1. |
Applause
03:21
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CHORUS
The Jobs never done
Applause Never come
And somebody might get it who aint starving like us
But, When you living by your taste level
People treat you like the devil
So lets go lets go lets go
The Jobs never done
Applause Never comes
Somebody might get it who aint starving like us
But lets not worry bout them
Applause never come
And somebody might get it who aint starving like us
But. When you living by your taste level
People treat you like the devil
So lets go lets go lets go
The Jobs never done
Applause Never comes
Somebody might get it who aint starving like us
But we aint worried bout them
VERSE 1
I hope I get my cake and eat it too
Made room for ice cream, saved the cherry on the spoon
Tell a woman give me space like Sailor Moon
Been spitting crack so long, I expect a raid soon
Saw crack addicts,
I grew up in Trap houses,
Probably was a crack baby
Love momma so I’m afraid to ask her
This the aftermath of the chapter
When I adapted to different lands on the atlas
Colossal factor like a pack of velociraptors
I do not follow these rappers
I’m filling my calendar, World ready
I juggle like Rico Rastelli
If I slow down might miss the plane
Got zero time to explain
Life a collage, paper Mache
My verses wet like a Percocet on the tongue
Of a mumble rapper
Who’s fucking our culture up for the fun of it
For sale signs on stale rhymes
Beware of mines and paradigms
Please be kind rewind
And listen with head phones
Lyrically with the flow
I done crippled more niggas than polio
Life is a show
Curtains won’t close
Sometimes you gotta go,
Through the test so you have testimony tho…
I know..
The Applause never comes…
The Jobs never done…
VERSE 2
Acting like I don’t exist and got away with it
Mankind, mandible claw put a sock in it
Better that than me putting the Glock in it
Compromise is not winning
I spit that brillo pad with a flower in it
The root of evil is bruised egos
I’m on the move like diesel
And I see you
But I wouldn’t wanna be you
So I’ma leave you there
Even rare dudes
Couldn’t see the box cause it’s a clear cube
Turn the square 3d like Origami
Getting watched by the helicopter, sweater bugotchi
Pebbles in the water turn to Tsunamis
Grew up watching Toonami
Farr Well until Godly
Came to conquer like an Anglo Saxion
But the type to save a damsel from the Train tracks quick
Brought a few packs looked what the cat dragged in..
The Loud pack yelling like Samuel Jackson
Make everyday of life
Saturday Night
But what’s done in the dark will be dragged to the light
Torture these rappers like Passion of Christ
If ya Cup half-full add ice (RIIGHHHT)
Crawling through leaves
In Army Fatigue
Everywhere is Holy Ground, just a cog in the machine
Humble young man on foreign land
Looks like I planned this shit out in advance
But Stumbled made it part of the dance.
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2. |
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CHORUS
X2
I’m that grimy nigga from the Northside
Then I made my way up out the Northside
But I came back to the Northside
I guess I do this shit just for the Northside
Northside,
Northside Northside
Northside,
NORTHSIDE!
VERSE 1
You tend to lose your innocence fast
When You buying Debbie snacks through a bullet proof glass
Hard to pass class when your daddy smoke crack
And you gotta wear a mask to survive the back lash
Had a lot up in my head as a snotty nosed kid
My nigga got my back he had the shotty in the shed
Colorblind, is the traffic light green or is it red?
1 thing I know for sure, I gotta be prepared
It’s a warzone here
Rules aint fair
So I left the T-rex nest
Where niggas meet death quick
I must admit the DPS had me stressed
Found an ounce in my dorm room, now they want the rest
I’m blessed to be taking this college test
Used to grab the strap before they did the locker checks
Don’t follow our steps I’m tryna tell em put the guns down
But they aint tryna do that, they wanna shoot the sun down
Knowing that they will
Holding on the steel
I said Farr Well
Cause Growing up feels
Like Throwing up pills
And doing Cocaine with a folded up bill
System wanted me to fail
Chameleon Life, I fit in well
But It’s Northside For Life I’m So NFL
Chameleon Life, I fit in well
But It’s Northside For Life I’m So NFL
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3. |
House of Mirrors
03:10
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VERSE 1:
I had to act like I aint know I was somebodies inside joke
I go gorilla on a G.I. Joe, call me mighty Joe YUNG
Super Mario on Green Mushrooms I’m always 1 up
Dinosaurs aint know they time was up? They fossil Fuel
I will knock you off your High Horse like we jousting in duel
Dogwalking you poodles, grew up eating raman noodle
The golden rule is make yourself useful
Aint no loophole I had to put myself on
Life harsh like the smoke from cigars
Niggas tryna photobomb the movie but the jokes on ya’ll
Ya’ll Jafars wont get passed the Sultans Guard
Put crack in them tracks like a Junkys arm
Invisibility Cloak Cloth what I’m Cut from
Do me wrong get clock worked orange
CHORUS:
I had to make a House of Mirrors just so I could see myself
… Look at you, you doing well
And I can’t pass a public mirror without embarrassing myself
You looking well, you looking well.
Had to make a house of mirrors, so I could see myself.
VERSE 2
Threaten to shoot the reflection when I look in the mirror
I’m Robert Deniro in Taxi Driver
Sea Farer..
They copy pirates like pet parrots
I’m dark as mascara and eyeliner..
On an emo but it’s happy Hour
Life a movie
Directors and jealous niggas out to shoot me
The groupies getting choosy
My girl afraid to lose me
I’d rather ride in my hoopty than let her scoop me
I’m Vanilla Sky Fly, She might try to Tom Cruise me
So I never let her drive
I’m the fucking guy now
When the coffee tables turned I was sipping Dark Chai
I cry tears of joy
Need Mops for the puddle
My struggle is a paradox, Pandora box puzzle
Not humble I lack manners, I’m handsome
They talking shit about Santa but still sit on his lap
Pat myself on the back!
Not supposed to be favored,
But A-Graded by sociology Majors
Roleplaying with the faces in my house of mirrors
Bridge:
X2 Are you talking to me? You must be talking to me?
Cause I'm the only 1 here.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Who is the illest of them all
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
I swear to God I'm Iller than all of ya'll
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4. |
SNSHINE ft. Jada Brown
03:38
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VERSE 1:
Tryna throw away everything I know
Kept a couple stowaways,
but they underneath the boat
1 player story mode,
and there aint no cheat codes
Got a girl who’s bad for me like Marilyn Monroe
Paranoia from the smoke
Late night parties
Dirty mirrors full of coke
Fortune cookies weird quotes
That was close
Don’t get taken by a ghost
Cause there’s so much more than the path that’s shown
I’m enjoying lifes joys
Self employed
Got vices like Roy
Flow sparkle like Lacroix
I don’t cling to my perspective
Or live on the extreme of a spectrum
You niggas believe in too many things
I don’t have no haters, I don’t have no enemies
People love misery
So I don’t let em visit me
Red wagon memories
Child hood dreams
I’m Pinocchio free, no strings on me
CHORUS:
The Sunshine, the sunshine
The sun shining on a real 1
The sunshine, the sunshine
The sun shining on a real 1
The sun shining
The sun shining
The sun shining on a real 1 baby
VERSE 2:
And I just heard a rumor that I’m Gay
If that would change the way you view the boy then you a lame
Sun Shining like Hawaii I should play the Ukelele
I feel like any day aliens will come and save me
Tell Geordi beam me up
I got them Geordi glasses cause the star lights beaming on us
And everythings looking up
I grew up in them sewers
With the rats
but the turtles in the alley turnt mutant
Less opinions everyday got me feeling less human
Through dua,
Disappear like ships in the Burmuda
Building bridges to the otherside
Gooneys never die
And its still Northside For Life,
I can’t hide it
Farr Well so many times they don’t invite him
I should stop saying hellos and goodbyes then
Ok aight then
This is no Country for old men
Llewellyn dies in the end
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CHORUS:
And you don’t gotta care about anything except for today,
Say Fuck tomorrow
Middle finger to the World, I done beat my depression today
Fuck living in sorrow
My team headed straight to the top we great
But we came from the bottom
And we just out here tryna live in our peace, our peace
We aint tryna be bothered
Aint tryna be bothered
Not tryna be bothered, we aint tryna be bothered
And we just tryna be great today
Fuck Tomorrow
VERSE 1:
I spend my time plotting
Grinding for a future date
Don’t need to see it today
I’m living for tomorrow
Sand pouring in the glass
I’m tryna freeze the bottle
So I can write my thoughts down
And Binge read novels
Theres not enough hours in a day to be great
Need wiggle room so I can make mistakes on the way
In a rush to meet fate
Is time fake and in my head?
Sometimes I have a hard time getting out of bed
Barely getting by but find time to get high
I guess its better that than me committing suicide
Too many things to do I’m feeling like its do or die
Split my wrist in the tub that’s a blood bath
Cigarettes for stress lifes a tough task
Self cares a must have so I turn the screens off
Didn’t check my email, naw I aint read 1
I don’t know what’s going on I might take a week off
Just to be present in the moment and do nothing
CHORUS :
What do you jack off to (to to to)
What do you masturbate to
But I would never judge you
BeCause I Jack off too (masturbate too)
VERSE !:
These girls around my City keep playing
That’s why my floor is full of socks that I came in
My porn downloads use my bandwidth
Mike Queenz said that I should watch a trans flick
So I watched a chick suck a womans dick
If I said it wasn’t hot I’d be full of it
I met this girl that told me what she really like
Things her man was too afraid to try but I might
Shit I got a preference and a type myself so I admire that
And sometimes I be whack
So if you don’t CUM when I CUM
You can come when I come back
This 1 girl tried to force my hand said I had to learn
Said it’s her turn
cause she sick of never getting hers
An orgasm feels better than wealth
So if I cant get no help I’ma do this shit myself
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Chorus:
Feeling like the Walls is Closing in
Chilling in the party there's ho's in here
Champaign and Bacardi in the... chandelier
Chilling at the party there's ho's in here
Feeling like the walls is....
Verse 1:
Is the image in the mirror clear
I lost control of the steering wheel
Fear.. is false evidence appearing real
Feeling weird cause things finally going my way
Used to thumbs up, hitch hiking on the highway
Grew up rough watched chumps throw they life away
I guess that’s why I’m paranoid like Kelly Anne Conway
Spies in the microwave
Feeling out of place
Conspiracy theories and government plots get blamed
For everything I achieve
But what if it was God or forces I can’t perceive
Secret Societies on the scene
Dark figured man unseen hand
It follows me everywhere to make sure I’m on the path
I’m Living in the Truman show, my life is a sitcom
Tried to piece the jig saw and fell into a pitfall
And The Villagers with Pitchforks
Wanna see a witch burn
Walls closing in I don’t know which way to turn
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CHORUS:
(X2)
We’re the Aliens That we’ve been looking for
Spent a lot of time in the stars tryna find them worlds
Abduct me and beam me up on board
UFO Spinning we about to take this bitch on tour
The World is Yours
VERSE 1:
Pyramid Homes
On the other side of the fence
Grass green with the bearded Gnomes
Lawns aint mowed where the weirdos roam
Live life tryna figure out the unknown
War in the stars get attacked by the clones
Ya’ll niggas need deeper poems
I’m the Father,
Darth Vader to toddlers
Death Star bars
Strong arm a skywalker
Cut ya hand off you’ll need a robotic one
No, I am not in a rush
It’ll come to me on a plate, Jabba the Hut
Only thing over here that settles is the dust
Keep up, found out that the Aliens was us
Crash land get me, Grand plan in me
Young Christ walking through the City
But I still respect the Gods who made History
Cause you could get struck with the lightning Rod
Got more arms than a Hindu GOD
To play the game of life on Nintendo Knobs
Captain of the ship no Eye Patch on
There’s no walls to the off limit truths
Unravel self and become something new
Aliens in grey suits, space pods on the roof
Landing on my feet aint need the parachute
Afficionado of Hiphop
There’s no tomorrow for False bravado Like Johnny Bravo
I go Bazarro on Supermannn
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8. |
Bridges
04:15
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Verse 1:
I been through the wire
Lost brothers to Gun Fire
Hidden like a dragon,
I been crouching like a tiger
Sipping Budwiser
Kicking it with southsiders
From the Northside
Getting treated like an outsider
Live a double life, but not like Mrs. Doubtfire
I built bridges from the Northside to take my worlds higher
Made a life I drew it on,
A sheet of paper
Haters making voodoo dolls
Got em sick like they going through withdrawls
Spitting till I’m out of breath
Don’t know how many hours left
So I live my truth because a coward dies a thousand deaths
Know they feel some type of way
Lifes a giant peach like James
Could never miss this shit I’m 3D goggles in yo face
Couldn’t rap with us back in the day
We are not the same
Can’t complain I’m in my lane
They be playing race car games
No longer in Chameleon phase
Mask off like Nick Cage
John Travolta
Found change, arm inside the Sofa
Verse 2:
If the bridge burn down I will swim
To the otherside of myself dive in
They don’t know where I have been
Chameleon glare my eye balls spin
No Tall Hair I’m a big wig
But I get in where I fit in
So I don’t need no Myers Brig
Everything I did built up to this
So I cant look up to this
I been tryna make sense of the chaos
The Chameleon and aztek had a face off
Cut my heart out in the temple of the Jaguar
Sacrifice to the mouth of GOD
Pigs and Hogs
I’m the Big Bad wolf, blowing down your HOUSE OF CARDS
Grandmastah to the Grasshoppers
I don’t belong but it wont be long
Only Peacocks! Get rewarded in society
So I love you for who you are not the things that you tryna be.
New path, a lot like the old 1
But now its fully mines.
Folks tryna claim they got left behind
And I forgot my roots
But that’s not true
I needed opportunity to be something new
They doing evil deeds like the Belgium King of the congo,
But I’ll make a ghost out of Leopald
Ya’ll niggas better leave me alone but to each his own
Came from War torn corner stores
Seen other Worlds that were unexplored like the oceans floor
Nobody left to act normal for
The house of hiphop has open doors
I’ma serial killer with Chloroform
Don’t let me in.
I’m from over north
Here to terraform the porridge bowl into Goldilocks Zone
I hope that’s not your final form.
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Farr Well Minneapolis, Minnesota
Farr Well - aka Farrington Llewellyn - is a hip-hop artist with a striking sense of self-awareness and purpose. Using art for social change, his work is aimed at educating & transforming the perceptions of listeners. Llewellyn’s music is more than just a great hip-hop track - it speaks to lovers of sociology and philosophy as he dives deep into the facets of life in the 21st century. ... more
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