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1.
Layers Thompson is this real Is it real Dunzo Donalds is it real It's real baby Wish that I could write raps with a calculator Dunzo feels emasculated Mild heart palpitator How many cigarette butts does it take To absorb an entire great lake I taste fakes Something's resonating in my consciousness Each and every Saturday Which is everyday, by the way BT Double, and there's really nothing left to say Who was put in charge of the large text book industry Everyone's conforming and the next look timidly It's okay to make mistakes I fumble with a note pad Handwriting's dope mad, been sitting on the rope dad And it's a really tight one I balance like the yin and yang The man of tao is absent I struggle just to have sense Dunzo is a cat's sin If a cat had a moral code I mean could you tell me 'cos I actually don't know Fragrance and aura are the same thing We bounce between people like a pinball machine Completely and totally intoxicated by my dreams and fantasies Could be a tragedy If it weren't the trajectory, there'd be nothing left to see Wowie, what a real bummer Lookin' bummy on a thug tree Walkin' to the water spigot Hopin' that there's just a little Who can satiate I practice radical honesty only with select group My mind is a marching band that only plays depressing tunes The band that plays the blues and various solos Shake it while you preach peace Show 'em what the high road looks like Shake it while you preach peace Show 'em what the high road looks like Shake it while you preach peace Show 'em what the high road looks like Shake it while you preach peace Show 'em what the high road looks like Shake it while you preach peace Show 'em what the high road looks like Shake it while you preach peace Show 'em what the high road looks like I'm asking questions Will they ever make a robot as stupid as a person I'm in church for the organ spasms and the stained glass Use it, music, to crack em You're stuck in the eye-brain vacuum Oh, to live for a frame Accelerate, accelerate Will Forest, it's Whimcity.cock Sayin' something fake is real The ground is all banana peels Animal in this plane, that's Whimcity Building things mingling to ding-a-ling Right versus left, fooled by Twix Market I'll do some shit that makes my dick gardening And barter with snakes Passive forces rule you Ying-Yang thang Yin Damn dang-a-ling It's all allowance, fallin' into it The ground is bananas, the ground is bananas Wasted flimsical forces Phallic spaceship trips to infinity Headass born mini-me's Austin Power, I got it Awesome, flowering, budding What's up, buddy Who wants to hear the Christmas crullaby From a fuller guy Hunger is not a thing All you gotta do is care And boom, you're there Felt like the weasel guy And I slid to a new lens Knowing that me's a lie Just a collision of true friends Yes, yes I've lived a good, long life, type beat I've lived a good, long life, type beat I've lived a gr- great It's all - It's been so fuckin' beautiful
2.
Yea, it's almost over It just started It's almost over Yours truly, in the flesh I'm not depressed I'm just holdin' it close to the chest Holding it close Such an immaculate feeling Getting back to the healing Got me laughing in the grass Thinkin' how I was reelin' Take a look at my life It look good right Wouldn't know how long I gave up on having a good night Nursing bruises bigger than if I shook dice with Suge Knight But i'm finally seein' shit in a Good Light If I had no qualms, what would it look like I'd wake up early read a book and then cook rice The light side of the force never left my sight Getting back on the horse, shits like riding a bike Letting go a the fear Getting hold a the gear Happy new year - the moment is here Yea all I ever wanted was to do my thing And there's no standin' still with the groove I bring It's all part of the game Ali Bomaye And there ain't a motherfucker that could ruin my day Spent a long time wrongly wondering what was wrong with me Guess I just wasn't hearing the song in me Made the mistake of not caring at all Trying to carry it all And only wearing my flaws But I got nothin to do now but groove out Get movin' so I can move on and move out Time to stop sittin' around waitin' on motivation Hold the key in the ignition get the motor shakin' The mighty will devour the weak And you knows that I gets my meats Eight days a the week Plus I stay grazing the wheat while i'm Paraphrasing pages from the waves of the sea Had a brush with the immaculate Was ready to pack it in Said what's hanninin' got back to the practicin' Mastered the track list in an accurate fashion and Who'da thought that it'd happen in Madison Contraban the Con-man Dunzo Donalds Layers Thompson In the flesh Not a ton to prove we use solidarity solutions Big movements, and we decide it's not a need for shootin' Violence in the street, please, that's not a push for peace We said prayers for the weak ceaselessly for eternities Wakefulness, working hand-in-hand for brighter days Born a fighter when the fight is over change the family phase Wish you luck if you on that false tip, get a grip Walking into life my entire being is a bridge That's why they steppin' on me like stairs Fuck fair, everybody and they momma common rare C'mon, we not goin' far without inclusion It's time to get a big booty boost out of confusion We do this, no need of Dali Lama or Confusious Eckart Tolle, holy Buddhist, no we don't have to prove shit At the end it's only two things: Practice what you preach and don't preach what you don't do bitch Remember rappin' on stage in a malaise Darkness falls then contrast relax in the sun rays Keep it loose, and now we share what we know Heal the root, givin' back somethin' whole so we grow Learned the hard way, now I don't sleep on humility Got the fans' hands clappin' so I know how they feelin' me Came a long way since Bass Out the Bassment Blessed with perspective and we makin' a statement Punctuate with an expertly placed exclamation Spittin' with friends, keen displaying our greatness We divin' deeper than they would off shore So much momentum that we givin' but they still want more, we go on Can't spare a second when we puttin' in work Dug deep in the Earth, 'til I earned my worth A penny for your thoughts, I drop dimes and nickels The complexity's enticing but the rhymes are simple
3.
Broken Shoes 02:59
Check check Yea yea Broken Shoes I know my feet wont fail me now Leather cracked, tread worn But they still get me around Laces crusty The colors turned from black to dusty gray But so long as my joints lubricate Then every day's my lucky day I know my actions have weight in a bold new way My intentions ripple out and multiply to a tsunami wave Together, we make more than I alone make Let the storm quake, observe the way my brittle bones shake Broken shoes, you've never seen a happy man dance Prioritize generosity why I gladly hand jams Put myself in another's shoes, half the world goes barefoot We got dirt toes and workflows Grimace with a scared look, I'm moving quick Champion helper with the strength of twelve Much work I don't dwell till my shirt's soaked and its smells Never had a lot and what I got I give away I sit alone and think of all the good I did today No I know things may not always go my way But I promise I'ma always give you me But I wanna let you know this evening, yea I wanna let you know That if you can just hold on, hold on And each time I think I really need to take a break I realize nobody for me if I stumble and I break So I must tell you everything to date Out loud and it ain't shit sweet Now it ain't Nilla Frosted Cake I never thought I'd reach the age of twenty-eight They say the good die young, I guess I'll pray we make the gate Opened to the truth and gave a fade to the fake So every morning I'm enthused to face the day Used tie, belt worn, shoes broken in I'd never be broke again if I had another phone-a-friend Been in the hot seat so long feels like my home den Used all my lifelines and I've been on my own since Self-worth millionaire can't afford to be tone deaf Is that your final answer Intuition in my bone dense I must say how it ain't easy, I admit it wasn't fair I's born, white skin, open glow and golden hair I write it if I feel it on a cymbal and a snare Wasn't paid for my verses and I didn't really care Cause I never had a lot and what I got I give away I sit alone and think of all the good I did today No I know things may not always go my way But I promise I'ma always give you me And I only have as much as what I've given to my fellow And it's same rule applied from grabbing Gerber's slurping Jell-O It's universal now, I'll teach if you not settled This open hearted message coming level broken shoes
4.
I sat awake Visualizing all my wants hopes dreams Its a youngin' on a come up Night fall to the sun up From the spring to the summer Getting drunk get dummer New group no drummer Alt hop fast runner Flow smooth grass butter All day show stunner Creepin' on a come up Night fall to the sun up From the spring to the summer Getting drunk get dummer New group no drummer Alt hop fast runner Flow smooth grass butter All day show stunner Creepin' on a come up Six piece mcnugget Big dreams blond mullet Weak punk make fun of Take flight like flutter Big light won't smother N' other words sucker There is no other No dad one mother Recess play flubber Whole life no lover Whole life no lover Son, knuckin' and buckin Up late shootin' buckets Wanna be one of But you are not my brother Third grade feelin like old man cruthers Not a hand to hold Shits creek no rudder Son of a motherfucker Who knows no mutter Other than the occasional sputter Its clear no clutter Another long day and it end slow Love life won't cut it but it bend tho Ten fo Best intentions bet i send those Let go Set the motion now i'm steppin' to the tempo Pianissimo You really not seeing my crescendo Got a poem book tuck tight inside the tench coat Tends towards the tense chords Not one to mince words Every friend can get the memorable memo Given a gift Imma aim to honor with steez Style istic intrinisic To the way these beings be Imma eva give my friends they permission to leave it ain't no competition i'm shittin' it's tuggin' ya sleeves Pissin' the breeze Slang wisdom is key Its the mission to free - minds Just listen to see I'mma meet you where you are If it's different degrees In this or the next moment We just pigeons to leave Its a youngin' on a come up Night fall to the sun up From the spring to the summer Getting drunk get dummer New group no drummer Alt hop fast runner Flow smooth grass butter All day show stunner Its a youngin' on a come up Night fall to the sun up From the spring to the summer Getting drunk get dummer New group no drummer Alt hop fast runner Flow smooth grass butter All day show stunner Creepin' on a come up Six piece mcnugget Big dreams blond mullet Weak punk make fun of Take flight like flutter Big light won't smother N' other words sucker There is no other
5.
The Dawning 04:43
I can't let go I can't Hope it's recording and the vocals not distorted I'm speaking my peace so I sort it And if they find this boring Don't mean it's not important Just wasn't for them I'm hype that you heard it I'm foreign I'm yawning since it goes on and on with them I Lift with my strong hand and help a man up Change of heart Can't say it's not rewarding Don't want respect less I've earned it I was born with it Drivin' 'round with no destination My vehicle is Kanye Late Registration This is how I stave temptation Aimless There's no way off the plantation Her advice to me was: Stay in ya lane son She didn't give a shit, but I gave one So I sent her on her way now I'm waiting I know I'm not a pitstop When you empty like the station Now I'm writin' verses on a junk mail envelope Wonder if my higher self could see me with a telescope Bet the grass is greener when you sellin' dope You could see 'em explode when you tell 'em - nope Belt around my neck like a symbol They wanna see me break but I didn't even bend though I just dropped leaves I'm deciduous You overly litigious and not open to our differences Simple approach but the execution: intricate Helter Skellington Helipad it's incredibly intimate Indicative of the method how I'm silly with my seriousness No template and no need for belligerence But competence? Bitch has no semblance Dedication crumbling a fresh crop of cannabis Tears dry though I've walked lives out the Animus I'm drivin' South on Forty Five assessing the damages Hope for a greener green that's a tad presumptuous Got the zoot bag tucked so I'm feelin' quite voluptuous You don't know me, or life or how it functions Revenge is a dish served scrumdiddlyumptuous Forgiveness press each of your Brightly blinking buttons This bitch got her ass cheeks open call it hustling Get wet over a check signed Illuminatus Busters I'm over/out transmission shotty When the gust hits Fuck shit Know no role but the victim School team line up Nobody picked him Shirts, skins and the skin shifters I stay gold tell 'em everybody's different My style never change same song Sonny Rollins He made a mil wit a bald head Phil Collins I can feel it in the air tonight Though everyday I'm hearing sirens I don't entertain the violence I heard you got pneumonia off the variant Been weary but my ink spills very fresh The Great Teacher told me do my best Evangelical with the verses; dancin' to my death You'll never see it you could prove me right Shine bright even with a third eye made of calcite Now it's Back to the Mil with a meal Jacked with a loot pack packed to the gills And you bet I count stacks like a paid shill Great chill though I never been sleep like DayQuil Do unto your fellow man Now I'm sellin' mixtapes with no proper licenses Competing with my ghost See which one hits the nicest mix Rollin' through 262 feelin' feisty Think about my past life: Hoop on Sixty Ninth Street I said that last line quite nicely So I'm thinking 'bout my future and How motherfucking bright it be Bright enough to decolor the swoops on your Nike I think about my twin flame The moment when our eyes meet Got it from the Super Self Psyche Blessed is the buddha who could take theyself lightly Ever since back when the hair gelled spikey I'd reflect on what is not yet but one day might be Knowin' one day maybe I could end up here One day later I'mma be smoke in the atmosphere I can't let go The vocals not distorted I'm speaking my peace so I sort it And if they find this boring Don't mean it's not important Just wasn't for them I'm hype that you heard it I'm foreign I'm yawning since it goes on and on with them I Lift with my strong hand and help a man up Change of heart Can't say it's not rewarding Don't want respect less I've earned it I was born with it It's the Dawning I can't I can't let go I can't let go
6.
Grateful 02:01
They say write about your troubles I say I never seen 'em I mean we all go thru it But I never missed the meaning. So now I'm beaming But you couldn't believe him Take the shit with seasons Day by Day I keep on seizin' 'em I walk with Sananda and I also hold the heat Load the beat up and Put the jam on Repeat People freak me out 'cos they Have never seen God's face My neighbor goes before me I put 'em in their place No this life is not a race Isn't it Amazing Grace we could slow it down and celebrate Instead we'd like to drink and fight and be irate How can you not be thankful when you sit'n in front a dinner plate Look to the horizon and I barely see the sunshine It's a good day if I find one line before lunch time It's always painful and it's worth it Got a gift and I give it in earnest I'm extremely tired you could hear it in my voice They annoyed 'cos I always make the choice Doing Good Works is the only way to go I've seen it from a mountain top So you should think I'd know All the world's a stage This the ending of the show November's come again So now I'm waitin' for the snow Are you sure of the intentions of your goal Lift your fellow man- that's everybody's role You may get dizzy running 'round the maypole Stand tall in Aquarius, the prophecy is age old It's not really something you can be late for So you can't not be Grateful
7.
See you when you get there Each one comin' with a different point of view You could teach it how you live it what you say and what you do Hold the line steady pray the truth not gettin' skewed And my heart weighs heavy if the message gettin' through From my soul speak, effort light up like a spark When the will is not enough are you okay with who you are With the purpose with the value we still stumble in the dark Give it courage no perfection in this art I gotta say it's not the same without you here with me I'd always say I'd go and live life fearlessly The tears deep this memory is not how it appears to be Imagine you're still here it's like you're here with me I gotta say it's not the same since you left Every moment I've been weary but I still take the step I've been grateful of the time that we spent Together we have plunged the depths I'm not here to clean the mess I just meet my high potential, do my best with no regret Dream weaving while these other rappers rest I'm Rodney Dangerfield, I don't get no respect It's been a long time comin' and you won't soon forget I'm focus on forgiveness but I haven't found it yet I share with you my worth and still I've never seen a check So now I'm feelin' anxious and I'm 'bout to hop in bed Yeah I got fans but they look at me like I'm dead They drunk and off the molly so they don't know what I said And even if they heard me bet they don't know what I meant I'm tellin' em they lazy and they prolly owe me rent So hop inside my mind and you can finally find me flex They think they know my steelo but don't really know what's next Hell I suppose it's anybody's guess He on a hero's journey but it seems to have no quests I'll do a podcast and never have a guest Involuntary celibate I'm never havin' sex I rock with Jesus and I'm all about my bread I sit with Mother Mary 'cos she saw me when I wept Awfully tense but I could prolly say I'm blessed I'm always on defensive like it's full court press I miss the bench since I could really use a rest And then I breathe it out my chest 'cos there ain't no such thing as death I love hip hop, I know she loves me back Cos I still get goosebumps when I write the perfect rap I wrote the simulation while these other rappers slept And they can't do it like I do it so they copy me instead And I encourage it I tell 'em go ahead I'm a hard knock's graduate don't do it for the cred I got a message I'm just hopin' that it spread Why I'm on Creative Commons, you can profit off my trend I'm not stupid I'm not here without my friends They all stopped going so I'm waitin' on my win They talk shit and it gets spoken in the wind I speak it in the open I don't do this for pretend I wrote you a letter but I'm never pressin' send It's never really perfect so I'll save it for the end Meet with me in astral, we workin' on a blend And if this make you smile then don't ever say you're grim If you salty son then take it up with Him By showin' generosity I'm sure not to offend Fuckin' hip hop I did this on a whim It's no sinkin' you're just swimmin' then you swim Just keep swimming I'mma swim until it's fin If you get it and ca' hold it while you really get it in If you get it while you living while you get a little grin Get a different set of vision and you'll never get a end See you when you get there
8.
Aye.. B C D too I'm an unemployed guy coming here Coming here doing what a guy does Who doesn't do stuff You know what I'm saying But get it straight, I'm not a stupid kid 'Cause I made broth and I put it in the fridge And Jah blesses the jobless Who make a pancake and then the omelettes I'm kinda overly accomplished Spending the rest of the day on some kinda piff Pontificating this strange long trip Of which I've only seen a little blip, which Shit I should return to the surface But I've come so accustomed to my bum near the furnace And this high lasts longer than the fire in my ass And pondering, is it really such a blast Such a bliss a blessed blast The embers are logical, feed us the fire the chronic calls, I'll let you singe more chode if you tell me which wardrobe They proceeded to tornado, showing the error in my fables I poured my liquor out onto the table, I made a slip and slide The Fibonacci sequence said do not be sheepish I'm tripping like I got a chip inside, but I'm not tweakin' I retreated to my head And still run it like a beacon, respecting what's known But with all that gunk in my dome I went and built the funkiest throne You should've seen the thing It looked up like a little bunch of beads in a ring Funky as shit get it straight Funkiest throne you every fuckin' saw I'm rappin' rappin' rappin' rappin' Coming in from the top rope I don't got jokes And my brain brain move a little slow From the pot smoke And I do a little better when I jot notes Less of a smart hunk more of a hot dope Making every attempt to be conscious While I eat an ice cream bowl full a nonsense I'm kinda overly accomplished Spent the whole day asleep now I'm up til the dawn hits And when I write I be feeling' like Ernest And I'm just be earnest Ermergerd I'm a gernius Finding out what the journey is I'm a journalist Reemerged from immersion now I'm hurling shit Talking excrement I'm the president I'm the ceo A robotic neurotic like 3P0 No mechanical parts I'm a man of the heart But what if we were standin' a banana apart I'm super stupid but still do numbers like I was a computer Yours truly steady chewin' a smoothie Large facts last night was a movie Primate mindstate when I stare at the booty Mr. Employability I bet she would do me Lightin' up my middle name like my first name was Scooby We doin tai chi Eatin lychee Dang she spicy Wonder do dey like me Very likely Feelin feisty? They call me Mikey but you can call me nightly Well I won't call you every night I'll call ya once in a while Just to say what's up See what's good Yes Chum glass you may cop a false espresso Chewed in the mouth pouty plot twist presto Sitting legs crossed with a new set legos Myriad mind with the fine toothed fresh comb One spliff two spliff forgot my last name Foregone conclusion was written in vain Bubble under surface collections out to rain Digital textiles marksmanship insane Lolly poppin', swag on John Stockton It's really no stopping when I'm Locked in like a locksmith Suit of iron, you need to let it breathe Got the keys to the kingdom With neck on freeze Funky cleopatra with a fat spatula Back since rat pack it's rap's Dracula Bit the toothpick, swearin' I'm loose lipped True shit ya two bit, wear it if the shoe fits New job who this I'm lyin' a lot Siren stop timin' to jot It's mind on rot Chicken tenders of splendor But what's the sauce, boss? Please for me a salad, tossed ballad long lost Maybe that's just my rambunctious function At the luncheon with a little somethin' something I'm a scrumptious youngster With the bowl in the back pack Take that light that Keep it rollin and pass that You holdin' lemme have that I wanna get stoned Me and cannabis like a dog to a bone Like butter to a biscuit My business is how I hit this how I manage mischief Hmm. how I manage mischief How does he do that? How does he do that? How'd he manage that mischief? How'd he do it? I can't believe it I'm so surprised I can't believe it Somethin' new somethin' fresh Somethin' wicked somethin' wild Somethin' surprising
9.
Aye yo microphone I know you got a verse on this C'mon you want a turn You got a verse microphone Spit that shit If it's other way around and I'm the one rappin' to you I'd highlight your best qualities and areas you could improve Yes I've seen you wave through the greys and the moody blues And I'll remind ya: God loves everyone And that includes you If I was in your shoes I'm not certain I'd know what to do too I might abuse an uncouth tooth to accrue new views too Let loose in the booth Until I'd broken every last so called rule Bring the unknown to light Entice ya mind like glittering jewels Don't think they jittering ghouls As much as we blithering fools I tell em be open to change Like misery moves without many balloons When I was growin' up it wasn't enough to be tough Fuck the fluff Now I'm on the floor doing push ups til I'm buff Plus self defense tactics But its not much of one to threaten slugs But it couldn't touch the love within Not meaning it comes from up above All them jewelry you've collected And all them wealth that you've accrued Sifting thru news on a dinner for two Sippin' brews til u skewed Cue how it feels to be the dude that continues this ruse Phew don't think you too couldn't afford a change of view If it's the other way around, and I'm the one rapping to you Sit down and inhale for a few Zoom exhale thru the tune I've heard you exalt empty prayers to the moon Giving rise to a movement that's much bigger than just you I'd need to give you what you not knew And had never known Your verses have always existed You've given shape and they've grown Growth is on the other side of what's shown Just cuz you haven't flowered Don't mean you don't got roots below You may want more but look at what you've helped to build Have utmost honor and respect for the temple of your skills Your intentions follow closely with the will Fill your cup And share it wisely you won't spill Ignorance is death Just cuz you don't know it all don't mean you don't know some Ignorance is myth so don't trip if at first you get it wrong Almost home All is mind in individuated units Beam auric light spheric magnetic field-like cubits Truth is how it gets u vibing with the Schumann Not-so super human You too could be a writer like Mumen Seein' if this get u movin' Something soothing for this evening Love at first sight Baby seeing is believing I'm the best version of myself for myself like Eman Beamin' truth is it ain't any other reason My long friend know how I hold you in esteem And I'm aware of how much for you this music means How much that I've seen know I'm gon be here when you need Though I'm just your microphone I'm glad u have me on your team So don't let your exports get distorted Get your waifu broken hearted Gift never meant to be hoarded Verse in the bin to be sorted No matter how much you've given Find a response still guarded And when who really gave the most Went only mostly regarded A minimal target No open disputes just cars and parking My artistry harkening to the arc At the part it starts sparkling But other than you? Layers It's Donalds like Duck, Howard, or Darkwing

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