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C O N T I N U U M

electronic music

16:22

2025

Composed in 2017, C O N T I N U U M is an electronic suite that showcases Joshua Alexander's early experiments with sound design, music production, writing, and vocal performance. Through epic-esque storytelling interwoven with angst, humor, reflection and repose, JXANDER defines spaces and times within a singular creative gesture presented in its rawest form.

(I came from a place
That’s so long ago,
So long ago)

See
See it how I saw it
I might be the one for you
Yet I make you uncomfortable (boom: reverb bass drum or stomp)
Hear
Hear just what I heard that night
I almost lost my life
Tryna avoid your disposition

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See
Believe what you want
I came from a place that’s so long ago
I came from a place that’s so long ago
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Still at it, huh?
Still at it, huh?
I don’t smoke nor drink
My mind clear nigga, what I’m supposed to think?
Walking through the streets, I must see like Stevie
All the hidden disrespect that gets exposed to me
Cancer, low esteem gets sold to me
Dead or not ahead is how we supposed to be so
Fuck being humble nigga
Laser with the sting, no bumble nigga
Tasers chasing me, still move gracefully
Like her best sundress in the summer nigga
Yeah my chick don’t like those
Bitch niggas in nice clothes
Who bow down to white folks
Only cuz they’ll do you dirty
I learned early
Brown liquor and coke to the face for heaven’s sake
Killed them aches in a hurry from
Running with kids that ate my cake up
Argumentative texts before I’d wake up
Bad bitches in bad makeup
Hating ass niggas still tryna handshake up
Escaping oppression from world powers
Working minimum wage, maximum hours
Check cashed on Friday, Saturday it’s gone
Still MVP with no ring like Patrick Mahomes
Still
Cast the dice, prepare a glass with ice
Crack the seal
No breaks
I was in peak condition
Party and bullshit just like we conditioned
Then it’s off to the races
Any institution you placed in a plantation
Let them tell it, that’s it
Play your position
Fuck the micro-aggressions and sneak disses
But no

I know
I know, I know
I am from that place where they swear I’m the worst when my nuts hang low
Life is a bitch, but she’s fairer than most
Make sure I fuck right, Cullen Jones with the stroke
Tell me why the hell I should fix what ain’t broke?
If it works, then let’s go
Let’s go
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Hey, yeah, yeah
Hey yeah, hey yeah, heyeah
Hey, hey, hey, heyeah

Same shit
Different day yeah
Oh you don’t say?
But you don’t really know me Ima
Four, five, six way player
Only one goal
Seven, eight, nine, ten figures
Don’t give a fuck about yours
You didn’t know?
Better call somebody
Our women like centerfolds
In their face, mind, spirit, and body I
Got one for myself, all kinda fine
Photo shoot up any place, no Columbine
Inspired by the basic and sublime
Can’t shit make sense when I got the time

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One thing, one thing
One thing’s for certain
Run things, run things
Fuck up a stage and a curtain
Give me that, give me that there
Hi Hat, give me that snare
Now let’s put it on display
Let them see it different ways
Show they ass you don’t play
Yeah, they already know a nigga great
Rest In Peace my nigga Jay

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Uh
All these eyes on me
All these eyes on me
And they minds on me
All this ice on me
And it’s mine homie
Give it a try homie
Know you gotta try homie
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Have you ever seen
Somebody else’s worst nightmares become your dreams?
Fuck fighting fair my niggas
Lean on your genes
Success the best cause they don’t want you to succeed
Make em fell it in their spleen
Uh
Be on top of the crop, the cream
Cause cash rules every damn thing
Beware of that vanity, greed
Best friends of every damned king
Be more G, More Michael Myers than Vorhees comma Jason
Get my chase on
Fuck a hockey mask, got my face on
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_______00:10:26
One thing
I’m 23 tryna get my 6 rings
I’m 24 making sure the bite stings
You really balling if you can see
One thing
I’m 23 tryna get my 6 rings
I’m 24 making sure the bite stings
You really balling if you can see
One thing
I’m 23 tryna get my 6 rings
I’m 24 making sure the bite stings
You really balling if you can see
One thing
I’m 23 tryna get my 6 rings
I’m 24 making sure the bite stings
You really balling if you can see

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Yeah
All this ice on me
All this ice on me
And it’s mine homie
La la la, la la la
La la la, la la la
La la
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Can’t nobody save you nigga
Look at everything I gave you nigga
But you still in the grave you nigga
Might as well had enslaved you nigga
Or caught you with your finger on the trigger
Or caught you with your finger on our women
Or caught you with some drugs in your pocket
Fuck your history and how you living
Keeping you down is like a religion
Build it with black backs is the scripture
Thinking you smart cause you dark? I don’t feel it
Get any bright ideas I’ma kill em
Always gotta fight my fears when I come near you
But you’ll always fight round here, even the mirrors
Cause most niggas don’t like niggas who speak clearer
And most niggas don’t want wealth, only careers that make their souls disappear
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Fuck your shit, I’m on my own
And fuck your bitch, she can swallow my shlong
Ima make sure she don’t follow me home
Just make sure she don’t fall like Rome
I remember old Atlanta like the dome
You don’t wanna know that Atlanta and them zones
But now you wanna buy up all the land for your own
Raise property taxes till our grandmamas gone
Fact is, any blackness you blast unless it moves us backwards
Your next wife, just ask her if
Her ass got fatter from twerking to drum patterns
Boyfriend with a fitted, she called him Madhatter
Alice, Alice, how you feel in that Peachtree palace?
I came from Apple Jacks, Raman noodles, bologna sandwiches
Yeah we scratched, scraped up what we could
Tunk out double, tonight Ima eat good
That’s a common story when living in the hood

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Slow down, slow down
All y’all should know now
My skin color doesn’t make me the other
So fuck what you saying, no rubber
My great great great grandmother
Only wanted her land, no trouble
A little bit of health for her brother
A lil’ bit of wealth for one another
And that’s it
The story’s pretty fucking tragic
But instead of stepping in traffic
We participate in the madness
Never forget
America planned this

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I had to get back on the horse for this one
Like pushing a Porsche par for the course
Cop the truck, not the sport
So Zoey can reach doors quicker
Mi amor with me, three in the morning
Beach breeze on the porch
The screen blocking all sorts of different
Insects
None flyer than I
My shine tires your eyes
Watch, I might surprise yah
Let your soul guide yah
Rhymes fire
Flow like oil geyser
Can’t help I was born wiser
A fool with these jewels
Gems of knowledge leave Joe Schmoes confused
My brim valued at more than wallets worth
Drive like taxi cabs
I build from a plot of Earth
Still
Started at zilch
Forged like blacksmith
Force it if I can’t Sith
I remain the Bane of their existence
All it took was aim and some persistence

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