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Chorus: V1: The first hint of heat everybody hit the street dig up some old beef, press play and hit repeat It get so where I feel I gotta sneak to be discreet Except, shh my heart beat make the meter peak Do meditations outside where the sun shines decode the run hide fight signals and unwind I claim my time and due respect but I’m not unkind Despite my cynicism i still have a fun vibe It’s time to turn up like an early bird, i’ve got one to burn up, Rock’s already fired it up let’s go search for worms I aint pecking and pawing I got Executive knowledge I’ve been expressive since college I count my blessings for all this Get out my head and spit my truth and get to the root So I can feed it all the nutrients so I can recoup The vitamin d, what’s vibin my G Let’s cut this track so we can be all that we striving to be Chorus: Doc Watts prescribed the psychedlic summertime chi town cross town meeting of styles so take a trip with us we walk through the valley of the south side doing shadow work in search of something serendipiditous as the sun set and the clouds glow all the street lights turn on and the guns blow we only feel safe at home until we don't what are we supposed to do? If its hot open up the pump and, let it flow light a roman candle shake it up and, let it blow sitting inside our brick house underneath the window just like we're supposed to I know, children of the corn and boyz of the hood each respectively is not afraid to die cuz a rose is a rose is a rose but a rose only thrives if it has been exposed to the light in the summertime let your sun-kissed skin leave you feeling baptized it won't wash away your sins but that's life there's mistakes we make that whittle away at us until we stop and, make things right in the.. summertime and the livin' ain't easy.
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CRĀVE: For real? for real Pure classics, like class of '99 draft picks trade rumors leaking, from gabe's clique like monkey feces, i go apeshit hung rafiki with the back fist sick as fuck, turn stomachs, highlights all failure make me keep it 100 i can't stop, i just learn from it cold as fuck the iceman cometh.. the flow part malcom, part michael part phantom, part icon i'm my own idol, i'm all atoms like ions try on, boots to crush snakes like mighty python talk ish babylon blow smoke like, iron mike tyson trying to make a dime out a penny trying to make a rhyme, ya'll ain't ready trying to make it to the shift on time, CTA broke, left me tryna, make weight for the fight i'm too heavy. For real? Wattson: Rap style incredulous You and me both dude chicken bone and a stalk of celery Don’t make it no stew Watts and crave paint the settlements pictures in bold hues Use the lacquer as accelerant lit til it glow blue Watts charges clear impediments get what the volts do All the ashes raked to sediment, shift as I blow through Assalamualaikum brethren, peace is my go to dude i’m So chill I’m sledding in, rocking the snow suit Keeping my soul tuned to everything everything's soulful Root my legacy in Evanston But if anyone asking I’m repping the GO BOO Yo shoot… I’m old school like vince will and the bro luke Collecting these clown tears til I fill up the whole pool… For Real
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WWID? 02:45
Wait, no. that’s not what I said You’re not.. Listen… yo, just stop for a sec Ok, I know. Yo, please, i know you don’t think I understand, I know my thoughts on this are succinct (sigh) I’m not saying you’re dumb I think you dope as hell it’s what i tried to say from the jump I’ve opened up myself to you now every side is my front And by my side I’d happily bear the brunt I’m not suggesting I carry you It’s like exactly the opp… Yo why do you think that i married you? Look at all we’ve accomplished I agree, I’m also not done grieving the losses Just asking how much more should it cost us? I don’t think that’s obnoxious I’m just voicing our options We can love ourselves first Then act on our conscience I count the ways until I run out of notches I fear the day there is a world without us What would I do without you? Little person following My little path Strutting silly Like no ones watching Splashed You threw out all your plans To take a chance On something unexpected, this mans... I took you all in. I swam. I drank you down in drams... your cup is ever flowing Im nourished, I’m healing... Bringing more of myself to have and hold you Keep you in health and sickness I embody my vow to love you
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Chorus: It’s true they don’t know what to do at my shows Rockwell will set the groove and I know smooth vibe on cruise thru the time zones I’m guessing when my rhymes thru ya minds blown V1: Iowa where you been with this? I’m steadily tearing up into this? There’s so many carats it’s shimmering The stew I’m preparing is simmering Chopping the carrot and onion up The rest’ll depend where you coming up Chicanos will throw a poblano in Or celery give the mirepoix a spin Saute it just don’t overheat the roux Put base/bass in it give it that peek-a-boo Embrace all the flavors that eking through All day I cook up unbelievable Just never forget to throw salt in it And don’t let ‘em throw you up off the script It’s Wattson no sub out or alternate I’m calling it Chorus: People don’t know what to do at my shows Rockwell will set the groove and I know smooth vibe on cruise thru the time zones I’m guessing when my rhymes thru ya minds blown V2: I’ll slow it down so you can catch a drift That word through town you hear the Accolades are accurate Lack the nerve to frown and throw that shade so I’m not battle fit strap Minerva’s crown to furrowed brows defend the battlements Anxious in the crowd feel I stand out like an asterisk frontin’ like they never seen a brother spittin so ridiculous and be as fat as this Act as if You don’t need to drown to catch the fish Just surround yourself consistently with master craftsmanship Get caught in grinds pressure build until the stack is lit But they have to hit much harder if they want to cache the kid Your best path to win is if I lay it down and pack it in I don’t like your chances of that’s happening Chorus Out
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Doc's Lament 02:49
With tight crossed arms and expectations of assimilation There’s no path to integration of our nation in my generation.... We’ve held these truths self evident then had to measure 5ths And speak in clever riffs bout how we keep our feathers clipped to feel accepted…. They broke our homes then set the tone that it’s impossible to roam and be condoned out on the range so all you know is life is strange.... When prosperity’s concocted as a promise meant for all us then the profits of our products land in pockets of the blondest.... We let the media divide us stoking all the fears inside us now there’s sides seemingly fighting to proliferate a virus.... We keep all of this inside us cuz we’re frequently reminded if we rise up that the state will reciprocate with violence.....
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Im pretty timid with the jibber jabber Fit the rhythms in a bigger pattern Reminiscent of slim, but keep the Figure fatter A fresh trim turn up my chin, then get it lathered I’m stretched thin, nerves crispier than fiddle faddle Put my best in, from freshman to emeritus get breaths in, those wheezy tracks is embarrassing Rapping is a vigorous skill, you gotta be diligent Eloquent, Militant will, top of the hill be vigilant Masking up my grimacing grin, go cop some liquor yo Preachin (but) this isn’t a hymn, no father figure yo Peach ain’t in this castle neither? Wouldn’t bother with her bro She’s hiding out with bowser now tryna lick his toad Beats diabolic, synced to my diastolic Titrate the dialog you might call me a micaholic Better than alky but a stranger on the top of most Balky bartokomos I’m perfect when I drop a flow Wattson concoct a poem from the outermost Stretches of my consciousness Scraping out the chowder bowl I go up on the stage I blow up off the page Iowa, Doc and Sage Out walking in the day Out walking in the day OUt WAlking IN The DAy OUT WALKING IN THE DAY OUT WALKING IN THE DAY! I'm a Wu baby, Daywalkerz no fugazi see my face mask HEY they say he wu crazy 95 the year clan just it live purple tape in my deck AYEEEE now I’m fly Other cassettes nocturnal ready to die, nine livez, word life, OH and lyfe n time These tapes kept me high on emotional stakes While ma dukes and her plug tryna strut from them jakes Pops copped me a maxi single from the clearance bin By then I made mixtapes for my next of kin Yeah I’m a product, of my mom and pop And it don’t stop 90’s hip hop When the ribbon got twisted pop the casing off Lost a screw time to get the scotch taping on Engineer with a pencil, that’s how I trouble shoot em up Next time time I’ll write down these lines to let em know whats up I go up on the stage I blow up off the page Iowa, Doc and Sage Out walking in the day Out walking in the day OUt WAlking IN The DAy OUT WALKING IN THE DAY OUT WALKING IN THE DAY! I go up on the stage I blow up off the page Iowa, Doc and Sage Out walking in the day Out walking in the day OUt WAlking IN The DAy OUT WALKING IN THE DAY OUT WALKING IN THE DAY!

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Native Stranger and Class of '99 Productions present Doc Wattson BARtending.

Doc Wattson serves up the bars, Iowa Rockwell laces the incredible groundwork. The project is a great vibe, and we can't wait for y'all to hear it!

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released April 20, 2022

All tracks produced, tracked, and mixed by G. Maximo-Gomez with added tracking and instrumentation by J. Rayfield on tracks 2, 5, 6, 7, 8.
All tracks written and performed by J. Rayfield except for lyrics written and performed by U. Torres on track 2, J. Maxime Jr. on track 3, and J. Alba on Track 8.
Album layout by: J. Rayfield
Photo credit for album artwork: K. Rayfield
Special thanks to Fitzgerald's Night Club for hosting our wonderful photo shoot.

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Doc Wattson is a rapper, instrumentalist, producer, engineer, and record label owner out of the Chicagoland area.

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