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Morsels

by Rotaris

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Till We Meet 01:43
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The moonlight sparkled in the puddles on the concrete As the world slumbered on a soft fluffy Tontine I stare out the cool glass Till I crack the window open then feel a cool blast Just me and the moon And the bugs on the grass On a cold night in June I wonder how I'll go Will I die in a car? Or in a blizzard in the snow? I can't help but wonder how I'd cope when they pass Will they go altogether? Or decades apart? I'm guessing cancer first The levee only holds so much til it bursts I hope he sees his grandkids grow up And not the toilet bowl to go and throw up After bouts of the chemo and don't wanna be left alone like a Nemo And lose my dad from my life That's like a heart through a knife Or a head through a scythe or an hand through a pike Like nails through the Christ I wanna see him play in the park Or laugh when they burp or laugh when they fart Hold 'em up proudly with with his arms in the air Give 'em cuddles and let them know that he's there
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Capped Deflation 02:53
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Why is it I that choose to self-sabotage? I seek to find myself but I am a man-at-large It's like riding a bike without the handlebars Am I Harry Potter or more like a Salazar? I ought to be eating more from salad bars And less from restaurants with banquets a la carte I'm a thirty year old teddy bear 'bout to fall apart And I like running fingers all through my mental scars Bars, I've got plenty, but not enough yet On the topic of GOATs, I'm not even a suspect And me looking at the mirror is like looking at a toilet bowl and guess what? It's not flushed yet The black labrador taken a sub-let It seems that I'm guilty of letting things go unchecked A dwelling thought that I've turned into the subject To talk about things that may need to be unsaid Outta date, out of place, out of shape uh Here's a song on some breaks you can play uh I'm a take, I'm a take, I'm a take uh 'Cause I'm made just to take up the space uh Outta date, out of place, out of shape uh Here's a song on some breaks you can play uh I'm a take, I'm a take, I'm a take uh 'Cause I'm made just to take up the space uh I type this in a motel as I let my thoughts flounder And I'm feeling as healthy as a cheesy quarter pounder I should keep my mouth shut plus my voice sounds butt So deflated I doubt that I could ever bounce up Seems the more I speak the more I reek, the more I sow the more I weep — and oh, I see I'm just weak, and life is bleak I write sixteens and life is sweet like salt residue Funny that I've got no problems around when the rent is due My problems on the Maslow Pyramid is miniscule My problems are so tiny that they might deserve ridicule Like ha-ha-ha, I'm the maharaj of the omegas Like oh my god, like oh my god this brouhaha Is so damn vapid And my brain, sometimes I just wanna go and slap it And this rapid flow of pity, now let me go and cap it Outta date, out of place, out of shape uh Here's a song on some breaks you can play uh I'm a take, I'm a take, I'm a take uh 'Cause I'm made just to take up the space uh Outta date, out of place, out of shape uh Here's a song on some breaks you can play uh I'm a take, I'm a take, I'm a take uh 'Cause I'm made just to take up the space uh
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Written Meditation 01:09
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I'm sitting here with a little heater at my feet In a battle with my eyelids 'fore they permanently meet I'm fishing for some chords, try decipher all the keys I'm rolling up my cuffs so you can see more of my sleeve But it's so hard though, 'cause I carry loads of cargo No man is an island, but I face an embargo And it doesn't help I live on the land of Mabo They don't really think you're Aussie if you use a tabo Eat with your digits then you're pushing your limits They might label me a cynic in a tweet and then pin it But I stay cool like linen in the summer Most people dumb, and some are even dumber Anyway, I'm just writing as a way to meditate While monolithic corporations go on steady selling bait I'm just trying cook up some meals for your thoughts Or am I just a jester that's dancing in your courts?
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A Blue Sepia Man 02:02
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I don't time have time to muck around Pressure on a mind feels like a hundred pound Jugular vein maxed out and pumping blood Salt water stains those cheeks from up above uh Ain't no running from your family tree I hear the roars like them banshee screams Can't eat, sleep forever Bonds can't be severed Till my skin like turns to leather Why did I gotta be born? In the land where the horn is not for warnings But performance in jams of traffic A place where they breed like hares or rabbits Cycle repeats like waves that crash in And each day feels like my is skull is bashed in The only difference is a change in fashion Plus the fact I don't queue for ration Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go uh I just wanna enjoy this homeostasis And not have to handle a home with those racists One step forward and back four paces With some crappy shoes that feature poor laces Hugging this earth, it'll hug me back soon When I swim in the rays of this new black moon Escape the bounds of earthly trap rooms Till then I'll keep making all these rap tunes Pillow is made of some porcupine quills I'm tryna get a sleep with all of my skills Breathing in air when you only have gills So let me decap and let my mind spill Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go uh
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Paperwork 01:43
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I'm drowning in paperwork I don't think we can do much to save the earth It's sad to think about the trees that fell for me So I have can a little space in which to write the words For the purpose of bureaucrats and red tape Can't help but feel like a pawn here to get played Know why it's gotta be like that Subconscious reptile just wants to fight back Indian but I shouldn't be so typecast Listen and then maybe you can have your mic back I don't like forms and accounting I'm bouncing and pounding on tables to make all the sounds That spreads from the towns and the cities And is bound to resound from the base of the mountains And with that said, my foot's on the ground and I ain't no king with a crown man Just move Just move Just move
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Shoegazer 03:10
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Lately I've been trying to tough it out You can see my palms look a little rougher now Callousing the mind, little by little Trying to be the opposite of being so brittle I'm weak for eating chicken and the bay bugs I'll keep eating even if I get pay cut I use society's norm as the glue But I know it's not quite the right thing to do It's a tall order to make it hold water The line's quite clear, it's not a fuzzy border Welcome to my quarters, make yourself at home Please ignore the mess, the cupboard with the bones Just another thing adding to my woes Feeling tiny like the space right between my toes I just want to write, feel so unopposed Every single stroke takes me further my goals Further my goals Further my goals Yeah Let me take a moment, smell all the roses Take in the sunshine and turn up all the hoses Turn all this shit into decent fertiliser Look beyond the future of a Ford or a Chrysler I remember the days of Zooper Doopers With the bike rides, Nerds and oompa loompas So carefree, no clouds over shoulders Episodes of Homer, Agent Mulders Take me back, take me back to the times When I didn't have to taste all the brine Welcome to my quarters, make yourself at home Please ignore the mess, the cupboard with the bones The cupboard with the bones The cupboard with the bones Just another thing adding to my woes Feeling tiny like the space right between my toes I just want to write, feel so unopposed Every single stroke takes me further my goals

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A jazz-tinged compilation of verses and refrains over Dilla-esque instrumentation. Touching on themes of loss, hopelessness, and morality, this project captures vignettes from around 2019 using a semi-autobiographical lens.

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released January 9, 2024

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Rotaris Sydney, Australia

Rotaris is an Indian-Australian who makes hip hop for smart folks.

Characterised by speedy flows and poetic flourishes, he is known to tackle topics such as veganism, psuedoscience and addiction — all over self-produced instrumentals ranging from house to grime to boom-bap.

“It's a super exciting time to be an artist — especially from Western Sydney and with my background.” ... more

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