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Conversations With Contemplation

by San Alexander

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1.
It's an abomination Conversations with all my contemplation Got me kinda shaken bout existin' in a Donald's nation But never fakin' been great since my nose runny I'm all that flyer than Quail Man y'all Doug Funny
2.
I commendeer your common decency unpeaceably the grip is tight and it's unlikely it's releasing see I recently revitalized the right amount of rowdy RAH to ride around and wreck for recognition with nobody round Round after round I keep knockin em I don't need permission Crown after crown I keep rockin em must complete the mission To be the greatest thing the world has ever seen even if I wasn't labeled a prodigy as a teen I probably got the means, probably in between, probably problematic how swiftly I'm switching scenes they callin a n***a magic cause his pen could tell a dream Hated me automatic cause I couldn't change a thing So I spill the I'll at will to make a dollar pay a bill they hoot and holla when a scholar can relate to something trill Hop on twitter just to follow tryna see if n***as real But how you count on an account when it's just counterfeit appeal huh? I gots to dodge the danger Been blowing ganja major I used to pray a lot but now it feel like God a stranger And I can't really blame nobody else but put 30 on a 8th of tree when our conversations was free (That s**t was free n***a!!!) I always claim to convert my curses to verses but conversely every version just complicates the conversion I'm conversing never conversatin' quick to kill with kindness nevermind if I'm reminded of the riots in my mind Recognize I'm never blind but if I was the beat would be the brail I beat defeat but failed to reach the peace I seek in need of bail Rather be the snail slow and steady underneath the shell cause n***as throwin salt at these sluggish bugs underneath the veil I fought the pain and felt the pressure what remains is nothing less I been estranged I sought the fame became a mess Turned a curse into a blessing then vice versa due to stressing Heard circumstances would worsen if uncertain of direction so I Broke out the GPS and prayed to G-O-D heard a V-O-I-C-E tell me that vices come in 3 Fought addiction to attention that just fuels a new affliction contradictin' good predictions turns out the problem was me (That s**t was me!?) Reflection shattered, Clothes was tattered, Beat and battered Thoughts was scattered Movin backward Teeth would chatter from the cold I climbed a ladder, Leaked a bladder Eat the platter, Gettin fatter, cloaked a dagger gettin money on the road I once was told that purpose never found on purpose rolling purple rockin paisley impatient with every purchase passing churches pray they praise me or send me blessings in surplus better pay me can't persuade me these serpents known to usurp us daily The other day this s**t was gravy now the grave be on my mind I need more time but lately I been slavin day to day Need to break the chains or make a change and make some change I tried to change I'm still the same but maybe I'll be better ater-lay Pray before I lay I keep the faith it can't fade away Once was led astray by doubts and demons and they delays Gotta pave the way umbrella money for rainy days Blunts and Hennessy stay faded to keep the pain at bay All I know is that I'm strong enough to strive I just pray I got the stamina to stride it's a trip but you can ride I'm thankful every day that I'm alive life's a dance with death that none of us survive, but I'm still vibin' (Cause I would rather keep it copastetic)
3.
Funkshon 05:11
Verse 1: Another night of patient waitin’, plottin’ and I’m pacin’ weighin’, Pros and cons, unalarmed that they rose alarms I’m armed to teeth with charm and a bond with grief I conned a thief and expected less hurt, exploited an expert with excerpts of expertise Spent a lot of minutes tryna find more time to keep Wasted many prayers on power just to beef with peace Spent a lot wakin’ hours tryna find some sleep And I befriended many cowards to be praised as chief Should have never did that, should have killed them ni***s when I saw the time was opportune Now these ni***s thinkin’ that we buddies to the tomb Now these b***hes drinkin’ all the liquor in the room Phantoms in my opera operatin’ to consume assume a monsoon will come soon to doom the costumes and mock goons Heavy hitters, dangerous flow we levy splitters unsteady jitters Nerves been worked to the root due to verbs that been slurred been deterred from the truth been disturbed ain’t deferred from the lust for the loot Gotta get it by any means sellin’ souls, sellin’ dreams to purchase a purpose to feel redeemed Need to needle the seams, need to be seen as kings, Need to redo the scenes, need to recrown the Queens Need to weave in between every doubt that we’ve ever seen Too addicted to dirt cause it doesn’t pay to be clean Still in search of the dollar, in cahoots with the cream, in pursuit of the power, too aloof to a scheme, What it mean? N***as will pimp, p***y, and politic Niggas is pimps, p****es, and politricks acknowledging your knowledge with street homage No scholarship, waitin’ for the right b***h to polish, demolish it I been guessin’ way too long I need to stop it, I been stressin’ way too strong I need to drop it I just need a place to belong a bosom to burrow a beat to beat up find my voice in a song My bottle of choice to bottle up my rights and my wrongs patient awaitin’ my eruption Sayin’ I’ma blow up I’m just duckin’ self-destruction, addict of consumption Hurdlin’ obstructions, juggling instructions to Funkshon Hook: Tryna make somethin' from nothin' prain' for blessings they comin' (my n***a we just tryna funkshon) Always accused and did nothing, b***h miss me with your assumption (my n***a we just tryna funkshon) But every time we step up in the funkshon, Someone has a major mal-funkshon Succumb to seduction to some its corruption or something We're junkies addicted to a junction, but we just tryna Funkshon (x2) Verse 2: They say San you gon make it to the limelight, when the time right Just get your money and your mind right and put your pride aside don't be blinded by your hindsight bleed blue exude what's true fight the divine fight God bless But never the less, I been a glutton for success since adolescence countin' seven cent Hell bound and heaven sent, lust with the brush with fame and everything that I was never lent determination evident Deter extermination in a nation where you the pest Your death and disappearance celebrated while you distressed You press for perseverance your appearance has been a mess You prayin' for an hour when you only got minutes left And now only menace left, consumed by the greed I can barely define the line between a want and a need Enemies friendin' me they envy me they hope I succeed With all the suicidal tendencies I wish to delete but see I used to have views from the pews enthused to pay dues amused by hallelu's in the churches Then I pursued the fondue and now my ladies spread legs like wings to feed urges She claimin' she my angel from any angle a n***a just addicted to the fiction for real in the heat of the moment feel like all the fiction appeal Using my youth to euthanize the consequences I deal, but still I should have never passed on that passage I'm Past tense survived on intuition never had sense I lied to abide by truth, swear to God I never Swear to God again the paradox is the proof I don't mean to bother nobody my gun ain't body nobody I'm just the sum of the sins and the fears I'm forced to embody Divided by Deuteronomy threw the dice in the gamble Dismantled but not destroyed a working soul unemployed tryna Funkshon [Hook]
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[Verse 1] My dreams have been shattered I had to snatch the pieces My n***as think I’m changing rockin’ cuffs and creases Weekly releases, every Sunday like preachin’ Jesus Rockin’ tees and sneakers just don’t suit me no mo’ The whip is busted come and scoop me bro bro We gots to ride out spendin’ most of the night out Spendin’ money we wild out Spent again I’m exhausted I lost it just had to find out Spinnin’ rims we was winnin’ til a foul cost us a timeout But we still ballin’ on budgets like f**k it get the cream Money flowin’ clean liquid green call it Listerine Put it where yo mouth at, count the coins or we switchin’ scenes Try to flip the script end up with lots more line to read between Rather be heard than seen regurgitate a verb and spleen Reverberate with urgency we die to earn a turn to dream Heard that they reword it with southern slurs then deter the means That kind of confiscation ain’t confidential know what I mean I done surpassed my past with proper preparation Found more purpose in my verses than protestant proclaimations My problems ain’t a problem my problem is my impatience I think out loud call me crazy conversations with my contemplation [Hook] I used to wanna f**k with ya But now I wouldn’t f**k with ya I feel a little out of touch with ya Lost a little love when they didn’t show enough now I’m Better & Above (I said I’m better & above, Gotta be better and above, I swear I’m better and above, all that bullshit) (I hope my n***as got trust in me) (I wish a n***a would f**k with me) (I love you if you got love for me) (Shout my cuz in the 253) (I’m slidin’ soon and got a dub on tree, G) [Verse 2] Never impractical full equipped never fractional Fancy facts over fiction spit friction the flow is flammable Grams of my grammatics makes legend status seem tangible Hard to imagine but when I’m famished fathom the animal Can I keep it real though? Pressure built up real slow I been dealin’ with s**t I been healin’ and s**t Got the feeling the blunt will appeal when it’s lit Consequences flow so sequential maintain the mental til monumental Coax the complex, keep it simple might meet the maker ain’t that suspenseful Ponder daily on my potential miswrote a quote then retraced the stencil My competence never confidential, never confidential Lack common sense, still influential Exist essential that’s existential expand the pockets expect the storm Extend a limb to help some of them then ex out the haters, x-man the storm Cause I denied demise and doubled dedication Found more faith in my creation than curses and incantations My problems ain’t a problem my problem is bad relations I think out loud call me crazy conversations with my contemplation [Hook]
5.
True... 04:05
(Cause you don’t know what I been through) (And they ain’t blood but they kin too) [Verse 1] Don’t question my dedication tryna bide time with some medication mixed with meditation Stressin’ bills from my education tryna find creation in a puff of smoke or drunk pacin’ Racin’ try to find divine placement, Lacin’ lines with genuine statements Basin’ faith on practice and patience, slavin to break he chains of my pain Blood in my veins I bleed for my love I been beyond blessed just found a new plug Need to smoke less forgot to phone cuz forgive my neglect but that’s what life does I survive selection, and keep it low-key I despise detection And never mind me if I use deception to improve reflections People use rejection as a lethal weapon but I never sweat them Doin’ better than I ever been, what a lie Gotta fake it til I make it to defy suicide I may run a little late but by the time I arrive I be live tryna vibe juice and Henn on the side If you down to ride then we can grind divide it by two But if you idol minded n***a I don’t mind it that’s you [Hook/Bridge] Cause you don’t know what I been through And you ain’t got to pretend to Cause I got big s**t to tend to so it’s cool Plus I got n***as that been glue For all the s**t that I been through And they ain’t blood but they kin too and that’s, True… Feel like I been running for a minute homey Moving slowly still I out maneuver phonies Used to phone me now they feelin’ stupid lonely Used to blow me then she got useless on me Truces only got beef deuces throw me Used to know me now a n***a use the flow Unusual I’m good to go just thought you should know Shout out to my n***as back at home Keep your head don’t let your mind be gone Keep the faith and do the work push on It won’t be long [Verse 2] Swear to God we blessed though we had better days Put up with the stress though we had better ways Lost self-worth but was newly appraised And fam come first that just how we was raised remember back in the day Situations got complicated we was obligated to defend the kin more than friends If a n***a fell off we hate it but we often stated that when love is real can’t pretend (again) I reminisce on who I been, who I love is you my drug or my cure Goin’ in cause my truth depends upon troops that’s armed to they tooth to fight for what’s poor Never mind the allure, most these n***as want to dis with ease I need distance please, divine sense and a spliff or three and know it all boomerangs if it’s meant for me A lot of days I be feelin’ God sent for me I spit symphonies, orchestrated to the Nth degree I been working it ain’t paid yet, but s**t still makes sense to me so we live Side by side or squared up eye to eye But if you down to ride then we can ride divide it by two And if you idol minded n***a I don’t mind it that’s you [Hook/ Bridge]
6.
Blessed... 03:04
Think I’m addicted to how dope it is to cope again Drowning my hope in gin Scribble to rhythms relentless riddles then riddle them Constantly dodgin’ drama, way too obsessed with commas I plead the fifth then sip the fifth and burn some marijuana I’m just glad I got confidence in my tolerance A lot of common sense and the strength to carry the consequence Upon preponderance my priority was reconnaissance Maintaining consciousness knowing death’s an angel so I repent A lot of n***as done buckled under the pressure Succumb to a new oppressor would rather settle for lesser ties Live in pursuit of the pleasure, try to turn trash into treasure By any means whatsoever just cause we bound to die, I Will proceed to play the protagonist wet my palate in palaces Manifest what the power is please I’m just a man in desperate need to be freed Pickin’ up speed as all my demons impede but they still scheming on me like [Bridge/ Hook] I know you tryna spend the night tonight But I got a fight to fight, with all my might heaven knows that imma be alright I beat the breaks off that b***h on sight these demons schemin’ at night I exorcise them blowing steam on the mic so until they seal me in one grave I survive like I’m unscathed I be lyin’ if I ain’t say one thing I think I feel Blessed Blessed to survive the karma, blessed to believe, blessed to be so much farther, blessed to achieve Blessed if I be the martyr, blessed to reprieve, blessed if I be the martyr, blessed to reprieve Blessed be the holy armor, bless-ed indeed [Verse 2] Know my mama them need them ends clockin’ in 10-10, but I hustle it then I spend (I think I feel) Now I’m watchin’ me juggle struggles again my rebuttal was subtle then now my stride is prideful as sin (Blessed) I believe my curses worsen when I curse I lust for women fame and riches and envied them n***as perks (I think I feel) But G-mo told me G.C. you deserve the Earth I searched my roots and rediscovered my worth But they still schemin’ on me like [Bridge/Hook]
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First thing’s first I must confess when we get back to the crib I’m hoping that we undress (I’d rather just keep it real) (x4) And last not least I must profess, my profession is to please you so let’s coalesce (No pressure girl we can chill) (x4) But if f***in’ is the topic of conversation my obligation Make you explode into new elation for real though (I love her but she ain’t my lover I wanna girl I know you wanna) S**t a** fat let a n***a smack that bent over the Cad-lac tell me how deep do it feel (I’d rather just keep it trill) (x4) Girl what I look like, lettin’ you walk by lookin’ all good and s**t Knowin’ damn well I’m tryna hit yo thick a** legit we might make a jit So what I look like, lettin’ you walk by, lookin’ like the HBIC Yo black a** lookin’ good to me, might make a n***a fall in L-O-V-E Say what it is or what it ain’t gon be before a n***a fall in L-O-V-E (x4) (Before a n***a fall in love, before a n***a fall in love with you) [Verse 2] My mind is racin’ I just need me a taste got me feelin’ feelings I couldn’t replace or mistake (I’d rather just keep it real)(x4) But really though don’t know how much I can take Every minute you missin’ makin’ me ache never fake so it’s real love (I love her but she ain’t my lover I wanna girl I know you wanna) No new seduction needed ( Just know the love conceited I make you feel completed And then we gon repeat it The passion always heated This love can’t be defeated You be the medicine I once was sick but now I’m treated No disrespect you got me breakin’ my neck I get the feelin’ you been feelin’ neglect I’m tryna feel you when wet I take your mind of all your stresses and debt Never hit it quit it and jet if you want it girl you can get I’m all yours Girl I make you feel you good baby, don’t I make you feel good baby? Let me make you feel good baby, Imma make you feel good baby Can I make you feel good baby? Let me make you feel good baby Imma make you feel good baby, let me make you feel…. (Touch me) (Just like that)
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I can’t stay, I won’t go, I can’t leave, I won’t know I gets complicated when your conscious hate it but you’re concentrated on goals Soul confiscated lately I been feelin’ so obligated uncompensated can’t contemplate it Our conversations ain’t consecrated no mo’ Can’t stop, might should, first fell, then stood Sippin’ all this drank blowin’ all this dank make a n***a feel good I think I need to make an exit, never looks fresh when your dressed in desperate Should have had next but you had to hex it, tried to flex it But it breaks when the question begs it I’ve got to best it [Bridge] I think I lost bout half of my mind The other half ain’t even that far behind I think I need to resign Or redesign the way I’m using my time Get on the grind cause dreams are hard to find Following the blind [Hook] I been searchin’ for new meaning I think I’m misunderstood Swervin’ sermons, dodgin’ demons, find my angel, I’ll be good If I die before I make it know I did the best I could And I pray the devil doesn’t but I wish a n***a would I said I wish a n***a would, I swear I wish a n***a would If I die before I make it know I did the best I could And I pray the devil doesn’t but I wish a n***a would [Bridge II] Daily I pray for all my enemies why? Because my biggest competition is I Mirror of lies, I shattered before my eyes Surprised to see my demise but still I expect to rise From spiritual suicide [Verse 2] I can’t stay, must go, I need less, I want more Juggle all this stress been a little depressed but a n***a tryna blow If I digress will I want to die less? Will I be a success if I reap what I sow? Shots to the neck, inhale to the chest, break bread when you blessed all the real n***as know I can’t take it, it’s too much, I gotta take it, it’s not enough I been glutton greedy getting’ made claiming God ain’t got the guts to greet me I’m glad that I got a little grub discretely been thinking deeply Knee deep in beats I might need to beat me Might need a treaty trick me to treat me, they can’t compare to how I compete me Can’t rush perfection, learn life in lessons, best count your blessings then roll (then roll) Curse my complexion, need more direction, gotta fight infection I know Y’all ain’t know enough it’s crazy, goddamn you ain’t even got to pay me I am who I am so accolade me, no mask so the snakes can’t masquerade me I feel they hate me [Bridge 3] But still they show me love just because If a n***a happen to blow it’s plus, they on the cusp No longer searchin’ for friends but always I’m seeking trust No matter what it’s either love or it’s lust… Pray for me [Hook]
9.
Know Enough 03:26
(Y'all n***as don't know enough) Verse 1: Day been long, but the nights be longer Faith grows weak But the liq get stronger I can't tell what's wrong (What's wrong?) I think I need confirmation (yea) I think I need conversation (yea) I think I need consultation (yea) Or maybe some kind of compilation to convince me that calms awaitin' if I'm patient But I be feelin' like a patient with an IV and medical interns adjacent I need a little space ventilation A time and place to embrace jubilation A sign and a mind to erase degradation A path and a rhyme to escape domination I need a vacation (I guess I gotta get it on my own I guess I'll see y'all n***as later) But I never take breaks cause I feel like time wastin' pacin' Still tryna figure what I'm facin' bracin' Borderline broke but I'm paper chasin' I got blood that's in need of me I got n***as that'll bleed for me I got a gun in the crib with a bullet in the clip put a hole in your life if you beef with me I need peace I be Livin in a rush running out of time real n***as tryna shine 'fore I flatline Gotta believe in me, gotta receive to be, gotta be free to see, God is conceived to be we Who combat the demons with a pact to impact with reason and a knack to extract the treason Before it gets better it may get a little worse would have never thought it hurts to be herculean ((I guess I gotta get it on my own I guess I see y'all niggas later on They only love you when they think you on I guess I'll see y'all n***as later)) Verse 2: So far gone, unsure if I can recover Been away from home so long Mama don't think I love her But that's not the case I just got a tough task to face Cause I'm living in a world where they kill colored kids for kicks and then claim we the basket case So I apologize for all the lies All the missed calls and lack of tries know I'm good man still alive and I'm bound to blow if my soul survive so we live (we live) Hydro to ease my mind until I cease my time or seize what's mine I been blessed just a little bit of stress with dreams gotta find a better way that we can stretch the green so we grind til we get a lot of better things Dopest combo since meth and amphetamines I meant I mean I seen the dream and God's graces still yet to face my innate impatience still seek the meaning in pops quotations pop the lock and drop at a safe location cop the crop and clock into new elation stop the cops with glocks from exterminatin' my blood (They only love you when they think you on, I guess I see y'all n***as later)
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Holla At Ya 04:47
Verse 1: Excuse me can I holla at ya? I been doin' a lot of thinkin' and I thought about ya... I Don't mean to intrude or come off as rude but I just noticed your mood it says a lot about ya It tells the whole world you been a grown girl since grade school Mama raised you to be a rebel since age two love estranged you when daddy chose to betray you Leavin you and your mama to play cool look, I understand why you ain't trustin no man When every time you try to love it seems to get out of hand You pledge allegiance to your grievances and still reprimand You try to pray that God will make a way with strategic plans look, Melanin misses life vicious and that's a fact uncalculated capricious suspicious most of these cats They fabricate the fictitious meticulous with the mack But as long as you ambitious they can't never hold you back imagine that Bridge/ Hook Lord knows that your soul searchin' Lord knows that your soul hurtin' Lord knows the enemy known to throw a couple blocks in the road to keep you swervin' and uncertain Heaven knows what you need take a break from all that bullshit they feed take a look at what you been through and see you'd agree that this system ain't envision not a you or a me take a minute to replenish shawty breathe, please let me Holla At Ya Tree on me that's on G Let me Holla At Ya You bottled up I got the bottle you need, true indeed let me Holla At Ya What it is, what it do, what it be, baby please let me Holla At Ya (Shawty let Holla At Ya) Verse 2: Excuse me can I holla at ya? I been doing a lot of thinking and I thought about ya... I Don't mean to interrupt so abrupt look like you bout to erupt I'd like to talk it out ya Feel like the whole world labeled you cold growing against you Done convinced you that you'd be sentenced intense too Ever since you discovered the distance meant to Make you feel like you further from they truth look I understand you make mistakes as a man Nobody perfect plus your purpose is to learn understand How they perceive us and decieve us then they earn from they plan They want to own us not condone we comprehend and command look Since you my n***a I give you nothing but facts too many of us in prison or end up dead over scraps We owe our women more love just cause our mamas is black Cause everybody else who take it hesitant to give it back and that's that Bridge/Hook (N***a let me Holla At Ya) Excuse me can I holla at ya? You been doin' so much that thinkin' you ain't thought about ya... I Can easily see that you disagree and you won't take it from me but you forgot about ya You showed the whole world you in control when little they know everyday you belittle the mirror your biggest foe Constantly tryna figure when them figures finna roll Probably feel the feeling that you couldn't feel the roll but you should know Bridge/ Hook Change the way you see things, the things you see will change Ain't it strange So I hope y'all don't mind if I modify my mind to fly Stay vibin, stay high

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Conversations With Contemplation is the first solo EP by recording artist San Alexander. The project revolves around the concept of deep thought as one moves through a day or a moment. A journey from shaken with uncertainty through rage, lust, and love to finally find time to talk sense to self.

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released November 14, 2017

Producers: WonderLust Beats, BeatsinmyBackPack, Mj Nichols, Donato
Written, Performed,Recorded, Composed, Mixed, Mastered By: San Alexander

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Born in Tacoma, WA, San Alexander is a Hip-Hop recording artist and poet residing in Central Florida. His style consists of fast-paced, high energy delivery of complex rhyme schemes and intricate lyricism over hard-hitting, soul pulsating beats and melodies. San is a constantly evolving artist who continues to push the limits of lyrical creativity with smooth vibes and a hype southern bounce. ... more

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