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Lower Times

by Eugene Tombs

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1.
Intro 02:06
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Aye Lower- Do we have the death penalty in North Carolina? We do, and I’ll be honest with you, I can’t tell you one way or another Whether you would get charged the death penalty or- Can I ask for it? Listen up, listen up, listen up (alright) Listen up, listen up, listen up (alright) Listen up, listen up, listen up (alright) Listen up, aye Listen up, listen up, listen up Tombs came in with the vision of Me, my dreams, my family, some food to eat Ain’t that so original? Hell nah, ‘cause we all feel life And it feel like real life is a real fight At end of the road and I ain’t even cold But I ain’t even ‘bout to be real nice If I made a name, I’ll stay the same You hatin’ now, you gonna change I find it lame, I fight the pain I’m finna reign, I’ll find a way to fly away Most y’all sittin’ too low for me I don’t think the earth where I’m supposed to be Most y’all comin’ in boastfully But ain’t none of y’all even get close to me (alright) Listen up, listen up, listen up (alright) Listen up, listen up, listen up (alright) Listen up, listen up, listen up (alright) Listen up Fall back on em
2.
Crooked Frames (prod. by Kooleidoscope) 03:23
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Another day walkin’ in the rain I promise that I’ll make it fam My hallways are filled with crooked frames I promise that I’ll straighten them Yo, sittin' with one rolled up, homie shoutin' "hold up!" Hoping that the cops ain't showed up Eugene the bomb and he about to blow up Decapitating the competition with much precision Easily said, easier done, that ain't no bullshitting Just see what happens if you challenge my faction My reaction won't be inactive in fact you'll be left blasted Black hoodie, hood up, when I roll up I ain't that patriotic but I always been a soldier, was nice to know ya From my mama leavin’ to never being sober but that's over Learned from knocking on the devils door 'til it swung open I was choking' and hoped this ain't the end of my rope At only twenty years old, life like a puff of smoke But every time you hit rock bottom there's a lesson Mine just taught me open up my mind and be prophetic I'm out here for my brothers and sisters the world rejected So they know they ain't alone as long as Tombs is present Another day walkin’ in the rain I promise that I’ll make it fam My hallways are filled with crooked frames I promise that I’ll straighten them Walkin' in the rain with no umbrella, what does that tell ya? A broke fella but I am a rich story teller Made up my mind a long time ago to never compromise for dough Because the truth is why I’m in it, yo If I'm not truly living life what's the purpose? The pursuit of happiness is the only one that ain't worthless Feelin' worse about the ones who don't deserve it But I feel a bit closer to earth when I can burn it Whether it's rags or riches, you cannot it with ya So why you always taking pictures worried about your image? I find it hard to make it through the day without thinking of ways To make a change before I pass away I cannot truly say that I can’t see it happenin’ As long as I can out rap a legendary rapper's kid I'm still out here for my brothers and my sisters Walkin' through the rain but with a clearer vision Another day walkin’ in the rain I promise that I’ll make it fam My hallways are filled with crooked frames I promise that I’ll straighten them
3.
Most High 04:22
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Yo, check it, Eugene here to wreck it Got people asking questions ‘fore I even drop a record, forget it My mind, body, soul are adjacent Came up from the basement, speak in volumes but don’t say shit Sick of the complacence, living your life makeshift Chalk upon the pavement will wash away when it’s raining So Eugene came to salvage everything that you have wasted Picked up all the pieces and became these lames replacement When you hear the uncontrollable flow you’ll know I’m puttin’ up a fight while harnessing the light Been raw since 92, it’s true, just ask Dwight I’m urying these bullies underneath the Little Tikes Most days and nights, I find I don’t even feel human Stuck inside a world that’s been corrupted and polluted Lately I’m feeling trapped like Truman But now I gotta break out of this bubble and start blooming These days it’s hard to put your faith in the most high Ya only keep a few homies but see most die People tell you that they love you and it feels fine Turn around just to show you it was all lies All lies And my future don’t depend on acceptance of the messages I send I’m finna ascend from the moment that it’s penned Truest from the 2-6 til the moment that I’m dead Let’s take it back to summer warmth when the game changed course On June 4th when a sinner was born, already scorned Mom and daddy torn, until they’re forced to split Made a kid learn quick how to stretch the stick Now ya cringe ‘cause I flow too honest and sick Ain’t no tarnishing it, I lay my varnish on thick Once the surface is stripped, I’ll bust a bigot to bits Eat the remains with some Rits and turn em back into shit I’m telling everyone and everything the way that it is Most of you dicks make me wish I had six slits in my wrists I’ll persist and you’ll believe it when I’m winning at this And all at once my messy start ended up making sense These days it’s hard to put your faith in the most high Ya only keep a few homies but see most die People tell you that they love you and it feels fine Turn around just to show you it was all lies Aye, check it… yeah My origin is where the floor begins, recordings ripped from dusty bins I lay my mind on top of them, leaving nothing but sediment Others posers, impotent, synonyms for sensitive, I said it then I meant it, like how I said I’ma wreck this shit I bring a feeling that is ominous, my confidence is bottomless Rather choose consciousness over cockiness My dominance crushes a ponderous populace That’s the consequence of seeing not believing the obvious Lines stemming from mind of a genuine novelist Written with precision my vision sits in my documents Promise this won’t be the last time that I rhyme on my Dahmer shit All American psycho but looking nice like a pharmacist Take a hit, tell every bit of my Tales From The Crypt I flipped the script and ripped these other phony rappers in fifths They get skipped, gave em a kick and now they rest in oblivion I don’t need your opinion, I came, I conquered, I’m Gideon You really shouldn’t even try to challenge me, I’m living life so callously We don’t have decent alchemy ‘cause I’m not from your galaxy I plan my shit out tactfully and pull it off so casually I got em thinkin happy things while singing ‘bout these tragedies If these pages made it to stages They’d shine throughout the ages, bringing a heinous amount of chaos But lately I feel like all purity is decaying Not being famous if the only way is a seance These days it’s hard to put your faith in the most high Ya only keep a few homies but see most die People tell you that they love you and it feels fine Turn around just to show you it was all lies Turn around just to show you it was all lies
4.
Heel Turn (prod. by Dark Planet) 03:14
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Dark Spitting fire leave you feeling burnt I’m the third man this the heel turn Getting even higher than my dealer Nature boy, 95, this the heel turn Put it on my life no more lower times I know they gonna be hatin so I pay no mind Forget what they be saying, let em fall behind Y’all should know that I ain’t playing like I’m sidelined Workin’ like there’s two of me, the gemini When they threw me behind bars, I didn’t know my rights Smokin on that gas got me liquified Like I’m Batman how I’m only coming out at night (Ya, ya) Spitting fire leave you feeling burnt I’m the third man this the heel turn Getting even higher than my dealer Nature boy, 95, this the heel turn (Aye) Took ya spot and I ain’t gonna give it back I’m the realest in the room and that’s just stating facts I be shedding light on truth like this Beyond the Mat Haters talking bad for years, I ain’t gonna react I be ghost, dog like Forrest with the Killah track I’ma leave it up to God cause he got my back That don’t mean I ain’t gonna speak on it if someone asks Y’all just walking round in circles while I’m running laps Spitting fire leave you feeling burnt I’m the third man this the heel turn Getting even higher than my dealer Nature boy, 95, this the heel turn
5.
Linger 03:43
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I’m throwin’ up a middle finger For every poet, emcee, or singer Who’s been through the ringer From the booth it’s the truth to your speakers Resonate, create, and let it linger My mind is kinda like a Rubix Cube Hard to put together, but really beautiful when you do Indeed, Eugene could make a beach look bleak Cop the mic, ignite, make a whole scene look weak I’m hopeless, floatin’ in this 2-6-ocean My lips open ‘cause my heart broken Far as I can see, no emcee’s like me Even my brethren say they lesser than, but I don’t agree I mic ‘em ‘cause there ain’t nobody like ‘em And what we writin’ might just get ya whole body lined up I revel on another level, my meditation’s when I meddle Never settle for anything less than better Everything that I’ve created is a culmination Of my pain and my appreciation For predecessors that came in and laid the pavement Took the truth and made me face it And now I’m tryin’ to relay it I’m throwin’ up a middle finger For every poet, emcee, or singer Who’s been through the ringer From the booth it’s the truth to your speakers Resonate, create, and let it linger My heart is kinda like the ocean blue Deep and true, nourish you without it even trying to For real, I’m feelin’ like there’s so much more Pages torn, but soon enough it’s beauty born Uh huh, real talk with the raw voice to the mic I lay low in my room and I write, like every night ‘Cause it takes me to a place I resonate and embrace Spinnin’ records collectin’ the dreams I chase And this for anyone who’s felt like the lowest Then showed it through a note, brushstroke, or a poem Lonely souls, feel they hopeless, roamin’ alone In fact, that’s why I tell tales that dwell inside of my dome If the home is where the heart is, then mine is with the artist Remember where I starter but settin’ a better target I relate to the greats ‘cause they been through the hardest Hardships where I been but my pen keep on markin’ cause… I’m throwin’ up a middle finger For every poet, emcee, or singer Who’s been through the ringer From the booth it’s the truth to your speakers Resonate, create, and let it linger
6.
'99 Camry 02:32
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Fell asleep to Jimmy Fallon Now I’m dreaming I’m on Fallon And with this amount of talent Tombs about to move a mountain Maybe make a palace out it (aye) I don’t doubt that ya gonna doubt it (aye) So I ain’t feel bad you left out it (aye) I don’t care about the trends you set And I don’t care about the wins you get I’m more like Kendrick, what he say about the accolades Nowadays all them petty thoughts fade away I admit I’d still like to get my racks up I got this mastered but I’m still keeping my tracks rough I’m that black stuff that made Eddie Brock mad tough I’m like the shot Apollo Creed ain’t comin’ back from Uh uh... All On Black in the ‘99 Camry I’d throw you in the trunk in front your family And I ain’t never had a plan B I pray The Lord still understand me Aye, I’m a true rhyme sayer And I’m all up in your head like I’m the mind flayer I’m the layer of the flavor, ball like Indiana Pacers I be burying these beats like my name The Undertaker Askin’ God to show me favor, but I’m probably not his favorite Spittin like it’s winter, Master Splinter from these split lips ‘99, Joey Bad bumpin’ in my foreign whip Sunroof on my XLE to see where I am gonna sit Split the Philly in shadows of the city Smoke the fifties like a chimney cause I’m iffy (I’m iffy) Who rollin’ with me? Ain’t that many that ain’t shifty If you are, I’ll dump ya quickly, no kidding That’s why it’s… All On Black in the ‘99 Camry I’d throw you in the trunk in front your family And I ain’t never had a plan B I pray The Lord still understand me All On Black in the 99… Ain’t no fake that’s a friend of mine And I ain’t never had a plan B I pray The Lord still understand me
7.
Black Phillip 03:16
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Black Phillip everywhere that I go Tellin’ lies tryna get at my soul Black Phillip everywhere that I go Black Phillip, Black Phillip Look with your mind’s eye, try to visualize The life beyond the lies and it might be a surprise The things that you might find Lots of homies on my mind, but I’m steady on my grind Working heavy all the time Something not to mess with like a .9 That you found in ya daddy closet while he working overtime It’s summertime and you just wanted to impress your friend Til you accidentally press that trigger in and make a mess of them I know I paint it vivid when I’m spitting Don’t get it twisted like a spliff is, Eugene is it Devils tryna get they hand inside my vision I used to be misguided and now I can tell they missed me That’s why I flow cold like a fridge is Be careful who you flirting with cause y’all might end up kissin Finally got the perfect mix in like a brix is Devil still in disguise though, no Tony Cliffton Black Phillip everywhere that I go Tellin’ lies tryna get at my soul Nice try, didn’t even come close Until I realize he’s right under my nose Black Phillip everywhere that I go Tellin’ lies tryna get at my soul Black Phillip everywhere that I go Black Phillip, Black Phillip Open up your heart and let me see inside If you keep playing in the dark, how can you see in light? Do you realize that your reality could really be lies? That’s why it’s always me and I steady by my side ‘Cause I still feel these devils eyes Watching every movement, tryna get me by surprise Creating a confusion to inhibit any bloomin’ To me it’s all just static like the needle when the groove ends There used to be a devil and an angel on my shoulder I brushed the wrong one off, learned my mistake as I got older I got a lot colder, call me the winter soldier These devils taking every chance they can ‘cause they freeloaders That’s why I’m laying low and writin’ pages Until it’s paid in full and hittin’ stages There’s a better life and I’m tryna embrace it By changing myself and this the facelift
8.
Sirens 04:11
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Yeah, Sirens Aye Living life on the safe end of a siren The opposite side of violence, where life’s taking a child I’m feeling like it just ain’t right to sleep tight Brush it off, close my eyes, forgetting what’s outside But in the morning I wake up to find The same thing going on, just at a different time It makes it hard to find a light to shine When darkness falls upon my city every single night It makes me think about the mother that just lost her son Mixed up in something stupid, pupil’s disputing with handguns Or the mother to be that he be leaving behind Never meant for this to happen but we can’t hit rewind Now I think about the child she’ll be raising alone But there’s still beauty to be found from a broken home Let it be known I copped the microphone To spit hope from the dome even though the sirens roam Yeah, yeah I’m from the city where the sirens never sleep, they never sleep I’m from the city where the sirens never seem to sleep, nah Still the city pretty like a painted picture A beautiful mixture of young brothers and sisters Just trying to fix earth but going in fists first I wanna make it better so I’ll spit til my lips hurt Most times I’m reminiscing over better days When skies weren’t grey and there really wasn’t too much pain But after all maybe there was but my vision was fuzzed Now I’m using my senses to keep me from being senseless Although I feel like ignorance is catching up Can’t go a day without a siren or someone being nosy as what It’s seems too often people wanna know what’s up While somebody could be dying in the back of the truck It’s messed up, and now I’m plagued by the likeness of death With each step I know I’m coming closer to my last breath Against the grain, not the same, I don’t do it for bread I suppress the sirens that profess that my city’s a mess Yeah, yeah I’m from the city where the sirens never sleep, they never sleep I’m from the city where the sirens never seem to sleep, nah Yeah, yeah (Woah) I’m from the city where the sirens never sleep, they never sleep (Woah) I’m from the city where the sirens never seem to sleep, nah
9.
Sinking Now 03:34
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Is it me I hate? Is it you to blame? I notice you but know to you it’s all the same Most days I’m steady stuck inside my own brain Tried to search another’s but it always ends up the same Thought it was sane believing in the love that they claim I came unknowing but left knowing that it’s pain and it’s shame To be had inside this world that we all have created We aided the struggle that traded all the praise for complainin’ And in that moment of weakness, when I lie awake, sleepless Like Jesus the night before taking more stripes than Adidas Almost rock bottom was reachin’, it’s time to dig down the deepest Redefined the deophobic mind and create a new thesis Believe this, I’m soul searchin’ while I’m purging the curses They lurkin’ under the surface but now I walk with new purpose Like virgins, the purest, I’m the copper after the burning So let me close the curtains on all of the devils we flirt with I keep on thinking like 24/7 Even when I’m dreaming I’m thinking, I’m thinking Of how I can get myself back into Heaven I stopped believing in sinking I’m sinking now I wanna believe in all the things that you sayin’ Not that you playin’ with my heart in hopes of leaving it vacant Or waitin’ for something to change in your mind when I say that I’m patient but basically this is too complicated So I’ll go it alone like I’m an emo band And soon enough We Love You is what they will all be sayin’ I think that may’ve been the answer all along, if I’m wrong From now on you’ll find my heart inside of the song I carry on and fly away, word to Audubon You’ll find my truest self inside my lexicon I’ma keep on spitting til my voice no longer strong Ain’t no Kiersten Dunst up in it but know I’ma bring it on I keep on thinking like 24/7 Even when I’m dreaming I’m thinking, I’m thinking Of how I can get myself back into Heaven I stopped believing in sinking I’m sinking now
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In Conclusion 02:42
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I just wanted to end on a happy note, ya know? In conclusion, I’ve proved improvement And now I know my home is wherever the fuckin vocal booth is I came from rappin’ after school, some off the dome shit But now I’m on some smoke and plot at home alone shit And I just wanted to lay out how I feel and be real and be witty If you chose to hear the flows, thanks for sticking with me I know it’s gonna be a long climb to the top But it’s alright the ride is worth every stop, still saying fuck a cop Cream of the crop, dreamin to see ya jaw drop The little things can make you feel so unreal though you’re not on top And truth be told, I don’t care about records sold I care about people who caring for these stories told Giving a hand to hold, watching them grow and unfold Maybe to touch a soul, live on, and change the ways we know That’s just dreaming, but I can’t be a great without it I was taught the right path but I still saw a way around it (damn) There comes a moment we have to say goodbye So I won’t try to run and hide or try to slow down time But instead I’ll realize that I’ve been gifted with a mind And dive head first into the light, never trying to rewind Honestly, these days I don’t know who is fooling me This foolery has gone on long, it’s hangin’ on like jewelery Losers be confusing me, saying things so stupidly Passing me their scrutiny, I’m ‘bout to write a eulogy Fuck it, yo, I may never kick the bucket ‘Cause I got a taste of life and that shit was really scrumptious Living on the edge ‘cause in between is good for nothing Being a someone requires more than just fuckin’ Damn, I’m spittin’ bars like promises, honest shit Harvesting the garnishes but keep it nice like cardigans Constantly pondering this place, the ways I’ve parted with A broken heart is like the hardest shit I only need to believe truth, just something to cling to I hope this leads you to a new, improved free you I think this thing’s through so before I leave you Have a nice life if I never meet you There comes a moment we have to say goodbye So I won’t try to run and hide or try to slow down time But instead I’ll realize that I’ve been gifted with a mind And dive head first into the light, never trying to rewind

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Lower Times is the debut LP from Midwest rapper Eugene Tombs.

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released April 12, 2019

Written by Eugene Tombs
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Trae Roberts at Like Minded Co.
Produced by Eugene Tombs, except "Crooked Frames" produced by Kooleidoscope and "Heel Turn" produced by Dark Planet
Additional vocals on "Linger" provided by Thaddaeus McKee
Photography by Hybrid

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