We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Nocturne

by Airospace

supported by
Carter Moon
Carter Moon thumbnail
Carter Moon It doesn’t feel like hyperbole to call this one of the more exciting rap records from this year. Airospace draws in dedicated fans due to his deep-cut anime references, but his knack for confessional honesty is what really makes him exceptional. Airo draws from a huge array of different influences, but the rapper who he most closely resembles is Slug, with a similar knack for heart-on-the-sleeve storytelling, particularly notable on tracks like “An Open Letter to Helen Pt. 1” and “Nocturne”. Favorite track: Nocturne (prod. Eevee).
Cocoa Headache
Cocoa Headache thumbnail
Cocoa Headache Airo's previous release "Analogues" really proved that Airo can produce an intimate album that can resonate with the listener. Nocturne is a continuation of this through the self titled "Eclipse" that the two form. Airo has improved in the seemingly short time between the releases and put out another product that invites the listener into private moments. Whether sitting amongst friends with Home to struggling with feelings loneliness on the sparsely produced Lost. Favorite track: Lost (prod. C-Quick).
more...
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

1.
Home 02:40
2.
[Verse 1] five sixty one to the T Teeing off with a swing getting harder to hit target harder to crack crackalacking we get glass shattering bass eleveate into space make him harder to track get hit by a train love is all that i lack told me she only fucking we fucking for proper tact step outside of my head took a trip to stars found myself in the death since the vader's darther than God took a jade blade to the arm in the room greener than odd as the dog gnashed at the throat and the bullet shattered his jaw feed back to the speakers the bleachers leave them in awe blue ruin defeatist the preacher teachings are off still live in a casket now next to my brother right next to my mother still buried each other copulated and faded the contraceptive evaded jamaican until the death of the queen and i'm still new just yorked all over basket this case this rotten with actors the fruit is barely reactive the sweetness is in the juice chernobyl disaster all factors gaining the proof if this waters is only toxic the poison will give me power a hero seconding hours the minutes are vicious cycles i'm biking away from cowards the clock is twin to the towers (is dead to the mute) untied from the noose but the tight is only loose high rise when i jump - snap back to the truth end. [Hook] I think I've met god
3.
[Verse 1] i wont ever dumb it down give a fuck about production buzzing nothings ever structured til a god has taken cover every person in the swell of battle, tossed away as gravel kicked and stepping stones for cattle, clipped i'm fucking sure i've battled every demon in my brain, every demon in this universe every racists aching putrid worth every claim to name misuse of curse a lion in a den of humans, whips and dirty chains you can take away my heart but you can never take my brain maybe my mind will take a stroll follow for a jitter brisk - the winds what makes it cold if the purpose to exist -- is to levitate and show as in each his own is own to each and souls are what we hold i may never know but oh i'm getting kind of old losing my religion feeling christ is but a cold simple wave of science health obstruction find a cure i dun sold my soul but mistress found her knees praying that i blow a load i found some found some mental stimulation mind has been erased im racing grasping to impatient back and forth and i'm packing heat my tongue is but the placement loading up the ammo shots have fired in my basement reaching for my heart i think im finding situations finding shit she's finding shit i'm blind and look abrasive find i'm fine you get i get im drinking and i'm schwasted auto theft the grandest scheme i'm grinding til i'm faceless outlaw stand adjacent [Hook] Fuck is you saying? Fuck are you saying to me? [Verse 2] real shit i'm hit quick real rap with the smack shit finna kill em with the pack shit illa nigga when the match lit hitta back a nigga passed quick vader vader imma see you later if i hop in fader imma gas tip elevator with a gas light penetrate her escalator delegate her inflitrate her til her back dips meditator regulator escavate her i'm spelunking til the crack shifts like a caveman i neanderthal leave you so appalled as the prince is called cyhi just shy guy with the blank face and the thunder paws rinnegan this renegade is eminem with a better name or a better cage with an agent orange for a bitter day hit a nuke i'm a set it off let it go i'mma let it fall james don imma lebron the ball molotov imma lit fire been a dead prez since az jay z with the based heat chi town with the god rounds imma cut sounds like i'm blaise b temptations i'm tentancion with a darkness killing see suicide as the homies die no homicide is ever killing me
4.
5.
[Verse 1] i am the running man i am the running man we oscillate around reason like we're a ceiling fan my eyes have seen the damned your thighs have seen my hands we used to be in love but love had other men (sad sally sacks) the crease upon your lips i traced it with my tongue i swear to god that this goddess has my got a lotta lung the way you used to talk the verbs could see the sun by now they're probably blind the lies recede the heart we can talk and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk about the bitches huh? aye we can fake it like we never copulated on the darker sun aye [Chorus] You'd better run and hide You'd better save your mind [Verse 2] this pains a religion blind faith as witness ive been smoking on the holy ghost drinking liquors just for business i took that initiative nose up like cocaine i'm bleeding from my left eye young child under right wheels if we fight steel with a sharp blade then my weak full veins find appeal imma Copperfield as the bullet cauterizes on horizon no asylum i define the darkness as a fall guilt suicide of the lost will i skipped on the last hill gave up when i saw the summit kiss jumped cliff out to Garfield my sis said to get out light girls never talk real only set up for your downfall hold up as a dark man take pride cuz the wars on spent time with my head cracked get bent im your bad back
6.
[Verse 1] i've been stuck inside my mind figuring that the labyrinth another form of grind never thought i make it past the condescending in banter ascending sentence to transfer levitate for the answer god aint really real just a figment of my thought dishonest truth to dampen out the sadness when i walk just as static as the magnet thats attracting as i talk esoteric to a fault i'm just expelling all my thoughts i'm defending as the ark nail depression to the wall take a piece and be apart my last supper last fucker my glass mother shattered i'm clashing to depart see the muscles and the cellular the blood is running soft light headed still dreaded jamaican to my pops feel? rearrange my countenance as a tear should never fall slim picking on an ounce of piff the spliff is season all - still trading in the nourishment for services to spark - kill [Verse 2] see i ain't watch my mother die but the vegetated state of a degenerated situation non communication theresa told the hospital that she ain't have a son the hysterectomy in exchange my father gave her one and i ain't trying to live within a slump sitting in a stump feeling chump with chump change the ever breathing lung outlaw -- star system galactic to a mars christened Rei transform is all worn incisions laceration, validation, pass the casket vacant hole in the wall DC my momma karma's made it all the while the ivy's got a hold wrapped behind my back bitch lied about a carriage missed the baby's at her chest plea bargain fuck nigga to fuck my nigga next took me to the funeral usual bitches ain't shit but us niggas been the cause dragging out her feelings since the love is just a farce but the player never paused sauter up my vessels i got armor to distress you -- if i die before the war is over slow up on the park hop out gun toting i'm stroking for the fall put a bullet in my fathers head i swear i'll never call
7.
[Verse 1] stay gone like my mother fucking dad aye just trying hit the wall i'm still sitting side ways stay paul no tekken but i'm strectching still laying on that goddamn couch sippin cardi' head feeling SGI within a stargate bout five years ago i was twenty i aint never touch a drink real niggas had to think but depression got the of him by twenty two ann been dead but twenty four slid right around the corner like that toad had got to texting caught the rosalina order hit the border and I spun now the bowsers and the mario's are flying to the sun and i'm stuck here in this room feeling gloom when a run chained into this kart but still i change the pace and prace with the grace the race was never won feels like fifth got a slow accelaration but i tear it up and her peaches getting eaten when i'm speeding past the one you aint really have to do me like that she said did you really have to do you like that i replied if you really want my heart then you occupy my time if communication stops then the organ draws the line and its over no reproach or wooden roller coaster with a jhanky screw loose and the apparatus titled when the coaster hops the track and you're always forced to feel it since my mind will never stop and i always burn the village richochet this bullet in my truman like i'll stay alive since this love is just a game and every cat has nine lives when my constellation aligns just a litten in the water surfing high tide this is bye bye sorry i lied something i'm best at something you've always gotten i regret that still i'm lowdown and rotten yeah you stressed that or was that me telling you why you text back - its a different nigga every time you hit text back so i ain't really fucking scared to face a fucking set back cuz when we face time still my jet lags so i upset you and you just hit back soo i ignore you now fuck a fucking write back all minutes and the moments and the days away i'm waiting way away kick that soccer ball far but the yellow card is the play on my life is live on benches at the bar
8.
9.
[Verse 1] nigga who are you? i dont really know you fuck this whole mind shit i dont even own you fuck this whole rhyme shit i dont even know clue fuck this whole design and c- limb up this line with a nostril to the black in the back upstairs in her room for the day of her birth and i'm losing it i wonder her love is as serious as this music is i wonder if these drugs are as blood as as that blade in her tissue cuz i lie trying to find god burning up my hours since i couldln't leave my job but i did i couldn't stand dreaming i couldn't stand hurt where my knee hit frankling by same orange ave where the holly hit the wood and that truck had hit the drag bumping clear soul forces i was trying to lose weight i was trying to get home cuz my girl was gonna skate but she wasn't my girl this wasn't my world i did not listen i did not fix it take one swing the batter still misses lateral i'm laddering to lather up the latter holding chatter the distractor disaster is in this bottle haruko's the head of a vespa full throttle crawling through this feeling the mirror of a model the ceiling in her basement that's she's seeing as he's skeeting and he deep without a condom problem? awesome. come alone and solve them from austin to boston dc to compton this nonsense is bombing like pressure in the canister art within my acura i'm accurate the fanalis the magi the answer is death do you ever dream that you can breathe without regrets? do you ever sleep whenever sleep aint leaving rest do you ever speak whenever speech is feeling stressed? need to hold my chest fuck it here's the knife i'll gouge it in myself cutting through bone in the rib cage the skins i give you my heart i really want to die and everybody's in the dark the sadness of the ark the covenant we start it always fall apart will always fall apart why do we always fall apart? [Hook] why do i always fall apart? why do i always fall apart [Verse 2] ever since my mom died shit's just been different on the bright side -- i guess i'm still living to the outsiders peeking through a one way glass with a dampen on the walls so perception is see a not hear sort of weak not feared and its lean not beer klonopin and adderol add it in the negative subtract you get the tally up six deaths in two years no home in twenty five no bread i'm pennywise minimize too black i'm vilified sinner mind gorilla glue - can't fix it these mind tricks ain't misfit that bitch can get this impact - colossal this comet corrupted and clustered emotional bullet if ever you fronted the tongue of this pistol been bumping his gums and i'm piercing his mullet tied to a star she can tug a sun up over the summit
10.
[Verse 1] steady asking is you sad? did you get it altogether are your pockets getting fat? is your heart just as cloudy as the blinding cataract? do you cry? wait up - can you fly? why is it it always fails in efforts when you try but the effortless can help you move boulders turning over shoulders got a bout an hour til i work curbing off the lonely spilling cum up on my shirt what the fuck i swear its all just frustration holiday's are coming every body getting placement i know we always fight and i'm always fucking up but if you give a nother try i swear i'll probably fuck it up again and i really want to change but i'm so sad that the dark cloud follows in this game fuck this rap shit nigga i just want to survive dodging pistols from the feds but the last bullet through will be actor in my head dont wanna bother my friends and tell them they ain't really friends but its not because of them i just feel nothing within everybody think i'm blowing but the musics been still dont ever give up - ya'll niggas for real? it takes one bitter moment for a clown to get kill i'm tragic - like trap kids playing the hero burner to the timmy tummy for an ounce of that deniro just give me a chance, nothing big just a little call a shinigami killer reap my soul sickle fickle
11.

credits

released July 25, 2017

side b.


Features: Emilee Wild, Amber Ryann

Producers: Young Taylor, Ignorvnce, Eevee, Beat Joven, showerkid, P. Will, MB13 Classixcs, 6risko

Recorded: The Laundry Room, Frederick, MD - The Chamber Studios, Burbank, CA

Mixed: Anthony "Airospace" Alexander
Mastered: Oluwajumi "Jumi" Olowofoyeku



RIP to A. Clement, K. Mack, Vader, Mr. Hahn, Chester Bennington

I love you all.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Airospace Washington, D.C.

spvcecult.co
xxx

IG: @airospvce
emo space core

contact / help

Contact Airospace

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

Airospace recommends:

If you like Airospace, you may also like: