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A Million Ways To Live

by Estevan Rodrigo

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Gary Campbell "A Million Ways To Live" opens with upbeat, late-afternoon, chill-out, sun-setting rap, where you can let your mind wander as the sky changes colors. From the earth-shaking deep pianos on "Money Makes A Good Man" to the irregular, inventive, evolving beat of "PWK" there's much to explore and be lost in here. The verses are mixed low and float, adding texture. And the backing vocal loop on "Like A Photograph" is simply divine, as are the unexplained animal coos throughout the instrumental closer.
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Life Is Good Though: Verse 1: While my prerogative’s to focus on the positive That could be the hardest shit when life’s sucking like lozenges, When being targeted, by cold, sadistic, heartless kids Need to take that anger and hurt, learn how to harness it Drive it towards accomplishment, soak in the admonishment And while it defies common sense know kindness is disarmament Plus there’s always karma bitch so kill ‘em all with compliments Just visualize your dream and put in work and you’ll accomplish it. The broken promises result in growth in competence If you avoid the pompousness then life gives what you want from it But know the object is so much more than your own prominence You need to find your faith in your self, then you’ll find providence Obvious synopsis of the path to finding consciousness Ignore all the opulence, just remain autonomous Prioritize your godliness and put it over gaudiness And when your feeling rotten just know, my love is bottomless (bottomless x4 fading out) Chorus 1: When you feeling like life is out to get you, and No one’s there to help you, just Know I’ll help you get through today I’ll help you get through the day. [x2] Verse 2: I had the type of day that made me wish I wasn’t born I spilled a cup of coffee all over my motherboard Now there’s no coffee so I can’t enjoy my butterhorn, and Plus its 2020 and I still don’t own a hoverboard I wanna snuggle more and have to deal with people less Cuz’ half the city’s angry and the other halves depressed I wanna stand for good until there’s no more evil left, but Hatred is exhausting man and right now I just need to rest I need a sec’ so I could redirect my energy Cuz; as of now this anger’s ‘bout to get the best of me And things won’t end well if i stay on this trajectory, so Here’s a quick reminder that you’ll get what you expect from me That’s true especially at times when life is difficult, when You give all your love and find the feelings not reciprocal I sit and chill with you, conversate and bullshit with you, and Anything I have that you need, I’ll always give to you (give to you x3) Chorus 2: When you feeling like life is out to get you, and No one’s there to help you, just Know I’ll help you get through today I’ll help you get through the day. {x3] Outro: If you going through hell, then keep on going (going) Then keep on going (going), then keep on going like
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Verse 1: Moon walking through June talking ‘bout lost days Celtic tunes knocking out boomboxes from scotch tapes Harpoons sharpened, balloons poppin’ on hot plates Silver spoons soften far too often for god’s sake The booze washin’ to pool bottoms from dropped kegs Swollen loons sqwuakin’ like two robins on raw eggs While smooth bottoms, perfumed often talk lost weight Thoughts of too awesome, spitoon ballin’ apostates Exhumed coffins, consumed toxins, they half lives She gon’ be the one to throw that stone right through your glass eye She gon’ be that one to make you wish that you was baptized And she gon’ be the only one that’s with you when you flat-line Cartoon drawings, of doom falling, from black skies She gon’ be the one that get you telling all them black lies She gon’ be the one that leave you feelin’ like you chastised And she gon’ be the one that fills you up until you capsize Break: Feel the puncture point, warmth emanating from the... Feel the puncture point, warmth emanating from the... Feel the puncture point, warmth emanating from the... Sold my soul and it was worth every penny of it (x2) Chorus: Now he’s riding on the Good Time Express But he tells himself its just for one stop (one stop, but they) But they don’t tell you when you first get on board That the truth is you could never get off Now she’s riding on the Good Time Express But she tells herself its just for one stop (one stop, but they) But they don’t tell you when you first get on board That the truth is you could never get off (no stops baby) Verse 2: Slow breathing, there’s no speaking unsaid words That won’t leave if we don’t tweet ‘em like dead birds The whole seasons been nose bleedin’ and red curbs Below freezing, with no eating like French girls I’m so deep in this broke dreamin’, my head’s curled ‘Tween both knees seeing smoke screens and next worlds Whole scenes full of dope fiends in they best pearls With low ceilings and flo’s peeling up west ward Ghosts feeling their pulse beating the last time She gon’ be that one that got you ballin’ on that back nine She gon’ be your favorite then your one and only past time And she gon’ be the only one thats with you when you flatline There’s no healing from soul stealing, or cracked spines She gon’ leave you lookin like you sucking on a glass lime She gon’ leave looking like you 30 years plus past prime And she gon’ leave you looking through your cushions for your last dime Break Feel the puncture point, warmth emanating from the... Feel the puncture point, warmth emanating from the... Feel the puncture point, warmth emanating from the... Sold my soul and it was worth every penny of it (x2) Chorus: Now he’s riding on the Good Time Express But he tells himself its just for one stop (one stop, but they) But they don’t tell you when you first get on board That the truth is you could never get off Now she’s riding on the Good Time Express But she tells herself its just for one stop (one stop, but they) But they don’t tell you when you first get on board That the truth is you could never get off (no stops baby) (x2)
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VERSE 1 I was walkin down Broadway, when I caught a whiff Saw 2 gentlemen with long hair, smoking on come piff So I said ay (ay ay) and asked can I get a rip, They replied, yes of course, marijuana is a gift, from the Lord so, blaze it, this is how we praise him We pray every day and, Life is so amazin’ Hey man (hey man) - coughed out a thank you I got some dank too, some bubbleberry stank goo, so Thank you, but please let me ,repay the kindness Roll king size joints up so they call me your highness Irises dilating, mind is just hibernating I'm just in line and waiting, trying to get some fries with Two cheese and a chocolate shake (huh) Good eats not a lot to pay (huh) Hella high not a lot to say except CHORUS: I'll take two cheeseburgers and an order of fries, Lit the blunt up at 4:20 now it's quarter to five, it's It's kinda crazy how time time flies, it's It's kinda crazy how time time flies (x2) VERSE #2: I was chillin in the park with a plastic cup, Fulla champagne I couldn't drink fast enough Broke the weed down then wrapped it up Got it lit, took a hit, and then passed the blunt, so now Toke, smoke it, take a hit and hold it [pause] hold it.... 'til your Floatin, on a cloud in the blue sky Smoking on that Bombay, Seattle to Mumbai Soon I'm, too high, to go out in public I'm too high for clubbin', I'm just right for grubbin' Let's go, get a bag a burgers we could murder, put a Fucking squirt of ketchup on the top, and it's perfect, but we At the spot 5 blocks away (huh) Guess we going on a walk today (huh) Finally get there all I got to say is just CHORUS: I'll take two cheeseburgers and an order of fries, Lit the blunt up at 4:20 now it's quarter to five, it's It's kinda crazy how time time flies, it's It's kinda crazy how time time flies (x2)
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Verse 1: I’m trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents But I came up short and still gotta pay rent, So What’s my next move? Livin’ in a tent? Or a Four door sedan with no bumper and a couple dents A rusted fence, is the only chain I’m seeing I’m not skinny trying to look European I’m straight hungry, trying to find my next meal The struggles real, I don’t even own a pot to pee in And I’m not being, lazy just down on my luck All I need is a sofa and a couple bucks And I don’t care if they ones and they come crumpled up Pockets low on volume and, I need to pump ‘em up Chorus: I’m not laughing, I was born with a funny face My only friends my shadow but he’s only out on sunny days This money makes a good man do bad things This money makes a man, go - bad I’m not laughing, I was born with a funny face My only friends my shadow but he’s only out on sunny days This money makes a good man do bad things This money makes a man, go - Verse 2: A dollar short and a day late, my pay rate Stag-nates while the stock brokers day trade They betting on the fact I’ll never get a pay raise They’re wagering that you living for your pay day I stay late, and come early, on my grindstone But still gotta call my girl up for a ride home My Pops said I should just suck it up ‘cuz that’s life It might be how its been, but that don’t’ make it right They pay me like, I ain’t need to save nothing Minimum wage, and a free egg muffin A cup of coffee just to keep them legs pumpin’ But if I keep on getting fucked well then I’m ‘bout to break something Chorus: I’m not laughing, I was born with a funny face My only friends my shadow but he’s only out on sunny days This money makes a good man do bad things This money makes a man, go - bad I’m not laughing, I was born with a funny face My only friends my shadow but he’s only out on sunny days This money makes a good man do bad things This money makes a man, go - bad Verse 3: Try to think a ways that I could make more dough But its harder to come up when you starting off poor, so What’s my next move, going back to school, or Robbing old women for their cash and their jewels, but That ain’t cool and well plus I’d never do it Putting money over morals just stupid But that’s my brain talking, stomach saying’ ‘screw it’, What’s the point in having money if you ain’t ever gon’ use it ‘Bout to lose it, Lord I feel like giving up Swallowed my pride, but that shit didn’t fill me up Not living up, to my own expectations, at this point Thought I’d be making up-wards of a million bucks Chorus: I’m not laughing, I was born with a funny face My only friends my shadow but he’s only out on sunny days This money makes a good man do bad things This money makes a man, go - bad I’m not laughing, I was born with a funny face My only friends my shadow but he’s only out on sunny days This money makes a good man do bad things This money makes a man, go - bad
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PWK 04:15
Chorus 1: I got my phone, wallet, and keys, I, I got what I need, I’m I’m ready to leave, I’m I’m ready to leave I got my phone, phone, wallet, and keys, I, I got what I need, I’m I’m ready to leave, I’m I’m ready to leave Chorus 2: I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go Verse 1: I got my phone and my wallet, but I left my keys at home, So now I’m all alone, sitting on these steps of stone, tryna ta Figure out, how I could get inside Cuz’ it’s a six story building and I live on 5, AND I can’t fly and there’s nothing to climb Like a patio or drain pipe I could use like a vine, SO Should I roll something and get high and wait - Or just head out to the bars ‘cuz its kind late, AND I don’t know when my landlord’ll get back, And I’m the type of dude that adapts to a set back, SO Off I go, to the watering hole, where it’s Nice and dark and no charlatans go, Gotta Call from my friend who was already there, he said To hurry the fuck up ‘cuz he just bought me a beer, So Where I’m gon’ sleep may not really be clear, But after 20 Rainiers, man, I don’t think I’ll care, Long as…. Chorus 1: I got my phone, wallet, and keys, I, I got what I need, I’m I’m ready to leave, I’m I’m ready to leave I got my phone, phone, wallet, and keys, I, I got what I need, I’m I’m ready to leave, I’m I’m ready to leave Chorus 2: I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone and my keys, but I left my wallet at work I guess that’s what I deserve, for shopping online for shirts, instead a -Doing what I’m paid to do But that shit is hella boring and I hate it dude, So Here I am with no cash in hand, gotta Date at eight, but got no game plan, guess I’ll Head back home, try to scrounge for change, and just Pray the girl’s a smoker, I got pounds for days, digging Through my pockets found like 13 bucks, Just enough to buy some chicken and two bottles of chuck, text her -Ask her if she’ll let me cook tonight She said depends on what you cookin’ and if you cookin’ it right, I am Fried chicken, rice, salad, cheap vino, got it Cook-cookin, smelling good up in the kitchen, chronic Butter, drizzled, on the top make it extra rich No money still grubbin’ with a sexy bitch Chorus 1: I got my phone, wallet, and keys, I, I got what I need, I’m I’m ready to leave, I’m I’m ready to leave I got my phone, phone, wallet, and keys, I, I got what I need, I’m I’m ready to leave, I’m I’m ready to leave Chorus 2: I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my wallet and my keys but I’ve mis-placed my phone Guess that’s what one should expect, getting shit faced alone, I was Taking pulls to my own damn health, sippin’ Irony, while the ice cubes melt, woke up In the hallway right outside of my door Apologies to my neighbors if I started to snore, got up Hella slow, then I headed inside, grabbed a Pedialyte, It’s my medicine time, guzzle Popped an aspirin then I showered and shaved Last thing I remember we were out at a rave, rolling At a warehouse underneath of some bridge And I’m sure I had my phone then, cuz’ I was sneaking some pics, of All the kiddies in their pretty lil outfits Phone was on low battery, was looking for outlet Couldn’t find one so I took my phone and dropped it Right into my front left pocket (got it) Chorus 1: I got my phone, phone, wallet, and keys, I, I got what I need, I’m I’m ready to leave, I’m I’m ready to leave I got my phone, wallet, and keys, I, I got what I need, I’m I’m ready to leave, I’m I’m ready to leave Chorus 2: I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go I got my phone, check, wallet, check, keys, check, Go
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Verse 1: I used to rock the jammies with the footies Way before the days a chocolate milk and black hoodies Way before the days a green butter in my goodies, and Way before the days a waking up with a woody (woooo) I used to bomb on cereal for breakfast Eating Wheaties by the bowlful ‘cuz I just wanted to be a winner - In my Champion sweatpants With my Reebok high tops, and Seahawks headband, God Damn - I had them action figures, like that Sword throwing He-Man with the action trigger - Back before I stacked my figures, Oh Wait that has happened yet, shit, that hasn’t happened yet I used to find the beauty in the simple things Way before the days of licking acid tabs and nipple rings - You know when life was simplistic Back before I had bills and my only job was to kick it like.... Chorus: Oh, Oh Oh-oh - Oh Oh, Oh Oh-oh, oh Oh Lord, I wish I was a kid again Verse 2: I used to read the Jungle Book like nightly, Dreaming I was Mogley while I held my blankets tightly Dreaming I was G.I. Joe and Cobra tried to fight me, and Dreaming I was special and there was no one else like me I used to get excited over Skittles Back when I was little used to make me ride up in the middle - Of that wide ass back seat In that station wagon, back before girls flashed me, God Damn, first time I saw titties I was like ‘what are those’, didn’t know what hit me - But it was so Rice Krispy, it was Like if Jesus, asked to roll dice with me, what a Treat man - used to be a butterball Smoked my first cigarette listening to Wonderwall - You know when life was simplistic Back before I had bills and my only job was to kick it, like Chorus: Oh, Oh Oh-oh - Oh Oh, Oh Oh-oh, oh Oh Lord, I wish I was a kid again
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Verse 1: It could be anyone and, it could be anyplace When we locked eyes I knew that angels came in many shapes ‘Cuz I was broke as hell, but felt rich anyway Her very presence left me short on words like Hemingway She took my breath away, baby shoes, never worn She made me feel like I had never lost, and never mourned She made me feel like I was always loved, never scorned Told me to get back on my grind, the worlds my pepper corn And I did the best that I could, to BEcome well adjusted To for-give all the snakes, I should a never trusted To forget all the times, when my tem-per erupted To look myself in the mirror, without fee-ling disgusted ‘Cuz I’ve discussed it plenty, ready to move on finally I’m looking future forward, won’t let the past define me ‘Cuz I’m a better person,than I was yesterday Still in this present day I’lll never leave my past behind me Chorus: Dada dada da da da da dada da Verse 2: Didn’t believe in angels, but I sure had my demons I guess I never made it through the final stage of grieving Not talking fake bereavement, but total crushing loss Can’t brush it off when you find out your soulmate is leaving Said it was nature’s reason, you know them natural causes But that don’t make it better, twist the cap and pass the vodka I’ve hit the point where now I, can’t take it any longer _ I need to reach a metamorphosis like Franz Kafka Land on the dark side of the, moon and then wait for orbit They said the future’s brighter if you don’t mind waiting for it. I don’t mind waiting for it, I got the patience for it And if I didn’t my children would fucking hate me for it A man a faith look forward, the past forgotten ghosts I tied up all my loose ends but then I dropped the rope Put final words on paper but then crossed out the note And now I can’t stop laughing even though I never got the joke Chorus: Dada dada da da da da dada da Verse 3: I saw my angel’s halo, it was a shade of purple That she breathed out through her lips into a perfect circle I french inhaled it deeply, and held it ‘til I couldn’t Like feeling breathless ‘though my doctor says I really shouldn’t Keep fucking with my breathing, ‘cuz accidents can happen And I don’t wanna die yet I just wanna live with passion So while my first reaction, might be to rest in peace I close my eyes and breathe and focus on my memories Chorus: Dada dada da da da da dada da
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released November 19, 2016

All tracks written, produced, recorded, mixed, and performed by Estevan Rodrigo.

Andrew Jordan featured on trumpet on tracks 7 and 8.

Nate Woods featured on track 5.

Mastered by Jay Battle at The Battlefield.

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Estevan Rodrigo Seattle, Washington

Estevan Rodrigo is a rapper and producer from Seattle, WA. Combining clever wordplay with catchy hooks, his first full- length solo album, A Million Ways to Live, is packed with complex rhyme schemes and wry punch lines. Estevan manages to avoid the self-aggrandizement and narcissism that plagues many hip-hop artists while still levying a large dose of swag rapping over his chilled out beats. ... more

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