We've updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE HERE

by AIR CREDITS

/
  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Pressed on red vinyl at 45rpm. Slow it down!

    Includes unlimited streaming of BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE HERE via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 14 days

      $20 USD or more 

     

  • Streaming + Download

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

      $8 USD  or more

     

1.
TAKEOFF 01:41
Hello to everyone on flight 206,185 This is your captain speaking. We’re flying at an altitude of thirty seven thousand feet, and our airspeed is eight hundred miles per hour Let me address the elephant in the room: I know making it onto this aircraft wasn’t the easiest thing. At moments, it may have seemed like the most selfish thing But let me assure you that all of our loved ones would have wanted us to be here; Believe that you’re here. Accept I am going to quickly get us away from these parts to the best of my abilities for as long as I possibly can Let us use this time to reflect on what got us here and what kept us here. Let’s spend these next moments present, thankful, humbled, aware In the meantime, I’ll be pointing out landmarks, moments in time and space, a few inevitable disasters and some really remarkable forces of nature Don’t forget to place your feet flat to the floor Your exits are non-existent Brace for impact
2.
One problem I only got one problem I’m strapped to this bomb Stressed to the gods Pray for a code Pray for a arm Prey of the day Day of the dead Pick of the grave Hand to grenade Loose of the grip DNA spray They told me not to party outside First time I heard it at a party outside Never trust two eyes Party outside First time I heard it at a party outside We get’n captured for data All my folks in a scatter Use this song for awareness Don’t trust all appearances Ask your people for clearances They not scanning for viruses Stand clear of appliances They’re all rigged Cameras is all here Stay in ya bunker It’s only been ___ years (It’s only been ___ years!) Replacing doors with walls I’m in a social withdrawal The cannon’s on me, it’s drawn I hate we fell for the con In office got us a Kahn The planet feeds off the brain This section’s built for the brawn Don’t pay the price of ya arm Don’t pay the price of ya leg Don’t pay the price of ya lung They got us under a thumb They got bleeding for crumbs Finessin us from the womb They keep us swimming in clues Don’t won’t give us the water I’m sick of reading the room They wanna lead us to slaughter I’m sick of reading the room We’ve been forewarned Things ain’t solid plus shit storm Toss votes just the prick gone Even tho the color get picked off Gotta wear cloth to have guard From uncureable cough Unlearning laws From unpureable gods While maintaining at unlivable odds I’m worth a diamond Even those have flaws I’m free as a bird But even those get bars
3.
Domestic trash service Keep the bag birkin Keep the eye lurking Keep the op serpent Keep the cut surgeon Keep the plot certain Double our profit they’ll kill us for surging Double our worth and they’ll kill us for nothing Domestic trash service I’ll remain bogus I’ll retain focus I’ll remain in motion Forever mourn the ocean Wait forget the notion Double our profit they’ll kill us for ________ Double our worth and they’ll kill us for nothing Domestic trash service Pick up in the morning Dumped before ya yawnin All without a warning Finessing seeming charming Lost without a garmin Trading air for garments Bred and raised for combat Cannon in the arm rest Cannon hit for progress BANG We push, no moving forward Hard describing normal Quick in need of portal Gas is lit through convos Virus makes the combo We all got left for compost Left to bathe in pyro Perspective stuck on gonzo Hardest pill to swallow Do what ya can just stay with the payload Everything fast just keep with the pace slow Work too hard to keep with the pay low Do what ya can just stay with the payload Everything fast just keep with the pace slow Work too hard
4.
Never want for something you can’t even build Can’t profit off something that you can’t reveal There’s honor in doing the work in the field Believe when I say don’t worry bout time That shit ain’t even for real It’s draining to only survive where you live We’re built for the labor, they keep what they kill Got brought to the table and left with the bill I can’t even keep up with the time That shit ain’t even for real They charged me an arm, got robbed for a rib Just stay in the crib, don’t grow out the crib Jump out the window, they’ll build you again Been fuckin us over for all of this time So funny, that shit ain’t even for real Grab a pill, take this here, you’ll be well prepared, get you floating through some timelines What is even real anymore? What is even real anymore? Nothing is for sure Get ready ready World so heavy heavy Break the levee levee Now the water’s fallin down Get ready ready World so heavy heavy Break the levee levee Now the water’s all around Get ready ready World so heavy heavy Break the levee levee Now the water’s fallin down Get ready ready World so heavy heavy Break the levy levy Now the water’s all around What is even real anymore? What is even real anymore? Nothing is for sure
5.
HOT ONE 03:42
Hop up out the bed, turn my water on Sike, we ain’t even got none 200 degrees it’s gone be a hot one Escape it with a pill I’m might just pop one Hop up in my dune buggy just to break some laws Sike, we ain’t even got none Got a laser shotgun riding shotgun If I don’t have to use it I’m the lucky one Hangin from the rope Hangin from the rope, I know Hangin from the rope Hangin from the rope, I know Hangin from the rope We put our trust in the internet Everything’s hittin a pinnacle Pretending your section is at a rest Delusion can prove to be fatal The banning of color was major Invention of value was flagrant Remember when mourning was sacred Remember when morning was taken The night has been 24/7 We hide in the plain Can see us when you change up ya angles We speak from the lungs to cypher more air The lack of the shame made us famous Not from where we from Still on the run When more people come could be dangerous Damnit you livin so spacious 100 babies locked in cages If I had a limb I would free em Carpe diem Got my denim by the thread Venom sippin jug by the liter I’m alleviating all the pain I’m feeling Tell me what the fuck are we breathing Can I get a lung Can I get a new back the pressure on it weighs a ton Upgrades for the maintenance Updates for surveillance Clockin us every minute Discredit all our premonitions Predetermine all our situations Fuck it we sick of the waiting selling a cure and we sick while we waiting Fuck it we sick of the waiting selling a cure and we sick while we waiting
6.
DROWNING 02:08
Drowning’s only tight when the temperature’s right Drowning’s only tight when the temperature’s right Drowning’s only tight when the temperature’s right Drowning’s only tight when the temperature’s right I’ve been operating on another tone Bring my dogs together while we hunting for a another bone I’ve been operating while I’m on my low Bring my dogs together while we hunting for a different goal I’ve been operating while I find my soul I’ve been operating tell my dogs to find me by the goal I’ve been operating while I find my tone I’ve been out here drowning, I’ve been Drowning’s only tight When the temperature is right If you grab the mic You can say what you like I keep a pound right by the light I’m one with the night Venom in my cup Got me rolling like a kite Temperature’s ready Got me drowning on the low Temperature’s ready Got me drowning on the low Drowning’s only tight when the temperature’s right Drowning’s only tight when the temperature’s right Drowning’s only tight when the temperature’s right Drowning’s only tight when the temperature’s right
7.
PRAY 01:45
Not a lot of color out here Never water round us but we can still drown here Can’t believe I’m still down here Don’t tell me baby that I’m down here I’ll just pray I’ll just wait He’ll send help my way I’ll just wait while they prey on me Grave filled with faith Baby at the bottom you can find me Silver lining baby cannot find it Came here digging for a bigger diamond Ain’t no lacking too much don’t remind me Too much trauma it ain’t worth rewinding Time is longer call it anaconda I might end the drama Roll in pack because I know we hunting Skewing us up like we in Benihana Come in directions I call it contra You cum in directions that’s kama sutra No reason for leaving the harbor the boat and no water No leaving the cut without shooter Got blood under cuticles I’m sick of just moving through cubicles While y’all just praying to crucifix Watching my back with my candle lit Need some direction can’t handle it Short on my string like a mandolin Stepping outside is like gambling Rolling snake eyes on the corner My soles have been stuck to the bottom I’m hoping you call me a martyr I used to be feeling immortal I used to be feeling immortal
8.
BLACKBOX 01:13

about

BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE HERE
Mixed by Greg Magers at The Attic
Mastered by Collin Jordan at Boiler Room
Cover photo by Kari Greer | kariphotos.com
Voiceover on Takeoff by Jill Hopkins
© 2021 Wasteland Radio New Archives

credits

released August 13, 2021

license

tags

about

AIR CREDITS Chicago, Illinois

Up until this point, Air Credits have brought back many warnings from the nearfuture. After endless ricochet between timelines, the band has found themselves aligned with the present one. The moment is now. Believe That You’re Here.

contact / help

Contact AIR CREDITS

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

AIR CREDITS recommends:

If you like AIR CREDITS, you may also like: