Trap&Blues - BETWEEN CIGARETTES AND DRINKS - (Original Mix)🥃

🎧 WELCOME TO TRAP E BLUES Music created with the help of our friend IA, but produced, remastered, and written by me. ... LYRIC: Between the third and fourth I usually find a kind of equilibrium Not peace — more like the temporary decommissioning of the pendulum That swings inside the chest on ordinary unmedicated evenings The whiskey doesn't solve — it just postpones the grievings To a later hour — redistributes the weight across the dark And the cigarette — that's different — that's the punctuation mark Between one thought and the next — the ritual of inhaling Something that will kill you slowly — while the night is exhaling The city's last pretensions — I've been doing this since thirty The same bar — different tragedies — same hands — same dirty Glass of something peated — same barkeep who knows better Than to ask — who reads the solitude like weather Hook Between the doses and the cigarette There's a man who hasn't surfaced yet From everything the daylight asked of him Everything the evening hasn't said Ash and amber — that's the liturgy Of men who carry more than dignity Can hold upright — who need a prop Between the going and the stop Between the doses and the dark A man disassembles — part by part Verse II The cigarette has an hourglass quality I've always appreciated You watch the time combust — you watch the moment immolated Into something grey and weightless — drifting toward the ventilation That's the closest I get to meditation — the incineration Of the minute into smoke — the tactile of the burning Paper at the fingertip — the slow and unconverning Pace of something ending — I've extinguished many things In my life with less ceremony than a cigarette brings To its own conclusion — and the whiskey has its own philosophy Burns a different way — not gradual — more topographically Through the esophageal map — leaves a warm cartography Of the route from throat to chest — a heated odyssey Hook Between the doses and the cigarette There's a man who hasn't surfaced yet From everything the daylight asked of him Everything the evening hasn't said Ash and amber — that's the liturgy Of men who carry more than dignity Can hold upright — who need a prop Between the going and the stop Between the doses and the dark A man disassembles — part by part Verse III I'm not romanticizing — let me be precise about the texture Of what this actually is — not Hemingway — not scripture Of the dissolute and glamorous — just a man with too much residue From a life that didn't come with adequate sinew To process at the pace it accumulated — so the body Found its own administrative method — something groggy And inefficient but available — something you can purchase By the glass — that grants a temporary circumference Of relief around the unprocessed — I know what it costs Have watched men pay it — watched the compounding of the losses That this particular accounting method generates And still I sit — because the alternative — at this hour — weights More than the glass — the alternative is unmediated presence With everything I've done — and that requires a different essence Bridge The barkeep wipes the counter in the elliptical motion He's perfected over years — a practitioner's devotion To the rhythm of the closing — and I watch him with the singular Attention that the fourth drink gives to the vernacular Of ordinary gesture — everything feels weighted and significant The ashtray and the glass become magnificent Repositories of the evening — hold the sediment of hours That passed through this particular gravitational bower And I think — not for the first time — that the bar is just A secular confessional — where the accumulated gust Of everything you've kept compressed gets ventilated slowly Through the amber and the ash — imperfectly — but wholly Outro Last call… barkeep nods… I leave the cigarette… half-done in the tray… as if to say… I'm not finished… just pausing… the way I always pause… before the next… particular… darkness… that requires… a man like me… to be… completely… sober… #TRAP&BLUES #trap #blues #trapblues #darktrap #gangsterrap #mafiamusic #bluestrap #darkmusic #mafiavibes #beats #producer #instrumental #urbanblues #gangster #underground #nightvibes #moodybeats #cinematicmusic #trapbeats #typebeat