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Things
Hip-Hop/Rap
Things was released on August 18, 2025 by Sound By Proxy as a part of the album Bleed Season
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Release DateAugust 18, 2025
LabelSound By Proxy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JC Proxy & AyoBudd
JC Proxy & AyoBudd
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremiah Nathaniel Clymer
Jeremiah Nathaniel Clymer
Songwriter
Aaron Gutierrez
Aaron Gutierrez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ayo Budd
Ayo Budd
Producer

Lyrics

Sell sell sell
Buy buy buy
Dry the well then
Bye bye bye
It don't come with you when you-
Things
Bits
Baubles
Novelties
To those who aren't us don't mean a thing
Odd fascination on the finer things
End of the day they're still just things
A measure of worth ain't what stays on earth to be sorted, sifted, gifted, and given new meaning,
Ownership fleeting when that timer rings
Up to the ceiling in it
Pure maximalist living
Took from the tree till the tree stopped giving
Hope a new one grows in its place, God willing
Will it
Kill you to give it some room to grow
Spread its leaves
Leave well enough alone
Isn't
It pointless since this ain't our forever home?
Like a dragon's hoard and no accord according to the board of directors and investors
Yesterday's plummet from the summit was just something we could ill afford or stand to endure
Gotta sell more cancer to offset the cure
Pure hearts get forced in the rat race or face that manufactured disgrace from the masses asking "where your bread at" while sharing bus passes
"where your head at?"
Gotta pull it out your posterior focal point locked exterior
Chalk it up to no one really gives a rat a slice of cheese
Especially when he's in need
He's seen purely as a fiend even though it's that same red blood that bleeds
Life could be better if he had more cheddar
All he's shown is that he just didn't have enough
Things
Bits
Baubles
Novelties
To those who aren't us don't mean a thing
Odd fascination on the finer things
End of the day they're still just things
A measure of worth ain't what stays on earth to be sorted, sifted, gifted, and given new meaning,
Ownership fleeting when that timer rings
Possession carries many meanings
Do you possess or are you possessed by possessions
Retail therapy sessions, order now don't ask any questions
Eventually you'll learn your lesson or sink deep into depression
Is it everything you hoped it'd be?
Do all these Prada products give you peace?
Do those Cartier lenses really give you clarity?
Cure for any ailment but a failed payment plan
Try to flip a trinket make garage bands on the weekends
To redeem your descent in the sinkhole
Make ends meet
Though come to think
The goals are at odds with the plans
The means are at odds with the ends
Holes and flaws all created by the hands of men
And not a one of 'em can tell the beginning from the end
Sell sell sell
Buy buy buy
Dry the well then
Bye bye bye
It don't come with you when you die
Count that cash like days gone by
Sell sell sell
Buy buy buy
Dry the well then
Bye bye bye
It don't come with you when you die
I remember selling my lunch, young entrepreneur
Hiking prices up on his fellow peers
Just to make a few bucks
All in the name of souvenirs from Toys R Us
Ads mixed into the kids cartoons
A dangling carrot for impressionable youth
Don't beg for only one when your friend got two
Then give credit to Santa he drives sales through roofs
That's why the Easter bunny comes to visit you
That's why next year you need a new costume
Holidays celebrate pushing profits too
And children are easy to sell candy to
Like candy from a baby
Keep pumping money to the trivial
Here we go
Need a brand new iPhone
Same old material
And it's all faux
I pray one day we can finally tell
This a third world country with a Gucci belt
That's a sentiment lately I've truly felt
Nothing is sacred but the newly built
Just wait till they find out that the cow can melt
It's recycled riches of past things failed
What a vicious cycle just borrowed wealth
And a closed loop to boot lest you sell yourself
And you will fall short
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty got the best seat to watch the stock market fall
Collapse in on itself
That inner circle just the fourth of hell
Written by: Aaron Gutierrez, Jeremiah Nathaniel Clymer
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