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Just In Case

by Slake Dransky

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Robert What a journey this is. Slake has evolved so much since Spoonerism. Just in Case is a wild collection of difference influences and genres, many of which Slake hasn't forayed into before and yet it all fits so well.
It's a vibe, also the mastering is exceedingly crisp 🙌 Favorite track: Highway 99.
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1.
Breakfast 02:54
I saved my life recreating some sound scapes You swig a paper bag for long enough and the ground shakes I sold a couple records not a flex it’s a down payment You know your girl’s a fan but she won’t say where she found Slake About that... Moral of the story is we trying, kids I wasted years tryna figure out why i exist i told my managers you need me you can fly my in i told Keat the family will feed off my likenesses And I meant that And I meant that And I meant that And I meant that shit And I meant that shit He lies, we lie, they lie, she lies The body don't forget jack shit (palm trees palms trees palm trees palm trees palm trees) Eating on the intro that's what breakfast is (palm trees palms trees palm trees palm trees palm trees) The body don't forget that shit Okay okay okay I just need some cute nails and a long inhale Honestly I aint seen an L in so damn long we pen pals I got homies on the west coast playing red rover with their brain cells Got a good friend and we make out Got the same birthday as J Balvin Like do tell, my guy Put a Rolly on my unemployment fucking debit card got a clean conscience, yeah They been rosey with the cameras on they been giving you sweet nonsense She like you don’t get to screenshot this I might just give her discrete noggin I wake up to give cheek kisses Make a beat Take a beat yee-haw-stage Goomie Houser in the peacoat my theme song my crucifix Funny looking little twenty something gave my youngest minutes to the 206 Money movement gave me tunnel vision but my cunnilingus made me luminous I think I could get used to this Favorite rapper yelling who is this Lotus flowers in my teeth now when I see God I make music with her Some of y’all got three houses Maybe we’ll be eating you for dinner Google 52 Slansky trials I got violence in my true religions Really tryna let the movement in Bring the hook back ooo you wish Run the track till my dogs bark Syphon gas from that cop car I was wack then I am wack now But you have to know about me, Nardwuar We get life in a glass house on a giant rock from a dying star Homie do not tell me what my brand is Do not tell me what the odds are Run the track till my dogs bark Not a rapper I'm a pop star Wack then; wack now Gotta know about me, Nardwuar We get life in a glass house on a giant rock from a dying star Bitch do not tell me what my brand is Do not tell me what the odds are
2.
Switch! 02:30
They say I got a shot No shit Fuck your money Fuck a job I might fuck your whole shit Momma raised a fucking scholar I know shit Fuck your money Fuck a job I might fuck your whole shit Oh shit, oh Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Oh shit, oh Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! (listen) Oh shit, oh If I can see the whole universe with my eyes closed What was the whole fucking point of public school That shit must have been a typo I was told if I’m good I can see God maybe catch a light show But the local pastor kept a loaded magnum in the hollow back of his bible That’s life though I’m just grabbing my popcorn Text saying we should talk more See a lotta of things I think are funny make some people wonder bout me Maybe y'all are boring, I'm fun (Fun!) Don't be the same as you was (Fun!) Don't get impressive cuz once you impressive you never impressive enough Hush (Hush!) I need a day to exist That shit ain't paying my rent So might as well make myself rich Shit They say I got a shot No shit Fuck your money Fuck a job I might fuck your whole shit Momma raised a fucking scholar I know shit Fuck your money Fuck a job I might fuck your whole shit Oh shit, oh Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Oh shit, oh Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! Switch! (listen) Oh shit, oh
3.
Move back! Give me space to grow Give me kisses while I’m living don’t you chase my ghost I’m too fast I don’t wait for pulpit I’m a goddamn legend if you came for the quotes And this is play time I been Beethoven day tripping on the bass line Got your face hole way open It’s a great 5 minutes The way we slide in it Face first lapping up your waves like Venice Certified menace to your dad, stay hidden If he catches me imma need a damn eye witness, wait Hold up, can I get vibe checketh? Wait, hold up, can I get a- ah fuck it High stepping like original simp The juice helps me break the ice like it’s Disney within If I’m the tri-state area you're my Perry Platypus Tear me up baby I don’t care what this is We sippin' Bombay and Julio in the hotel pool My Ms. Agave you sweet you spinning me back to your room Ah ah ah Baby I don't wanna break the rules But I want another taste of you Baby I don't wanna break the rules break the rules Want another taste of you
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[Verse 1] [Slake] Darling am I pleasing for ya If you need I’ll bring you California On my knees they hear us down the hall All of me with all of you involved Eyes on the wall like you better not tell on us Beautiful silhouette skeletons I just wanna feel you breathing You the only one can shut me up Say you broken you okay to me You don’t know what I got baked in me In your hands I am clay in pieces In your pocket I wait patiently I just know you look like grace to me I want you bad I want you mad indecent I want everything your past and present If it’s good you make great it me If you need I’ll bring you California All of me with all of you involved [Chorus] [Caleb.] Silk blush Bring me out of me Easy More Couldn’t look away if i wanted Nothing I could say but I want it Mmm More More [Verse 2] [Slake] When I’m in my body I can see the city in the glint of your glasses I think I can see it all as it happens I think I got time for this When the clock don’t tick And your eyes roll back And your legs close in And our phones keep napping When I’m in my body (Hey!) I know why I get like this Your touch has an innocence If I could stay flush with your skin If I could wake up and then do this again If i could turn every minute to infinite eye colored images that is clutch i could live within [Chorus] [Caleb.] Silk blush Bring me out of me Easy More Couldn’t look away if i wanted Nothing I could say but I want it Mmm More More
5.
Just In Case 04:46
[Verse 1] When the shit's already hit the fan When the shit’s already hit the fan Yeah yeah Never ran quick but I ran out of oxygen I pissed off the neighborhood watch again It's like: everybody on they rockstar shit Till they call you on stage from the audience And when the shit’s already hit the blades; Hit the backdrop Pretty isn’t real it’s a back lot Did I get it all backwards? Can I get it all back? Hm. *Beat switch* (Vocalization) Did I get it all backwards? Can I get it all back? Mmmm Did I get it all backwards? Can I get it all, wait- Faith never made a bump in the concrete This is not luck this is just me stomping I was told speak shut up be hot be love be unapologetically sorry I think i’m mixing it up again Did it get it all backwards? Did it get it all backwards? I don't- [Chorus] I don’t wanna fuck up Ahhhhhhhhh Should I break my tongue Will it fix my breath Should I hate what I’ve done When I did my best Can we please not rush Ahhhhhhhhhh What about all the things that get left in the world When you get left in the world World Hey [Verse 2] My me I miss my old place My me I slept the whole day again And my me what a difficult name Is it difficult? Am i difficult? My me I miss this old face My me I’m tripping out on my waist again Who I see when the video plays Can be difficult (I don't wanna fuck up) Stop picking at your face you will hurt that How you gonna ever give a grade to a first draft? I was told play isn’t life it’s a phase But my life wasn’t made for you, so (Can we please not rush) Why do I worry about all this? What kind of me am I offering? What kind of me did you want again? I wanna live [Chorus] I don’t wanna fuck up Ahhhhhhhhh Should I break my tongue Will it fix my breath Should I hate what I’ve done When I did my best Can we please not rush Ahhhhhhhhhh What about all the things that get left in the world When you get left in the world World Hey *beat switch* [Verse 3] In your digital medium I am often at large I don’t see what you see See we are who we are I’m the son of a daughter who come to Washington partly by way of California took the Slansky name under God Mom. Two kids had to wrangle like the rodeo If I ever make it she gon' tell 'em all "I told you so" Mom and Papa proper did the splits It is what it is I was pretty rigid as a kid I've been growing though You hit your twenties and the broke hits different The road hits different Tequila in your throat hits different Your folks can’t fix it Your phone light on the roach can’t fix it You say you know me then why the tip of your nose extending? Gosh Nowadays I assume that you’ve known loss Nowadays we don’t do it if we won’t profit And the geniuses keep moving the wrong margins And your music isn’t music if it’s not content And that local venue’s quickly, uh, out of options So the lenders are promotors now you can’t stop it But they always keep the sign in the box office So you keep walking So you keep walking You gotta keep walking Keep walk keep walking Walk on walk on walk on
6.
[Vocalization] Well I didn't help ya I didn't help ya Well I didn't- [Verse 1] Where’d you go How’ve you been You changed your number I changed my friends I paid my debts And then they raised my rent And then I raised my voice until I had none left [Hook] And I walked on I walked on I walked on I walked on [Verse 2] Bide my time Bite my tongue I made my choices I made you run I think I talk too much I don't say shit And this whole world's fucked I used to really want kids [Hook] But I walked on I walked on I walked on [Bridge] What makes you think I can care for you? I eat my dinner on the kitchen floor like I always do What makes you think I care care for you? And why is that surprising? I can't care for my own tattoos What makes you think I can care for you? (What makes you think I can care for you?) I eat my dinner on the kitchen floor like I always do (I always do) What makes you think I care care for you? And why is that surprising? I can't care for my own tattoos [Chorus] So are we gonna tell them What comes next (I walked on) I wish I could talk my way out of how I'm feeling Are we gonna tell them What comes next What comes next What should I tell myself Just in case I need it Just in case I need it Just in case I need it What should I tell myself Just in case I need it
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[Hook] I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna I just wanna be honest I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna I just wanna be honest I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna I just wanna be honest I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna I just wanna be honest [Verse 1] [Slake] I just wanna smile bright so bright need a sleep mask I am not shy you should please ask I just want my money so high bring ski pants If I light it it will never need a pre-amp If I write it it will never be the pre-amble All the broke kids love me like a free sample On my Chopin shit I'm in pole position I've been sleeping in my car since Seattle uh Norman to Dallas through Denton Tour gives you homies and exits Tour makes you money but money’s expensive I don't pay rent with your mentions I don’t do that top five ten shit I ain't tryna kick it in your club, that’s Juventus I want a party of seven on Sunday at Fenwick’s I want a friend for the ending [Hook] I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna I just wanna be honest I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna I just wanna be honest I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna I just wanna be honest I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna I just wanna be honest [Verse 2] [Teza] Everything sucks I don't wanna be a quitter Fuck you Fake news Swear it's all making me sick Hear my phone ring don't wanna talk either Say I'm so cold but karma's that bitch Momma it's just two-seater: me and my bag Doubt me just play my shit I'm on the road freeing my feelings So you understand fighting through it takes a risk Yuh I've been lost before Won't be there again My against myself Till the fucking end Cuz [Hook} [Both] I just wanna I just wanna be okay I just wanna be okay [Slake] I just wanna know I wanna be over this [Teza] I just wanna be honest [Slake} I just wanna move through the night [Teza] I just wanna be [Slake] Dance through the day Never see the whites of my eyes With my hands on my face [Teza] I just wanna be okay [Slake] I just wanna be I just wanna be [Both] I just wanna I just wanna be okay
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9.
Highway 99 04:23
(Chorus) Highway 99 are the roads dry I don’t make it back enough north side I was sitting passenger the whole time And it all came peacefully Highway 99 are the roads dry Just a couple skellies on a cold night Wonder what you’re thinkin bout on your side Cuz it all came peacefully mm mm mm mm Cuz it all came peacefully (Verse 1) once in a while imma let you be nice to me can you say it soft say it twice to me who my grandma sees that is who i’m trying to be but i get that double vision in the driver’s seat who you running away from when i give to you there’s nobody it takes from got that louisville slugger you practically grew up with but you running out of people you can chase love (Chorus 2) Highway 99 are the roads dry I don’t make it back enough north side I was sitting passenger the whole time And it all came peacefully Highway 99 are the roads dry Just a couple skellies on a cold night Wonder what you’re thinkin bout on your side Cuz it all came peacefully mm mm mm mm Cuz it all came peacefully (Verse 2) still on my broke shit never stuck my nose out still got covid still aint read your message only real if it’s opened i don’t fear the hate i fear becoming unnoticed The rain starts to stick to the windshield You ask me if i ever thought we’d get here But i’m still tryna figure out where here is So I tell you that my first job was near ish My first dog never saw me do adult shit So i hold every puppy just exactly how i’d hold him When they get to heaven they got something they can talk about I swear you know me like my nose know my momma’s house I swear you hold me like i’m tryna hold my momma down Way too many homies jumped ship when we charted south Wait until the river ‘fore you harpeth out Wade into the river if she callin now i like my shit uncolonized I keep my god unpronounced Keep my music short and sweet just in case i gotta bounce You wanna be followed but be followed how i don’t wanna reach the finish line and be hollowed out i use my pen to put it all in sound You used to pencil in your darker brows And there’s some very different versions of ourselves who’d be awful proud I think i hear them talking now (Chorus 3) Highway 99 are the roads dry I don’t make it back enough north side I was sitting passenger the whole time And it all came peacefully Highway 99 are the roads dry Just a couple skellies on a cold night Wonder what you’re thinkin bout on your side Cuz it all came peacefully mm mm mm mm Cuz it all came peacefully
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Ask 03:09
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(Hook) I’m over the hump, yeah, I just got back from the Garden You got a whole lot of stuff, huh, I want that actual harvest I’m over the hump, yeah, I just got back from the Garden Put my homies on high Now it’s attack of the martians ah ah Pull me off the page i’m impatient ah ah You aint real, you just really famous ha ha ha I just got back from the garden You got a whole lot of stuff, huh I got that actual harvest (Verse 1) I just got back from the garden put a few t-tough tracks on a project watch this put a spoon cap on all the heads gimme johans like scarlet put my homies on high now it’s what that last part said got a clean suit no jarvis please no ash on the carpet gave you all my colors out of pocket so you took the sauce and called it béchamel i was always meant to play the author it was hip hop or it was snl I don’t make anything easy but I can do everything well they still love me out in Sea-Tac they still fuck with me in Nashville bare my soul like chip and dale it’s a cole world no riverdale kwasimoto i got over the hump i’m morimoto with the fishtail I could skrr skrr if it suits me my speeds are yes and absolutely yes I don’t do sorta I sure don’t do maybe no it’s a George Michael Bluthe thing (Hook) I’m over the hump, yeah, I just got back from the Garden You got a whole lot of stuff, huh, I want that actual harvest I’m over the hump, yeah, I just got back from the Garden Put my homies on high Now it’s attack of the martians ah ah Pull me off the page i’m impatient ah ah You aint real, you just really famous ha ha ha I just got back from the garden You got a whole lot of stuff, huh I got that actual harvest
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Keep Calling 00:55
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Say Hey 03:17
(Chorus) When I’m in your town say hey when i make sound press play when i get down be patient I just had a lonely day Bright lights leave impressions they like oh he’s changed I have never looked my age You really only know my name yeah When I’m in your town say hey when i make sound press play when i get down be patient I just had a lonely day Bright lights leave impressions they like oh he’s changed I have never looked my age You really only know my name yeah (Verse 1) Conversate with my walls I built in my boxes I been chasing my breath for most of my life but hey I aint stop yet Time takes so I drop shit god is gay and agnostic I can jot to page and prognosticate but it’s blind faith in my cockpit when i’m conscious I'm- terrified of my head i think all of our best days become screenshots but i’m paranoid that i’ll stare myself to death pre-apocalypse wiah mid-apocalypse breath mid-apocalypse step step step step ay mid-apocalypse step mid-apocalypse step mid-apocalypse woah now mid-apocalypse woah now mid-apocalypse breath mid-apocalypse step mid-apocalypse step mid-apocalypse woah now mid-apocalypse woah now terrrified of my head too aware what I've left too aware what I've left Too afraid that I can't make it out clean now and these screenshots might leap off my desk. Mid apocalypse breath Mid-apocalypse whoa now Terrified that my dad is gonna die wondering where I've been And all I'll have are these texts And all I'll have are these screenshots and I'll stare myself to death Mid-apocalypse breath Mid-apocalypse Mid-apocalypse When I'm in your town say hey (Chorus) When I’m in your town say hey when i make sound press play when i get down be patient I just had a lonely day Bright lights leave impressions they like oh he’s changed I have never looked my age You really only know my name yeah (Reprise) Conversate with my walls I built in my boxes I been chasing my breath for most of my life but hey I aint stop yet Time takes so I Time takes so I Time takes so I I breathe I eat I yearn I reach I please I shrink I hide I seek

credits

released July 15, 2022

BREAKFAST
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Produced by Slake Dransky
Additional Production from AceChristo
Mixed by CK Koch
Mastered by Hallie Melton
Recorded at Slake’s House in Nashville, TN

SWITCH!
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Additional Vocals from AceChristo
Produced by Slake Dransky
Mixed by CK Koch
Mastered by Hallie Melton
Recorded at Slake’s House in Nashville, TN

HOTEL POOLS (feat. Leksi Harris)
Written by Drake Slansky & Leksi Harris
Performed by Slake Dransky & Leksi Harris
Produced, Mixed & Mastered by SAINT TREMAINE
Recorded partially in Nashville, TN and partially in Staten Island, NY.

CALIFORNIA (feat. Caleb.)
Written by Drake Slansky & Caleb Ward
Performed by Slake Dransky & Caleb.
Produced by Slake Dransky
Mixed by CK Koch
Mastered by Hallie Melton
Recorded at Slake’s House in Nashville, TN

JUST IN CASE
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Produced by Slake Dransky
Mixed by CK Koch
Mastered by Hallie Melton
Recorded at Slake’s House in Nashville, TN

THE KITCHEN FLOOR
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Produced by Slake Dransky
Mixed by J. Hall
Mastered by Hallie Melton
Recorded at Slake’s House in Nashville, TN

I JUST WANNA BE OKAY
Written by Drake Slansky & Tasia Thomas
Performed by Slake Dransky & TeZATalks
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Slake Dransky
Additional Production from Jason LoCricchio
Recorded at Fibonacci Studios in Seattle, WA

IT DOESN’T REALLY MATTER
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Slake Dransky

HIGHWAY 99
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Slake Dransky
Recorded at Slake’s Grandma’s house in Everett, WA

GLEN’S INTERLUDE is a voice memo I took (with consent) while in conversation with Glen, a dishwasher at Soho House Nashville, in the middle of dinner service one night. Glen is a legend and I hope he loves how it turned out

ASK
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Produced by Slake Dransky
Mixed by J. Hall
Mastered by Hallie Melton
Recorded at Slake’s House in Nashville, TN

ATTACK OF THE MARTIANS
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Slake Dransky
Recorded at Slake’s House in Nashville, TN

KEEP CALLING
Contains voicemails from various friends and family whom I love dearly.
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Slake Dransky

SAY HEY
Written by Drake Slansky
Performed by Slake Dransky
Produced by Slake Dransky
Mixed by J. Hall
Mastered by Hallie Melton
Recorded partially at Fibonacci Studios in Seattle, WA and partially at Slake’s house in Nashville, TN.

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