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Kintsugi

by K1NG ELJAY & INKLINE

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[Verse] Welcome back to another chapter / Penned by a tired rapper / that's sick of the book he's in / Frustrated by blatant obstacles / placed in his way to win / So now he's known to plow through the protests / like he was racist in Charlottesville / But even still, this might be the first time you paid attention / ‘cause of fresh bars that I produced within city limits / On rooftops that you might've seen in your IG mentions / With an Atari backpack, who said I had fashion sense? / But the lyrics was hittin' different, something like this one when the / instruments get to blaring and samples they get to kicking / and ballpoint get to clicking and ELJAY get to spitting / and Inkline gets to sendin’ these beats like I won’t kill them / with writtens so intricate that you gauge significance / by the way I'm whippin' sentences to do my biddin' / quicker than officers can say that they were fearful and let off clips / Camera captured it all, but probation that's it.../ Violence gettin too wild, girls are going missin' / but college football is on, so ain't nobody say sh** / Benny in my headphones, they writin’ brick on they brick / No kinda relation outside of ambition / Life ain't really improving and I refuse to lay here / ‘Cause every plug need an outlet and now it starts to make sense / ...Don’t really care what it takes / That glass ceiling ‘bout to break, I'm irritated with patience... / I been thinking a lot, thinking I'm not / ‘bout to lose, I’m coming through for that spot- wait...
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[Verse 1] I been thinking a lot, thinking I'm not ‘bout to lose / I'm coming through for the spot, I think it's evident that / I ain't tryna connect the dots, better get the picture / Or get etch-a-sketched off the block / I think you trippin' if you / Can't see that I'm different than you / you think you need to prove you // Dope with all the things that you do and I'll be honest / I think that I used to think that too / until I peeped i had the resources and tools I needed to move / so I ain't thinking no more / this is instincts galore / this that .44 at your door bout to show you what for / this that God-given energy that comes from the core / mixed with intelligent ignorance to do cuz I'm bored / something like war crimes when ending that scorestreak / equivalent of White Phosphorus on the beat / something like Modern Warfare / how every time that you think I’m defeated / I respawn with a clip ready to do me some harm / but that's just lyrically to those that treat me different HOOK What do I think of / Success it's best but / that stress is just too / Much work I guess yall / So quick to switch up/ And politic nah / (Keep that same energy) Verse 2 I been drawing outside the lines with multi-colored crayons / My vision different, it's probably the glasses / I'm Chi-Chi whenever Gohan try to get to playin’ / If you ain't studied the moves I don't hear what you saying / Honestly, slip right in and outta schemes / Boom Bap Raps with ease, or even murk a trap beat / do it all so comfortably, I’m known to act a donkey see / But even Jesus kept a couple near him... / so I think I'll be cool when He's done with me / leave a beat obsolete / Grab another page to Ink, “Pencil Break” on repeat / Inspiration in its many phases when it comes to me / And I don’t ‘eem wanna shake ya hand if you don't believe / in the vision that I see, turn an instrumental / to a modern day casualty, casually / actually I'm aggravated 'cause the ascension I'm in the midst of / keeps getting mixed up with folks that's tryna kill a K1NG but / No regicide you see, look at me [Hook] [Verse 3] Its deeper than the surface / there's a difference between politicking and networking / one seeks validation from other people and places / the other requires you know your net worth / so I ain't on the scene as much as dudes that I rock with / but the ones that I rock with know lyrically I'm quicker to cause it / funny how the impact is seen even when we ain't seen / That's God's impact, flowing down to a k1ng / it's ingenious to me how clean the schemes seem to fit / between the seams with infrared beam precision, it’s / so Maddening or maybe something like Madden with sticks / cuz every time I tackle beats y’all fumble like you hit / But when we out in public all you do is nod and grin / That's goofy to me usually ain't no unity in it / so when the traction come don't double back like you a fan / unless you really a fan and and you peep how I stand out / but don't make it weird, don't Stan now [Hook]
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[Verse 1] Well this came as a surprise, baby / rewind time so you can say he saw the way the tides rise, baby / Actual lines in my mind make me / wonder if I'm okay or just channeling your demise, maybe/ Sometimes I feel like the scene playin, just saw Charm open for Face and next day said people was hating/ My first thought was just to let em hate / But here I am mad at the same thing / I maintain that with this pen I'm out my dang brain / I snatch souls when I string rhymes like Shang / Tsung at a kickback lookin for Liu Kang / this (Boon) of punches is (ed)ucational really / People I hold near and dear / Turning into others that's undercutting the city / People got my number but hearing they in their feelings... [Verse 2] I don't know if listeners can relate / ‘Cause when you real, your authenticity can come off as fake / that's the deal and honestly that's the risk that you take / whenever you extend your hand and try to link and be great / but some people you dap, they just pretend to be great / to leech off you, talk trash, get a laugh and jump states / or even tell you that spitti’n raps isn't the wave / like he ain't smokin his life away, doing the same thing / as underpaid as interns that's working for college credit / Least I got a buzz, nigga, notoriety present / You cant even get ya fam to cop an ounce via debit / Hoping the best for you, honestly wishing' blessings' / Hope you don't get swung on for something you pressed send on / and placed all on the web and someone comes to address it... [Verse 3] I don't know what you take me as / or see the intelligence that he has / went from rags to- well, still at rags / but cut from a different type of cloth, a different fabric / I’m not a hero but (Shock)ing people that's got the (Static) / No (Vergil) either (my mask is off) and I'm lookin' past it / But keep stuntin' like Evil Knievel and see what happens / it'll be tragic, hope people ain't about that action / I'm slightly off, I'll see you crashing and bust out laughing/ and clapping while everybody else screaming and gasping / Like you ain't try to to jump thirteen buses and smashed / into the eleventh or twelfth, I lost count when he passed / me in midair, but at least you died chasing your passion / I swear I'm triggered now, you dont wanna see me active... [Verse 4] I asked you nice not to mention me, nigga / Plus your music not nice enough to mention me, nigga / No names, I ain't giving you attention free, nigga / Don't get mad ‘cause I do everything you do better / I get high off these lines that I write / You get high off supply you overstocked and couldn't move the next night / Failed drug dealer, why the hell you givin’ advice? / you couldn't sell it if you halved the price / couldn't see me in this booth / even if my flows was half as nice / go back to boosting RCA televisions from Frys / least you got something to take for your time / I swear I'm tryna… / ..push peace love and positivity / but these idiots keep pushing me / it's stupid to even look at me / if you ain't got the lyrical ability slash agility / to even ride a beat properly, nigga, don’t talk to me
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[Verse] Two minute drills here to lyrically instill fear / Easy to hear ain't nothin' changed in the brain still / a king whenever he does his thing still / avoiding Sonics that's tryin to chase my ring, still / leave you behind like Tails running through games, still / Knuckle up to beat a beat out the frame, still / Perusing cartridges ‘cause life gettin insane / and might have to push reset if you figure I'm playin' games, yeah / I’m known to separate the seas with these bars and raps / Known to F a beat up till the condom snap / Two handed flows showing lyrical girth / no wonder all my raps pregnant with visions I birth / don’t pause me I break controllers quicker than Trump can deploy a soldier / or manipulate Caucasian voters or rig a poll up / Still waterboardin' those sleepin' on ya boy with Folgers / But that’s the grind though no need to filter who colder / Ironic, no oxymoronic with the flows bruh / cuz I manage the heat like Erik Spoelestra / and I chop up the bars like it's cold cuts / pay me the residuals I'm owed or / I’ll turn into Riley with the pen bruh / Y’all all look like Kris Kringle to me / Fat, relying on magic to breathe / and letting others do the legwork and think that you ridin on beats / These verbal shots gon' pop they like Pringles to me / ‘Cause I actually slay(sleigh) these with ease, Merry Christmas / Delivering gifts in these bars via the writtens / The penmanship different, way more flagrant / The punches make em yell like Noreaga in 9-8 / ...ain't no superthug over here, / I'm just happy that these stars they seem to realign / like every single time over beats that's on the rise / from Inkline with these rhymes like ok alright, I’ll ride / Alright, I’ll write, okay… you see the drive quicker cuz I'm in a solid state / I bounce back like Lizzo twerkin in a Chik-Fil-A / I’ll leave you ass outta luck like Lizzo in L.A. / but please don't cry about it like Lizzo on IG / bruh I'm uber tryna eat / don't try to drive off with my food, I'll turn 'to Lizzo with the tweets / Don't try me fam, that'll turn into CamSoda / the way the folks'll tune in to watch you get screwed over / ...and *say that they OnlyFans / Amd flip quicker than Simone Biles with handstands / I been a young bull, at the point, Coby White, sir / Run through china shops, I do what I like, sir / Guess who back, CLVRFLD on the mic, sir / The shaky cam footage shows my other side, sir / That Atari backpack, guess what's inside bruh / Decapitated rapper heads, that's my vibe, bruh / Came a long way from writing for Vibe, bruh / I bowed out when I figured out I was nicer / I (Smash Sumthin') every time that I write, bruh / Redman inspired, young beast making waves / something like a Hydra but more like Poseidon but / Write to keep these waves of Depression off the life bruh / Ain't tryna SurvIve bRuH, out here TrYnA thrive BUT / Mood SwinGS and Stress AT AN ALL TIME HIGH FOR ME / I MIGHT NEED SOMETHiNG FoR ANXIET-
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[Verse 1] Play this for your anxiety / Driving 59 and these cops keep on eyeing me / Seen what they do to to black folks in society / Plus there ain't no papers on the pistol right beside me / Play this for your anxiety / Got a couple rolled ain't nobody out here high as me / Got a couple shots in me, disregard sobriety / Don’t care to improve if these Vices keep supplying me / Play this for the anxiety / Got this girl saying that she down but it's a lie to me / But I know we linkin' for the night and that's alright with me / Cuz I know she tryna sleep, we'll call it a pipe dream / Long strokes for the anxiety / I think she invested, comes off as a surprise to me / Thought we were a one and done and now she wanna cry to me / I see that she’s broken, or maybe it’s me... Hook Life is different when you broken / Truer words haven't been spoken / but don’t lie to me / The way that my life has been going / I might need something for coping with anxiety.... [Verse 2] Play this one just to mellow out / Ignoring the (LaLa) and all the stars (Starz) they yellin' ‘bout / Just trying to get a check from this job just to bail me out / of being late on rent, I'm thanking God for this (Power) now / Play this one just to mellow out / Normally I'd spin a couple records just to settle down / But my Thriller vinyl seemed to up and walk on out my house / So when homies ask to come over now I just shut it down / Play this one just to mellow out / Trust issues were present but I hid them till they jumped on out / Now I'd rather isolate myself than accuse / and niggas fiind out how short of a fuse I really got right now / This ain't helping me to mellow out / Hypotheticals are mixing and the truth is coming out / Standing on this third story balcony and staring down / at the ground, wondering if T.I.'d try to talk me down / ...from one king to another maybe / ...cuz everybody around me shady / ...wont switch on people that try to play me / ...and tensions have been on edge lately / ...bills are getting ridiculous / the (edit) don’t even speak unless its rent that they bringin' up / ...this pen and pad ain't doing much / I ain’t jumpin' but... / I just gotta keep going when I feel a type of way / (Hook)
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[Introduction] I think the biggest thing for me is easily being able to speak to the trials I've seen. A perfect king, life has deemed there is no such thing. And there's only so much sympathy and empathy you can gift a g before it seems [exploitive, we] as [human beings] only have so much energy to release before we begin to seep and allow other things to intervene... Life, generally. Mistakes are made. Constantly. Thank God for the potter's hand that's able to redeem the sharpest points of me. The parts that make me scornful or bitter, but the damage I cause make me reconsider it's similar to a post-nut clarity the way the anger flees and I'm left to grieve about the scene that I've caused... But lately it's self-inflicted. Misplaced trust in friendships, relationships that have key moments that I've missed and, errant attempts to rekindle kinship between estranged friends that's gone missing, all for me to remember why the hell they were estranged in the first place. My mental the last few months was in the worst place. No music, I didn't want to create, the only Ink that didn't make me an-gry was the one that produced this EP in the first place. But nothing good's ever come from hate besides fire music and some dope Tip mixtapes, so me having my focus misplaced makes for a project with some genuine takes, so hey... [Hook] Came a long way from being broken on floors / Now i take my hurt and sell it all digital / Putting back the pieces cuz it's still beautiful / Funny how the title resonates with the soul, Kintsugi / [Verse 1] Still addicted to penmanship when its hitting different / Still relentless when gritting through all the pain and grinnin' / Still a scholar in this one while you just surface skimming / Do what I want with these flows, the raps are indentured / I clap at pilgrims, that's how I celebrate Thanksgiving / Knock the stuffing outta turkeys with the things I've written / I ain't trippin, my angle remains gifted/ on the offensive but I ain't switching like Lane Kiffin / Avoiding fake David Blaines, I forgot to mention/ I came from nothing, basically had one pot to piss in / Side of the road, Martin Luther King living/ in a trailer ill-positioned at the top of a ravine, listen / Right across the street my cousins celebrated Christmas / Tuskegee, Alabama instilled that fighting spirit / So every time you see the switch flip for competition / I'm envisioning making sure im impacting different / [Hook] [Verse 2] Came a long way from aiming iron at domes / Sounds hard as hell ‘til you peep I'm meaning my own / Preteen adjustments had me feeling alone / Thinking to perform actions God wouldn't condone / Depression got a grip, creativeness was the tone / Or rather the outlet that helped me to keep my own / wits about me really, so even when I was young / I was well-versed in putting my soul in songs / So now when I perform I black out on every stage and / Give it all my all regardless of condemnation / from gatekeepers that over-critique and lowball on payments / I know my worth, won’t step foot on connected pavement / to do a favor or help out in your situation / without you sending papers detailing my compensation / I need all of my duckets boi and I ain't playin / Retired doctor hustle no wonder I'm outta patience...
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"Kintsugi is the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery by mending the areas of breakage with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum. As a philosophy, it treats breakage and repair as part of the history of an object, rather than something to disguise..."

It's wild how other cultures can teach you about yourself if you let it, right?

K1NG ELJAY & INKLINE presents: Kintsugi.

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credits

released October 2, 2020

- all tracks produced by INKLINE for Apt. B Productions (ASCAP)
- mastered by Steve @ FTM Studios
- all lyrics written/performed by K1NG ELJAY, except where noted
- typography & layout by @dreamsr4sleepin
- photo credit by Mane Rok
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To connect with Inkline, be sure to visit his IG @ inkline_uno.

Special thanks to the guests making the last song special. Love y'all.
- To connect with Erthling., visit his IG @Rap.Is.Hard
- To connect with Ozu, visit his IG @OZU8LACK
- To connect with ChriStyle, visit his IG @ImChriStyle
- To connect with D Gut, visit his IG @TheOnlyDGut

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