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Nucleus
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Alternative Rap
Nucleus was released on March 6, 2025 by Psych Montano as a part of the album Skeleton Key
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Release DateMarch 6, 2025
LabelPsych Montano
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Psych Montano
Psych Montano
Performer
Sponatola
Sponatola
Performer
Cam Ginex
Cam Ginex
Piano
Michael Montano
Michael Montano
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Montano
Michael Montano
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marc Irvin
Marc Irvin
Producer
Douglas Leto
Douglas Leto
Mixing Engineer
Brendon Porter
Brendon Porter
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

i'm at my nucleus
preserve my youth in this music, i wrap my truth in this
new to this back in 2011, pencil was heavy
now? feeling light as a feather, you’d think i flew to this
roosters sit in my psyche, likely a coop to them
i boost my scripts, so im medicated for mucous-ness
situations get sticky, sick, so i'm used to sniffs
or whiffs or sips, RIP, the proof is in
bottles of liquor i swallow, so much, my future’s lit
i turn tequila to rocket fuel, all the fuses switch
i blast off
flick my bic and the boosters kick in
now i'm on some pluto shit
i always felt like they dropped me off from a distant planet
that’s what the losers win
they rob your memory banks if your mission’s abandoned
such a tragedy, fell in love with a human bitch
i never knew this shit, how bottomless the well would be
rappel to me, repelled when you ain't held to me
you stealthily enter some thoughts that i don’t process healthily
to hell with she or i'm stuck in here 'til i'm elderly
compelled to leave but i keep coming back for more
addicted to hitting the plug
got surge protectors on the floor of my bathtub with toasters and forks
just cut to the chase
satan open doors, gates, welcome, opened arms
veins pour, cocaine razor blade scraped
cold and numb
painstaking, oh my god
maybe this is where i'm from
angels, devils are my blood
halo settles, one of us
fate will have it’s way, reincarnate me into angel dust
then you cave, you was craven to do these crazy drugs
maybe i'm unstable, off to races, this is how i run
ships in outer space, i'm from places you’d never make it from
dishing out these plates, have a taste, get baked in my UFO
back to my nucleus
it doesnt matter how gas your flow is, my fluid’s thick
she taking bites out my adam’s apple, she’s juicing it
abusively, she got hammer tactics, her tools in kit
thought i was psychic; she screwed my mind
bent spoons with it
was groomed for this, from the tabernacle, now you can kiss the bride
eve of marriage, the aftermath is lugubrious
serpents hiss with their eyes, whispers seducing me
flirtatious kiss, then a smile, shivers consuming me
i been stoned for a while, hoping medusa blinks
im sick for home, where is mom? closer than you can think
my shoulder angels won’t vibe, exclusive mutually
you would think we’d get along fine
excuse the rumors, speak truth
don’t distribute no lies when rhyming musically
or you won’t be in the sky trying to use your wings
Written by: Michael Montano
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