day 80,625 - rob rico ft. beiwatch & epicLLOYD
"Day 80,625"
written and performed by rob rico, beiwatch, and epicLLOYD
mixed, mastered & executive produced by Chris Mcmasters & rob rico @ zoom studios
beat produced by @prodbysyndrome
Listen to it on Spotify here:
https://open.spotify.com/track/3ysT11...
it's finally here! The long awaited "Day 80,625" is FINALLY HERE and boy was this a longtime coming! This is the first official track I've executive produced and was lucky enough to do it with some of my closest friends. We're finally at the tail-end of this pandemic and things are finally getting brighter and fun times are in the horizon. Just felt like this was the best time to put this track out. This one's real special to me because it encapsulates A LOT of feelings of dread and uncertainty that I think a lot of us were feeling for awhile during this crazy ride. Serious props to Syndrome for this AWESOME freaking beat, my good friend BeiWatch from "Pass The Mic"(coming back SOON!) and of course the dope, @EpicLLOYD .
As always, hope you're safe and well wherever you be!
luv, peas & shicken greece,
-rob
lyrics:
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you're gonna wanna tune in for this one- let's go.
(rico)
SO it’s Day 80,625 now around the year Qx.Q749
I’ve found ways to survive confined in these close quarters of mine
Combined with the efforts of time you’d find that I’m doing damn fine!
Nothing matters! Clawed my way atop of these cadavers
cut thru cuticles, clavicles- I think that cutie’s jawline is shattered!?
Arms are battered, blood’s splattered on Smart & Finals floor!
For a moment I slip to a simpler time, before a creak comes from the door!(ooh ooh!)
So I dash to my weaponized Four-door Dodge Caravan named, “Vanity”.
To strategize and devise a careful exit plan…
When GAWT DAM I GOT STABBED in my right hand man!
By a ruthless surface right! And reversed into a flaming gas can!
Flames are spreading! Vanity says, “This is our curtain call!”
I curl into a ball -got my lips on the last sips of my Lysol.
Now me thinks another drinks is what I need to have our problem solved
Or is this a bad trip??
Our these Tide Pods wearing off??
SO it’s Day 80,625 now around the year Qx.Q749
I’ve found ways to survive confined in these close quarters of mine
Combined with the efforts of time you’d find that I’m doing damn fine!
banging
(LLOYD)
yo Rico what are you doing here, man?
the sun went down like 3 hours ago.. get in here!
I never had no problems sleeping at night
until these monsters started feedin' on us after sunlight
rippin' through us tearin' anyone who put up a fight
nobody knows where they came from or what brought 'em to life
it only took this nightmare to learn that life aint fair
I was there, the day the cupboards all ran bare
when every man in this hell turned every man for his self
every man for his shelves, every man for his shells
and I got to "buk buks" with this 2-pump
my shotgun goes blood and guts on folks I don't trust
Aaron turned zombie so I shot him in the head
don't test, I smoked Colin for a half a loaf of gluten free bread
and as the days gone by i watch my face grow wide
watching planes fly by, painting flames in the sky
and the saints all hide in their faces in fright
turn their eyes from the terror that walks in the night
I think it's day 80,645, i forgot to count
I'm just trying to stay alive
I think it's day 80,645
i remember days we'd worry about rhymes
(lloyd: what are you doing? get in here, your crazy)
(beiwatch: lord rico! beiwatch, reporting for duty!)
(BEIWATCH)
Beiwatch!
Rise up!
Battle galactica as big brother is after ya
cruising space as they laugh at ya
cuz of the rates that their taxing ya
funds drain like dracula without a thing coming back to ya
it's a task with a mask and a flask but know the action is backin ya
I'm a modern day villian, with an "S" on my chest
but don't forget that I'm here for the killin'!
blood spillin, can someone call the clean up team
is this real life or a dream?
who gives a f--k it's a scheme
i got the fox devil on one shoulder to teach me to hate
with a donkey on the other letting everyone skate
as i plan my escape this soldiers sealing my fate
retired zombie burned out on a pension of hate
so what am I really saying? should i slowdown, repeat it?
as you're force fed remains man you love it, you eat it
you feel like you in the oven, they call that shit getting heated
lloyd, rico, and beiwatch.. we run undefeated
so let me test my resolve, revolve, problem solved
you got a one way ticket to "Oz"
not even a medic with gauze can fix the gift we've been given
demise is hidden, like a bald-headed Jeremy Piven
(Rico)
SO it’s Day 80,625 now around the year Qx.Q749
I’ve found ways to survive confined in these close quarters of mine
Combined with the efforts of time you’d find that I’m doing damn fine!