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(untro)
02:34
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aWake
04:07
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its not a way to make you pay its been my fate since i was carried away
look at all the ultraviolet rays
now its today and i should say whats on my brain but im a snake and im getting afraid
afraid of talking loud so others will hear but despite all my fears ive been whispering in your ear
fully aware of what goes on in here. my intentions should be clear
re-concentrating on the day that ive been painting making clear what i am saying cuz im honestly spacing
im not creating im for real just masturbating on computers and instruments that im not even dating
just walk inside pick up a mic and offer sentiments of being realized
my every thought should be televised mixing columbine with the stars of avalon high
its not alive its multiplied its do or die when youre living southwest of the chi
my every thought should be televised
i could say a word and youd be dead and i wouldnt release none of my lead
the forking of roads and happiness was chosen
im getting woke but i am not awoken
ive been reading up on your mistakes
you should watch your back when im awake
lie to my face and tell me that youre here for me and tell me im awoken
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3. |
Seeing
03:14
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nothing but tiles and miles of walking. i could communicate but i dont want my fate sealed in acetate. muddy and mild and making my mouth shake. i could move again but it wont help me escape.
its just imagination. its just miscegenation. its just the limiation, i could show you what youre missing. its just hallucinations you should know what you are taking. its just the levee breaking, take a breath and let it sink in.
if i take it i have to face it. take a trip with my imagination show me how to walk around faceless. show me how to be contagious showing you my friendship bracelet. walking round a living room showing you the room that i live in.
ive seen it all, mountains six thousand feet tall. im down to fall from grace to my after all. behind it all im just as short as yall. im not a demigod. im just a human.
worship a demigod call it a tortoise or call it ra its not important just give your all worship the love unconditional im talking one thats familial one that is sacred and visceral one that could save you from generals god is a get out of jail card god is a token of self love god is the realm up above god is the light coming from the sun god is a human
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Prison
02:41
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when i walk home from the smoke sesh i got my bulletproof vest reppin everyone i know from the west got a bullet in my neck, bet. ive been shot ten times since i started these rhymes at the smoke sesh. bitch i am the fucking best, you aint gotta think about it im just telling you about the rolex. bitches call me seth cuz i smoke like rogen catch me at the spot with the blunt im rollin. tell me what i know. i could go eight years on the beat cuz i run this show. catch me at home. i respect what respects me back dont abuse me bro or just catch me at the show. you could say what you want but you gotta respect this flow. where you gonna go? i could tell you right now thats the opposite of me thats low
nothing makes me want to shoot a fucker in the face more than watching all this bastardly business take place. i got a safe space saved for the ones progressive enough to tell another how to have fun. but toting guns was never a problem. the only time it is is when i get my hands on one. but im a son of the chosen one making me a son of a bitch if i ever knew one. just making fun i dont want a problem. i just want to chainsmoke blunt after blunt. just making psalms and showing every fucker out here how to make shit. real talk son. just making fun i think i want a problem cuz i never talk shit without instigation. im dropping bombs and telling everyone that its fine were starting nuclear wars up in this one.
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5. |
Snapping Turtle
02:11
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6. |
Eternal Winter
03:08
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with open skies and filtered eyes im catching fireflies. any more than just a few would be a genocide. shes keeping my evasive pride inside a piece of pie. she knows that i would mean it if im alright.
residue of the fortunate two resonates with you on levels through the roof
cuz im not just one of you guys. im alive with just a dime inside both my eyes paying up a little when i die. but its not my fault that heavens oversized. im doing fine without my life. afterlife just got a new price. its so high but what is new now that is life. get yourself a little bit anti. but if what you speak does not apologize, you cant defy what you cant lie.
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7. |
Sac
00:44
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8. |
Chew Gum
03:30
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its a no show she did not stay home. im alone, im on my throne but upside down. dont touch my crown.
eating out on a sunday. i got my loud every day but not today. i figured out what i cant say. i got it out but i cant go down now.
downtown im not your clown i dont want to hear a sound
if you need to scream just bite my fingers
like a mother fucking bitch i see that i wont get around this massive pit. i could take a little dip but i cant guarantee that ill ever see all my kids. take a minute out of this avarice and smoke what i call heavens kiss. im not anything that you would ever call fake or artifice. if i slit my wrists would you still hold a vigil, candle lit? if i kill your kids i know that they would be a sacrifice. if i make it through this mortal coil without damages would it be exceptionally brave or quite the opposite.
im taking breaks and making mistakes. its not my fault im half awake. im fully baked but thats not what im saying to your face. im lying not a meter or two or more away its all but concrete. i know what youre thinking in your sleep.
when i want that silver tongue i know how to get it done. when i want to have some fun i call you and burn one. burn up like a car in the sun, ive been ready for one. let me take you to my human.
let me know the deed is done, mass extermination. i could drop a million bombs, nobody escapes it. a list i've been taking a piss getting ready for this. i missed what i could call another activist wish.
im getting nothing left to say. speak heavier above the stage. theres never been a way to pay my dues off anyway. now theres nothing left to say. get out on a petty wage. im telling you enough to know about my feelings everyday. now everything is off the tray. im getting nothing left to state. this everlasting feeling is my right away. you could never ride my wake. its bigger like a surfers wave. im not a mattress but ill give a place to stay.
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9. |
Bentout
03:08
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if there is no meaning in speaking i dont feel pressured to do those things that are made for connection. i would just say this to you; "fuck you!"
its nothing overstated but now its what im making. above this all im faking till im chafing. it cakes me in my statements and forces me to work with nothing more than just a paperclip and staples
im in staples. i say fuck your labels. treating me like shit is just a way to up your payroll. don't say make more. i feel like a crack whore. i feel like a bitch when everyone is saying pay more. no more bankrolls. no more huffing paint though. no more asking mom and dad for help when i need more smoke. i need more smoke. i need less of your folks. id tell it to their face but if i see it thats some folklore.
its not my fault i fell in love with you. youre just to cute to pass a foot or two. im not too small but this hearse was built for two. is it too much to ask to drift away with you?
you kept me close with a nose inside my nose its not what i chose. you kept me clean with images of me. you held my heart to the rhythm of lawn darts, slow beating. you kept it dark so i could see sparks. you held my hand, put a man in your plan. it felt like then was a million years hence. no fences, just trenches. im spent i meant what i meant in your bed, im hurting. i went back to the first place that we met.
if this is love, what it does...
if this is cool, i wont want to do it without you.
if i am wrong this is still your song.
if i am even a little bit right you can set your sights on afterlife.
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10. |
Rumb
02:55
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it starts in the heart of hearts, that which causes love to start. not your chest, its whats left. belly aching is my spiritual awakening. shit cruising strong, got a nice bit of tree that im smoking on. inside a ten foot bong its the soul of a dragon that keeps me long
tell me why im losing
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11. |
Bastard '88
04:53
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color coat. its my grandfathers clothes. resurrection unknown. just watch what i told. you is all that i know. you is sacred and bold. you is naked and cold but never alone.
home ghosts make your mold black and old.
im deceiving coasters in the road. im making up for breaking bones
no dont ever go. ill break my nose
hold me broke and close. im killing my soul
work backwards, i know. im making new friends and killing the old. each bastard will roam and take what he calls his own but actually thats only faux. take out each bone. inspect. disinfect. arrange me in pieces and never collect.
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12. |
Lil' Lies
03:07
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ive been searching high and low for something on my soul and everywhere i go im letting you know. im honestly a joke and only when i smoke i can pick apart the meaning of my role. the meaning of my soul underneath my bag of bones is something intangible never known.
chump getting out quick getting out slumped getting out drunk getting out under tree stump. merciful lucifer hears you. he makes it real for you. hes making deals with you, if i were you id take it too. taking food from rich, giving it to my fridge. taking you from it, giving you to my clique. i could write a list of vital signs giving in to vital rhymes putting blood in my oxide, reverse that shit im past the point of writing fine.
tell me lies....
oh no, no, im not your bride! im just putting all my feelings on the outside. i could say that im not alive but thats a little lie of the white kind.
im honestly okay. theres no need to pick apart the pieces of my brain. im only a story being told throughout the day but if time is just a ray moving towards eternity, im cruising on it slowly. mock me thats okay. tell me that im crazy. tell your friends about me. thats only publicity. but if youre going to haze i just ask you to obey the rules and regiments created by society.
tell me lies.....
pull up im a legend im a real man. ill show you what it means to go to hell man. if i ever see you again ima tell you. you are a dream even when you sleep. smoke comes from me i got diamonds on my piece. come from south west north east. my city dont mean shit to me. its crazy when you say that you dont love me
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13. |
Attempting 2
02:18
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radiant skyline, i may even try to stop taking my time with life. after i start to puff.
shaking you went through the roof i didnt say what to do but i think i warned you, im living proof that if you summon the past it haunts you. isnt it cute? my shocking truth. when i relate it to you i shake you to the moon through the roof.
time is not my friend tonight. im making more than eye contact. got that? keep me more than 20 feet away if that.
if she wants to see my face id be happy to embrace without a chase. id be glad to fuck without a rape, tell me everyday that im spewing hate. im sick of never making mistakes, my life could still be called a blank slate with gold paint. making me a poster with a face, pick up shit and get a taste.
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14. |
WoW
04:31
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hey im across the street waiting for the day that you talk to me. its not my waking fantasy. in dreams im eternally speaking with the older me.
i thought my lips were caught and if theyre not im getting lost. wait for the seconds to be crossed. the streets made of moss and each little thought is stuck to me like gloss. it hurts to pause and find another cause
something round heres gonna make me sick. every time i see it i can feel it quick. crawling up my bones from the base to the tip its the sentiment that bullets bring around with it. its the color of blood its the color of shit. its all about the way you get around it.
and after storms pass i can think critically and look back. i can make judgements on the past and get a better feeling of the places that ive been at. and maybe smoke a bit of that grass, relax. your only enemy is the past you only gotta think of where youre at. and if your always living in the front or the back, youre only gonna meet the hypochondriacs, if that. appreciate the moment that drags cuz when its done youre never gonna get that back.
im disappointed in how the system unfolds, im only ever thinking of gold and how ill never grow old.
just take a day to rectify why you feel empty, hold a gun just to see. put it up to your brain to know thats not what youre wanting.
hey ive been at your feet waiting for a breeze to blow me off my knees. if times on my side the prize will be all mine. in time ill exemplify my life till i fall and die.
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15. |
Somuchwine
03:21
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ive been silent, somehow causing violence. three cups on the island. grab me one, im one of you now but still sink my eyes in. when i see your closed eyes and blood on your spine its evident of what becomes of time. when the line between addicted and fine gets blurred left and right i sigh...
(handsome family) :
listen to me butterfly. theres only so much wine you can drink in one life, but it will never be enough to keep you from the bottom of your glass.
at the foot of a grand mountain highway. if i die then i know today was my day for me to fly away into clouds and over stars that are calling my name i tell them 'why me'? they rough me up a bit but all for a purpose. they send me back a million miles down to earths surface. as i descend i wonder was it really worth it? i wont remember anything ill go back and learn it.
chop me up in two. rearrange my inner makeup make me into you. god, i feel as good as you. look at me with apathy when you come through the roof. tell me what to do. god, i think i could be you. im already blue. you don't have to take your time to put me in a booth i will seat myself for you. magic tricks are wonderful but i see what you do. you think im a fool?
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16. |
Taps (outro)
01:32
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Wandissimo Chicago, Illinois
production, instruments & singing by:
webb from chicago.
contact:
koowebb@yahoo.com
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