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fka Reggie

by Lewis M.

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    releases March 22, 2024

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    This classy and dope snapback proclaims what we already know... That Lewis Morris iz indeed tha illest. Hat is made to order. Will usually ship within 5-7 business days.

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1.
Ego Birth (feat. Cliff Notez)
2.
Expiration Date
3.
VERSE 1 (Lewis) Uhhh Van Gogh Masterpiece Or at least Luther Vandross Classy like gouda and toast The shooter's aim's precise Flow is too nice Can't book me Cuz ya boy keeps raising the price The market demands it Inflation... Ascension... Nothing but anthems. Spittin that canon Typa music they're debating on a college campus There's only one motive And, that's to make dope shit When the bass hits, I need to feel it in my chest It gotta rattle my ribcage and shake whatever's left of my soul that I haven't sold to my student loans Couple grand in the hole Still ain't stopping my flow I'm relentless Remember how they tried to prevent this Thick fog of gravity to halt my ascension Push past the molasses I'm here to make classics Sped through the wonder years Met the world, now I'm Savage Let it bang CHORUS X2 (Haasan) Let it bang Let it bang When you got the sauce They try to treat you like a stain Let it bang Let it bang Big gold Diamond Dallas Dancing on my chain VERSE 2 (Jesse) Like a poster waiting under the rim Tree and Lewis motherfucker Yes we at it again (again) Operation thru the static and wind Blaze the cannabis till animus sinks Canon is sick Damn Almighty cheap coffee while I body joints Garden of blood sweat and tears like a Tommy point Here's Johnny Appleseed peering thru the door Palm around a hatchet and a gut full of rappers souls ...Damn So it goes Prose translates to a lob on the pick and roll Head trips Metrics of sorrow Ball when I rap Cedric Ceballos Beyond cold Flow skull and the crossbones From the anchor where the whole road's potholes Your fan base is the number letter bots bro We on top on some double headed honcho BRIDGE X2 (Lewis) I don't want nothin To do with it If it don't move me Bass knocking Until I'm woozy Didn't choose me Showed up at the door They can't refuse me Handcuff myself To this game Tree and Lew See CHORUS X2 (Haasan)
4.
No Umbrellas (feat. Maryann Murray)
5.
VERSE ONE Nah… Y’all cats don’t get the vision. Wrong lenses, no sense of mission. Busy tossing stacks into a well. Niggas wishing. This rap shit saved a nigga’s life when he was itching to grab on a belt, hang it high from the ceiling. Gang Starr was the first joint to aid in the healing. Now I am on a path to make the kind of songs that helps young niggas feel a little less alone. If you ain’t tryna touch anyone, what’s the point? That’s priority uno when I’m making my joints. Let the kick drums anoint. Still chasing that dragon of the first time I heard “Moment of Truth”. So, imagine… It’s 12 year old Lewis with a Gamecube controller. Dave Mirra BMX 2. Guru’s voice takes over. First time I felt a song talking to ya boy. So, right then and there, I made a choice to bring the mothafuckin noise. HOOK (2x) Y’all cats don’t get the vision. Ain’t just beats and rhymes I’m tryna chip in. Tryna be what saved me for anyone that listens. Let the beat of my metronome guide my ambition. NAH…. VERSE TWO They say it’s lonely at the top, but I’ve never been. Type of shit some niggas say when they never win. Born at the bottom, and ya boy’s been climbing ever since. Been here so long, my ancestor’s fossils demanding rent. Got me reminiscing about fictional accolades… and think why I ain’t resort to the “click-clack” and “SPRAY”... I can’t really call it. Maybe it’s depression or existential exhaustion where even waking up feels like stepping into a coffin. Crooked busted buck teeth niggas ain’t ‘posed to fuckin smile. Mean mugs are what’s on the menu normally. Gutter child raised in the slums, so whatever roasts you throw at me, I promise that I’m numb. You can’t say shit meaner than what I’ve thought about myself. So, perhaps… ya boy’s destined to go from rags to slightly better rags. I ain’t willing to suck up to crackers to secure the bag. Maybe the basement ain’t so bad. Maybe I’ll make friends with the rats. They get me. But nah…. CHORUS (2x)
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VERSE 1 (Myles) I like to walk as slowly as possible Eat pomegranates with a spoon See dying everyday as optional What am I living to do I'm a needy ghost I need a decent dose Being seen exposed Peep the recent post  Another awkward pose  Indeed feed the folks I took the Concord coach  So I could see the show Eye on the mountain  That I'm climbing  Eye on the ocean The tides rising Till I'm 86'd I am fine dining Hand speaking  I'm signing  I will die rhyming VERSE 2 (ToadStool) Tryna find a way to find way out Rhymin since the days I was playground bound, I'm raised now Not too concerned with ya two cents Fuchsia swirls on the Stool's blend Suture nerves till my cruel end  The way I move pens like Spilt milk Buried alive Snakes in the line of sight like Kill Bill Fury entwined, Further the rhyme with that ill will Surgical lines for purging they spines Emerging with a purpose to find Searching for words to lurch In shadows when the earth will decline Certainly further demise But it's murky in the works of my mind It murders me to think this certain search Of person defines My own purpose to climb  Straight up outta the hole Been about in the fold Ya clout is worth the same amount As those mountains of coal I feel the weight of the world Acting like Atlas's clone Back bone snapping tryna Capture the hope CHORUS X2 (ToadStool & Lewis And we ain't never seen the same sights Hoping for a copasetic moment On the this late night Right Wander heaven with my eyes closed Tryna see it inside of myself And break the spiral VERSE 3 (Lewis) Parabellum when I spit Letters written while at war Keep my focus on the art Let the robots keep the score Nothing changed but the weight Rusty boxcutter raps Got the Snopes on the ready Niggas never utter facts Alarm set for 6 Don't wake until it's 10 Early bird gets the warm Late bloomers get the win I don't give a flying fuck Bout what the radio airs I only make the shit That I wanna hear Yeah Real G's move in silence Prolly explains why  There ain't shit about me quiet Oh yeah There no denying That I am pariah in some circles I'm fine with that They talk shit behind my back And then claim they bump my tracks When its face to face Used to beg for validation Nigga bought an MPC For the clout, and now it's waiting In the closet while collecting dust I promise It takes all of my arm strength Not to deck niggas Calling my music content Fuck the nonsense CHORUS X4 (ToadStool & Lewis VERSE 4 (Lewis) Y'all bitter Corrupt rhyme spitters With a clutched nine milli Stashed behind smiles given In the aisles I'm sitting At the rap shows Half the reason why I'm always posted in the back rows It's facts tho I come off as an asshole I don't buy your vibes You're suspicious I don't connect to the diatribes You're shitting out that exit wound You call a mouth I see it crystal clear, dude I ain't buddy-buddy with Y'all niggas, and that scares you Now you're fearful Eyes darting back & forth Like the cops are at ya door With their body cams off Now, you're tryna beg and reason Cuz, when I get the mic next You know a mausoleum Is the property you're leasing Oh yeah, speaking of squalor Got the blogs politicking Cuz, the business up here Is based on who's cock you're licking As far I'm concerned it's crystal clear that it's not their's My gas tank says That I got years before I'm hitting E, nigga
7.
Psychic Hotline
8.
Casualties of 4th Period
9.
Trendsetters & Bedwetters
10.
Overdraft (feat. Terry Borderline & Paul Willis)
11.
Unwelcome (feat. Brandie Blaze)
12.
Map of the Stars (feat. Steph)
13.
Laugh Lines
14.
Twenty-Two (feat. Sassy D'Estany)

about

My name is Lewis. Lewis Morris. But, for a long portion of my childhood, I went by my middle name... Reginald... REGGIE. Lewis and Reggie existed at deeply opposite ends of the spectrum that is me. My first name Lewis is from my father. Not wanting to relive the pain of her past relationship with him, she called me by my middle name. Reggie was meek, quiet, and humble. A child of the autism spectrum, he was mostly in his own head, imagining movies and tv shows starring him. He’d also imagine music. He would have entire albums in his own head. But, he never put pen to paper. He never expressed any of the fireworks happening inside of him.

When he went to middle school, the teacher referred to him as “Lewis”. This was the first time I didn’t correct them. I made a choice to be “Lewis” for the first time. During this point, I was also going through changes mentally and emotionally. I became more confident, and felt more power in my voice. As I grew up, I gradually began to leave Reggie in my rearview until he basically disappeared from my field of vision. But, I lost sight of where I came from. I let relationships and friendships I nurtured for years die in an instant. I no longer recognized myself, as Lewis, Reggie, or otherwise. A year ago, I started going to therapy regularly for the first time. It made re-examine my past, and it’s deep ties to my present.

And, thus began my search for Reggie. I found him in my music. This is that story.

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releases March 22, 2024

Guest starring Rachel Dunbar as Ms. Dunbar

All tracks written and performed by Lewis M. (unless specified otherwise)
Produced entirely by Lewis M.
Mixed & Mastered by Omega Filth
Recorded entirely at The Record Co.
(except tracks 4, 7, 8, and 9 recorded at Casa De Fen)
"Ms. Dunbar" skits written by Rachel Dunbar

Recorded & engineered by Chris Rogers (track 3, 4, 11, 13, 14), Lexi Blair (track 5, 6, 11, 12, 14), Dan Moffat (track 1, 2, 3, 4), Fen Rotstein (4, 7, 8, 9), and Devin Ferreira (track 10)

Cover art by Pulp Prints

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Lewis M. Boston, Massachusetts

Lewis M. is a boston-based (and Providence born) poet, beatmaker, and MC. He has performed at the Apollo Theater in NYC, The Smithsonian, among many other venues. His beats retain a refreshingly simplified approach to hip-hop production that harkens back to the boom-bap of the 90's while remaining fresh and new.

To inquire about purchasing beats, contact him at:
Lewis.Morris@flatlinepoetry.com
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