FROM SOUTH CENTRAL 2 THE WORLD, by Def Sound (original) (raw)

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| | 1. | DEDICATION 03:34 | lyrics | | | 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| ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- | ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ | | This is for the forgotten This is for the remembered The children looking for freedom that found themselves in the music And freed themselves in a lyric to find themselves in the mirror This is for all the homies missing all of they homies Who say it out in open and holding em whole heartdly Speaking it from the artery Speaking in front of audience Did it with no facade in this Did it with no applaud in this Did it with all my heart in this did it when they was shook Who did it when no one looked Who did it for all of us Who did it when dreams was crushed When Giving wasn’t a given Especially with our women they need to know they enough This is for the single mothers with multiples hustles This is for the depressed kids that cry in puddles This is for the hopeful This is for the uncles This is for the homies knowing they gifted and humble This is for the poets This is really for me From river to the sea, know you will get free the first in they fam tree bringing home degree The joy of a full fridge off of that EBT The meek and the loud The then and the now Survived and the drowned The nights on the couch (the) duets with doubt (For) James Baldwin’s smile The Black women that Black men won’t write about I’m doing it for is for the brujas Doing it for the dula’s abulitas hand making and serving all they Papuas Never spitting basura Want the smoke like a hooka really about they cultures brewing they own kombuchas For every one of the barbers fading sculpt you up All the really strong friends really holding you up All of your dearest dreamers lived and never woke up The aunties pulling up for you always there in the clutch This for my mother who really taught me to read This for the shaman who really taught me to breath my brother living his truth and went after his dreams Dedicated to Brandon call me back my g This is for the Black folks This is for the fat folks This is for the real hood This for the Virgos This is for the Leos This is for my people getting it out the mud Doing more than they should Doing it cuz you have to Living Misunderstood All the things that we laugh through (Even if you reject me) see you as one of us This is for the pandemic babies And the therapists Gangbangers Looking for exits and some advocates The challenges you couldn’t calculate on a abacus that cultivate and activate the balances and calluses The lovers the wanderers The wonderful The Trans folks The elders The living the witness This for the preachers who need to dig deep and ask for forgiveness This is for the folks that’s locked up and in prison the unafraid to be wrong really ready to listen The Unafraid and just strong living loud on mission The underpaid and keep on Till all the fear dissolved I’m really bearing my soul Really isn’t just song It’s Embedded in the heritage Some Narratives inherited No one ever dies but are you pre pared for it ? Where you heart? Are you aware of it ? What is success if you ain’t sharing it? We do it the quiet kids with stories to tell The big sisters who bear witness and hardly are held The weight lifters the shape shifters Who ain’t with us Word workers that paint pictures that stay with us | | | | | | 2. | WELCOME 2 LA feat. Annabelle Freedman + John Murillo III 05:08 | lyrics | buy track | | Hook Welcome 2 LA Welcome 2 LA LA LA Welcome 2 LA LAAAAAA x2 [Def Verse 1]: Aye To live and thrive in LA We 5 ppl a day We 5 minutes away We doing it big in 5 different miniature ways We missing you Nip This marathon isn’t a race Aye Touching base with the homies, I’m doing it for the doers I’m doing it for the dreamers The gentrified and immigrant ancestors and dulas The word workers and healers I see us all in the mirror Before rodeo was Obama My Mornings Became Eclectic Spitting it like a Llama A legend right off of Western From South Central 2 The World South Central 2 The whole wide world South Central 2 The World From South Central 2 The World x2 South Central 2 the.... [HOOK] [Def Verse 2]: Aye I be really from here If you stayed in Hollywood then you ain’t really come here Bruh you can’t say you love here Uh Unless you know somebody From here It’s in Everything that I’ve done The everything that I am And every song that I’ve sung And Everything I’ve become On everything that I love On everything [John Murillo III Poem] If you hear the portamento whine spill and slide behind bombastic rhymes, you’re here, where we bounce and walk to booming riot drums, marching police boots, and thumb- thumping p-funk bass-lines. It’s our groove in good and bad times, the line on the corona of our singular sunshine, the sol of our souls and the soles of our shoes tracing and erasing sets atop the palm frond shadows on busted concrete or, you know, just walking our walk. Not for lack of trying, the sunshine baked into our Black skin can’t be gentrified away; and, no, and not for lack of trying, the dootdootdootdoots, batons, and military grade boots can’t jettison the suns from we, angelic daughters and sons and otherwise-identified denizens of hot and hallowed streets. This is the golden spacetime we built and build and will build with hands differently stained by sunlight, and we are stained glass windows, amalgamated conduits refracting the timeless blessing of the sol soul star smiling through us. If you look, really look, squint your eyes and screw your face and look, feel the singular heat on your flesh and breeze ‘cross your chest and distant ocean in your nostrils and look, you might see the vexy angels we are, the deep and untimely beings we be, and the light of the impossible stories we bleed, and sweat, and cultivate, cook, conjure, and write, and die, and live: all that we are is where and when you’ve arrived. So when you step into the sunshine, stop, feel, breathe, look, and listen, before you slide and glide into the kingdom. Feel the heat. Hear the rhymes. See life, see our lives. What more can I say? Welcome to LA. -Dr. John Murillo III | | | | | | 3. | CHILD OF THE CITY feat. aja monet, Shad, Jack Davey 07:39 | lyrics | | | [Def Verse 1] Hmm humming on a homonym Sketching out a hieroglyph Do it for my momma dem Really ain’t a monolith Modeled that without a project or a runway Holla back my culture isn’t for no cosplay Black as a thought Black as my conscience Black as a panther Black as answer Black to the question Back to the answer Back to the truth Black as the cosmos Black as some gospel Black as the blues Runnin tings really bout my cardio Hoodie on cooking up that goodie mob Soul food Skin tone cardamon Like a playlist I really put my city on This land is tongva How do I honor? I am a vessel Care is a muscle How do I honor? All that’s before me All that is after That’s all that I’m after Opening book closing a chapter Hook: Child of the city Brought my ancestors with me X2 Child of the city shining brighter than the sunlight Child of the city shining shining in the sunlight We sun like We sunlight Child of the city Shad Verse: You think the sun’s bright?! Watch I make their day Til it become night Black was the SOURCE Before Nas had even One Mic Back in Rwanda We have “kwivuga”, that’s bragging Ancient tradition Of spitting poetry and swagging Toasting and boasting Several centuries before we crossed the ocean… No surprise I’s chosen to be a spokesman In my jr high days Of tearaways and tears I prayed “Holy Ghost, please scare away the fear” ...around my loving a barricade appeared And a sword through the thick prepared the way to here Though he never made it clear I serenaded peers And penetrated ears And dedicated years To be honest, can’t tell if I’m honest Wrote a song called “Compromise” Looking back on it, it contained a PROMISE In the end It’s already accomplished It’s not an end point— The point was always the progress, Child… [HOOK] [ Ms. Jck Dvy verse] Guess who? Go head and take that up with God when you got it hard Everybodies got their own pain drop your guard Are you in the world or of it beloved? Come see come saw As below I’m so above it I’m covered by the divine design so nevermind what it was if it doesn’t align at given time I’m living breathing ever evolving dream actualized Fuck waiting for it I’m getting mine its super sized Right now, no hand out, that blueprint entrenched in my steps so I never have to stress whats next I’m Black yes, but my subtext runs deep Complete with an inner drum like heartbeat you could never compete Cuz my cause affects the truth you hold self-evident Let go of my Eggo I been Pop Tartin’ ever since My recent trend when its time to count my dividends I’m adding up collective wins to share with my people dem HOOK [aja monet poem]: I came from tomorrow and I am on my way to yesterday I am always crying when no one sees me So I smile suddenly I feel forever And only now the knowing caresses my body certain All uncertainty is a window into what must be embraced Evening memories verses Rise from the promise written in honor of beloved worlds A night squarding loneliness Let the dream sing Marooned in the wind beyond pain Possible is a country that harvests the infinite The drum is a shore of home A heart of and braves and births The only path to God which is love is within What are we afraid to feel? Who are we afraid to be that may liberate us from how we see each other? Help me see what I ought to be And be what I ought to see Unafraid to choose joy Death and life is in the power of the tongue // Def Portals verse: I been slept on passed on even felt see through then I stopped trying 2 do good things with bad ppl the squad no gods no masters we all equals constant consuming what does your feed feed you? Then I was like nah There isn’t no bad ppl Theres just ppl that break their word Ppl that break your heart Ppl that saying they help Ppl funding your art Ppl saying they friends Becoming a loan shark This the coming of age part This home training. This is the home growing the this is the home making This is the home going Sitting At home naked homemade hope held in a lovers arms This is a hot tea Spilling it while it’s warm I hope that you find peace Hope that you find your calling Letting go of yo greed Writing this tears are falling No one can sign me I am just fine breathe (I collect all and I save x 3) I seen Saul williams at Swinger around 2ish thanked him for opening doors for my music he said “the doors been always been open you gotta walk through it..” paying it forward holding the door open for others playing this forwards backwards and on repeat find your door then you that you’re thee key the door is turning seeing into saying beloved Its seeing into saying I’m turning brutally covered pain into beautifully colored paint brutally covered pain into beautifully colored paint brutally covered pain into beautifully colored paint. | | | | | | 4. | SUMMA SCHOOL 01:58 | lyrics | | | Summa School lyrics (Adlibs of Def having fun) (Verse 1): Summa School Summa School Time to drop some heat now aye Cooking up going stupid in the stu gourmet Getting silly w/ a syllabus the streets can't wait Westside Ty my n*gg* thats gang Southside Mike my n*gg* that's gang Bae Bae, gotta show love Hood Rave Slide up in the place and they like Hooray (aye) Summa every day Summa everything Summa everywhere Looking up in the mirror I don't politic But a n*gg* is mayor Never wore a jersey but a n*gg* is a player Child of wind, look at my hair Known everywhere, presence is rare I'm hella bus,y current affairs I'm on my grizzly I'm like bear (GRRRRR) Bands like a drum lines uh Look how I run my uh I brought the sun like uh uh Rep when I'm from like uh LA LA Y'all ain't never Ready All of my homies hella wholesome getting money very paid Love my n*gg*s love I love my side I missed my people I'm back outside What is thee addy I'm finna slide Plus 1 , came with the vibe Love to my essay's Bout to home and then write on an essay This was the best day I think that I lost count of my bless ayessss Hook: Summa every day Summa everything Summa everywhere Looking up in the mirror x 2 | | | | | | 5. | TIMES feat. NYALLAH + Quelle Chris 03:56 | lyrics | buy track | | Def verse: I was tapping in with the pain I was rapping it To the rhythm of rain sitting and hitting the wood of the window pane I was doing my little thangs It was pictures before a frame I was Frankie outside the Maze Got tired of admiring Got up out those trenches really started firing Product of (my) environments Really bout my business in the booth with a brief case Forward moving is whatever way that my feet face Got a sweet tooth victory sweet taste Nip say its marathon bb just keep pace Channeling when Think my lines And ya’ll give it up for The Stage cuz it saved my life I know I feel a record when my face ain’t dry I Know what it’s giving when I take my time Vroom vroom I’m reving I’m not reverend I’m reverent I’m Decadent with these messages In service with all to my gift Lightfoot with the assist My everything’s what I give Kindness a different strength Nyallah that be my sib we running a different script We running it’s not a sprit We living this while they dreamt There’s a lot of songs but we missing the music A calling is not a job my boy we gets to do this! I really ain’t confused with non of this sh*t now I’m really focus and burning this sh*t down [Nyallah Hook]: I trust my process, ain’t worry bout what I had The fruits of my labor are within my grasp And I’ve been thankful that Lately, I ain’t chasing my day dreams Cuz you don’t waste no time when you’re aligned Quelle Chris Verse: I’m too old to be jumping fences This yard get hard to clip But I keep on keeping on Sh*t my families proud Cant no one come me now I traveled the world untouched outside TSA patting down Used to be outside the clubs acting up I’m just lamping now My cribs like a manision now Its rented but sh*t, I’m blessed to be up in this B8tch anyhow These boots done seen many miles Some folks even told me my words the reason they living still How real is that kind of power? My watch said its witching hour My n*ggas making most of they figures off TWITCH accounts This sh*ts hard to figure out Hitched to the game like I’m roadside with my finger out Its hard to complain we go through the same but in different styles The recipe is really sweet with a pinch of sour The mezzanine is higher than the low but still more to climb I’m still gon cop my forest green jeep vintage Eddie Bauer They say if you can see it you can be it keep that in mind Keep that in mind Hook/Outro | | | | | | 6. | EVERY TRUTH IS A DARE 03:06 | lyrics | | | My first memory when a teacher said I couldn’t be I was 6 years old with the missing teeth In a chair swinging feet Future looking memphis bleek Eye glistening Pretend I wasn’t Listening parent teacher conferences messing w/ my confidence Trauma Weighed on me heavy as a continent damn momma called her job and quit Home school’ed got it out the swamp with it Dancing w/ the consonants Taught me to read taught me to breathe Sacrifice I never could see Momma was a virgo too When they put me down I saw it it hurt her too I have no idea where you patience In my spirits basement I think about it as the days went Fast forward El Camino I dropped out Couldn’t see a class that reflected me opt out Words was a sweaters World colder than Moscow Wheres opportunity? I guess that he Knocked out High school in Compton Life was Lifing Jobs was jobbing I needed the time Low on options I needed the time outside out the grind I needed the time to really unlearn I needed the time to stick to my word I needed the time to just search I needed to trust I knew who I was I knew that they lied I needed the time Tired of crumbs I needed the time To know where I’m from I needed the time To sit with my patience I needed the time Nothing was wasted I needed the time I needed the time Tried writing it as clear as I could be (but) Some details are really just for me UCI opened up a whole another chapter Living off the FASFA Getting into nuance reading Henry Dumas Became an art dula stretching my beliefs I was still school ya they was asking me 2 teach CalArts Stanford destiny in reach Passion aggressive Now a professor All 4 reason nothing separate THE TRUTH IS A DARE I DARE YOU TO TELL IT I been so many ppl for so many ppl But I did this for me tho But Did this for myself made my lineage proud When you sing me make sure you screaming it loud | | | | | | 7. | WESTSIDE 03:12 | lyrics | buy track | | Hook: Westside We are going westside West west west west westside Westside we are going westside Coming from the south on the westside x2 Verse1: Some conversations be difficult Some confrontations be spiritual Calling in from the avenue Talking to all my brothers Who get defensive and feel accused Couldn't be me I was more of a feminist Wasn't beating on women (also) Wasn't condemning it Complicit w/ every homie I kick it w/ Thinking how I didn't participate but I didn't dip Integrity means not being split at your soul's seams Programming be so deep Let go of them old tings Screaming for Revolution but Loyal to patriarchy then none of us get free Are you healing your harm Or just worried about being canceled? Leading it by examples hoping that this gets sampled And you pass it on to the homies That pass it on to the homies That pass it on to the.. Pre chorus: Coming from the south-central Imma take it west side Imma take it west Westside I'm take it weeeest Coming from the south to the westside Imma take it west tttt We are going west Imma take it west HOOK Verse 2: My ambitions as a writer grew up hand on the Bible Told my dad I ain't a preacher Nah But I wrote my own gospel ayeeee Letting go of the toxic Letting go of denial Trauma was hand me down Healing it in the now Know that I got some faith in you Know that this generational Luggage that we unpackin compassionate as we practice bells hooks on the daily chapters Doing the daily work no audience out here clapping I believe in my brothers I hope that I pushed a button Hope that it push you forward Hope that it push yo comfort Aren't you done w/ the same? Aren't you done w/ the shame? Recycling all the pain, don't you know that you brave? We need you this thing is urgent We need you to grow the courage And practice change like an instrument Hope this moment is medicine West | | | | | | 8. | S4TRN (Searching 4 The Right Note) 02:54 | lyrics | | | Progressing in all directions (Ron Carter) Searching for the right note Probing for a new prose Remembering the most with my eyes close Entering the 6th dimension past life Living privy as a premonition Arrive like Hi, I’m here for the abolition An abandoned night club just looking for its freedom right clicking on conversations swinging on the phrases our mouths can’t seem get down from Found God in a round drum Hunger as a guidence bringing me to jungle gyming all these meanings Hot takes not worth repeating You ain’t read the terms & conditions have you? Edmonia Lewis in a world full of statues The underground The connection The come through If you know you know Past curfew Communion of comrades in a circle Topics passed around like J’s Spirits at play You know just ease watching laughter drowned out by the clattering of the gems dropping It’s the clatter of the gems dropping It’s the clatter of the gems dropping It’s the clatter Basslines louder than the wall paper The hypnotic hypnotism Silk the Charka red cup alters I love your saunter Somebody momma house on Somebody momma couch Memories cascade it’s That first embrace without knowing your name The lack of vegan options don’t trip I’ll bring those, I’ll bring those, don’t trip More emotions than emoji’s for what I miss More emotions than emoji’s for what I miss I found freedom in the breaking Purpose in the poppin The future a radical longing , a forward moving the doing the elsewhere the stillness I found that comfort is the compass that will get lost comfort is the compass that will get lost comfort is the compass that will get lost comfort is the compass that will get lost Yo I found where I was hiding Now here No where I’m as sentitive as time is I wish these were just sentences I’m rhyming This is linguistics inventiveness With timing The intuition of children The memorization of the choreography of stillness Nikky Finney said repetition is holy Nikky Finney said repetition is holy repetition be holy And Courage can be a daughter's name Insisting on beauty in this modern day Don’t be pairing with these parodies A face riddled w/ sincerity I’m on FaceTime w/ clarity , with vibrancy only eye see In the mirror looking at miles of me How many of your possessions own you? Loosening my grip as I hold truth Who’s the whole you? Don’t let this breaking breakthrough break you Aye I am One with the groove me and the blues One with the groove just me and this blues | | | | | | 9. | CALM AS THE NIGHTS SKY 03:28 | info | | | | 10. | I BEEN 04:12 | lyrics | buy track | | I've been everywhere I’ve at been home I’ve been scattered I been looking in mirrors And Now I I know I’m the answer I been reading in classes I been out here living brand new chapters I been living in living rooms I’ve been invisible I’ve been seen I’ve been def And sometimes I’ve even been listened too I been Letting go of where my letters go making moments more collectible I been waaaaaaay less accessible I been I been working on my chair pose I been speaking in moor codes I been finding Lies in they libraries Reparations is still owed And I’ve been letting my blessings in I’ve been 12th And Jefferson I been Inglewood, Pomona and Slauson, I been Crenshaw South Central, and Compton I been gang affiliated and conscious In my reality Banging was never an option But Those was my references And Those where my settings is I been in all of these places of reverence I been And my life is just living evidence I been Chi town south side everywhere my mother was watered I been wanting to go to Panama And thats the soil of my father I been knowing it’s such a dirty game I can’t promise I ain’t coming out spotless I know all of they gossip I’ve been in relationships and most of em toxic To thee point where you couldn’t wash off the toxins I been thirsty I’ve been water I’ve been plant based my whole life And they finally dropped a vegan a** whopper I been I been at war w/ my demons I got New greys every day I see my Stress been increasing I been stuck on the deep end I been joining book club’s Noname got ya boy reading I been unlearning I been Searching I’ve been flexin I’ve been flexible I been taking hella days to reply to text from you I’m sorry I been honest I’ve had my heart broken like promise I been decolonizing my closet I been intentional w/ my dollars I been I been learning boundaries I been done w/ jobs payin hourly I been thinking a lot more while I’m showering I been putting my 10, 000 hours in I been thinking bout ownership I been thinking bout about how nah I don’t really want the sh*t I’ve been thinking about meaning I been thinking bout us I’ve been thinking bout freedom I’ve been thinking about loyalty I Been loving more openly I been collecting more royalties I Been flourishing whether or not you notice me I’ve been doing more paperwork Ya know signing more signatures I been seeing how people work I been seeing my people hurt I been I been everywhere been everywhere I been doing hella things Repressing hella sh*t I been privileged I’ve been generous I been dodging hella sentences I been running hella streets And hella business I been wearing everyone’s version of what they vision is and it doesn’t fit and it doesn’t fit I been outside of your algorithm I been deconstructing the whole system I dunk on em I don’t diss em I been So different my soul different So different my soles different I been So different my souls different I BEEN | | | | | | 11. | SPIRIT TALK feat. Saul Williams & MoM 04:33 | lyrics | buy track | | Mom intro Saul Williams: The mantle on the ocean's floor is formed by multiple variants of life to swim is not to se(a)e wave form in motion we form at beach of the ocean foot prints on coastland mountains are floatin they think that they own land space is our homeland Chromosome bone bred Black rock and roll band soul less and frozen ace in the o zone taseless unchosen sturdy we posing! we footloose the stars have their purpose.... Def Verse: In the studio getting studious Exuberant as a student is ScHoolboy found a groove to this My arugula on Mathusala Free Palestine and Jerusalem I just be noodling Imbued a myth Stayed ancient while new to them Stayed patient and grew a gift Stayed gracious out the way let my spirit spit Tapped in beyond my black skin No accidents that we past them Land back baskin no matrix that we trapped in Trap house nigga back house nigga pull yo math out nigga Problem solved So Erykah how I’m on & on I’m a poet and an ambiance ain’t it obvious? On my square like Mondrian Aye def go off Soul loss isn’t a low cost Full picture with no crop First name basis how know loss Working on my patience like a triage Co create with my co opt Sonically I Collage And I don’t even glue it It’s done, I don’t do it I’m conduit Go dumb cp-creator congruent Stay student stayed open obedient to the all knowing I even don’t where the calls going But they stay answered Moon cancer Next chapter Do it for my ppl Hoping everything go easeful can’t be a GOAT when rapping like sheep do Black scientists forever coding Mind is always combing Hope forever scrolling New selves forever Honing No self could ever know me My soul is always loading My spirits forever roaming at edges of the knowing At the bottom of the ocean The mandala at the bottom of the ocean I know it spirit talk spirit talk in the mirror Got my mother's smile Mother's style Her look was how thunder sounds Friday night sun was down No matter where we was Prayers was up I am my mother's love All things awesome. Mom: From South Central 2 The World | | | | | | 12. | TIMES [Swarvy Blend] (BONUS Bandcamp Exclusive) 03:56 | lyrics | buy track | | Mom Intro Saul Williams: Def Verse: In the studio getting studious Exuberant as a student is Schoolboy found a groove to this My arugula on Mathusala Free Palestine and Jerusalem I just be noodling Imbued a myth Stayed ancient while new to them Stayed patient and grew a gift Stayed gracious out the way let my spirit spit Tapped in beyond my black skin No accident that we past them Land back Baskin no matrix that we trapped in Trap house nigga back house nigga pull yo math out nigga Problem solved So Erykah how I’m on & on I’m a poet and an ambiance ain’t it obvious On my square like Mondrian Aye def go off Soul loss isn’t a low cost Full picture with no crop First name basis how know loss Working on my patience like a triage Co create with my co opt Sonically I Collage I don’t even glue it It’s done I don’t do it I’m Conduit Go dumb Co creator congruent Stay student Im open obedient to the all knowing I even don’t where the calls going But they stay answered Moon cancer Next chapter Do it for my ppl Hoping everything go easeful can’t be a GOAT when rapping like sheep do Black scientists forever coding Mind is always combing Hope forever scrolling New selves forever Honing No self could ever know me My soul is always loading My spirits forever roaming at edges of the knowing At the bottom of the ocean The mandala at the bottom of the ocean I know it spirit talk spirit talk in the mirror Got my mother smile Mother style Her look was how thunder sounds Friday night sun was down No matter where we was Prayers was up I am mother love All things awesome. Mom: From South Central 2 The World | | | |

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This is a prayer, disguised as an album about where I'm from addressed to where I'm going.

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released August 23, 2024

01. Dedication
Song Produced by Lightfoot w/ Co- Production by Annabelle Freedman
Written by Emmanuel "Def Sound" Ricketts
String composition written by Annabelle Maginnis
Additional vocals by Annabelle Maginnis
Strings played by Caitlin Edwards
Mixed by Brandon Kilgour
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

02. Welcome 2 LA feat. Annabelle Freedman & Dr. John Murillo III
Song Produced by Def Sound
Written by Emmanuel "Def Sound" Ricketts, Annabelle Freedman and John Murillo III
Artwork by Ema Reis da Cunha
Original photo by Daniel N. Johnson
Song Produced by Def Sound
Keys by Smiles High
Bass & backing Vocals by Zhao
Drums by Arthur Johnson aka Arty J
Strings by Annabelle Freedman & Allie Stamler
Mixed by Dave Weingarten
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

03. Child of The City feat. Shad, Jack Davey and aja monet
Written by Emmanuel "Def Sound" Ricketts, Shadrach Kabango, Briana Cartwright, and aja monet bacquie.
Song Produced by Neon Phoenix with Additional production by Def Sound.
Drums by Arthur Johnson aka Arty J
Flute by Flute Bae aka April Fool Child
Mixed by Dave Weingarten
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

04. Summa School
Prod. by Zhao & Def Sound
Written & performed by Emmanuel Ricketts
Produced by Zhao & Def Sound
Additional vocals by Annabelle Freedman
Mixed Brandon Kilgour
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

05. Times feat. NYALLAH & Quelle Chris
Song Produced by Lightfoot
Written by Emmanuel "Def Sound" Ricketts, Nyallah Noah and Gavin Christopher Tennille
Bass & Subwork by Neon Phoenix
Mixed by Brandon Kilgour
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

06. Every Truth Is A Dare
Song Produced by Illingsworth & Def Sound
Written by Emmanuel “Def Sound” Ricketts
Live Bass by Neon Phoenix and Hunter Craig
Outro Keys by Smiles High
Mixed by Edwin Liddie
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

07. Westside
Song Produced by Lightfoot
Written by Emmanuel "Def Sound" Ricketts
Additional Vocals by Jackson Sotu
Mixed by Brandon Kilgour
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

08. S4TRN
(Searching 4 The Right Note)
Song Produced by Zhao
Written by Emmanuel “Def Sound” Ricketts
Mixed by Kenny Zhao
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

09. Calm As The Night Sky
Song Produced by Lightfoot
Written by Emmanuel "Def Sound" Ricketts
Mixed by Lightfoot
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

10. I BEEN
Song Produced by Zhao
Written by Emmanuel “Def Sound” Ricketts
Mixed by Kenny Zhao
Mastered by Kelly Hibbert

11. Spirit Talk feat. Saul Williams
Produced by Def Sound, Jace Holmes, Arthur Johnson
Written by Emmanuel Ricketts & Saul Williams
Piano & Sub bass by Jace Holmes
Drums by Arthur Johnson
Trumpet by Brandon Samuels
Strings by Eyvind Kang
Vocal Tracking & Engineering Dave Weingarten
Mixed & Mastered by Brandon Kilgour

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