It’s impossible, To topple competition like dominos. (2x)

Verse I’m obsessed, With success, I just guess, I’m possessed. They makin much less, Fuss, About, Sub-stance, Well the concens- Us ain’t doing justice. And I’m disgusted. So I’m coming to bust this, Must, We even discuss this?

Trust this, Competition should just quit. We causing a ruckus, Disrupting corruption. So pucker your luscious, Lips up you butt kissers.

My competition, Don’t wanna say none (nothing) I’m at the top now, With my Day Ones.

Look where we’re at now, check where we came from, I’m at the top now, with my Day Ones.

And they fall, And they fall, Stand you in a line just topple you all. And they say, It’s impossible, To topple competition like dominoes.

Verse 2 I was scared of everything, Everything but what you thought of me. Cuz every word of doubt you speak Is just the start of me? And every time you hope I fail, Becomes a part of me. The non-believers are the blood, Long as I got a beat, The fuel that courses through my veins and through the heart of me. You think you scare me to conform, But you mean war to me. You try to rain on my parade, And try to pour on me. But to a flower in the tar, You only water me. And I can hear you, Every time that you refer to me. Call me a failure, Say the world has never heard of me. Cuz if I claim to be the monster, That I learned to be, Then I’ll be climbing from the hole, You tried to bury me.

I’ll make you sick to your stomach, to hear my name again, And vow the game will never ever be, the same again. I’ll make you eat your words of doubt, So when I meet my ends. To get you back with my success, will be the best revenge.

My competition, Don’t wanna say none (nothing) I’m at the top now, With my Day Ones.

Look where we’re at now, check where we came from, I’m at the top now, with my Day Ones.

And they fall, And they fall, Stand you in a line just to topple you all. (2x) And they say, It’s impossible, To topple competition like dominos. (2x) credits released June 13, 2017

Rumble Lyrics

Rumble, young man, rumble
May your courage overcome the fear
Rumble, young man, rumble
You’re a lion, and your time is here,
Rumble, young man, rumble
You’re the lightning, the storm is near
You may slip and stumble,
But Rumble, young man, rumble

Close, my, eyes, and hope for better days,
Give me, the strength, to say what I could never say
Keep, me, hum-ble, but still ambitious.
Calm my soul, but keep me vicious.
I've grown so much,
But I can still revert,
To make every last one of your fucking feelings hurt,
To stop the world from spinning and make it feel inert,
To freeze time in its tracks and it will reverse,
And this verse could get me killed but I kill a verse,
Rhyming at million motherfucking kilohertz
Whether I was killed or murdered,
When the wheel the hearse, out,
and fill the dirt
Into the hole in the earth,
Where the casket's placed,
A basket case,
still Straight jacket laced.
And if the songs not better than the last at least,
Then we can't release it
It's gotta be a masterpiece
Cause I gotta be the stitches in the mouths of the bitches who doubt me,
Spit on my name and count me out, see
Spend the whole damn day runnin’ their mouth about me,
But they wouldn’t have much to talk about without me, AHHH
I walk a line,
that's way too thin,
And if I give up now,
It means I let you win.
So fuck that,
With a capital F-U
The beast has been unleashed, I’m an animal let loose.
The jungle left me numb,
I’m tumbling through the troubled times,
Stumbled a couple times,
And my empire, is crumbling to rubble,
Fumbling, In my jumbled mind,
But there’s a voice up, in my bubble, that keeps telling me to rumble.

Rumble, young man, rumble
May your courage overcome the fear
Rumble, young man, rumble
You’re a lion, and your time is here,
Rumble, young man, rumble
You’re the lightning, the storm is near
You may slip and stumble,
But Rumble, young man, rumble

Close, my, eyes, and hope for better days,
Give me, the strength, to say what I could never say
Keep, me, hum-ble, but still ambitious.
Calm my soul, but keep me vicious.

Back with my back against the ropes,
On the attack like a pack of wolves,
But the pride and the passion’s uncrackable,
The task at hand, is rash. I’m an animal
Sometimes it feels like it’s
rainin’, pourin’,
Agent Orange,
In a ragin’ storm and,
You came in roaring
Like a Lion, fighting,
Scraping, clawing!
Spread your wings like a raven soarin’,
Feel like,
God Is,
Trying,
My will,
Testing me,
And I could turn back,
Now, or,
Fulfill my,
Destiny
So if you’re looking for a place to put your faith in,
Invest in me
Rest in peace,
To the old me. The new me is,
Out for blood,
Until I’m lying there breathlessly

So, next time you see a lion,
In the jungle, let him be! Let him be
Or be ready, for a Thrilla in Manilla,
Or a Rumble in the Jungle,
With a reckless beast

How To Steal Like An Artist Lyrics

How can you blame me for tryna make it outta muhfuckin
Cliffwood Beach
before I’m six foot deep man
I wanna my name to come up in your history class,
I want my name to be topic in barbershops,
of how my words are like hair,
coming off the top,
and how my punches like a pair of scissors,
over your head,
and my ambition’s like a pistol fight it’s blow or your dead,
we came to rack your brains, like a blow to your head,
but, they said I suck like a blow to your head,
it just had me feelin’ high like some blow to your head,
Aww shit, y’all are gonna get my going again!

Every day I’m hearing,
“Neek,! Face it! You’re too old
I’m 23, I told em, “Same shit, new bowl!”
I said

'll be,
What I wanna be,
I'm me,
Not a wanna be,
I'm the,
One grinding
You won't,
Get no apology,

Remember, what you’ve dreamed of, as a kid and, what you wanted,
and now you’re making six figures, gonna need a bigger wallet,
credit card, nice house in the suburbs and you flaunt this,
but what happened to the boy who’d never settle, he was dauntless
The boy who felt the pressure of a normal life, regardless,
he never gave up, on the dreams, he made himself, and all this,
time, that he was haunted, all his critics hoped he fall in,
and at the end of the day he can still call him,self an artist!
And all this, time they thought it was for rhyme and pleasure,
But realize, to make a diamond, it takes, time and, pressure!Hit the gas, there’s no more stalling, do it!
Put up a wall and I’ll put a wrecking ball, right through it
We’re tearing heaven down,
the Gods are falling through it,
Level the playing field,
I put my all into it,
until they drain my veins and pump me with embalming fluid,
Imma be what I wanna be and I always knew it!

I'll be,
What I wanna be,
I'm me,
Not a wanna be,
I'm the,
One grinding
You won't,
Get no apology,

And if I can't kill two birds,
With one stone,
Instead I'm grabbing two rocks,
And Imma kill a few flocks
I got the whole world tryna get me to stop
But I'll be an old man, walking down a new block

Dentures, suspenders, tube socks and a boom box,
Bumping wolfie's new knocks
Screaming like I'm Tupac!

See they hate it cuz I'm walking off the beaten path,
I got em salty like the rim on a margarita glass.
I'll always be the last,
motherfucker standing,
I got Karlie Hustle pissy like she peed her pants!
We used to ask for their respect, and now we DEMAND it
So take a fucking seat, if you can’t stand it
damn it!

'll be,
What I wanna be,
I'm me,
Not a wanna be,
I'm the,
One grinding
You won't,
Get no apology,

I ain’t stopping till I git my pay
Walked into the Rockafella’s building, took a seat by Jay,
handed em my tape, to see what he might say,
thought maybe he might play it, but baby, he right away said,
nope!
Broke into Dre’s house and got Beat by Dre,
twice,
So I tell my friends I got a pair of Beats by Dre!
they don’t wanna give me a chance, I gotta cheat my way, uhhh?
I’m like the mainstream’s tapeworm,
when I eat my prey
I won’t stop

No Fairytales Lyrics

Curtains close,
no applause from the rafters,
this ain’t no fairy tale,
No.
No happily ever after,
and I have to ask,
will I ever see you again, my friend
Cause life ain’t no fairytale,
but once upon a time:

I had this friend I knew from Little League,
who bitterly, drank his life away,
quite literally, it’ll be
quite some time fore I get over that shit,
took one too many swigs,
eyes closed, and that’s it.
Spent every night at the neon cathedral,
Worship the bartender, but scream to God that “I need you”
tip for the barkeep, my penance,
If it didn’t close up at 2am,
then I’d be a tenant.
And thank God for the liquor store,
cuz once the bar’s closed,
I can go home and drink a little more,
then when I drift off to sleep, I see a little door,
start walking towards it and see how much I really drank before,
See he was gay and people mocked and laughed at em,
and he hated it, but he’d never go back at em,
He’d just hit the bar,
with his friends Jack, and Sam Adams
then go to AA, the next day,
in this whack pattern.
Another bottle,
and your swallowed in your sorrow.
And your borrowed time is up,
cuz you kept praying for tomorrow.
That coulda been me,
if I got outta control.
What I’d do to dig you up out of that hole.

Curtains close,
no applause from the rafters,
this ain’t no fairy tale,
No.
No happily ever after,
and I have to ask,
will I ever see you again, my friend
Cause life ain’t no fairytale,
but once upon a time:

She had a broken ego,
See,
Jenny had a painful past,
praying for an escape,
so she could erase it at last.
and it only got worse with,
every single pole that she grasped.

Slip in the Skynyrd tape,
slip her foot into a wedge,
open up the fricking window,
walking out onto the ledge.
and she’d listen to the lyrics,
She’d been living on the edge,
The song was like a blueprint,
and with every word it said,
she’d take another step closer,
like her own worst enemy.
"If I leave here tomorrow,
would you still remember me”
I could fly like a free bird,
straight up to Heaven, see
And maybe,
just maybe,
I’ll be better as a memory.

Curtains close,
no applause from the rafters,
this ain’t no fairy tale,
No.
No happily ever after,
and I have to ask,
will I ever see you again, my friend
Cuz life ain’t no fairytale,
but once upon a time:

So Jenny, don’t jump.
Jenny don’t jump.
I know that life doesn’t seem so great,
but this does not have to be your fate.
So before you take that Swiss to your wrist,
And before you go giving that pistol a kiss,
Please listen to this,
Cuz there's so much you're missin'.
And every breath that we take is a blessing

Curtains close,
no applause from the rafters,
this ain’t no fairy tale,
No.
No happily ever after,
and I have to ask,
will I ever see you again, my friend
Cuz life ain’t no fairytale,
but once upon a time:

If I leave here tomorrow,
would you still remember me

Supernova lyrics

On the darkest nights,
We’re like the sun,
Cause We burn, so, bright,
And we die, so, young
Yeah we die so young,
You’re a Supernova,
Even the shadows can’t hide from your fire,
A Supernova,
Let your love shine down on me, tonight.

I can still here you whistle when the wind blows,
And I can still see your reflection in the window,
Sitting next to me, I wish it was the real you,
Then I close my eyes and I can feel you.
Yeah, yeah,
I can feel you.
And now ten years later,
when the sun goes down,
And the stars come out,
I know it’s still you.
Yeah, yeah,
I know it’s still you.
I can’t take it anymore,
Take me, back to, where we, were before
I know time is just sand,
That falls through my hands,
And I know you were there,
I could feel you, I swear.
And you said,
“I know I’m gone, but I’m not far,
“Won’t you, meet me, out beyond the stars
“I hope you know I never left,
I was right beside you every step”
On the darkest nights,
We’re like the sun
Cause we burn so bright
And we die so young
Yeah we die so young.

You’re a
Supernova
Even the shadows can’t hide from your fire
A Supernova
Let your love shine down on me
Tonight.

I’m that voice in your head when you’re sleeping,
The one that keeps, telling you to keep on dreaming,
That’s telling you not to give up when you feel like leaving
That’s screaming at you to reach for what you believe in
My body may have been bruised and beaten,
But it’s you, baby, YOU,
Keepin’ my heart beatin’,
I’m tryna TEACH you
There’s no such THING
As THE END,
Only new beginnings so BEGIN.
BEGIN.

Str8 Jacket lyrics

Chorus:
Lose your mind,
Lose your mind,
Lose it.
Never mind your two cents,
Tonight we gonna be a nuisance.
Lose your mind
Lose your mind
loose it,
Knock a couple screws lose and,
Uh, Just lose it

Verse 1
Cause it’s,
Fuck what you thought of me before,
And fuck what you think of me now
Insane in the brain, inhumane with the train,
Of the thought,
No doctor could figure me out
You gonna need like, Ritalin, about 10 ounces,
And 10 bouncers, to hold me down,
If you’re kickin’ me out
But you shouldn’t have a hard time pickin’ me out,
In the crowd,
Even my medicine’s sick of me now
Hey Chris Brown! Look at me now
I’m tryna make more hits than him.
Oooo, Nico gonna, spit, sick, shit
Damn right I’ll make you, Biz-kits limp
Guess I wasn’t raised by my parents well,
Thoughts runnin’ round and round like a Ferris wheel,
head's spinning off the track like a runaway carousel,
My minds like an empty fucking barren Hell!
This straight jacket, I don’t wear it well!
I’m about to tear it off,
Swear and yell,
Scare my cell mates,
While they Stare and tell, the guards
Scare you?
It's apparent I scare myself!
Preaching the same shit I was preaching my first rhyme,
I'm repeating myself, nobody heard my the first time,
I hurt myself,
he'll bent because I want you to hear me,

Chorus:
Lose your mind,
Lose your mind,
Lose it.
Never mind your two cents,
Tonight we gonna be a nuisance.
Lose your mind
Lose your mind
loose it,
Knock a couple screws lose and,
Uh, Just lose it

Verse 2:
Mama dropped me as a baby,
I face planted,
my face landed,
on the ground,
my brain splattered,
Now I spend all of my days manic,
In a cage, matted,
At the psych ward
Wearin’ a straight-jacket,
I stay stranded,
Even the nurses say that they can’t stand it,
You think that you cray? Dammit
Maaaan, We ain’t hailing from the same planet
Ass-kicking and ailin’ and then I stay spastic
Licking the prison wall but they taste plastic,
They say my brain it belongs in a frickin’ waste basket,
Till the doc walks up and he’s yelling “Hey Bastard”
Like a slave master,
How can I spray faster
They say I’m sick wit a really rare virus,
Lickin’ inanimate objects like Billy Ray Cyrus’
Daughter,
Pissin’ off the warder,
Walking the border,
Between disaster and disorder
Caught up,
in my crazy thoughts,
I might go,
Psycho,
Like Michael,
Cuz if I see your ear I just might bite yo,
There’s no Bright light bulb,
Above my head when I get an idea,
Listening to all these voices I hear,
When none of these thoughts are quite clear,
When every day’s a nightmare
So when the radio stations say they won't play me,
they say I'm crazy when I call them daily,
I told them I'm doing this until somebody pays me,
so when the daisies push, are they gonna hate or praise me
In 13' I guess I had a few fears.
Up until my balls dropped on New Years,
Until the day I'm dead, I do this,
I don't care if I come off foolish.
See i got nothing to lose,
when I be up in this booth,
but I got something to prove,
so it be nothing but truth,
So give me the straight jacket,
I ain't cuttin' it loose.
A mad man and I wear it proudly,
I'm a fucking nutcase swearing loudly,
As I strut my way into County,
They've got a bounty on my empty head,
and now my deadbeat brain, it's got me left for dead.

Theory Of Infinity lyrics

[Chorus] Some people die Long before they heart stop beatin’ Before the lungs stop breathin’ And the blood start bleedin’ But don't, but don't, bury me alive Don't, don't bury me alive How do we live forever?

[Verse 1] When I go Promise me this I could be gone By the time you hear this song, yeah Will I be missed? Remember me We begin just dust in the wind In a gust Now we’re back to dust again Do we live Just to die? Who am I? Were we born to fly? We must have been I know That life is a bitch boy And mama never cared to be rich boy But I swore one day, we'd be out of this ditch boy And turn this house into a mansion making the switch boy Life is a bitch boy And mama never cared to be rich boy But I swore one day, we'd be out of this ditch boy And turn this house into a mansion making the switch boy

Dreams so big Small minded people think I’m effin’ crazy Maybe But I’m feeling alive And when my brother took his last breath It struck a nerve, I can’t even describe Something to believe in and strive for Like the trigger Was fixed between the fingers Somebody pulled it And my dreams grew bigger I became the bullet Fire, gunpowder and vigor No way to control it It’s a power from within ya Impenetrably passionate And a little bitter My mama didn’t raise no quitter Maybe to you, I might come off foolish I just wish Mema and Pop, could see me do this

[Chorus] Some people die Long before they heart stop beatin’ Before the lungs stop breathin’ And the blood start bleedin’ But don't, but don't, bury me alive Don't, don't, bury me alive How do we live forever?

[Verse 2] I ain’t seen too many streamers, for the dreamers I been to too many funerals for the beautiful Minds Of our generation And I can’t listen To a eulogy about our fucking ambitions! I can’t put flowers on a casket I can’t see our passions, wrapped up in plastic And I can’t let you put everything you ever wanted Into the dirt That’s what the "you" stands for in Universe You! Do what you do! Don’t ever give up Until you're livin' up to You own expectations Fuck a backup plan Cause you’re amazing Bite the bullet, sack up man I got a list That I wrote when I was 17 Mama gets a castle in the evergreens Nico gets a mansion out in Beverly Living the dream man I swear I'm never leaving With a porch overlooking that city boy And I'm bringing my whole crew with me boy And my pops gets to retire at 50 boy We did it boy We did it boy With a porch overlooking that city boy And I'm bringing my whole crew with me boy And my pops gets to retire at 50 boy We did it boy We did it boy

[Chorus] Some people die (yeah, yeah, yeah} Long before they heart stop beatin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah) Before the lungs stop breathin’ And the blood start bleedin’ But don't, but don't, bury me alive Don't, don't, bury me alive How do we live forever?

Some people die (yeah, yeah, yeah} Long before they heart stop beatin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah) Before the lungs stop breathin’ And the blood start bleedin’ But don't, but don't, bury me alive Don't, don't, bury me alive How do we live forever?

Heaven Ain't Comin' Down lyrics

Heaven ain’t comin’ downnnn,
But I can still raise Hell (x4)

Heaven ain’t comin’ down,
But I’m coming up,
From the Underground.
So if the king plans on staying above the clouds,
Ima grab a bolt of lightning.
Pull the thunder down
Make the whole damn world wonder how
said I’d be nothing then, and I’m nothing now.
Last CD, they just chucked it out
This time around, you gon love the sound,
You gon bump it loud,
Gonna stun the crowd
Nah, me and Wolfie don’t fuck around.

And I know that the nail that sticks out the most gets hit the hardest,
So I’m ready to take a hammer to the head like a fuckin’ shark bitch
You made fun of my aspirations to be a rapper, said I was garbage,
Said that I’d end up a hungry hobo,
Well I am starving,
As an artist!
An empire,
But an army,
And my heart is,
My Sergeant,
Catharsis,
From the darkness,
When I’m marching toward my tar-get,
And right now my target,
Is the top of the charts bitch
Start a revolution, spark this,
Fire, spit, lighter fluid like an arsonist
Wonder what I look like in my critics’ eyes,
Tryna minimize my wicked lines
Hypnotizing when I’m spittin’ rhymes,
You criticize me
Quit it guy,
like you’re on strike,
wit your picket signs
I’m,
Tearin’ heaven out the fricken sky

Chorus:
Heaven ain’t comin’ downnnn,
But I can still raise Hell

This passion burning in my soul
It leaves a scar
It tears a hole
Until I feel I’ve left my mark
A war is ragging in my hear

I’m about to bomb it,
I’m about to bomb it,
And to be honest,
I’m on some other shit,
Nobody else can be on it.
Givin’ a fuck, I’m so far beyond it.
I’m past it.
Tired of living this life like I’m plastic .
Rather be latched in my casket.
Rather have my eyelashes,
Close for the last time, while, I’m, ly-ing, on, my, matt-ress.
I’d rather die in my sleep tonight,
Than live my life in a slumber.
I’d rather count my blessings,
and take my chances, than live my life as, a number.
So by the time that I’m six feet under,
By the time I become dirt,
My name I swear you’ll remember,
I’m focused on living forever.
Not in body, but spirit and soul.
Do you believe in ghosts
Are you hearing these flows
Are you feeling me yo
See cause I’m searing these poems,
Into your brain, so here it be known,
No confusion. My music is never a rap tune.
The words that I speak are permanent,
On your mind. Like a tattoo.
So

Chorus:
Heaven ain’t comin’ downnnn,
But I can still raise Hell

Brian's Song lyrics

I never agreed to grow up,
I never wanted to deal with all the obstacles,
I never thought of growing old without you,
But then you never made it home from the hospital,
and I clutched Memas hand and we hoped and begged,
“God, please let it, be just a, broken leg”
But it ain't a broken leg,
And I'm well aware,
Mama's on the road to Delaware,
And Mema knows it's bad
But she's being hella careful,
with her words,
cause she knows if I hear how serious it is,
I’ll be a handful.
And throw a tantrum,
cause I can’t handle it,
Cause there ain’t a 12 year old on Earth,
who coulda planned for this.
Yeah, we hoped and prayed for miracles
but never saw the luck.
And I never saw it coming,
You never saw the truck.
I hadn’t seen you in months,
you spent weeks, in a coma,
I thought I’d see you today,
but you never made it home, I,
woulda killed to have you there,
to watch me get my diploma,
But I could feel you in the air,
Dave, I could hear you cheering, Oh my,
Mama told me that life wasn’t fair,
It was like I had to grow up and my big brother wasn’t there
But I swear
You left behind, the greatest blessing
You left me, your best friend,
to teach me, every, life lesson,
I’m guessin’,
you knew that he’d be there for me.
And when I’m stressing, there ain’t no greater therapy.
You took your last breath, and I could barely breathe.
But there’s always been a guarantee.
You're my brother from another mother,
And you're an angel but you're undercover.
We ain’t blood,
but you're my brother.
You’re just like a son,
to my mother.
And I know the sun,
shines above us.

We ain’t blood,
but you’re my brother (2x)

And I gotta thank Brian,
for saving me from a lonely Hell,
for being the brother that I lost when I was only 12,
All along, I’m sure you were fighting your own demons,
but you always came around and lightened the tone, seamless.
We were dreamers,
Even if they saw us as sleepers.
And David, your best man, saved my life, bro,
You picked a keeper.
And he might be shocked that I wrote a song about him,
But I doubt he knows, I wouldn't have lasted long without him.
He picked me up and carried me,
When I lost you, I nearly lost my mind, it almost buried me.
And I can see you in him, David,
His laugh, his sarcasm, his love, and his ability,
To go filling the,
Darkness, with a light,
And put will in me.
There’s a hope that you’ve instilled in me.
And I hope, that you don’t, find this song, embarrassing,
But who you’ve been to me,
I swear I’ll always be for Harrison.
And I hope that baby knows how much Uncle David loves him,
And I hope he knows his guardian angel is always right above him.
And wherever he goes walking, he’ll be right beside him.
And Uncle Nico’s always gonna be right here to guide him.
That goes for Keirsten and Robbie, too man, I always got em.
I’ll be right there, to pick them up, when they feel, on the bottom.
They accepted me,
never abandoned me,
They welcomed me in,
and now they’re family.
So Brian
Here's a thank you.
You give me strength,
I feel like there ain't nothing that I can't do
You stuck around,
And it wasn't like you had to.
But now I know, I got you for life,
Just like a tattoo.
And bet your ass, when you need me,
I got your back too.
That’s true
I’m seeing that through
You're my brother from another mother,
And you're an angel but you're undercover.
You’re an angel but you’re undercover.
We ain’t blood,
but you're my brother.
You’re just like a son,
to my mother.
And I know the sun,
shines above us.
We ain’t blood,
but you’re my brother

Garden State of Mind (in the 732) lyrics

Chorus:
They say home is where the heart is,
wherever we go, whatever we do.
So while I may roam the world,
my feet stay planted in the 732.
The 732,
Woop The 732
Woop Woop 732
And no matter where I go, I leave my soul,
in the 732

Verse:
You drive too slow on the parkway, and you get the birdie.
The limit’s 65, why the hell are you doin' 30?
I'm diagnosed wit road rage, I get wordy,
It’s a real disease, found only in Jersey.
Where we drive like we’re always in a hurry,
and we all got a mouth like a trucker.
I’ll pass you on the shoulder, don’t worry.
But Get out of the fast lane, motherf——
Lord help me,
I don’t wanna lose my cool again,
But if you don’t know what a Wawa is,
or what pork roll is,
then it’s better that
we don't be friends.
And no we’re not the Sopranos,
tho 80% of us are Italianos,
I gotta wonder was it God or fate,
that dropped me in the Garden State?

Prechorus:
Can I get a hell yeah if you reppin' that 732 tonight?
And let me hear ya if you bout Garden State of mind
and you been living it for all ya life!
Make some noise, and put your hands in the air, if ya pump ya fists,
but neva pump ya gas!
And if you talk that trash, about my Devils,
ain’t no doubt, we gonna jump ya ass!
Get it!

Chorus:
They say home is where the heart is,
wherever we go, whatever we do.
So while I may roam the world,
my feet stay planted in the 732.
The 732,
Woop! The 732
Woop Woop 732
And no matter where I go, I leave my soul,
in the 732

Verse:
I got a Jersey girl,
she’s bad as ishhh
she got that Jersey girl attitude,
so, when she gets pissed,
she gets an accent,
I can’t resist,
that’s hot,man,
I’ve had it dude.
Here’s all ya gotta know,
I’m Exit 117 representin’,
where you could smell the Raritan as soon as you get in,
I blew all my money in AC, bettin,
the Jersey Devil has an office in Trenton!
WOOOP!
Bennys,
there’s too many,
you rep the Flyers,
and you get my two pennies!
A better place in the world?
There ain’t any
WOOP
That’s why we rep it plenty!

Prechorus:
Can I get a hell yeah if you reppin' that 732 tonight?
And let me hear ya if you bout that Garden State of mind
and you’ve been living it for all ya life
Make some noise, and put your hands in the air, if ya pump ya fists,
but neva pump ya gas
And if you talk that trash, about my Devils,
ain’t no doubt, we gonna jump ya ass
Get it

Chorus:
They say home is where the heart is,
wherever we go, whatever we do.
So while I may roam the world,
my feet stay planted in the 732.
The 732,
Woop The 732
Woop Woop! 732
And no matter where I go, I leave my soul,
in the 732

Throne Of Anubis ft. Dan Cordi lyrics

Remember back when I was little,
And you were there for me
How you promised me, when I was born,
That you would care for me
And everybody swore that you would be the greatest therapy,
Swore to heal all of my wounds,
Promised me a future that you knew wasn't guarantee.
And I gave you my trust,
How could you embarrass me

But the truth, became evident,
Through scenes, that my eyes, couldn't bare, to see.
Staying up, till morning,
Too scared to sleep.
You coulda claimed me,
While I was counting prairie sheep.
One's life isn't fair to keep
And it wasn't just a couple crimes.
And we've shaken hands,
More than just a couple times.
And I’ve,
smiled to your face,
and you’ve smiled in mine,
the same one you smacked,
as you passed.
And the thing I hate about you most,
is that you took my time,
and you won’t let me go, back, to the past.

I’m in the mirror,
turn on the faucet,
let it pour,
and pray today, that it’s a fountain of youth.
Wash my face,
look in the mirror,
and hope to see a younger me,
but the mirror speaks a mountain of truth.
I’m doubting it,
counting it out now
Spout at the mouth
With every spec of sand in the hourglass,
headed South-bound.
The wounds you were supposed to heal,
they still bled.
Forgive you
I can never forget though,
what you said.
The promises you made me,
echo in my head.
I may hold this grudge forever,
I can let go when I’m dead.
Nothing gets me mad,
more than a deadbeat dead.
What a deadbeat dad, Father Time.

Smashing every clock that I see,
cuz it won’t fucking stop ticking,
tock tickety tock tick and,
the plot thickens,
my watch, ripping it off,
the fuck am I lock-picking pandora’s box for?
Why you always gotta play with fire,
when you know your a can of gasoline,
making the flames higher

And a passion will,
Burn in me,
for all of
Eternity
Just, like, a,
Third Degree.
You’ll be the one to throw the
Dirt on me,
You’re knocking on the door,
tick tock, and you
Disturb the beat
So by the time you come
to murder me
I’ll be damn sure the world has,
Heard of me.
Bury me,
put the nail in the casket,
but let em know that they can’t kill passion.

There’s nothing you can tell me,
there’s nothing you can say,
May not be here tomorrow,
Thank God I’m here today.

I hear my timer ticking,
growing louder every second,
So I won’t hold back for no one,
cuz there’s no way to reset it.

You take away my people,
and you never even ask.
You never even warn us,
and you hide behind that mask.

You know I tried to hate you,
but maybe you’re not so bad,
though I don’t understand you,
you taught me to,
appreciate what I had.

(Dan Cordi)
It was ambition,
you made me feel like I was running outta time.

I’m done wishinnnnn’
You showed me how to take the world and make it mine.

It was loss,
that taught me to appreciate what I’ve got.

It was you,
who taught me to make something out of what I am not.

Of what I’m not.

You taught me to turn my negatives into positives,
never for naught.
I, never forgot!

Take my imperfections and give me something to reach for,
that was a lot.
It was a lot.

And if I wasn’t for the time ticking away,
then I probably woulda rot.
I would rot.

So while I tried so hard to hate you,
it was you who made me give it a shot.
I gave it a shot.

While I Still Have the Mic ft. Triple L lyrics

Man, I think I’m changing,
but it’s prolly a good thing,
I don’t have a filter no more,
I’m seeing red on my mood ring.
I used to try to argue witcha,
when I disagreed with your opinion.
But when I step back and look at the world,
it’s still gonna keep spinning.
Now when anybody says some shit,
that I don’t like, I listen and try to respect it,
so I won’t attempt to destroy your viewpoint,
I’ve erased that bullet from my checklist.
Try to get along, so when I write a song,
like this, I only want to offer perspective.
And I think we forget, we can never get,
closer to the truth, if we can’t be objective.
I hate to be the one to break it,
but humans take things in,
the way they wanna take it.
They adjust the story, and things they perceive,
to fit in, w ideas, they believe.
The past is a mystery, look,
What will it say in the history books
Mike Brown was a zero
Darren Wilson a hero
The people in Ferguson were just a buncha thugs right
What woulda happened if he was white
He suddenly isn't innocent,
if his skin isn’t,
light
I guess it isn’t,
none of my business, aight.
Cause I be God damned if I sit on the sofa,
rather than get up on my soap box,
and see innocent black men,
get choked out and cold-cocked.
And maybe it’s time we start to throw rocks,
cause we ain’t living in a glass house.
If you’re telling me you wouldn’t fuckin lash out,
you prolly missed the video when Eric Gardner passed out.
And you’re telling me it’s parta the past now
Nope,
We gotta make shit right, dude,
maybe you’ll get the point if you hear it from a white dude.
They ain’t doing it just to spite you,
You gotta re-write the book, before you let it write you.
So I don’t mean to stir no shit,
when I address some things, like I’m about to.
Cause when it comes to honesty,
I just can’t shut my mouth dude,
I really don’t know how to.
I really don’t know how to.
I really don’t know how to.
Cause when it comes to honesty,
I just can’t shut my mouth dude,
I really don’t know how to.
Now, There’s a little bit of good in everyone,
but there’s a little bitty, bullet, in every gun.
Now there’s 3,000 homeless, living in Rome,
every day, praying to God, to save our souls,
by the Vatican, but are we giving em homes
Cause the Catholic Capitol, is made of gold.
You get what I’m saying, holmes
Now it isn’t necessarily the fault of a person,
it’s more a concern of society,
But how can you expect, a man, not to question,
an institution that, done nothing but, lie to me
How the Hell do we make progress,
when they got 40-year terms in Congress.
Give a fuck about the people in the projects,
any more than the money in their pockets
"Dead presidents, in my wallet,
Any residents in my knowledge"
I figured that one out with a high school diploma,
it don’t take no 4 years of college.
And I won’t dish no apologies,
Will you disagree with me
Probably.
But I’m feeling like the truth has been locked in a box,
with me, and they forgot the key
This here, is that real shit
Just cause it isn't happening to you it isn't real shit
We really care about ourselves so much that we don't feel shit
We know the truth, but we conceal it.
Out of sight, out of mind, right
But if it's really out of sight, we must be blind, right
Cause that man in the mirror,
is just as bad,
if he can’t bring his thoughts into the limelight.
So I don’t mean to stir no shit,
when I address some things, like I’m about to.
Cause when it comes to honesty,
I just can’t shut my mouth dude,
I really don’t know how to.
I really don’t know how to.
I really don’t know how to.
Cause when it comes to honesty,
I just can’t shut my mouth dude,
I really don’t know how to.

Music Video Credits

With My Day Ones

  • Special thanks to:
  • Skaters: James Sargeant & Russell Ahmed
  • Businessmen: Ed Jackson, David Silverman, Russell Ahmed, Tom Lake
  • Kid watching TV: Robbie M.
  • Kitty cat: Carter
  • Camera: Joe DiPrima & Brandon Castro
  • Chris Dowling & Dan Cordi (El Camino scene)
  • Driver: Vinny S.
  • Props and locations: Sal DiPrima, Brian Cerovsky, Kiersten Chevalier
  • Thanks to: Chris Dowling & his sexy car

Hurt

  • Guitar: Joe V.
  • Produced by Nico Araco & Kyle Wolf
  • Singer: Nico Araco
  • Mixed by Kyle Wolf
  • Mastered: Chris Athens
  • Music video DP: Brandon Castro

No Fairytales

  • Produced by: Kyle Wolf & Nico Araco
  • Directed by: Joe DiPrima, Nico Araco, & Kyle Wolf

ACTORS:

  • Starring Joe DiPrima
  • Father - Sal DiPrima
  • Acting Partner - Francis James
  • Audition Director #1 - Jenny Hill
  • Audition Director #2 - Randy McHugh
  • Birthday Scenes: Diane Jackson, Sal DiPrima, Jessie Drapkin, Julie Drapkin, Darren Drapkin, Dulce Drapkin, Nico Araco
  • Party Scene: Dan Cordi, Nikki A., Briana Lupinaccio, Brianne Okuszka, Mike “Pedey” Pedersen, Jimi Long, John Pampinello Alcoholics Anonymous #1:
  • Speaker - Rob Victor
  • Jill Baumann , Matt Salvatore, Mike Powell, Mike Van Houten, Kevin W., Mike “Pedey” Pedersen Alcoholics Anonymous #2:
  • Victoria Jones, Emily Marano, Vinny Schifini, Randy McHugh, Leah Strang

Locations:

  • McDonagh’s Pub - Keyport
  • Smith’s Liquor - Keyport
  • First Presbyterian Church - Matawan
  • Rutgers University
  • Yellow Rose Diner - Keyport
  • Matawan & Hazlet Train Station
  • The 9 - Keyport
  • Special thanks to the DiPrima’s, Drapkin’s

Rumble:

  • Locations: Gleason's Gym in Long Branch
  • Videography: Joe DiPrima, Brandon Castro
  • Edited By: Nico Araco

How To Steal Like An Artist:

  • Featuring: Brandon Castro, Rob Victor, Joe DiPrima
  • Locations: Asbury Park Boardwalk, Cliffwood Beach, Red Bank, Gotham Red Bank
  • Videography: Joe DiPrima, Brandon Castro
  • Edited By: Nico Araco

Supernova

  • Dancing & choreography by: Marianne Santimauro, Kristen Rigo, Miranda Scalzo [Arts in Motion Academy]
  • Featuring: David Silverman
  • Locations: Rutgers New Brunswick, Matawan-Aberdeen Regional High School
  • Videography: Joe DiPrima, Brandon Castro
  • Edited By: Nico Araco

Str8 Jacket:

  • Locations: Long Branch Barracks
  • Featuring: Joe DiPrima, Mike Powell
  • Videography: Joe DiPrima
  • Edited By: Nico Araco, Joe DiPrima

Heaven Ain't Comin' Down:

  • Makeup: Kristy Montero
  • Extra Asbury Zombie Walk Footage: @DJBARR & Rob Spahr (NJ.com)
  • Featuring: Joe DiPrima, Brandon Castro, Vinny Schifini, Randy McHugh, Eddie Dwyer, Darnell McDonald, Julie Drapkin, Mike Powell, Bryan Choromanski, Nicole Mezzina, Jennifer Moscow
  • Videography: Joe DiPrima, Brandon Castro
  • Edited By: Nico Araco

Garden State Of Mind (In The 732)

  • Locations: Jersey City, Newark, Hoboken, Atlantic City, Wildwood, High Point NJ, Seaside, And everywhere in between
  • Featuring: Joe DiPrima
  • Videography: Brandon Castro, Joe DiPrima
  • Edited By: Nico Araco

Throne Of Anubis

  • Locations: McDonagh’s Pub Keyport, First Presbyterian Church Matawan
  • Featuring: David San Martin, Vinny Schifini, Alex Wheeler, Gina Barry, Julie Drapkin, Jessie Drapkin, Dan Cordi
  • Videography: Brandon Castro, Joe DiPrima
  • Edited By: Nico Araco

INFIN8TY Album Credits

Executive Producer:
Lauren Mckeown
David San Martin
John Granucci
Erik Nellis
Jacqueline Kruzik
Alexis Gullod
Triple L
Nico Araco
Kyle Wolf

Special Thanks To:
Meagan Byrne
Jessie Drapkin
Ed Wolf
Damien Rucci
Jeremy Szoc
Melody Lee
Christine Araco
Vinny Schifini
Rob Victor
Gina Barry
Julie Drapkin
Alex Wheeler
NJ dot com
NJ101.5
Only In Your State NJ
& Everyone one of you who have shared, liked, commented, spread the movement, Thank You!

Featured Artist “Throne Of Anubis” :
Dan Cordi

Featured Artist “While I Still Have The MIc”:
Triple L

Cello "Heaven Ain't Comin' Down":
Collin DuPree

A Huge Thank You To These Locations:
Jackie @ Gleason's Gym in Long Branch, NJ
Gotham in Red Bank, NJ
First Presbyterian Church in Matawan, NJ
McDonagh's Pub in Keyport, NJ
Park Place Diner in Little Falls, NJ
Wawa in Wildwood, NJ

Mastering :
Chris Athens

A&R:
Nico Araco
Kyle Wolf

Art Direction:
Nico Araco
Kyle Wolf

Photography:
Brandon Castro
Joe DiPrima

Videography:
Brandon Castro
Joe DiPrima

Mixing:
Kyle Wolf

Primary Artist:
The Empire Project

Producer:
Kyle Wolf

Lyrics:
Nico Araco

Vocals:
Nico Araco

Songwriter:
NIco Araco
Kyle Wolf