Maybe from his own personal aspirations of being in the spotlight but I guarantee he is still writing songs for big names. Although I don’t know for a solid fact, he did write a bunch of Mac Millers songs and a few others, I can’t imagine he’s not doing the same now for other artists. Dudes an underground legend.
Honestly, this is one of the most complete Hip Hop tracks ever. Storytelling, boasting, honesty, vulnerability, rhyme schemes, metaphors, similes, wordplay. This one track encompasses everything that makes up a good lyricist in rap.
"I wrote my poems so I could stay in my zone Thinking: Why go to church if I feel God in my home? Maybe, I write because I'm feeling odd in my bones And when I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those" .. Gaaaawd dayuuumm
haha... no need to over analyze now, how long have you’ve been listening to jw?... because if you’ve been listening since myspace days & the 404 forums then what he’s saying should make more sense trust me this guy is not an “egocentric narcissist” not even the slightest Sassy The Sasquatch
Sassy The Sasquatch True, he does always go on about how he's better than everyone else and yes it is annoying, but the beats are still great and the flow is smooth
An amazing lyricist that's not only unique in that he's a husky bearded white dude, but also that he talks about a lot of things other than sex and shit, such a nice break from that kind of stuff. This guy's a real dude.
Yeah because Rhymesayers hasn't existed in some form since the 80's and literally been everything this guy has done in a slightly more punk format not really to you, but to everyone acting like lyracists died, like what you forget about aes, atmosphere, eyedea, el-p, cage, etc,.? fuck shag and wild bill was a dope collab from what 2013?
1996 It was raining, drops were cutting through the mist I'm in the kitchen like a good kid Hot chocolate Draw booklets for profit Grandad had some quarters for my project Ever since I had an artist audience I swear'd to god that I would body shit Life is too short for modesty I was tellin myself upon that balcony My legs went through the bars steady swinging til the splinters came Im aiming for the top Whenever im dropping mom even the mockups are hot This shit is better than friendship They never understand when i begin shit I walk the lower field until the bell hits the wind Its clicking like these groups of little kids when they get it in But i don't need to play pretend when i play to win Word to Benjamins Word to everything, these words are everything Or maybe words are just my only thing [Verse 2] 2006 Dilla died and I was living off his gift I just heard Donuts at the Borders on the corner in La Habra I was over all these people tryna tell me my aspirations were goners I wrote my poem so I could stay in my zone Thinking, why go to church if I feel God in my home? Maybe, I write because i feel the art in my bones When I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those It's 2010 I got some shows and I'm finally making friends Im on the cusp of something big and i can feel it Everything has been building up to this moment i can steal it Im just a aphid in the crib speaking major Lip service paid for Showed the whole city what this Wayniac is great for Word to the Kev machine Word to everything, these words are everything Or maybe words are just my only thing 2016 I spent the last 2 years fucking up big dreams You never know what you want until you get it The future ain't set sometimes its the little things winning over these checks I had the chance to sell out and I told them bout how words are everything Much bigger than gold clouds If I'm a shell of a man my words are empty Ringing through the halls of my bones for near a century Don't lecture me I see that selling soul get better things And maybe its just fear thats keeping me from better scenes But im here, one piece An uncle and a beast When they hit play they know that Imma feast so rest in peace [Verse 4] Married to the game but its complicated I know just how it works if I was smart I'd get hella cake Like if I throw a hook up on this beat it'd get hella plays If I just said yes to all these fools I'd get hella paid If only I could keep my mouth shut, no enemies But I don't see the point in knowing truth and not set it free I can't both express myself then play the game If you just can't handle what I say then don't say my name Keep it out your mouth like a foot Rappers babble like a young adult book Look, my trifocal looks could kill some dumb occult crooks Burn a skull, cook If I come out retirement I got em all shook Let me shake em then Paperless, stirring up emotions with my paper pen If you getting this for free what you pay for then? Word to friends and them Word to everything But when I die, I know my words will be my only thing
Appearances deceive, and much. I entered the video thinking that, because of its appearance, it would be a rock cover. I love Hip Hop, and I love that there are artists who represent it as well as Jonwayne. It has left me speechless, a clear example that appearances deceive. Once again, it is shown that good Hip Hop is represented and backed by a good message and a good handwriting, without having to follow the Hip Hop fashion canons. I repeat, a lot of respect to artists like him. PEACE
Monroe X congratulations ... Let us pray...dear little clandestine chemist baby Jesus, let the chemistry be sound the substance strong n the effect's be intense, face melting, mind blowing, overwhelming, reality dissolving. Balls to the Mother F**ki|\| wall; whitenuckle ride that personifies the traditional experience of a good ol acid trip.. "when the doors of perception are cleansed, reality appears as it is.. infinite. " "Aldous Huxley" The Doors Of Perception... 😆😲🤔👌〰👈👉〰👌
Question reality¿? question authority!! qeustion reality¿? question authority!! trust n you, cuz All there is the birds n the bees, flowers n trees n hu mans be ing.n thats it...!!. all the rest is just mindfuck bullshit make believe. we created to complicate shit out of boredom...seriously . its all bullshit, all of it. fucking made up bullshit.. someone at some point just fucking made up.. be ur own authority make up ur own bullshit cuz its all same..ur guess is just as good as anyone else's..
Verse 1] 1996- It was raining, drops were cutting through the mist I'm in the kitchen like a good kid: Hot chocolate Drawing booklets for profit Grandad had some quarters for my project Ever since I had an honest audience I swore to God that I would body shit Life is too short for modesty I was telling myself, upon that balcony My legs went through the bars steady swinging 'til the splinters came Im aiming for the top Whenever I'm dropping, mom even the mockups are hot This shit is better than friendship; They never understand when I begin shit I walk the lower field until the bell hits the wind It's clicking like these groups of little kids when they get it in But I don't need to play pretend when I play to win Word to Benjamins Word to everything, these words are everything Or maybe words are just my only thing (Alright, that was it) [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] 2006- Dilla died and I was living off his gift I just heard Donuts at the Borders on the corner in La Habra I was over all these people tryna tell me my aspirations were goners I wrote my poems so I could stay in my zone Thinking: Why go to church if I feel God in my home? Maybe, I write because I'm feeling odd in my bones And when I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those It's 2010- I got some shows and I'm finally making friends I'm on the cusp of something big and I can feel it Everything has been building up to this moment-I can steal it I'm just a aphid in the crib speaking major Lip service paid for Showed the whole city what this Wayniac is great for Word to the Kev machine Word to everything, these words are everything Or maybe words are just my only thing. Verse 3] 2016- I spent the last 2 years fucking up big dreams You never know what you want until you get it The future ain't set sometimes it's the little things winning over these checks I had the chance to sell out and I told them 'bout How words are everything, much bigger than gold clouds If I'm a shell of a man my words are empty Ringing through the halls of my bones for near a century Don't lecture me I see that selling soul get better things And maybe its just fear that's keeping me from better scenes But I'm here, one piece An uncle and a beast When they hit play they know that 'imma feast so rest in peace [Verse 4] Married to the game, but it's complicated I know just how it works; if I was smart I'd get hella cake Like if I throw a hook upon this beat it'd get hella plays If I just said yes to all these fools I'd get hella paid If only I could keep my mouth shut, no enemies But I don't see the point in knowing truth and not set it free I can't both express myself, then play the game If you just can't handle what I say, then don't say my name Keep it out your mouth like a foot Rappers babble like a young adult book Look, my trifocal looks could kill some dumb occult crooks Burn a skull, cook If I come out retirement, I got em all shook Let me shake em then Paperless, stirring up emotions with my paper pen If you getting this for free, what you pay for then? Word to friends and them Word to everything But when I die, I know my words will be my only thing
Somehow landed on the name Jonwayne, heard black magic and let autoplay handle everything else. 25 songs in, while cleaning my office, I took a glance and saw it was a white husky Gandalf spit.. was not dissapointed.
your reward is not loosing your dignity, it`s a dirty game and hella hard to keep your integrity! Spit out these demons and be proud of who you are Jon!!! Peace Mind Soul
Should have been signed by Rhymesayers. Knows what he’s doing, he said fuck the major labels to even the underground. He knows what he’s doing. Thanks Jon. Be here for us. Life is a game and he’s playing it.
Just so you know, Jonwayne, Almost|Raymond, this video is brilliant! It's extremely symbolic (incidental or not), and the music is dope! Also thanks Dibia$e for producing and Daddy Kev for mixing and mastering!
Lyrics: 1996 It was raining, drops were cutting through the mist I'm in the kitchen like a good kid: Hot chocolate Drawing booklets for profit Grandad had some quarters for my project Ever since I had an honest audience I swore to God that I would body shit Life is too short for modesty I was telling myself, upon that balcony My legs went through the bars steady swinging 'til the splinters came Im aiming for the top Whenever I'm dropping, mom even the mockups are hot This shit is better than friendship; They never understand when I begin shit I walk the lower field until the bell hits the wind It's clicking like these groups of little kids when they get it in But I don't need to play pretend when I play to win Word to Benjamins Word to everything, these words are everything Or maybe words are just my only thing 2006 Dilla died and I was living off his gift I just heard Donuts at the Borders on the corner in La Habra I was over all these people tryna tell me my aspirations were goners I wrote my poems so I could stay in my zone Thinking: Why go to church if I feel God in my home? Maybe, I write because I'm feeling odd in my bones And when I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those It's 2010 I got some shows and I'm finally making friends I'm on the cusp of something big and I can feel it Everything has been building up to this moment-I can steal it I'm just a aphid in the crib speaking major Lip service paid for Showed the whole city what this Wayniac is great for Word to the Kev machine Word to everything, these words are everything Or maybe words are just my only thing 2016 I spent the last 2 years fucking up big dreams You never know what you want until you get it The future ain't set sometimes it's the little things winning over these checks I had the chance to sell out and I told them 'bout How words are everything, much bigger than gold clouds If I'm a shell of a man my words are empty Ringing through the halls of my bones for near a century Don't lecture me I see that selling soul get better things And maybe its just fear that's keeping me from better scenes But i'm here, one piece An uncle and a beast When they hit play they know that 'imma feast so rest in peace Married to the game, but it's complicated I know just how it works; if I was smart I'd get hella cake Like if I throw a hook upon this beat it'd get hella plays If I just said yes to all these fools I'd get hella paid If only I could keep my mouth shut: no enemies But I don't see the point in knowing truth and not set it free I can't both express myself then play the game If you just can't handle what I say then don't say my name Keep it out your mouth like a foot Rappers babble like a young adult book Look, my trifocal looks could kill some dumb occult crooks Burn a skull, cook If I come out retirement, I got em all shook Let me shake em then Paperless, stirring up emotions with my paper pen If you getting this for free what you pay for then? Word to friends and them Word to everything But when I die, I know my words will be my only thing
[Verse 1] 1996- It was raining, drops were cutting through the mist I'm in the kitchen like a good kid: Hot chocolate Drawing booklets for profit Grandad had some quarters for my project Ever since I had an honest audience I swore to God that I would body shit Life is too short for modesty I was telling myself, upon that balcony My legs went through the bars steady swinging 'til the splinters came Im aiming for the top Whenever I'm dropping, mom even the mockups are hot This shit is better than friendship; They never understand when I begin shit I walk the lower field until the bell hits the wind It's clicking like these groups of little kids when they get it in But I don't need to play pretend when I play to win Word to Benjamins Word to everything, these words are everything Or maybe words are just my only thing (Alright, that was it) [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] 2006- Dilla died and I was living off his gift I just heard Donuts at the Borders on the corner in La Habra I was over all these people tryna tell me my aspirations were goners I wrote my poems so I could stay in my zone Thinking: Why go to church if I feel God in my home? Maybe, I write because I'm feeling odd in my bones And when I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those It's 2010- I got some shows and I'm finally making friends I'm on the cusp of something big and I can feel it Everything has been building up to this moment-I can steal it I'm just a aphid in the crib speaking major Lip service paid for Showed the whole city what this Wayniac is great for Word to the Kev machine Word to everything, these words are everything Or maybe words are just my only thing [Verse 3] 2016- I spent the last 2 years fucking up big dreams You never know what you want until you get it The future ain't set sometimes it's the little things winning over these checks I had the chance to sell out and I told them 'bout How words are everything, much bigger than gold clouds If I'm a shell of a man my words are empty Ringing through the halls of my bones for near a century Don't lecture me I see that selling soul get better things And maybe its just fear that's keeping me from better scenes But I'm here, one piece An uncle and a beast When they hit play they know that 'imma feast so rest in peace [Verse 4] Married to the game, but it's complicated I know just how it works; if I was smart I'd get hella cake Like if I throw a hook upon this beat it'd get hella plays If I just said yes to all these fools I'd get hella paid If only I could keep my mouth shut, no enemies But I don't see the point in knowing truth and not set it free I can't both express myself, then play the game If you just can't handle what I say, then don't say my name Keep it out your mouth like a foot Rappers babble like a young adult book Look, my trifocal looks could kill some dumb occult crooks Burn a skull, cook If I come out retirement, I got em all shook Let me shake em then Paperless, stirring up emotions with my paper pen If you getting this for free, what you pay for then? Word to friends and them Word to everything But when I die, I know my words will be my only thing
What happened to him? Is he still making new music? I went through a phase from 2017-2018 where i was into him heavy and havent really checked in on him since. He still sounds good to me which is a good sign
Used to rock my kid to sleep to this song, she will be 7 in March...Still listening today!
I would like to see Jonwayne do an npr tiny desk concert.
fr
Indeed
he retired, yo
we're gonna need a bigger desk..
Maybe from his own personal aspirations of being in the spotlight but I guarantee he is still writing songs for big names. Although I don’t know for a solid fact, he did write a bunch of Mac Millers songs and a few others, I can’t imagine he’s not doing the same now for other artists. Dudes an underground legend.
Who else needs Rap Album Three? We're starving over here!
💯 💯💯💯💯💯
I am such a huge fan of this dude after listening to a few of his songs that I want a new album ASAP! 🔥🔥
You can't rush art mane. Let it come when it comes.
@@brye-bread But its been 4 years plus Hahahaha
Hope he's doing alright. I have done no research. Don't wanna be disappointed. Huge fan for many years
The best placed cowbell on any beat god damn.
I was thinking the same thing
Damn, when you pointed it out it became so much better
a1 axel yes
that and also the weird phone sound on the 4th beat. these two move this song
Needs more cowbell
I am a 63 year old woman, you are my favorite rapper, you are a genius of sound and lyric, never give up you have a skill
2ND THAT 58 & LOVE HIP HOP
Pretty suss ngl
@@leamneithon9531 Nah, Yung Grammar be pullin those cuties👏
No 64 year old german woman would ever listen to rap lol
@@misanthrope5063who asked that tho
This song effortlessly gives off past, present, and future hip-hop vibes
Honestly, this is one of the most complete Hip Hop tracks ever. Storytelling, boasting, honesty, vulnerability, rhyme schemes, metaphors, similes, wordplay. This one track encompasses everything that makes up a good lyricist in rap.
@@Tullekunstner Agreed
Innit
time and boundless ❤️
well said! yes, it does.
"2006---Dilla died and I was living off his gift"
Gives me chills every time. Bless you, Jonwayne.
"I wrote my poems so I could stay in my zone
Thinking: Why go to church if I feel God in my home?
Maybe, I write because I'm feeling odd in my bones
And when I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those" .. Gaaaawd dayuuumm
Think he means exorcize this demon refering to bones and demons being red so redbone+exorcizing =banging a lesbian?
@@mrkrckvc4635 how the hell did you get there from here??? Lol
@@mrkrckvc4635 hahahha amazing
production is crazy
My man Dibia$E did this beat.
+EBAR the Artist (EBAR) Shoutout Dibia$e. this joint is crazy
Woah, crazy. If I had to guess I'd say it was a Jonwayne beat.
Do you know the name of the instrumental ? Can i find it on youtube ?
Grög Vicious nah DB gave it to him in person
this is what an mc should be about, this lyrics comes from the soul and it feels like knowing him a little just by listening to his music.
Truth!!!💯💯
ONG
jonwayne the only dude in hip hop that can get away with rockin a dressing gown and moses getaway boots
moses getaway boots.
jonwayne does it better
Yipsnake you were the one who replied to my comment... no pissing contest, it was a light hearted joke.. moron
Now you two mention it Verb T, Jonwayne would be a mad collab
@@pnoplyr14 moses getaway boots. omg...
In my opinion this guy is so unnrated and needs more attention bc this poetry that hes spittin aint no joke...
Dear Jonwayne. Please make another album. I'm waiting... - Hip Hop
2006.... Dilla died and I was living off his gift
Ceebee que favorite line
Same.
Was? More like still.
R.I.P. dilla
2010... got some shows and im finally makin' friends.
Finally getting the recognition he deserves
Joseph Harding pfffff when you’re good, you’re good... fuck recognition haha...
sarcasm Sassy The Sasquatch
haha... no need to over analyze now, how long have you’ve been listening to jw?... because if you’ve been listening since myspace days & the 404 forums then what he’s saying should make more sense
trust me this guy is not an “egocentric narcissist” not even the slightest Sassy The Sasquatch
Sassy The Sasquatch True, he does always go on about how he's better than everyone else and yes it is annoying, but the beats are still great and the flow is smooth
This comes not even close to what he deserves.
i was intensely anticipating this album, and...he just...brought it.
he fucking brought it.
williehopscotch amen
MF Doom and JonWayne should do a track together
Genius
Bravo!....Byson Rap
Check out cassette 3. Jonwayne rhymes over mf doom rhinestone cowboy beat.
Yo wtf is wrong with you? ALWAYS REMEMBER ALL CAPS WHEN YOU SPELL THE MANS NAME.
But yeah, that collab would be crazy smooth
@@nononononoyeahgood Put Your Quarter Up says otherwise, Aesop Rock, Slug, and DOOM. He is still tight with El-P.
Dibia$e really put that cowbell on there
Hahahahahahahahaha
more cowbell
its ill
cAn Never have too mush cowBELL.
And helped make a killer track with it. Diaba$e and jonwayne make an amazing duo.
Its almost like you can feel the writer become a poet, big props to this guy. This is what hiphop needs.
Jonwayne's new album is a classic. I can't stop playing it. It's so refreshing hearing a real lyrcist & a dope beat 🔥🔥🔥
Jayson Watts
Oui, sans "Autotune" & des boîtes à rythmes entendus partout, sans des arrangements à la truelle.
Literally no rapper says that. I've heard nigga often though.
An amazing lyricist that's not only unique in that he's a husky bearded white dude, but also that he talks about a lot of things other than sex and shit, such a nice break from that kind of stuff. This guy's a real dude.
Yeah because Rhymesayers hasn't existed in some form since the 80's and literally been everything this guy has done in a slightly more punk format
not really to you, but to everyone acting like lyracists died, like what you forget about aes, atmosphere, eyedea, el-p, cage, etc,.? fuck shag and wild bill was a dope collab from what 2013?
A classic? Who knows. TPAB is.
'2006 Dilla died and I was living off his gift' Straight Fiyah!!!!
I thank GOD for putting you here, bro. I love you. You've just rekindled my flame.😢
For those that don't know, Jon has a youtube channel where he makes beats. It's awesome!
Name ?
@@LeWinSXGPL jon makes beats
Dude looks like he'd call you out in a WoW raid for your DPS not being high enough
He'd probably write a whole verse about it.
I dunno why but this made me laugh too hard. Almost exactly what I thought
Then lyrically assasinate the whole server
Haha made my day good old memories... Getting kicked cause your dps is tp low although you are a holy priest with the missleading name shadowpriest 🤣
NeckBeard Level 1000
Best Song Ever...Aside from passing fancies and the rest of a phenomenal catalog that people have been sleeping on for too long.
Jonwayne, february 2018, still standing strong! Best lyrical poet in the scene. Keep it real
We will be there for your gig in Paris on March 1st!
Hope to see u back live on Le Mellotron
Il était fou ce concert à la Bellevilloise!
Oh meeeeeeeerde j'ai raté ça
one of the best DJ sets!
Comment était la performance?
ਜ ਹੱਡ ਦਬਾੳ ਦਹਦ
The album is so god damn amazing!
soundcloud.com/kingkushkingkush/guzy-aka-king-kush-mask-off-future-remix
Im sold
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I come back to this song every single week. This might be one of the best songs to exist.
FETJ
the amazing atheist goes hard in this vid
trent lmao
trent hahah
trent nice lol
Where's the banana?
G man's not beating that 😂😂
1996
It was raining, drops were cutting through the mist
I'm in the kitchen like a good kid
Hot chocolate
Draw booklets for profit
Grandad had some quarters for my project
Ever since I had an artist audience I swear'd to god that I would body shit
Life is too short for modesty
I was tellin myself upon that balcony
My legs went through the bars steady swinging til the splinters came
Im aiming for the top
Whenever im dropping mom even the mockups are hot
This shit is better than friendship
They never understand when i begin shit
I walk the lower field until the bell hits the wind
Its clicking like these groups of little kids when they get it in
But i don't need to play pretend when i play to win
Word to Benjamins
Word to everything, these words are everything
Or maybe words are just my only thing
[Verse 2]
2006
Dilla died and I was living off his gift
I just heard Donuts at the Borders on the corner in La Habra I was over all these people tryna tell me my aspirations were goners
I wrote my poem so I could stay in my zone
Thinking, why go to church if I feel God in my home?
Maybe, I write because i feel the art in my bones
When I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those
It's 2010
I got some shows and I'm finally making friends
Im on the cusp of something big and i can feel it
Everything has been building up to this moment i can steal it
Im just a aphid in the crib speaking major
Lip service paid for
Showed the whole city what this Wayniac is great for
Word to the Kev machine
Word to everything, these words are everything
Or maybe words are just my only thing
2016
I spent the last 2 years fucking up big dreams
You never know what you want until you get it
The future ain't set sometimes its the little things winning over these checks
I had the chance to sell out and I told them bout how words are everything
Much bigger than gold clouds
If I'm a shell of a man my words are empty
Ringing through the halls of my bones for near a century
Don't lecture me
I see that selling soul get better things
And maybe its just fear thats keeping me from better scenes
But im here, one piece
An uncle and a beast
When they hit play they know that Imma feast so rest in peace
[Verse 4]
Married to the game but its complicated
I know just how it works if I was smart I'd get hella cake
Like if I throw a hook up on this beat it'd get hella plays
If I just said yes to all these fools I'd get hella paid
If only I could keep my mouth shut, no enemies
But I don't see the point in knowing truth and not set it free
I can't both express myself then play the game
If you just can't handle what I say then don't say my name
Keep it out your mouth like a foot
Rappers babble like a young adult book
Look, my trifocal looks could kill some dumb occult crooks
Burn a skull, cook
If I come out retirement I got em all shook
Let me shake em then
Paperless, stirring up emotions with my paper pen
If you getting this for free what you pay for then?
Word to friends and them
Word to everything
But when I die, I know my words will be my only thing
Ye everybody can C/P from Genius
no shit....
Orenfly //
You should write it on the application "Musixmatch"!
I still always pause while reading the lyrics bc u forgot to put verse 3 were it says 2016
People are rich... You try to do something nice, and people are throwing shade... Thanks for posting the lyrics brotha. It's much appreciated by some.
Debia$e being iconic on this track! God bless him!
I wish I could get hip to all these dope artist when they first hop in the scene instead of many years later.
This man is an underrated artist at the least, with nothing but potential and golden art
He's got potential to be a GOAT. He's THAT goddamn good. It's a shame he hasn't been active recently. Hope we get some more from him.
An artist's artist.. When I need inspiration to remember why I do what I do.. Cause it's all that matters at the end
This is the definition of underrated
Arthur Morgan I see you every were fam keep listening to good music
@@timleslie8310 word up
Appearances deceive, and much. I entered the video thinking that, because of its appearance, it would be a rock cover. I love Hip Hop, and I love that there are artists who represent it as well as Jonwayne. It has left me speechless, a clear example that appearances deceive. Once again, it is shown that good Hip Hop is represented and backed by a good message and a good handwriting, without having to follow the Hip Hop fashion canons. I repeat, a lot of respect to artists like him.
PEACE
I'm tripping balls on LSD right now for the first time and let me just say this. This has to be the best that youtube has ever recommended me.
Monroe X enjoy the trip
Monroe X
congratulations ...
Let us pray...dear little clandestine chemist baby Jesus, let the chemistry be sound the substance strong n the effect's be intense, face melting, mind blowing, overwhelming, reality dissolving. Balls to the Mother F**ki|\| wall; whitenuckle ride that personifies the traditional experience of a good ol acid trip..
"when the doors of perception are cleansed, reality appears as it is.. infinite. "
"Aldous Huxley"
The Doors Of Perception...
😆😲🤔👌〰👈👉〰👌
Monroe X
Question reality¿? question authority!! qeustion reality¿? question authority!! trust n you, cuz
All there is the birds n the bees, flowers n trees n hu mans be ing.n thats it...!!. all the rest is just mindfuck bullshit make believe. we created to complicate shit out of boredom...seriously . its all bullshit, all of it. fucking made up bullshit.. someone at some point just fucking made up.. be ur own authority make up ur own bullshit cuz its all same..ur guess is just as good as anyone else's..
Best UA-cam recommended
I could relate
Duke got skill... Respect.
Need Rap Album three ASAP.
Verse 1]
1996-
It was raining, drops were cutting through the mist
I'm in the kitchen like a good kid:
Hot chocolate
Drawing booklets for profit
Grandad had some quarters for my project
Ever since I had an honest audience I swore to God that I would body shit
Life is too short for modesty
I was telling myself, upon that balcony
My legs went through the bars steady swinging 'til the splinters came
Im aiming for the top
Whenever I'm dropping, mom even the mockups are hot
This shit is better than friendship;
They never understand when I begin shit
I walk the lower field until the bell hits the wind
It's clicking like these groups of little kids when they get it in
But I don't need to play pretend when I play to win
Word to Benjamins
Word to everything, these words are everything
Or maybe words are just my only thing
(Alright, that was it)
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
2006-
Dilla died and I was living off his gift
I just heard Donuts at the Borders on the corner in La Habra I was over all these people tryna tell me my aspirations were goners
I wrote my poems so I could stay in my zone
Thinking: Why go to church if I feel God in my home?
Maybe, I write because I'm feeling odd in my bones
And when I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those
It's 2010-
I got some shows and I'm finally making friends
I'm on the cusp of something big and I can feel it
Everything has been building up to this moment-I can steal it
I'm just a aphid in the crib speaking major
Lip service paid for
Showed the whole city what this Wayniac is great for
Word to the Kev machine
Word to everything, these words are everything
Or maybe words are just my only thing.
Verse 3]
2016-
I spent the last 2 years fucking up big dreams
You never know what you want until you get it
The future ain't set sometimes it's the little things winning over these checks
I had the chance to sell out and I told them 'bout
How words are everything, much bigger than gold clouds
If I'm a shell of a man my words are empty
Ringing through the halls of my bones for near a century
Don't lecture me
I see that selling soul get better things
And maybe its just fear that's keeping me from better scenes
But I'm here, one piece
An uncle and a beast
When they hit play they know that 'imma feast so rest in peace
[Verse 4]
Married to the game, but it's complicated
I know just how it works; if I was smart I'd get hella cake
Like if I throw a hook upon this beat it'd get hella plays
If I just said yes to all these fools I'd get hella paid
If only I could keep my mouth shut, no enemies
But I don't see the point in knowing truth and not set it free
I can't both express myself, then play the game
If you just can't handle what I say, then don't say my name
Keep it out your mouth like a foot
Rappers babble like a young adult book
Look, my trifocal looks could kill some dumb occult crooks
Burn a skull, cook
If I come out retirement, I got em all shook
Let me shake em then
Paperless, stirring up emotions with my paper pen
If you getting this for free, what you pay for then?
Word to friends and them
Word to everything
But when I die, I know my words will be my only thing
Somehow landed on the name Jonwayne, heard black magic and let autoplay handle everything else. 25 songs in, while cleaning my office, I took a glance and saw it was a white husky Gandalf spit.. was not dissapointed.
Why go to church if I feel god at my home... pff this track is a gem!
Im on the same path...standing alone...determine to win
That last verse was so deep, it popped every cherry in the world.
He says a lot of real shit in this.
I miss your music so fucking much man. I hope that fire continues to burn one day. You're an amazing artist
Jonwayne and Dibiase keeping it real like always, gotta love it.
Omg this song has aged so fricking well. I almost feel like I just found a new song all over again. I hope all is well Jon! All the best.
Going through the same feeling tonight. Cheers!
Right here with ya’ll let’s keep my dude alive
the "beep". so good
IMA FEAST SO REST IN PEACE, dude come back, you was killing it
Man, I can't believe I'm just now finding about Jonwayne!!!
“Authors is the label thought you’d know that by now”, hope they paid him cuz the man a savior.
Sending love from South Africa. This is...... proper genius
I love the moment you hear an artist for the first time and you instantly know it's fire. Can't wait to dig into his catalog.
How have I been sleeping on this dude???? I'm still nodding my head, and the song has been over for about a minute now.
Absolute masterpiece.
Still rocking this banger and it's almost 2020.
still rocking this banger and it's almost 2021
This man bears his soul in everything that he writes.. A true legend.
First I've heard of this guy. Made my day.
I love this dude so much not only for his rap skills, but also for rocking his own style and his authenticity
this record is golden bro, i still listen to this everytime im feelin like i need to do something with my life
JonWayne is my new favourite rapper.
Grandad had some quarters from my project dam i swear this man either has some lyrical flow or hes just a fucking legend in of himself
Saw him live in Portland, ME in 2017. Exactly like his album depicts, the man is a tortured & beautifully talented soul.
Fuck man you killed this album. Beats and rhymes are both crazy
How am I only hearing about this track now, tragic.
"2006.. Dilla died and I was living of his gift" ... Homage 👍🔥
Shazaamed this song on the radio, this dude is crazy good was not expecting this at all.
but words cant describe this man damn
Need this tune to think, thanks brother.
JONWAYNE IS EVERYTHING
this mAKES MEh happy
goosebumps everytime i listen to it its crazy
I didn't know wizards could rap until now
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Dude been dropping heat for years and I just found him. Better late than never
“Dilla died and I was living off his gift” fuck felt
Jon is a boss , this is why i love
hip hop, once in a while i discover something fresh and original .. this is dope 4 real
I am addicted to keep comming back here...
has been on repeat for weeks
This shit is cool beyond measure. Much love, all my friends i introduced to jonwanye effin love it.
Kudos from germany!
One of the few songs left where i still can recognize my self, thank you so much man this Song makes my Heart and soul beat
Se passou 5 anos, e esse som continua incrivel.
6 bro learn enligh and counting
@@RealJuiceWrld "enligh"
Salve
A Real Poet... stay true to yourself Man!!! Much Respect from Switzerland
your reward is not loosing your dignity, it`s a dirty game and hella hard to keep your integrity! Spit out these demons and be proud of who you are Jon!!! Peace Mind Soul
When a rapper exposes the industry nonchalantly
Should have been signed by Rhymesayers. Knows what he’s doing, he said fuck the major labels to even the underground. He knows what he’s doing. Thanks Jon. Be here for us. Life is a game and he’s playing it.
Nothing still comes close. Fucking timeless fr.
Just so you know, Jonwayne, Almost|Raymond, this video is brilliant! It's extremely symbolic (incidental or not), and the music is dope! Also thanks Dibia$e for producing and Daddy Kev for mixing and mastering!
Lyrics:
1996
It was raining, drops were cutting through the mist
I'm in the kitchen like a good kid:
Hot chocolate
Drawing booklets for profit
Grandad had some quarters for my project
Ever since I had an honest audience I swore to God that I would body shit
Life is too short for modesty
I was telling myself, upon that balcony
My legs went through the bars steady swinging 'til the splinters came
Im aiming for the top
Whenever I'm dropping, mom even the mockups are hot
This shit is better than friendship;
They never understand when I begin shit
I walk the lower field until the bell hits the wind
It's clicking like these groups of little kids when they get it in
But I don't need to play pretend when I play to win
Word to Benjamins
Word to everything, these words are everything
Or maybe words are just my only thing
2006
Dilla died and I was living off his gift
I just heard Donuts at the Borders on the corner in La Habra I was over all these people tryna tell me my aspirations were goners
I wrote my poems so I could stay in my zone
Thinking: Why go to church if I feel God in my home?
Maybe, I write because I'm feeling odd in my bones
And when I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those
It's 2010
I got some shows and I'm finally making friends
I'm on the cusp of something big and I can feel it
Everything has been building up to this moment-I can steal it
I'm just a aphid in the crib speaking major
Lip service paid for
Showed the whole city what this Wayniac is great for
Word to the Kev machine
Word to everything, these words are everything
Or maybe words are just my only thing
2016
I spent the last 2 years fucking up big dreams
You never know what you want until you get it
The future ain't set sometimes it's the little things winning over these checks
I had the chance to sell out and I told them 'bout
How words are everything, much bigger than gold clouds
If I'm a shell of a man my words are empty
Ringing through the halls of my bones for near a century
Don't lecture me
I see that selling soul get better things
And maybe its just fear that's keeping me from better scenes
But i'm here, one piece
An uncle and a beast
When they hit play they know that 'imma feast so rest in peace
Married to the game, but it's complicated
I know just how it works; if I was smart I'd get hella cake
Like if I throw a hook upon this beat it'd get hella plays
If I just said yes to all these fools I'd get hella paid
If only I could keep my mouth shut: no enemies
But I don't see the point in knowing truth and not set it free
I can't both express myself then play the game
If you just can't handle what I say then don't say my name
Keep it out your mouth like a foot
Rappers babble like a young adult book
Look, my trifocal looks could kill some dumb occult crooks
Burn a skull, cook
If I come out retirement, I got em all shook
Let me shake em then
Paperless, stirring up emotions with my paper pen
If you getting this for free what you pay for then?
Word to friends and them
Word to everything
But when I die, I know my words will be my only thing
Beautiful hip hop, hope he keeps doing his thing. This is the best thing I’ve seen in a long time ty jonwayne
His voice reminds me of Brother Ali, man true hiphop still lives. Thanks!!
[Verse 1]
1996-
It was raining, drops were cutting through the mist
I'm in the kitchen like a good kid:
Hot chocolate
Drawing booklets for profit
Grandad had some quarters for my project
Ever since I had an honest audience I swore to God that I would body shit
Life is too short for modesty
I was telling myself, upon that balcony
My legs went through the bars steady swinging 'til the splinters came
Im aiming for the top
Whenever I'm dropping, mom even the mockups are hot
This shit is better than friendship;
They never understand when I begin shit
I walk the lower field until the bell hits the wind
It's clicking like these groups of little kids when they get it in
But I don't need to play pretend when I play to win
Word to Benjamins
Word to everything, these words are everything
Or maybe words are just my only thing
(Alright, that was it)
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
2006-
Dilla died and I was living off his gift
I just heard Donuts at the Borders on the corner in La Habra I was over all these people tryna tell me my aspirations were goners
I wrote my poems so I could stay in my zone
Thinking: Why go to church if I feel God in my home?
Maybe, I write because I'm feeling odd in my bones
And when I exorcise this demon I'm not thinking of those
It's 2010-
I got some shows and I'm finally making friends
I'm on the cusp of something big and I can feel it
Everything has been building up to this moment-I can steal it
I'm just a aphid in the crib speaking major
Lip service paid for
Showed the whole city what this Wayniac is great for
Word to the Kev machine
Word to everything, these words are everything
Or maybe words are just my only thing
[Verse 3]
2016-
I spent the last 2 years fucking up big dreams
You never know what you want until you get it
The future ain't set sometimes it's the little things winning over these checks
I had the chance to sell out and I told them 'bout
How words are everything, much bigger than gold clouds
If I'm a shell of a man my words are empty
Ringing through the halls of my bones for near a century
Don't lecture me
I see that selling soul get better things
And maybe its just fear that's keeping me from better scenes
But I'm here, one piece
An uncle and a beast
When they hit play they know that 'imma feast so rest in peace
[Verse 4]
Married to the game, but it's complicated
I know just how it works; if I was smart I'd get hella cake
Like if I throw a hook upon this beat it'd get hella plays
If I just said yes to all these fools I'd get hella paid
If only I could keep my mouth shut, no enemies
But I don't see the point in knowing truth and not set it free
I can't both express myself, then play the game
If you just can't handle what I say, then don't say my name
Keep it out your mouth like a foot
Rappers babble like a young adult book
Look, my trifocal looks could kill some dumb occult crooks
Burn a skull, cook
If I come out retirement, I got em all shook
Let me shake em then
Paperless, stirring up emotions with my paper pen
If you getting this for free, what you pay for then?
Word to friends and them
Word to everything
But when I die, I know my words will be my only thing
THANNNNNKS YOU I LOVE YOU
666
This song is deeper than what people think I swear.
Word.
Everything is everything.
What happened to him? Is he still making new music? I went through a phase from 2017-2018 where i was into him heavy and havent really checked in on him since. He still sounds good to me which is a good sign
I think he was emotionally messed up after Mac Miller died, they were friends
@@LowTempDabr well they had a song together, and Jon tweeted "ever since Mac died I haven't been able to write anything"
I think he will become one of the all time greats. He just gives me the vibes when I hear it
A MASTERPIECE !!!
"I'm an uncle and a beast." Hell fucking right Jonwayne
are we going to act like :45 didnt just happen??? came right back to his hand!
I need more art like dis!
I watch this video everyday