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HEY!
01:54
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Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
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i’ve been working 9 5s unmindful
of the spitefulness thats finally seeped its way in my brain
you got time we should get wound and unwind
and turn it round out our mind into our bodies of pain
don’t say my name,
and when it comes time i’ll be glad you came.
that’s that stuff
oh my god
need that love that leaves me wrapped in gauze
that’s that stuff
holy shit
that’s a pretty mean mug and a thick bowl of grits
you shouldn’t stare but the sizzle of the glare from a vixen was eclipsing all the air in the space.
i don’t care bout it. what could be compared to a smile or a grimace
from your quivering face
what’s the chance a bonafide fire eyed siren and a sight for sore eyes could relate
still i was hoping that you might wanna light my fire
you’re the type to kick a life into place
don’t say my name,
and when it comes time i’ll be glad you came.
that’s that stuff
oh my god
need that love that leaves me wrapped in gauze
that’s that stuff
holy shit
that’s a pretty mean mug and a thick bowl of grits
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THAT ONE NEIGHBOR
02:05
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whats that they say of love?
its true if at first sight?
you’ve never touched the stuff
inside your chest is blight
is there an antonym for this? i don’t know what to call it
the first time i laid eyes on you it nearly made me vomit
god its killing me, the proximity
so i can’t get no peace
gotta be kidding me. its like you live with me
and that wasn’t in my lease.
you’re wasting your small talk so save it
i know you secretly hate me
whats that behind your smile?
breath cold from selfish motives
your minds gone in denial
grown mold and left corroded
some bearded shmuck once said that you and i should respect thy neighbor
i do my best to try but this time it took too much fucking labor
god its killing me, the proximity
i just can't get no peace
gotta be kidding me. its like you live with me
and that wasn’t in my lease.
you’re wasting your small talk so save it
i know you secretly hate me
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CYST
01:52
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I can’t
take the time to stop the cycle
when i can barely afford to eat rice
and room and board keeps my eyes on my FICO
I know
we’re so low that you’re due for high notes
tryna go where shown but the road aint gold
when society is suicidal
Goodbye mankind, you won't be missed
we didn’t remove the tumor, the cancer, the cyst.
our existence has gone into the pits
sacrificing our lives to keep some guys pockets thick.
I don’t
know how to approach it slowly
it’s a bad joke and we know where it’s going
on hold till the ocean is overflowing
i won’t
stand up for a land that’s stolen
your hands bloodied when you claim they’re holy
hunger for money hopes heart frozen
Goodbye mankind, you won't be missed
we didn’t remove the tumor, the cancer, the cyst.
our existence has gone into the pits
sacrificing our lives to keep some guys pockets thick.
I hope
our future isn’t so damn bleak
people finally get the chance to speak
and good folks practice what they preach
but I won’t
hold on to the edge of my seat.
lakes dried and the earths been bleached
and the smell of death is sickly sweet
Goodbye mankind, you’ll be missed
we didn’t remove the tumor, the cancer, the cyst.
defined as the capitalists
holding onto the system is a self inflicted slit of the wrists.
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REALLY RED
03:19
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Schisms made. Systems forged
Play the game. Fixed. Forced.
lives laid handed the torch
die in chains or brandish the sword
the parasitic leeches get engorged while they pump their poison right into the source
preaching all of this product pills; prada
corporations hoard it all and leave
zilch; nada
but you know what they say
that’s just how it goes
stay in your lane
keep your eyes on the road
future set. stoned stupid.
hexed. bested. gone. (diluted)
add truth along to it
flexed resented flown useless
the situations dire and we’re stuck with 45 or i vote for Joe Biden?
say goodbye to the climate
stuck between an old lying rapist or a rapist old liar
but you know what they say
that’s just how it goes
stay in your lane
keep your eyes on the road
watch what you say.
do what you’re told.
don’t complain
just lay your hands down and fold
I need more money. I don’t need it for myself.
Just a baseline existence for my body and its health
so i give my labor. my labor makes wealth.
this system tries to kill me while it takes it for itself.
So I need more money. I don’t need it for myself.
Just a baseline existence for my body and its health
so i give my labor. my labor makes wealth.
this system tries to kill me while it takes it for itself.
we can’t seem to find the line
middle moving to the right.
we can read but deny the signs
this cycle happens all the time.
we can’t breathe, we’re seeing red
we need it now. better get out the lead.
we can’t seem to find the line
middle moving to the right.
we can read but deny the signs
this cycle happens all the time.
I need more money. I don’t need it for myself.
Just a baseline existence for my body and its health
so i give my labor. my labor makes wealth.
we can’t breathe, we’re seeing red
we need it now. better get out the lead.
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