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Smears
Hip-Hop/Rap
Smears was released on March 15, 2025 by The Tithe Collective as a part of the album Allocution
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Release DateMarch 15, 2025
LabelThe Tithe Collective
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Schmidt
Chris Schmidt
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Schmidt
Chris Schmidt
Songwriter
Evan M Townzen
Evan M Townzen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Herald Engrossman
Herald Engrossman
Executive Producer

Lyrics

The sweat drip in my eyes
While the suns breaking into them
The smoke thick and high
While the poets writing lines in pen
A blessing disguise
When the sweat blots the page again
Their message compromised
But know Herald ain't akin to them
The sweat drip in my eyes
While the suns breaking into them
The smoke thick and high
While the poets writing lines in pen
A blessing disguise
When the sweat blots the page again
Their message compromised
But know Herald ain't akin to them
The world's ebb and flow
And it's feeling oh so cyclical
Don't know which way to go
Sometimes it is too cynical
The message in a note
And in quantities quite biblical
The way the pen kiss the page
Herald's strokes like mistletoe
The pages fold
And tucked away
Never to be held or sold
Lost like in a capsule
In a dresser on the basement floor
Wonder what he's waiting for
Asking for a break play it safe
Grab a plate before they tag him home
Sit at home still his soul feels like a vagabond
In it for the long haul
Even when it's going sideways
Heralds holding on
See you on the other side
We in it for the ride
If it falls apart
Put the pieces back together in due time
The sweat drip in my eyes
While the suns breaking into them
The smoke thick and high
While the poets writing lines in pen
A blessing disguise
When the sweat blots the page again
Their message compromised
But know Herald ain't akin to them
The sweat drip in my eyes
While the suns breaking into them
The smoke thick and high
While the poets writing lines in pen
A blessing disguise
When the sweat blots the page again
Their message compromised
But know Herald ain't akin to them
Stuck inside a loop
And feeling tethered in it's place
Keep marching like a troop
And feeling weathered in this part of space
Whether keep the art or raze
Hungry for the tracks he graze
Bet he keep his eyebrow raised
Kick rocks if you smell the odours coming out the kitchen
Got writtens worth clicking play
Sticking to the words
And bet he's itching got his hand up raised
In the back studying the class
Ready for his work to be displayed
Steady perched hop out like a leap of faith
Herry free with his wordplay
Poet in the workplace
Awkward since the first days
Worth pitched high
Leave the work well paid
Sitting at the end of a road unpaved
All his tracks unplayed
Half the time he rap it don't get saved
The sweat drip in my eyes
While the suns breaking into them
The smoke thick and high
While the poets writing lines in pen
A blessing disguise
When the sweat blots the page again
Their message compromised
But know Herald ain't akin to them
The sweat drip in my eyes
While the suns breaking into them
The smoke thick and high
While the poets writing lines in pen
A blessing disguise
When the sweat blots the page again
Their message compromised
But know Herald ain't akin to them
Written by: Chris Schmidt, Evan M Townzen
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