The Blame EP

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released December 1, 2012

Beat production: Metty the DertMerchant

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Mat Lee Tokeland, Washington

My name is Mat Lee. I'm a Washington Weed Refugee dab lab rat. I make talk, write letters, and rap music.

When I'm not in the lab producing the best cannabis extracts around, I'm in the lab making beautiful music together. Thank you for supporting independent DIY artists who keep the dream alive by making music in our spare time.
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Track Name: Everyday Feat. Danni
I’m just here to say
everyday is a new day.

You know I try to wake up at 7 am in the morning
actually its more like 7:40 before I quit snoring
drag my ass to the kitchen sink to brush my teeth
and grab a glass of water to drink

now its time for a piss still fighting off the nods
headphones on my Droid X not an iPod
and I should probably go start my car
we do live in Montana after all

but you know I love it in the home of the big sky
also known for fifty ways to get a quick high
its not too crowded yet though we got a best buy and
there’s a few good people left even though the rest lie

and we only got 3 months of summer
the other 9 are filled with indoor parties and slumber
oh yea and if you didn't know yet
the 406 grows the best buds on the globe YES!

and I put that shit on my momma
but only because I don't got no baby momma
that’s right I just turned 30
and I’ve still yet to get bit by that dirty birdy so listen

Sure, you know I gotta girlfriend
and I’m sure we’ll be together till the world ends
but until that happens I’m just here to say
everyday is a new day

I’m just here to say I’m just here to say
everyday is a new day

So now you know a little bit about me
Mat Lee find me writing rhymes underneath the ash tree
as I live and breath I eat and when I go to sleep
I dream of this raptastic beat

I get introverted on the exam table
digging through the depths when I’m looking for a fable
I blame the faith they left to waste
in a field full of corpses who’s left to give chase

this game is getting pretty old like
in 2011 we’re still burning coal right?
we’re a fossil fuel burning a colossal duality
affixed to this piss ant reality

and that's my view of past perception
we've been chasing cheese since the rats inception
we do OK when we play the game
but only because everyday is a new day

I’m just here to say I’m just here to say
everyday is a new day

You know I’m happy to be alive even though most of life
is spent trying to survive
so everybody throw your debt up in the air
and burn it quick cuz the credit collectors coming here

He’s gonna take your ass straight to jail
even though you worshiped god your whole life and ended up in hell
that sucks but I have to say
you should have seen it coming from a mile away

its cool though it happens to the best of us
when the rest of the lumps come over and stand next to us
I hate to say it but there’s no comparison
I’m killing it like Kenny your a gay like Mr. Garrison

and you know I’m smooth like silk
and thirty years old I can still handle my milk
all that bullshit aside I’m just here to say
everyday is a new day
Track Name: Blah Blah Blah
I flip the radio on flip the radio off
If i listen too long I start to get pissed off
what’s the problem here? please tell me what’s going on?
lately all i hear is blah blah blah

Mat Lee spitting facts kicking back listen fast
quantum tunneling superposition wizard quizzing quacks
I hate to bifurcate time and space it’s all explained in my great
gate code dial tone so dial a gate

you can’t dismantle mat try and get your ass burned by my cattle brand
living a lavish life in Leisure Suit Larry land
the mack daddy Mat fully packed with traps
to catch your attention when they go snap

i kick the whole swarm that’s spitting out the formats
i swear to transform rap tactfully no more crap
I can’t live life paranoid of the door man
coming to get you in the night for growing some poor plant?

I flip the radio on flip the radio off
If i listen too long I start to get pissed off
what’s the problem here? please tell me what’s going on?
lately all i hear is blah blah blah

repubs and dems got our minds lying dormant
you're kidding me right? the best candidate for presidents a Mormon?
I’m forlorn to see church and state separated
before atheists ask to be reparated

And smothered under covers in the wake of travesty
So wake from the blasphemy and laugh at how daft they be
they don’t know math or have the skills to crack half
the world's problems I've found solutions for stat

but nothing else matters when you get down to the matter
we’re a nucleus of carbon surrounded by thought patterns
unconscious observer observing the centuries
so let the blessed beast sing blah blah blah

I flip the radio on flip the radio off
if i listen to long I start to get pissed off
what’s the problem here what’s going on?
lately all I hear is blah blah blah

I craft these delicate rap sentences like a specialist
Mat Lee, the master of wrecking shit
self destructive lyrical rap genius
coming to bring hits kicking trannys in the penis

I’m nice but quickly turn into the meanest
heads on stakes if you don’t kiss my rings its
your grace I've come up in this sad place
living and breathing and fighting the rat race

i’m a peasant rags to ripped rags and ditches
washing dishes in the pit with this lyrical misfit
alive district nine rap no denying Mat
king crap and still all I hear is blah blah blah

I flip the radio on flip the radio off
if i listen to long I start to get pissed off
what’s the problem here what’s going on?
lately all I hear is blah blah blah

this life is like a visceral mystical trick of old
from way back in the days of picking coal
ever since we learned how to write
we've tried our best to document each and every piece of man's plight

how's that working out so far not bad not great
but we keep it up because we’re so bored
me and you and this same old ball and chain dance floor
and my microphone stance for

but we do it, you know we get through it
infused with a solution for the future
the modalities wrapped up in the process
while god, the gods and the godless all sing...

I flip the radio on flip the radio off
if i listen to long I start to get pissed off
what’s the problem here what’s going on?
lately all I hear is blah blah blah
Track Name: Moving to Sweden
so now you know how i flow here we go out the door
if you follow me to hell I'll let you hear some more
so tell me who’s coming who’s walking who’s running
I'm on the top of this hummer popping the gun off

always puffin thai stix when i write shit
everybody seems to like it the fire i spit
no one in the world more qualified than me to write it
so lets light it up nod your heads to my shit

all the girls and the guys in the world realize
at the same time like its spy vs spy
take a minute out your day toss a smile my way
I'll toss it right back then I'll say

keep your chin up i know shits rough
its tough in the world trying to get a quick lunch
you gotta go way beyond scratching the surface
in service of the one great purpose of learning

i gotta little hunch full of happiness and love
chilling at the house trying to get a buzz and
that's a day in the life of this little worker bee
perfectly writing rhymes make the pen work for me

so now you know how i flow here we go out the door
if you follow me to hell I'll let you hear some more
so tell me who’s coming who’s walking who’s running
I'm on the top of this hummer popping the gun off

transparency some don't like the comparison
if its fair use then you can write your president
and tell him what the fuck is really going on
as if he’s sitting in the white house completely clueless

you know they’ve known but that’s just how it goes
when we all keep secrets now who’s boasting?
political warfare has gone global
from the east to the west information is the stronghold

as if the world wasn’t stressed enough I’m moving to Sweden
its a smear campaign on your freedom
and I'm glad wiki leaks is leading
they all know who the fuck is really bleeding

they’ve revealed more in 3 years
than all the worlds news agency's put together have in forever
now what’s worse the fact that their new
or that the rest all knew but were too scared to print the truth

so now you know how i flow here we go out the door
if you follow me to hell I'll let you hear some more
so tell me who’s coming who’s walking who’s running
I'm on the top of this hummer popping the gun off

so please tell me what have we learned
probably nothing and as the world turns
we slowly inch towards a future of burning
in atomic bomb radioactive isotope hell

oh well fuck what can we do
we pass the news on till the whole world views it
and mark it as read the blood on our hands from the dead
has got to go to bed

we weild information as power
so when they corrupt we have ways to shake their towers
and bring this kingdom down to its knees
before they bleed out the people like little fleas

so now you know how i flow here we go out the door
if you follow me to hell I'll let you hear some more
so tell me who’s coming who’s walking who’s running
I'm on the top of this hummer popping the gun off
Track Name: Crusades Feat. Amy
You can’t even begin to fuck with what we got going on right over here
what the fuck do we got going on over here?

I came up in this rap game with a mouth full of rhymes
spitting out flames so i melt windchimes
oceans rise as the tides blast free
don’t blame Global Warming, it was only me rapping

elaborately about this and that
I’ll go toe to toe with any tit for tat
so gather round kids and if you don’t mind
My name’s Mat Lee and I came to spit dope rhymes

bless hope with dreams and smiles from what I last wrote
writing rhymes in the rain and can’t remember my last quote
I don’t give a fuck I’ll pirate your math book
figure out PI R Squared while writing rap hooks

trying to reach a goal or two I’m flowing through
like the flawless snapshot of golden glowing youth
yea right can’t even keep a straight face
and no that’s not a gay joke, yo I just have great taste!

You can’t even begin to fuck with what we got going on right over here
what the fuck do we got going on over here

I land with shoes on the pavement even this lame kid
hits the ground struggling up for a little fun in the sun
with this son of a gun you got a bun in the oven
baking at a hundred and something

I’m out the door running trying to stay cunning
bite down on my tongue because I know it aint funny
better call the cleaner makes demands that's when misdemeanor
turns to me and slaps my demeanor

yo i didn’t mean it i mean fuck you seen her
try to make it out the best I can and intervene
i sit and laugh shoveling shit in the stable
I still got a hunger for the beauties that’s insatiable

now that our cards are spread all over the table
and you're able to separate what is fact and what is fable
that’s life like a drugged out sack of beans
if getting high has a price to pay fuck it i’ll take 3!

You can’t even begin to fuck with what we got going on right over here
what the fuck do we got going on over here

blah blah blah something something
look at all this funny snuggle bunny soft thugging
I’m running ops stunning like a bloody cops buddy
or a budding cyclops understudy taught to follow the money

so sit and spin and swallow all this silly putty
like a soft cute little hamster wheel slumming
going around and around for like thousands of hours
I’m feeling halfway devoured

just another Debbie downer in the crowded heavy tower
head down to the sturdy steady heady out of towner
she’s got that all alone mentality
when your smart home away from home wants it’s own personality

and you think to yourself it’s time to pack and leave
before my eyes start showing me what else I can’t believe
drowning fears at the bottom of this bottle
look forward to tomorrow but until then I sing it!

You can’t even begin to fuck with what we got going on right over here
what the fuck do we got going on over here
Track Name: Get a Glimpse
You've been suckered your lips puckered up
kissing ass all day but yo I've had enough
these fuckers can suck it, god likes the butt kissed
I'm the roughest while the devil preaches subjects

subjecting your brain to insane commotion
explosions corrosive mind numbing heroics
but guess what? we made it all up
the voice in your head isn't god, its us (duh!)

I'm a self conscious, akashic holographic beauty
that’s the only way the day can get through to me
none of this is new to me, I’m fluently brewing these
little bits of truth to shoot at your gooey meat

who rose from the dead, Jesus? that's silly
if you believe that your just another dumb hillbilly
waiting on the lawn for the zombie apocalypse
locked and loaded like you think you got this shit

your brainwashed while you still got a brain to squash
so watch your next move and who’s name you drop
religion is a business that doesn't pay taxes
yet they attack scientific facts its

funny how they take your loose change
then spend it on weapons for their little crusades
but who’s to blame? the people that started it
or every single retard that still remains a part of it

they target kids by scaring the parents
pretty soon we’ll all be living in the barracks
Screaming it's not fair it's like the opposite
Hard lessons learned scared of the hospice

Barely held hostage brains all slop fed
Outside playing cops and robbers won't stop them
Plop down cash for your daily dose
And pray the homestead laughs at your dated jokes

And thems the ropes those be the breaks
It's hard not to laugh at their cracked straight face
Play laced with ancient ageless grin
Of eating shit let's begin

They act like they know you and know what’s best
we’re all little pawns in their silly game of chess
we’re numbers statistics I’m numb to these dip shits
i wonder how long you follow these hypocrites

into oblivion the eternal void
the one thing every cell in our body fights to avoid
its our genetics written on this stone
survival of the fittest so I wrote this poem

it's funny how they take your loose change
then spend it on weapons for their little crusades
but who’s to blame? the people that started it
or every single retard that still remains a part of it

our planet is dying, mother is crying
cuz daddy left her for a whore with new siding?
third eye snapshot 3 new sightings
ufo flipmode into a used driveway

frustration building on gravity held together
by trust we can all live forever
but it never lasts long
I'm throwing up arms while singing that same damn song

its a false dichotomy getting unstable
you killed Cain just to get to Abel
I blame both whip out this flame thrower
ghost buster grave owner breaking my great shoulders

so lets say this grace before we eat
and thank the good lord for his disappearing feat
its magical the way we believe
blindly in all these silly little radical beliefs

I’m sorry we didn't get to you sooner
doomed forever to be another sad loser
mad abuser confused lewd in the mood
pawning my heart for a little bit of food

but I still think its funny how they take your loose change
then spend it on weapons for their little crusades
but who’s to blame? the people that started it
or every single retard that still remains a part of it

and now my head aches with blurry vision and band aids
my hand shakes when I meet my classmates
they say to have faith but I’m not down with that
that’s why I listen to rap, so who’s down with Mat?

that’s where I kick it hits the spot on the dot
like Kwirk I’m puzzled and I got the quantum hot
tryin to be a symbol well picture this
the scriptures are hit and miss so get a glimpse...
Track Name: I'm Down
I’m down and I don't even care because I'm down
and when you're leaving here, heading back to town
just leave your feelings here and I'll get down
and if you're feeling scared then please get out!

I’m not freaking I rearrange the day
to fit what I'm feeling and it’s safe to say
everyone around me they never notice
most things end in failure it's hopeless

what’s a guy to do when you fear the change
in all the molecules that steer your brains
grab another shovel to dig that grave
for everyone around you who acts their age

they lobby the snobby then slobby the knobby
catch em with their pants down in the public potty
don't worry cut a deal full of stressed offers
unless wanna you hold another press conference.

stop selling out and reach for fame
and make life a little better than a preacher's name
its insane how the whole world functions
number crunch at an awful luncheon

I’m down and I don't even care because I'm down
and when you're leaving here, heading back to town
just leave your feelings here and I'll get down
and if you're feeling scared then please get out!

so please everybody gather around
and no, I didn't come here to scream and shout
yo we gotta try to live in the here and now
do you have what it takes to steer these cows

well who else is out there listening
to the whole world scream like a symphony
lucky me and my ear plugs and these beer mugs
I got a safe to keep my weird drugs

so bounce with me and dance one time and
show the whole world how you're feeling fine
even though everything's all fucked up
me and everybody I know are down like luck and

they only come out once on occasion
like serious delay in my imagination
bags packed let's take a trip
and I'm not coming back till you got the earth fixed

I’m down and I don't even care because I'm down
and when you're leaving here, heading back to town
just leave your feelings here and I'll get down
and if you're feeling scared then please get out!

So please everybody bounce one time
and show the whole world you're out your damn mind
do what they show who creates your reality?
hide your private parts marked down as a casualty

another day another dolla in the bank holla
back at the people with the shit that don’t stank I'm
rolling down the block smoking pot
hip and hop, drip that drop into my eyes and don’t stop

next thing I know my whole galaxy froze
and everyone sits and stares at my big nose
so i make faces tighten up my laces
and kick that dirt gonna find my own place that’s

down town its fun funky fresh and I'm
dressed like a bum gonna make my dollar stretch
now I'm now kicked out of every place in town
and that my friends right there that's why I’m down

I’m down and I don't even care because I'm down
and when you're leaving here, heading back to town
just leave your feelings here and I'll get down
and if you're feeling scared then please get out!
Track Name: Sleep
I'm laying down its time to sleep
hypnotized while the sirens sing
and that drop of sleep you put in my drink
I think you're all going down now

I’m the rap skeptic living life hectic
picking through shit to inspect the wreckage
i didn't wreck it respect the veteran
slapstick henchmen on the set to catch wind

pack up the glass pass the green grass
to the left snatch breath out your chest when the best test
I’m a mammalian race from an alien place
misplaced faith to win the big race

the last great possibillion with fossil feelings
the colossal hostile dreamer
rockin green bud when I puff tough
used to keep it on the hush hush now I’m up front

its lights camera action when I’m rappin
tonight gets attached to the last of my passion
so ready get set lets get it crackin
maybe later now I’m too busy relaxing

I'm laying down its time to sleep
hypnotized while the sirens sing
and that drop of sleep you put in my drink
I think you're all going down now

thats just how it goes when time flies
so i spit rhymes to rows full of wise guys
we never dance we stare instead
and if we really like your shit then we’ll nod our head yeah!

we’re living in the past due to perception
and the kids listen if you use the right inflection
I’m not stressing or so it seems
I flow with dreams we blow up scenes YEAH!

do you feel me well then stop
are you a cop? no your not that would be silly
a little dilly dally through the city of lights
makes me glad to live in a city of night but now its

its lights camera action when I’m rappin
tonight gets smashed on the floor for distraction
so ready get set lets get it crackin
maybe later now I’m too busy relaxing

I’m laying down its time to sleep
hypnotized while the sirens sing
and that drop of sleep you put in my drink
I think you're all going down now

I take medicine to find out where my head has been
let it spin then inject the sedative
I sit and pet my cat like a pessimist
until it hissed and scratched me like a silly bitch

now i'm here trying to change the past
mark it all up to another impossible task
i’m mostly motivated by the fact
that i don't wanna end up another fossil of rap

gettin dug up by the next generation
so i relay the information on a need to know basis
i’ve waited long enough
so call my bluff or put it all on luck

its lights camera action when I’m rappin
tonight gets attacked by insane reaction
so ready get set lets get it crackin
maybe later now I’m too busy relaxing

I'm laying down its time to sleep
hypnotized while the sirens sing
and that drop of sleep you put in my drink
I think you're all going down now
Track Name: If You Only Knew feat. Amy
If you only knew
what I’ve done to you

Mat Lee manipulative masochistic magic
hocus pocus focus on her eyes until the tragic
demise of two different beings
coming together for the first time and seeing

who the other person really is
I mean behind all the makeup and the glitz, ah yes there she is
flip a wink, a smile given in return
I can’t stare too long that girl makes my eyes burn

now it’s the spies turn lemme make a move
slowly glide through the room and get next to
so pretty, about five foot nine
which means i have to look up to let her eyes meet mine

I’m not very tall and I can’t sit still long
make the call I got the flow to make your whole deal strong
now we’re talking about getting what I want
If you only knew what you were in for you would have stopped

If you only knew
what I've done to you

story number two starts with my dad
and ends with a pill addiction that got out of hand
I got sad had to take more
i got sick ended up puking on the floor

first off it’s fun until it becomes necessary
twelve years later still gluing pieces of my brain back together
sure there’s permanent changes
but the road out of hell is always filled with strangers

everywhere I look scary faces in the wind
trying to tell me i should find god and get rid of sin
I gave up over a dozen times
one for every year me and god were shooting lines

in my arm, I should have died in the swarm on the floor in an alley
like the rest of the junkies in the valley
But nope, here I am rapping
here i am to trap you hi my name is Matthew

If you only knew
what I’ve done to you
I made my brain mushy. Much to my dismay,
I trained at lunch to fight in this game.
Between my fits of rage and constant reminders
of what I could have been, another haunted insider.

Here’s a tip for you, RUN!
Don’t look back, just run. Don’t think, run.
You keep on the move to stay ahead of the game,
but between me and you, it doesn’t look like you’ve played.

Sure, looks can always deceive,
and books have pages you can turn to have a read.
but it’s my turn to bleed because your face is red
and I keep all your hearts in a box under my bed.

Enough said because you've said enough
without saying a word now I’m lost in the rough.
But I found a diamond that was trapped inside,
one of the saddest looking smiles I've ever seen in my life.

If you only knew
what I've done to you

Now, lay down on the couch and please tell me why
you say you're just killing time until its time to die
well yea what else is there?
does experience matter once you vanish into thin air

maybe things you've done will still matter
to people living and chilling in the space time fabric
can you stop and say for one second
you think the dead give a fuck what you left with?

run the model, and look where it ends
we’re an eon in a cycle of eons so lets pretend
we’re so proud of getting to the moon
but that’s one tiny grain of sand in the sand dune

So blink an eye before they think you've died
in the blink of an eye like a zombie dead on the inside
You can’t deny falsifiable high
If you only knew what I know it’d make you sit and cry