Bedroom Project

by Alexander Jung

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Alexander Jung's debut project with Braille, Lyricks, Misfit, and more!

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released 21 April 2012

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Track Name: Run Away Train feat. Kay Lim
I wanna go home, i wanna go home, i wanna go home...
I wanna go home, i wanna go home, i wanna go home...

No Louis luggage in fact i'm looting others
On this train man, I don't really know where i'm going
I just, i just believe its a dream
Boy i'm only 13 and and i'm running for free-dam
i seek after the green pastures, relaxing
But i feel that i'm going bananas, relapsing
And now i know that those folks who hate me
Treated me this way cause they looked out for my safety
Quick to quit when things ain't good gravy
Drifter once said, "only Jesus can save me"
We'll sir, i know i act a fool
But were gone till whenever, train tracks will move~yeah
i've been gone so long I forgot why I left
I'm always singing, "on, on, on to the next", prayin'

I wanna go home, i wanna go home, i wanna go home
But looking back there's no home to go~~
I wanna go home, i wanna go home, i wanna go home
Cause all i know is riding these railroads~~
I wanna go home, i wanna go home, i wanna go home
Looking back there's no home to go~~
I wanna go home, i wanna go home, i wanna go home


You don't know what you got till its gone
Did they love me or leave me alone?
And I don't know if they know I left home
My only company, are these ghost towns that i roam
today I heard~, tomorrow's not given
and the present is a gift, bow-tied, ribboned
Train of thought got me thinkin in this prison
When i ought to be livin not driven by this engine, black clouds yeah
are reflections of me, black sheep
I pray Lord my soul to keep safe
but man ain't seen straight, crooked and narrow
Injected in this life but the needle ain't sterile
A sparrow floatin with the flock not flying on his own
Railroad roofs so different from a home's
Oh sure, i know i act a fool
But were gone till whenever, train tracks will move~yeah
i've been gone so long I forgot why I left
I'm always singing, "on, on, on to the next", prayin'


Is it, right or wrong? Is it, right or wrong?
I pray~ that the next stop is home
Is it, right or wrong? Is it, right or wrong?
I pray~ that the next stop is home
Is it, right or wrong? Is it, right or wrong?
I pray~ that the next stop is home, yeah
Track Name: DRMR feat. Lyricks & Misfit
Alexander Jung:

Ey yo my dad once said, "boy you can have all of it"
Dad still says, "don't ever call it quits"
Get out of your apartment, get a temple like Solomon's
All up in the Ritz-Carlton in any continent
You can be an astronaut, travel to Zimbabwe
Be a bull fighter where the homies call you hombre
You can be a CEO, travel to Bermuda
Host your own TV show, fish for barracuda
Swimming and skinny-dipping in Brazilian beaches
Venture off to Venus cruise ships till you're sea sick
See Switzerland, ride the autobahn till your Michelin tires are gone with the wind...
Every citizen in Spain knows your name, take a plane to the planes
Hike every hill, ride a bike in every lane
Be a superhero, President, or be a leader
How will you know if the grass is greener if you don't go?

Chorus:

They say I'm dreaming, dreaming...I'm flying higher than the stars
Saying I'll be gone tonight...might not be back by tomorrow

Lyricks:

Now I understand why adults told me,
"Live your life to the fullest, grow up slowly"
When we young, we can dream, all of our souls free
Before life's entanglement begins to control me
Look at myself now as I glance at the old me
I don't wanna live in regret, repeating, "if only..."
18 was yesterday, I still remember the cold feet
In '03, all my shows weak, but at a slow speed man I still pedaled...
Bought a new computer but my mic was still ghetto
Made a pop filter out of mom's stocking and a bent hanger
and I'll take over the world...cause...the world could be mine
Thinking I'm unstoppable the earlier times
Sinking optimism with these murderous lies
Locking us in a system stealing our purpose and lives
You're imperfect and die...
They say you're worthless what's a reply? "Fine."
Look, I'm not gonna follow though, nor follow dough
Never did I follow code, still I'm fire though
No mountain unclimbable, wherever you been I can go
Whatever you did I can do, anything is possible

Chorus 2:
They say I'm dreaming, dreaming...I'm flying higher than the stars
Saying I'll be gone tonight...might not be back by tomorrow
But if I don't please understand
I make my dreams with my own hands
I fly my ship up past the clouds
There's no way you'll shoot me down
I'm flying higher than the stars

Hook:

My eyes are shut but I don't think that I am dreaming
Until I figure out the meaning I ain't leaving
Breathing heavy every hour this evening
Alex, Lyricks, Misfit in the deep end

Misfit:

They say, "the world is yours", so Tony Montana
All I need is weed and Zoey Saldana
We, smoke by the lot, no acres
Floatation device over you haters
I'm staying in clouds...its how I'm weighing shit out
Man, cause these days, I see thangs
Late bills, missing notes like T-Pain
I need lower rent (Laurent) like Yve Saint
I'm seeing more stress than Reggie
Lil bro locked up, mah keeps sketching
Man, life's harder than my erection...
Gotta keep pressing on...like straight sheets
Gotta keep pressing on...but I can't sleep
I make real what they dream (day dream)
Fast money, fine hos, and dank weed
Throwing V's live on stages,
Over beats all my dreams created
Track Name: Sad Blues, Mean Reds
Intro:
I've got a mind of my own,
my strength, I can't do it alone
My soul is searchin for home but
why is my heart so accident prone?

Chorus (Ryan Kang):
Cause I~ gotta case of the blues
Don't know what to do~
but I tell (fast) people that i'm cool
And I~ gotta case of the reds
I get em when I'm upset~
but they say its all in my head

Verse 1:
I feel like i am all alone!
and no one ever knows its me
I feel like everyone's a clone!
as I float so lonely overseas

I think were all blind folks!
no one has ever noticed me
Its like we all [fast] wear blindfolds!
Im drownin' in the open sea

I'm swimmin in an ocean of sadness
Deeper than the hole that goes to Atlantis
Stroke away tears like strokes on a canvas
I suffer from emotional damage

Human so we all just live to die
There's nothin you can do to compromise
So i'm singin my Efiel 65
I'm blue, da ba dee da ba die...

Chorus (Ryan Kang):
Cause I~ gotta case of the blues (sad blues!)
Don't know what to do~
but I tell (fast) people that i'm cool
And I~ gotta case of the reds (mean reds!)
I get em when I'm upset~
but they say (fast) its all in my head

Verse 2:
Mean reds Holly Lightly
Raw piece a meat so don't bite me
Bay head~ prone to git hyphy
Kill a hipster, scenester, and a hype beast

Got DMX in my DNA~
I'ma pull a Kanye~ on Kanye
then take Taylor Swift as my date to the VMAs
Punch a bunch of paparazzi, homie see you later!

I can just kill a man, jaro
Cause more death than Ronald McDonald
With a McGangbang combo
Sprite and some super size fries yo

...I'm the last renegade of funk
Ask Zach De la Rocha, my bass bump
I ain't afraid of no punk, I ain't never been jumped
cus Alexander Jung goes H.A.M.

I'm Wu-Tang Clan you Clay Aiken
I am the mask, you play Jason
I'm Blake Griffin, you Chris Kaman
I'm alien, you homosapien

I pack clubs, colleges, stadiums
You pack half of ya high school gymnasium
But i hide my emotions so no one can see
How blue and red I am over this pop beat
Track Name: Roses & Violets
I wanna girl as pretty as Kate Earl
I wanna lass with sass as Alice Glass
Ima stare at her until she says hi to me
Told her I keep secrets, even from my diary

My white lies turn grey, i'm colorblind
Met her over break in the summertime, but her mind
was set in winter, she came over for dinner
I didn't know what to give her, plastic or silver

But ina perfect world, she'd be more than the perfect girl for me
But earth ain't perfect so can we solar surf to mars or mercury, please
Absence makes the love grow fonder so I never wanna see you again
Until like right before we die, hi, nice to finally meet you old friend

But until then, uh, let's dance before your dad comes home
Beethoven or Chopin, I don't care, I just wanna be alone
Study every follicle, pressin' on your collar bone
Whisper monotone in your ear this poem, that goes...


Roses are dead~ violets are too (uh-huh-huh!)
The only thing alive baby is you (is you)
Yous legit baby, too legit to quit babay!
Yous legit baby, too legit to quit babay!
Roses are dead~ violets are too (uh-huh-huh!)
I wrote this poem so I could sing to you (oo-whoo!)
Yous legit baby, too legit to quit babay!
Yous legit baby, too legit to quit babay!



Rome wasn't built in a day, but I ain't Roman
My name is Alexander excuse~ how I'm appoachin
You~ dress so androgynoustic
To cover how your not too confident, yeah I

think these fair-weather women are my vices
and yeah...i treat em just like devices
Is it revenge that I seek? lemme tally up
But you better than the rest baby, that's what's up, I've,

never been with a girl like this one, type of chick to make a kid get hitched son
Yeah, and if this was a competition, then, you'd take the cake hon
You've been hurt, and i've been hurt, we can both just heal together
You put in first and I put in third, let the seconds tick forever, uh

And I ain't good with words, I like silence
...is golden
Unspoken over the phone and
be quiet for hours as I recite this poem, that goes...

they smell like...

Roses are dead~ violets are too (uh-huh-huh!)
The only thing alive baby is you (is you)
Yous legit baby, too legit to quit babay!
Yous legit baby, too legit to quit babay!
Roses are dead~ violets are too (uh-huh-huh!)
I wrote this poem so I could sing to you (oo-whoo!)
Yous legit baby, too legit to quit babay!
Yous legit baby, too legit to quit babay!


So...whatcha you think?
I like it. Its kinda strange..but...I like it!
Really? Cool, that's cool... So yeah do you wanna go out sometime?
(haha) But I dunno your name
Oh! Yeah, its Alexander. What's yours?
Oh its....
Track Name: Lexy
(Verse 1)
Sittin on the satin was Satan's daughter named Lexy
...Lexy
Dressed in her dress her chest exposed sexy
...sexy
Yeah, she said hell-o, Do you come here often?...
If sin is death then girl needs a coffin
No lookin away, she's looking our way, just look at the way she's walkin
Uh (girls voice), nickname's caution

Now Slug calls her Lucy, this her sister
Whispers in the ear of every single mister
...and every mister that's single
Her eyes are as dark as the barrel of the pistol

I meet her dad every time, my will is weak
And she's never too far~
And now, she spills her drink and i'm,
chillin at the bar

Bad girls~my flesh persists
Its the way they press their lips and their dresses fit
Good girls~my flesh resists
They aint down for the hell of it...(Rick Ross)

When I asked her for number she said 666
..and just in case you forget
I live in your heart, its my address

Your my sin, your my fall, but I keep on running back
Like i'm in a marathon, and I'm running them laps
Plus she's got daddy issues
(Is it fine that I kiss you?)

try to keep along

She buys me another, calls me her lover and tells me to, cover
...Saying she'll pay me back in ways you can't imagine, free of, tax

Tells me stories how she parties a bunch
Goes to church Sunday and sits in the front
And by this time, the bar is all empty
DJ's done last call for the drinks

She says, i'll meet you in my car
Let's drive on the highway n ride very far
...she loves it when its dark
She pulls down the sunroof to see them, stars

Pedal to the medal Ms. Daughter of the Devil
Tempted to her house, Hansel and Gretel
I try to keep it cool like a swimming pool
Chillin with this centerfold on the couch in her livingroom

Dear, God, I wonder can you save me?
man!...tho they way she moves her body is amazing~

Takes off her shoes, her dress, and the horns on her head
Didnt say a word but i was forced to the bed
I could've left...but I stood still
She knew she had me, by my own will

See, what happens next
We starred at each other, but we didn't have sex
Prisoner of Lexy, demon possessed
She already had, had Alex, yeah~


I'm lost in this world where we touch just to see
I ^dont^ believe its Lexy, I believe it is me
I'm lost in this world where we touch just to see
I fall and I fall and how still you, love me

how still you love me
Track Name: Mother's Day
I was independent ever since my mom couldn't carry me
On that note, i'm sorta happy that she left (she left?)
Yeah, when when I was just 8
and all the trust i lost i just substituted it with hate

And nothing really changed since then
Except my relationship with God and a handful of friends
...Women especially
You discarded lil Arthur and what shattered remains are left of me!

...You don't know how much you screwed me up!
I broke too many girl's hearts and their definitions of love
...All you could leave is a note and a trashed house?
My future ex-wife can thank you for how I lash out at her

I heard you remarried somewhere in Atlanta
And never told ya husband about the 2 sons that you had...
And when my dad called asking how you were
Your man's became mad, how'd you think he'd react?

...I had to lie that I had a mom!
I hated parent-teacher day, Hiroshima atom bomb!
I am a reject! I feel like a regret!
But you gotta place in my heart as my deep, dark, secret

Happy Mother's Day


I was independent ever since my mom had left me
My dad had a dream that she recently died...
He remarried when I was 10 she
Was a former Miss Korea model and just as beautiful inside

I called her mom the first day I met her
..Again I put all my trust in a woman
...And I thought that life would get better
(huh)..I didn't

I know my father didn't love you enough
But you left when I was 17, I servery suffered your cut
...I told my friends that you left on a business trip
You couldn't stay till graduation? At least be considerate

God...give me the strength to not curse!
You know my heart Lord, and you know it hurts!
...Why don't you call mom?
You scared to see a demon? Parking lot car bomb!

I promise ima never leave my wife cause of you
I got the lion's heart, I ain't never gonna chicken soup
..made me wanna run away
I love you both, I wrote this on mothers day

Happy Mother's Day
Track Name: 3:33 feat. Braille & Rivulet
Rivulet:
I know there's good in this world
And I~ try~ to~ be part of it

I'm not, trying ta sleep
I'm not going to sleep
It's three, thirty^ three-ee..

Alexander Jung:
My fingertips are black, doused with alcohol
Scrubbed down to the bone, I'm an animal
In the casting call of suicidal thoughts
Man i'm Ezio, dodging the city's cops

I screwed up big time this time I'm in deep
3:33 AM, can't sleep
So convicted, God forgive my ways
Last night in celebration I made mistakes

I threw my life away, thrownin up the paint
I said my sorries to Paul, my trust is stained...
Please, can you turn back time?~
Please God, can you press rewind?~

I feel numb, social deviant
I just turned 21 I'm not a kid again
Idiot now I gotta live with torment
Dad I need counseling more than a Corinth

Or when Peter rejected you those 3 times
Well i'm Alex doin 3 times those 3 times
Pray in repentance...your love forgives
But Dad I can't forgive myself, for what I did

Concerned with consequences that are only temporary
Spirit why'd you hide when You were most necessary?!
...man i'm pointing fingers when I got 2 thumbs pointed back at me

Green and black devil, I hate you
Green and black devil, I taste fruit
You enjoy my sins knowing that you win
You enjoy the fact I'ma prolly do it again

Dad help me...I come open
I want that inner peace, your son's broken
Dad help me...I come broken
Thank you for inner peace, your son's open

Rivulet:
I know there's good in this world
And I~ try~ to~ be part of it

I'm not, trying ta sleep
I'm not going to sleep
It's three, thirty^ three-ee..

(Braille)
Retched man, bad manners don't mind me
Mind over matter don't manage time well
Time tells but I say keep it secret
I'm dreaming of a day when I can fix it all by myself
Put back together every missing piece
But first I gotta find what i'm missing
Please, give me division
I can't see, into the distance
Ashamed of the place sustained by my fingerprints
Evidence against me
All my words are empty, the enemy, loves to tempt me
I need rebuke I prefer to get it gently
But don't let me, stay in this condition much longer
How far will I wander?
Searching to be found like a child with no father
But you have not forgotten me
Even when I feel that i'm lost at sea
A journey man with no place to be
There's no place like home, but i'm never home
I'm the king of the road, yet the king of my soul
Set me free from my old...ways (x3)

You make broken things whole, and dying things new
Track Name: Mahal feat. Isaach
(Intro)
We all need love
We all need love, huh
Hey we all need love cus it gets a little rough when were stuck in a rut (yup)
And they all need love~
They all need love, huh
Hey they all need love when bein a little tough really isnt enough so just

(Isaach)
Take my hand, i'll take you anywhere you please

(Verse 1)
I'm like Paul, writing to Gentiles
in far away places like i'm writing to penpals
And i don't care if its to one human or ten thou
I just wanna make sure the good news been send out
And i really love it, seein my friends smile
But man I hate it when i'm seeing them drown
Harder than fort knox to enter the penthouse
A hell lot easier for you to be sent down
to H E double hockey sticks
So I understand now youre the opposite of optimist
Far from politics, but getting down to the roots
God is love ...like God is also truth
And you can believe me or leave me
Life's hard, nobody said it'd be easy
But 'mahal' (love!) fades in this green earth
All He ever wanted was love in return

(Isaach)
Take my hand, i'll take you anywhere you please
Tell me, tell me where you wanna go

(Verse 2)
Yeah, this little piggy swears and curses
that little piggy is a faithful servant
this little piggy steals from purses
and that little piggy prays in churches
All these piggys, God loves equal
Died on a cross to pay off evil
Its a battle for all God's people
Heaven's like a camel through the eye of a needle
Arise from the fetal positioned like an eagle
Only one love drug the rest is placebo
...reality's a substitute
Only truth is that God is in love with you
agape, Abba, Yahweh, Jehovah
Alpha, Omega, Christ, the Father
....love foreva

(Isaach)
So don't don't look back, keep looking in the front, and never hold back
Track Name: Graffiti Music
(Chorus)
I, paint, walls (yeah) its what I do! I break tha rules!
I, paint, walls (yeah) *its what we do! Throwin up my crew!*
I, paint, walls (yeah) its what I do! maybe you should too
I, paint, walls (yeah) *its what we do! yeah its what we do!*

(Hook 1)
You, can, paint, the, town, you, live, in, red
Cause I, will, paint, this, world, we, live, in, black

(Verse 1)
Black Chucks, Black pants,
Black jacket blackbook in hand
Grab that, Backpack, ink pens and krylon cans
Gotta lotta stickers, post em on the Metro
Gotta lotta pictures, make em all stencals
Gotta watch out for the boys in the blue
Annoyed with toys they don't know what to do
So i'm crossin out whatever they write
Catch me in the night with xacto knife
They don't understand us *no way*
So this goin be my canvas *okay*
Jo-se, taught me to tag at 13
Got me doin graf in the back of a Burger King
N when my lil brother turned 13
Arrested, doin the exact same thing

...the exact same thing
....exact same thing
....doin the exact same thing until I got better and my letters look clean

(Hook 2)
I bomb this...
I bomb that...
I bomb so much its combat
I bomb this...
I bomb that...
I bomb my name in all caps

This graffitti music...yeah, this, g-

(Bridge)
I think in krink ink my shrink thinks i'm on brink cause my sink's
multicolored like a chick's drinks... yo

(Chorus)

(Hook 3)
You, can, paint, the, town, you, live, in, red
Cause I, will, paint, this, room, I, live, in, black

(Verse 2)
Black sky, Black heart
Blank wall color wit my art
Black tats, on my back, Black hat I wear in the dark
Gotta big bouty, for my head~
In LA county, from the feds~
Lotta helicopters, look, for authors
Usin these homemade gold paint markers
Fame in my name, like, Picasso
Biters all same like day name is John Doe
And its more than just ink on the pavement
Its my generation tryin ta make a statement
Under the under pass cuttin the upper class
From gentrification, homes are vacant
Since President Regan, the state's been
displacing a nation, that why we sprayin paint, and

Isn't it strange~ that
All these houses look same?~ wack
I really wanna change~ that
Wit acrylics and spray~ cans

(Hook 4)
I bomb that...
I bomb this...
I bomb without no...pauses
I bomb that...
I bomb this...
I bomb verses and crosses

This graffiti music...yeah, this, graffiti music...