Astrolabe

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released December 25, 2016

Written, recorded, produced, mixed, and mastered by Andrew Huang.

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Track Name: Static
look, i don’t give a shit about shit
except for the rhythm and melody
could i get another hit
but they don’t see how that could be legit
so i gotta play it for the suitors with their bank at the hip

you know it’s never a fair game, the mission is stairways
but i’m twisting my larynx, and hitching on airplanes
but still i'm electric, i'm ripping on airwaves
spitting rhythms that with listens are giving bad hair days

we drop on the runway, just landed at hell’s gate
though some in this locale are known to call it by L.A.
we love putting letters together - none ever spell “pay"
i had to go and do my own deals, and i dealt great

but i make shit happen
i’m destiny’s captain
when you look up from eating this dust
you’ll just see me laughing
but wait, i’ll be facing the other way, i’ll be climbing
observe in my footprints the formation of diamonds

always gotta 1-up (what up)

i could make you get down to static
kick it for fanatics, beats to the attic
half my life people have been calling me an addict
but maybe that's what happens when you’ve got the magic

it's backwards, like i'm pulling hats from a rabbit
tragic, people only recognize the habit
could i put in all of me to making something quality
and get panned, labyrinth mapped like ptolemy

offer no apologies, this is why my blood flows
brothers say it's cutthroat, study that philosophy
i'm in the monasteries investigating honesty
winners that i find i spit to twitter, so follow me

all this song and dance, a renaissance man
flow's contents evolve to walk land
got the current scene's last rites on hand
‘cause they drop like flies when i drop jams

if you've seen me maintain then you know what's up
game's straight volcano - but won't erupt
if i'm not blowing up, then no one is dynamite
i don't need to find a microphone to keep on shining bright
life give me lemons and i’ll bring them to the limelight

bump it, bump it, tracks in the hundreds
unblitzed, don't know how to act like i've done this
size up this vibe's one fits all
won't deny you, i know withdrawal
you wanna talk about how i do it
just a part of my self improvement
these dogs never learn those new tricks
gotta push forward with my music

always gotta 1-up (what up)
Track Name: Polished Paws
ethyl acetate
butyl acetate
isopropyl alcohol
nitrocellulose
adipic acid / neopentyl glycol / trimellitic anhydride copolymer
trimethyl pentanyl diisobutyrate
triphenyl phosphate
stearalkonium hectorite
diacetone alcohol
citric acid
dimethicone
benzophenone-1
ferric ammonium ferrocyanide
yellow no. 5
mica

i want that holo, uh
i want that multichrome
Track Name: Vacillate
i'm doing this with negative number latency
never had to run with an agency
propel crazily, i was made to dream
release skedge, no vacancy
these beat heads are all flaming me
these pop kids just watch aimlessly
and i'm giving you the gold so blatantly
unmistakably, just gotta take from me
no exits, flow so hectic, eclectic
yet kicks majestic, flip the sceptics
a vestige of real players who checked hits
i'm doing this so electric
and trying to make a bar buck, i'm worth more
but it's hard luck, bergdorf to these oceans
'cause they churn more
but i'm always on that triple letter word score

drop it any way you want it
flaunt it, burning up the sky like a comet
i know you feel it, baby
i know you feel it, baby
work it, breaking like a circuit
everything i earn’s ‘cause i drill it ’til it’s perfect
i know you feel it, baby
i know you feel it, baby
blast it, press it to the plastic
massive, leave the competition in a casket
i know you feel it, baby
i know you feel it, baby
push it, never understood it
but i got a way to make em say “oh my goodness”
i know you feel it, baby
i know you feel it, baby

witness
congregation
co-producer
booking agent
best mate
best patron
audience

i can’t hear you, i'm in my zone
i can’t hear you in my headphones
i can’t hear you so far from home
i can’t hear you

since lip bomb been chasing those hit songs
climbing to the tip top, now i’m playing with king kong
i live an absurd life like it’s my birthright
just starting to burn bright
and throwing these curves like turnpikes
the real fans know that that's the case
who am i serving? i always vacillate
never those with no imaginaysh
calculate and i don't procrastinate
schooled wrong, wasn't supposed to graduate
took too long getting poems on acetate
hearing voices, i know i can't be late
poser dopes, you've got a throne to abdicate
boom, that's the sound of that master
'round the back of the venue, so plastered
crown's a cap, now it’s ten to, hitting the ground
bound to crack everybody down to rap
boom, bap can follow that
smash your ball and bat, clip and hollow tip
that’s a scholar cat, giving you all the slip
‘cause his flow and his workflow crawl so quick
tell ‘em ‘bout the way you track this
well i got a hella lotta days of practice
spell it out to anyone who wants to hear
y’all can persecute, i just persevere
that’s the secret, i didn’t even try to keep it
i didn’t need to hide a weakness
and maybe that’s my uniqueness
i don’t care about a thing except the music sequence