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Empty EP

by Matt Dyer

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1.
Head Is Hung 04:10
(Verse) If nothing’s gonna change no matter how fuckin’ hard I try Then why am I still livin’ here instead of in the sky? Cuz I Don’t have the time or patience to be dealin’ with the bullshit any longer Every question I ask, the answers I get couldn’t be any wronger Enough of the fact-checkin’, it’s time to color my fuckin’ world These water paints ain’t enough to even provide a basic swirl So I’m aimin’ for pro pastels with amateur brushes A canvas that’s rugged, a lot of others would say fuck it But I prop myself up with the easel Art imitating life, role reversal, seemingly inconceivable Forced into a dreamland where nothing is believable Being honest, when the cloud fades, I’ll be leaving if it’s real As I strive with all my surefootedness when I need to heel A couple scrapes and Band-Aids later, the pain I need to feel Like there’s blood inside pumpin’, assured that I’m still alive Either way I’m all alone, part of no pack, herd, or pride (Chorus) As for now Nothin’s changed I’ll go this route Succumb to pain Because when it’s all said and done My back is broken and my head is hung As for currently It stays the same It’s me that’s hurtin’ me Numb in my brain Because when it’s all said and done My back is broken and my head is hung (Verse) How much further can I be pushed before it’s a bridge too far? One that I can’t cross, these tribulations are a smidge too hard The ink I’ve signed my soul away with is smudgin’ from the oil In my fingers as I try and hold on in this fashion while I toil Tirelessly until exhaustion, I’ve been searchin’ high and low For any fuckin’ clue as to when it’s gonna be my time to go This shit’s gettin’ to me quicker than a Jimmy John’s delivery Uncertainty is fillin’ me as I ponder these simple mysteries This life ain’t shit to me, another puzzle with a missin’ piece I’ve felt despair before but it was never to this degree My presence in the present mostly feels like history Relivin’ new experiences and never reelin’ in victory Like my line snapped, and if this fish is too big for me It’s somethin’ I won’t accept, I’m too persistently Chasin’ down these goals like a rabid dog lungin’ at bumpers I’ll be dead in the road this summer, body cast aside, sunburnt (Chorus) As for now Nothin’s changed I’ll go this route Succumb to pain Because when it’s all said and done My back is broken and my head is hung As for currently It stays the same It’s me that’s hurtin’ me Numb in my brain Because when it’s all said and done My back is broken and my head is hung (Verse) I’m tryin’ to force this spark like my ass was constipated I knew this path was dark with no lamps to light the wayward Wanderings I’ve undertaken, I know I’m diggin’ my grave in Quicksand, I’m used to sinkin’, it’s fitting my coffin’s made in The same situations because I know I’m gonna die as I lived Alone and unhappy, after somethin’ simple the world never gives Even when I pay the price in-full at multiple checkouts with receipts As proof of purchase but the store still won’t let me leave So what the fuck, I know it isn’t in my nature to constantly battle With myself when inside my mind’s a motherfuckin' castle I ain’t even been dethroned because I never had the seat But I’ll rule my fuckin’ kingdom even if I’m stabbed and bleed On the red carpet that misleads and misdirects the wisest So how is it that early on in life, I’m stupid and realize this? Perhaps the lessons I’ve learnt are ones that I can’t apply A wasted education, fuck this shit, good-bye (Chorus) As for now Nothin’s changed I’ll go this route Succumb to pain Because when it’s all said and done My back is broken and my head is hung As for currently It stays the same It’s me that’s hurtin’ me Numb in my brain Because when it’s all said and done My back is broken and my head is hung
2.
Bitches 03:37
(Verse) Shame me once or twice, slut, you won’t play me no more What? I’m the bad guy cuz the games are draining, you whore? It’s off and on then off again, it happens so fuckin’ often It’s no wonder that I wander aimless, thoughts I’m lost in Tryin’ to figure out the paradox between what you say And your actions, cuz in a way, what you try and convey As a solid stance with one makes the other malleable I just need a fuckin’ answer that’s concise and infallible And if you can’t cook one up, get the fuck out the kitchen It’s where you belong, you’re a woman, so quit your bitchin’ Am I wrong for makin’ the shift from tender to misogynist? Put yourself in my shoes instead of the trend of a lobbyist You like me, you love me, we’re just friends, then you hate me When I didn’t do shit to you, yet you try and berate me And make me out to look the asshole when you’re the brown eye And you have the fuckin’ nerve to ask me “What’s with the frown line?” (Chorus) Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all fought one Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all lost one Stupid fuckin’ bitches That can pull at our heartstrings Take forever to arrive, only a second departing Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all dated one Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all hated one Stupid fuckin’ bitches That can tear out our heartstrings And throw it against the wall with all the dangling arteries Stupid fuckin’ bitches (Verse) I won’t lie, I’d fuck you again, but my heart’s so numb I’d be lucky to get it up to hump much less hardly come Still think of you, but only when shit’s goin’ awful Life’s a bitch and you’re one too, both throwin’ obstacles Dealin’ with either fuckin’ borders close to impossible With no book in stock to tell me friendly or hostile So the environment I’m stuck in is for my comeuppance Of course this pile of shit has left me a curmudgeon I’ll beat you with the rusty butt of a bludgeon For makin’ my imagination see you as the one that I’m lovin’ When the reality is I’m seein’ someone when we’re huggin’ That isn’t you, the simple truth is that I’ve always been buggin’ And every time we fucked, I only thought about smotherin’ You with a pillow but I’d forget it by the time I was nuttin’ After all the deception, fuck no, I ain’t trustin’ You with shit again, bitch, just gonna get treated like nothin’ (Chorus) Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all fought one Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all lost one Stupid fuckin’ bitches That can pull at our heartstrings Take forever to arrive, only a second departing Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all dated one Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all hated one Stupid fuckin’ bitches That can tear out our heartstrings And throw it against the wall with all the dangling arteries Stupid fuckin’ bitches (Interlude) *Phone rings* *Voicemail plays* Hey uh, It’s Matt, I was just callin’ to see what’s up with you. Um, call me back later. One. *Phone hangs up* (Verse) You hit me when I was down, I have a vengeance to kick sluts Didn’t know I’d go through this much to get my dick sucked I coulda smoked meth and it wouldn’t have left me this fucked On the rink with no mask, check it, life likes to lift pucks Stuck with egg on my face, I didn’t eat you out on the rag But you leavin’ had me boxed in, was bein’ chased by the plaid Wonderin’ when UPS or FedEx is comin’ by for the shipment Of bullshit lows that got me resortin’ to gettin’ high for the difference Been swimmin’, Captain Backfire doesn’t know where the ship went Used to sinkin’ by now, the engine cranked with no pistons Cuz I’m sicka hittin’ my head and wishin’ you dead, I’m a victim Of your retarded fuckin’ reasonin’ but I’m not free from the prison Shit, you’re the only exception I’d make for a woman needs hittin’ In the fuckin’ face until the jaw snaps, fisted or with mittens God dammit, you fuckin’ cunt, just thinkin’ pissed has my vision Blurred red at the edges in a rage bad enough to shiv kittens (Chorus) Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all fought one Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all lost one Stupid fuckin’ bitches That can pull at our heartstrings Take forever to arrive, only a second departing Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all dated one Stupid fuckin’ bitches We’ve all hated one Stupid fuckin’ bitches That can tear out our heartstrings And throw it against the wall with all the dangling arteries Stupid fuckin’ bitches
3.
(Verse) You broke my heart and left me, how could I forgive you? Who the fuck knows, I was an idiot and I was into you So the time and energy I spent was an investment wasted And in the end it went from tenderness to so much hatred You led me on and treated me like I was expendable While I sat alone and lied to myself and tried to pretend it was real Fuckin’ bitch, there’s no more perfect phrase I think I could use You robbed me and there’s nothin’ left within for me to ever lose I ain’t jaded, I ain’t guarded, just scared and fuckin’ nervous Cuz my heart is the largest right now but it could all be worthless If I meet someone like you again, you said you cared and you’d pretend But in the end, you went back to him, fuckin’ bitch, no glue could mend At least I thought, I spent 7 months pacin’ while you were on his cock Then the second I thought I had you back, you just went and threw me off For another once more, I made a decision, I could spend months or I could get the fuck over you and it was hard, but I managed, you stupid cunt, whore (Verse) With you, I’ll admit it wasn’t nearly as serious, shit I heard you were a slut and I was thinkin’ with my dick But my heart got the better of me and look where I done landed Back on Heartbreak Island but for you, I was never stranded I learned from the past and this time, knew how to make a raft Got over you fast, no more rebounds, no more in it for ass And I thought it was a clean break, but then I kept hearin’ shit You still liked me, you made mistakes, to me you disappeared, you bitch! Apparently there’s one thing in common, I’m the one that got away But I’ve never fuckin’ left a one! You didn’t have the guts to stay! And I didn’t have the nuts to say “I’m the best you’ve ever known” Because I might be good but God damn, my ego ain’t that blown If I needed any more coals to add to the fire I’m feedin’ You sayin’ the same shit as the last bitch, déjà vu, it keeps repeatin’ For the same motherfuckin’ reasons even if I did shit different What’s to say that your dumb hoochie ass still wouldn’t be dippin’ (Verse) Took a step back for a minute and thought about what I was doin’ I need to quit bein’ a dipshit and find someone worthwhile pursuin’ But I’ve struck out enough, so why the fuck would I go up to bat again I’m nice, I care, I give a fuck! In comparison, everyone’s the badder man Of course I’m bitter, ho! Fuck, at this point, it’s expected of me And now I got trust issues from these sluts, I know they’ll never love me Put the dullest blade to my skin, best believe that shit’ll cut deep Old and weathered, tattered, torn, dejected, lost, and sick of suffering
4.
(Verse) Just a kid playin’ outside, watchin’ parades of fireflies On dim-lit summer nights, roller blades, Italian Ice Action figures, LEGO sets, good grades, a valid life Pedalin’ around the neighborhood on balanced bikes Carefree and free of care, that’s when talent strikes Flyin’ through the air, to feel the talons slice Lifted up, evaporated innocence, now you give a fuck More responsibilities and less time given just to live it up From the age of 5 to 9 are the best times of your existence I mean mine were as a minor, for you, it could be different But in this instance, let’s pretend the feeling is agreed upon That the book’s always been the same, we used to read it wrong Or that’s what we’ve been taught since kindergarten on That life is work, the same reversed, ever since we was fawns But then the subliminal message of money done sunk in Years after Halloween became less about new costumes and pumpkins (Chorus) If I could go back to the times where Life was simple I’d do it in an instant When my biggest worries were Parents and the principle And it didn’t matter if you fit in When the edges of the world Seemed so distant When money wasn’t an issue It didn’t matter about dividends Why can’t it be like that all the time? What kind of world are we livin’ in? What kind of world are we livin’ in? (Verse) When tree forts and trampolines were the shit and reigned supreme When after school your group would split into tag and hide and seek teams When cops and robbers was with cap guns instead of the nightly news When New Balance and K-Mart brand were cooler than the Nike shoes When you didn’t want to fuck someone, you found ’em funny and liked ’em, cute When cliques were nonexistent and the whole class was a tight-knit group When wakin’ up early on a Saturday morning was what made sense When trading Pokemon cards durin’ lunch was equivalent to payin’ rent When the world was much larger than what it turns out to be When hangin’ out was about playin’ GoldenEye all around the TV I mean we still do that nowadays, but back then, without weed Why couldn’t we have stopped development once we learned how to count and to read? When driving wasn’t even cool to us, we were content with ridin’ the school bus Before acne was ever a problem, noones’ faces fuckin’ oozed pus When the cartoons were actually good, when the toys were still fun When hours of entertainment didn’t mean drinkin’ alcohol from 8 to 1 (Chorus) If I could go back to the times where Life was simple I’d do it in an instant When my biggest worries were Parents and the principle And it didn’t matter if you fit in When the edges of the world Seemed so distant When money wasn’t an issue It didn’t matter about dividends Why can’t it be like that all the time? What kind of world are we livin’ in? What kind of world are we livin’ in? (Verse) From the playground to the park, to bein’ home before it’s dark Where 20 minutes was the extent of pain brought on by broken hearts When you proudly showed your scars and let forth every thought A paradox of ignorant and well-aware to the formulation of clots When the only time you felt frantic and panicked was from dodge ball When the batteries on your Game Boy died mid-use meant you lost it all When your friends weren’t 40 miles away, just across the hall Or down the block, when each one of your moms would always call When homework was 5 math problems instead of 5-page essays It doesn’t feel that long ago, sometimes it seems it was just yesterday Where the world was at your fingertips and yet so far out of reach I guess shit ain’t changed in that respect, not for me, at least Noone said growin’ up was easy, but what they all failed to mention Was that adulthood fuckin’ sucks, it’ll always pale in comparison And you’ll look back on it fondly when you’re frail and your hair is thin Sittin’ in the easy chair, wonderin’ how quickly the years have went (Chorus) If I could go back to the times where Life was simple I’d do it in an instant When my biggest worries were Parents and the principle And it didn’t matter if you fit in When the edges of the world Seemed so distant When money wasn’t an issue It didn’t matter about dividends Why can’t it be like that all the time? What kind of world are we livin’ in? What kind of world are we livin’ in? If I could go back to the times where Life was simple I’d do it in an instant When my biggest worries were Parents and the principle And it didn’t matter if you fit in When the edges of the world Seemed so distant When money wasn’t an issue It didn’t matter about dividends Why can’t it be like that all the time? What kind of world are we livin’ in? What kind of world are we livin’ in?
5.
Left Behind 02:19
(Verse) It ain’t what I aimed for, but what I’ve grown accustomed Everyone pulls ahead, I get a thin dustin’ Watchin’ the train leave when I should be conductin’ Every cloud’s a middle finger, even the Lord said “Fuck him” Goin’ down this lonely road, this life is semi-truckin’ Couldn’t have foretold the traffic that I’d be stuck in Tried stickin’ to the plan but I didn’t have the suction Slidin’ down the window, never feelin’ troublesome Only troubled though, the lowliest of humbled souls A scattered seed far away from the fields comfort grows Been roamin’ the Lost Woods where my compass goes Haywire, so many trees, I was in search of a clump, a grove A pile of shit in my hand, thought I had a bunch of gold Musta been swapped out when I was drunk and unfunction-oal Wouldn’t be the first time that I’ve crumbled goals Whenever I’m marchin’ forward, I may as well run from those (Chorus) Move on, I’ll be fine Trust me I’m used to being left behind Move on, I’ll be fine Trust me I’m used to being left behind Move on, I’ll be fine Trust me I’m used to being left behind Move on, I’ll be fine Trust me I’m used to being left behind (Verse) Been waitin’ for a minute, catchin’ up, I’m hitch-hikin’ Sittin’ in the bed of the rusty pickup I’m ridin’ in Watchin’ clouds roll while I can’t gain any traction So I let the wind blow, it’s a fatal attraction Tryin’ to play the role in situations where imaginin’ Isn’t the kind of action that’s considerably passin’ As sociable, didn’t know it’s this noticeable Focus on the words, not just listen for the vocals Never was the best or the brightest enrolled in school No shit, I’m a bad breed, half-Polish, half-yokel The world’s passin’ me, may as well just rap local Prince and the pauper, fuck it, I can’t act noble The two things I uphold, hip-hop and chivalry Are dead to the world and it feels like they’re killin’ me Missin’ bein’ out of this prison, breathin’ and feelin’ free The shit I used to have is what instills this will in me

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'Empty EP' is a short collective of songs written and recorded between January 28, 2011 - March 4, 2011. Originally intended as a small side-project before resuming work on the 'Corruption LP', 'Empty' has blossomed into a project that stands on its own two feet and has spawned a lead-in trilogy to 'Corruption'.

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released March 8, 2011

Instrumentals Produced by: Telling Beatzz, Evelution Beats, Scrilla Productions, Tyrannical Productions, & E-Motion-L Beats

Written, Performed, Recorded and Produced by: M. Dyer

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Matt Dyer Algonquin, Illinois

Hip-hops' most unknown perfectionist/procrastinator.

Bringing back the essence of the 90's one line at a time, keeping the content 100%.

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