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I'd be hard-pressed to name two guys that I like unqualified
Or any that I find to be good
I hate to be misunderstood and only half-blame myself
I go way the fuck past half way just to meet your shelf
If there are answers that you do not want then do not ask
I'll kick your ass and hit my flask when the moment's passed
I only get up past noon, so I don't have look at you
I am through with the notion that I am cool
When I'm not mad at everybody then I'm mad at me
Obviously I'm the type to seethe -- they tell me
Everybody goddamn lost their minds? - but they never had 'em
This never woulda happened, if rationale woulda been rationed equally
Do not speek to me of justice--don't recommend happiness
'less you are blessed with a sense of providing it to me like a sado-masochist
I want more than you have and a little bit more than I can handle
I wanna be the fire in your mantle the candle that lights your fantasy
But I can't be romantic when I'm pedantic as all can be
Sometimes I just don't want you to look at me
When I'm not mad at everybody then I'm mad at me
Obviously I'm the type to seethe -- I tell it to 'em
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I used to only rise when the sun went down
Till I blacked out all my curtains, and now I'm uncertain
Where the days begin and end,
I won't pretend it even really matters all that much to me
You knew me to be isolated
But I can't even be sated by the light
It's overrated gimme
Neon, and blacklights, and thriving beats
It's only in a dark world that I feel complete
I wanna trash me, find my stash please
Could use some jack, please, an ashtray by the vent
With a fan nearby just to hide the scent
To keep the questions short when they collect the rent
I get bent outta shape by the language
That flies in my face from the mouths of complacent
Fans who are mad that I ask for some payment
Sayin' to crawl out of my momma's basement
Well here's the truth
I make enough to keep my roof
And I get it doing everything I love, to boot
And it's all because I know how to connect my truth
To the few who can afford to support the moves
That I'm makin' towards the vacant
Part of your heart that you need to make it
I'll speak life right into your mind for your sake and mine
And you'll find I could never fake it
Preach the truth
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captivating vacancies
you must have left these holes on purpose 'cause I only fit
warmth is such a benefit
Eno said the silence was just as important as the noise
And I feel like it's quiet next to jumbo jets and paranoia
Running through me like a movie with a shitty pacing
All so washed away and distant like the center is erasing
I've been pacing back and forth as long as I remember
Making people nervous cause I don't remember where I'm going
So I get a sense of the surroundings till I see a sparkle
Sending me towards the thing I now decided I was in pursuit of
What you knew of what I said was all I meant
If there is more then I will say it, then I'll say it all again
I can't be asked to sort the signal from the noise just for the boys
I've got these girly quakes and maybe I enjoy it
Captivating vacancies
in desperation as I seek the beat
I don't know what to eat
Because I don't know what I want to be exactly
Manufactured identities peddle their findings
The light is blinding from the church of reality
My darksign burns when I stand in the sun too long
In the shadows I live on and on
Captivating vacancies
The absence is the evidence, the contrast is the relevence
The answer is I'm fucking better than the other thing that you just said
And I would only say it if I thought it's to your benefit
To know what's fucking good for you when everyone is someone's fed
And every unravelling presents a mess of new loose ends
So tell me what you're tied to, why it's so important, what's your motive
Why did you choose me when time is money and the money's voting?
Captivating vacancies
Like what's behind the eyes of every candidate and every voter
Every batman, every Joker sitting at the game of poker
Like it isn't pong, bounce mmy titties all day long
And sing about a dick I'll never suck
Talk about all of the girls I could but wouldn't ever fuck
Act like everything I built was all a stroke of stupid luck
When the god who blessed me lives inside my head on the same bunk
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the broadcast news is all subjective
the truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit
all the best shit in life comes from you and I
from mankind, when they ain't fuckin' around
or stuck on the ground, or straight fuckin' it up
when they layin' great stuff in the cut, and gettin' the bucks
I go to see 'em sometimes
with a fat wallet I don't need a disguise
don't mention politics or the bad guys,
the high concepts, or the truth unrealized
look 'em in the eyes
I don't hate all of ya'll fuckers
but some of ya'll mothers got a need to get smothered
but I can set aside my druthers
for a waffle, and some chicken, and a lil' honey mustard--matter fact
let me live at IHOP
and eat gross tenders 'till my fuckin heart stop
set up a lil' booth where I can record my hip-hop
and drop in random patrons for podcast interviews
the broadcast news is all subjective
the truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit
My plate's legit completely full
with fat raps to eat and sick shit to pull
and thick chords to play, while I don't get no play
'cause I ain't got all day to swipe left on bitches
--that's inauthentic, but how I roll
I only pay attention when the dinner rolls come out, no doubt--
I like people for the art and food
and if I seem rude, that's cause I don't know ya, dude
the broadcast news is all subjective
the truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit
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I'm Ethereal (2021)
03:04
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Oh - What took you so long?
You said you'd meet me here, but you were running around
So - That's how it is now
Well when I drive you know I put the god damn pedal down!
I'm ethereal! I'm ethereal!
Like a bubble with pop when I rise to the top, yeah
I'm ethereal! I'm ethereal!
Now you see me, now you don't, where'd I go? where'd I go?
Yeah - I took the mask off
Found some passengers who drive as fast as her now we're in imports
Utility sports vehicle, Prius Honda HRV,
Gets us all around the country!
I'm ethereal! I'm ethereal!
Like a bubble with pop when I rise to the top, yeah
I'm ethereal! I'm ethereal!
Now you see me, now you don't, where'd I go? where'd I go?
Right behind me--that's where I need ya baby!
(When I'm dancin' to the beat, hit Do Not Disturb
I don't need this in my feed while I'm still at work
You been catchin' on my vibe since we locked eyes at first
And since you treat me nice, we're gonna skip the words)
You're like
Dreaming of reaching the sunlight
Branches all twisted that still strive
Up with the rain in their eyes, rain in my eyes
You're like
Aching for rain in the desert
Lapping the sweat from your feathers
Ever endeavor to fly, you will survive
We can all live together
Right behind me--that's where I need ya baby!
Wow! - You really move me
I couldn't do the thing that I can do right now be-
fore - Before you knew me
How's the new me? How you like the new me?
I'm ethereal! I'm ethereal!
Like a bubble with pop when I rise to the top, yeah
I'm ethereal! I'm ethereal!
Now you see me, now you don't, where'd I go? where'd I go?
You're like
Dreaming of reaching the sunlight
Branches all twisted that still strive
Up with the rain in their eyes, rain in my eyes
You're like
Aching for rain in the desert
Lapping the sweat from your feathers
Ever endeavor to fly, you will survive
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They say the world’s a vampire, but it’s just a mosquito
Slap it off my leg to the snare in the beat roll
Snapped at by the neighbors for the volume of J. Cole
Bitch maybe move your bed away from the window
Five mothafuckas in a two-room, you hit the stoop
Smoke up what you got and just start spittin like you in a booth
Listening to words like magic spells that keep you pushing through
Stirring in the mental soup and taking the flavor of you
Every drop of spit I pitch so tasty that they crave the drool
Mouth is like Urabe Mikoto its so addicting you go fool
Begging for another vocal pegging in your ear’s ass
No class, no tools, no mask, no rules
No more little minded motherfuckers in my life
I don’t give a fuck what you have built or done before tonight
Right here, right now is all that I believe in
Wherever I am that’s where my world starts and ends
I don’t try to give a fuck like everybody pretends
I don’t try to speak on shit and have an opinion
Just stay vibing with the shit I like and chilling with friends
When we do our thing together is when everyone wins
I can handle my sins, I can gather them up
The the back of my throat, hack em up in a cough
Spit it over the stoop, and take another draw
We got the tunes and we got the talk
On this porch stoop is where im feeling free,
Fuck Titans, my homie just be a diety,
I'm freeing these tendencies
To be a freak recently,
Deceased to be, im soon you see,
Decipher my cyphers, di-vinci- code, and I explode,
you leak out of the lungs you hold, inside your mortal body, cold,
Your skin begins to be,
And the beast in the darkness pounces, prepared to feast,
You struggle least of all to me,
I've destroyed children and women and any,
size of men with all the venom in my teeth,
In my fangs, you know I can,
I'm a dangerous thing,
immortal monster, smith n Weston necessary for the killing of,
But still remain around I will,
Troll and appear in and above,
Below and over your lowest moments,
Laughing at your lapse in happiness and just Lol, shit,
That's ghoul,
Im a ghoul without a goal,
I'm only bold when it comes to grabbing gold,
Having hold of my present gifts, eleven fold
And in every endeavor scold the really woke and
Broken Hippocrates who pass judgement on the try- ers,
Fuck fitting in with your skewed-truth seek geek losers,
I'd rather spend my life as an outlier,
Devout rhymer,
Loud liker of things-
Producer, Fan,
Reducer of lands,
When I eat at a buffet they close it down man,
I'm as big as i am,
No shame about it my man,
but you can take that s and e, and then just leave me the ham,
(Godddamn))
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Put your body on my body I can feel it sommore(x8)
Pink strap, where my freak at?
When the beat clap, smack smack
Grip your kneecaps to my side hatch
Right back after climax
Yeah you're so natch
Slip gasp through the tight grasp
As I roll back
Put your body on my body I can feel it sommore(x4)
Get it where I need to be tamed
I got the strange in the brain so I cannot be blamed
I'm entertained by the way that you dance with your lips
Along the rhythm of the beat I got you on with my hips
Put your body on my body I can feel it sommore(x4)
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What’s my worst trait?
See me on a date dressed like a punk from ‘88
Bumping City Morgue so hard it’s rattling your license plate
Asking what’s my worst trait? What’s my worst trait?
You said it’s the way you ask these questions that I can’t relate to
Now play me something I can skate to
Smoke an eighth to, pass around the room and drink a lake to
Something I can bump to while I break you in
You see me grin, god damn it boy I’ll never win
I’m down for gin and and juice tonight
Let you bust up in my caboose tonight
Pass out late, wake up late and drive
Up a mountainside for some peace and quiet
What’s my worst trait?
Really good at making people hate me
And they struggle learning how to place me
Guess I’m kinda racy
Racing past the lames who want the place I only stopped in passing for a rest
Not ready to see the rest
If they think they’ll have me at my best after treating me like ass they’ll be crying all alone in the end
I don’t have to pretend that I’m something I’m not
Your soul can sit and rot but mine will rock!
Worst Trait
What's my worst trait?
Is it the drugs that I take?
Is it the standards I break?
I'm hated,
It's crazy I don't hate it,
You're lazy, I'm motivated,
Elated to be instated- it's brazy,
Vizzy is dizzy from all of this pop
Fizzing as soon as I drop,
Anything "this is a flop",
Listen again, this writ not,
Spin the pen, fiddle with pot,
Rhyming and scheming a lot,
The timing immediate or not-
Imma be closer to God,
Imma be Close to the top-
I'll be tokin' while boasting that
I'm like Token and Loc, and 2Pac when im hosting,
Just Emceeing and being a mean being- you flee when you see him.
And that's my worst trait!
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(Getcha self togetha, young!)
Even if you fall and bust ya knees
try try again
Even if it hurts you when they leave
try try again
Even if you think you know your needs
try try again
Even if they try to make ya bleed
please please try again
Lotta people gonna bend you for a buck
You gonna let 'em have it or you feelin' lucky, punk?
Never gotten hassled for my lunch money
Arnold taught me they won't hit'cha with the crazy look
My first love was a transforming robot, so you know my flow got ta
Hop-scotch like a girl whose never grown up
Breath like a t-rex so gimme some gum
Grey like a president, still feel so young
Living much more than the lump of my sums
I'm way too much fun
Just being myself is much better than numb
And if you don't like me that's not my problem
Even if you fall and bust ya knees
try try again
Even if it hurts you when they leave
try try again
Even if you think you know your needs
try try again
Even if they try to make ya bleed
please please try again
oh oh oh, try try again
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Please don't tell me this is paradise
I've been dreaming something much more nice
If this is all there is then why fight?
Please don't say your endgame is my life
It's not right
Caveat Emptor to all who admire me
I know I'd fire me if I had ever hired me
And I mean by firing squad, I'm gayer than god
And deserve to be deader than a dorknob
Fat slob, but I quit smokin'
So I won't be chokin' on anything other than dick for a while
Never been in style
Stayed actin' like somethin' of a prick, and it's riled up
Some punks who act like I stabbed someone
Just cause I gave a 1 to their favorite show
Do you even know what is an opinion?
Objectivity doesn't exist, I told you a million times
There is no rule to rhyme, no design
Only what you decide that you like at this time
And I hate myself
So don't emulate me unless your better with self-help
[Endless Jess]
a trillion fans ain’t worth a damn,
they ain’t worth one friend i can call “my man”
ambition is living how others won’t for a vision and a mission getting what others don’t,
but that’s missing the mark
giving every spark makes your heart dark
ambition is a prison, not a walk in the park
i’ve had best friends tell me that they envy me,
and look with jealousy like I’m the enemy
like I’m a rival,
but man you aint a rival to me,
I’m feiviel, my survival through miles of trials would be tragedy
if not for the fact that I’m getting back to my family
nothing else helps so it’s hell to have you mad at me
cause I’m broken, i don’t know how long its been
since i’ve seen the sun or filled my lungs with oxygen
i’m too far gone, i’d take norminess over this
gotta check the pulse in my wrist just to know i exist
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BIG LOW (2020)
02:14
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Smelling clouds just off the coast
The pressure front grips tight around my skull
And I can barely breath
Letting go of everything I am, becoming this
Rolling up another smoke
Clawing to clear out my nose
Waiting for the rain as I listen to the wind rise
Letting go of everything I am, becoming this
I could sure as hell use any help you got for me
When the clouds move in I just cave in and I can't think
Waiting for the rain I guess they say it's just a meme
You could always pray for anything
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lil fuckass dumpin dunkass ugly mane beats
at my feets, like hey peeps, bring yo streets and yo mindpiece
let 'em know the stories that you're poring over real deep
in the recesses where excessive sweatin' ain't over beef
it's about the real me, whether there's a real me
anything but what I project over who directs me
preferences apparent but now I'm scared to annoy peeps
over things I see as regressive tendencies I preach
mind bleach, please, 'fore I roll back
into the angry little edgelord I'd wanna troll, slack
jawed in the mirror 'cause emotions won't ever show, black
hearted from the start, they said it and I felt the blowback
like I shot a big gun, fired straight up at the sun
pounded me into the Earth, now I'm just a lil' stub
torso in the dirt writing on papers around me
will they simply leave me here or will the try to drown me?
beggin' 'em at times to run me over with a tractor
when you're empty at the core you just know how to be an actor
what's the role? can I play it? can't I just go get faded?
why does living on this earth gotta be so damn complicated?
I remember as a kid, man I hated my life
now I'm twenty-seven, all I feel is love for my wife
nothin' else, it's all numb, hate myself, feel so dumb
she gets sad, give her cum, play some games, chew some gum
back to work, nose to the grindstonne
how else am I supposed to afford a nice home?
how else am I supposed to pay for fun shit to do?
realize the visions that to you all are invisible?
but I barely care enough, barely wanna live long
barely wanna do much but get my dick sucked and make songs
got power to maybe generationally change shit
still, see oncoming cars and tempted to make that lane switch
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I drank half a case of Tecate
So I could get sloppy enough to do my job properly
I'm probably the only psychopath who works this constantly
But I don't know how else to be, and nobody is stopping me
I get frustrated, stating that I hate it
But still getting berated and told I am overrated
Well I guess fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you
I don't need you to tell me what I can't do
I'm the king of the jungle, I run this zoo
Now get out of my cage or I'll start slingin' poo
Pee Yoo that's a stank ass rhyme
Yes I know I'm cringe, that is by design
I don't hide from my feelings
I'm no good at dealing with
My self-image, so I stay fringe-scrimaged twenty-four-seven
I need one of those Frankenstein girls from the seven-eleven
Who stays up all night and knows the right way to heaven
And I'm quite alright if she is less than a seven
Just as long as her taste ain't shit
Yeah that ain't no bit
The last chick I was with made me sit through some bullshit
And I am legit an elitist prick
Who won't stick my dick in no idiots
Unless they live in convenient driving distance
My sex life is not a thriving business
Probably because I have such ire
For every single person aged zero or higher
I admire not heroes but an hero
My life is a scene from Apocalypse Zero
My strife is obscene and is not endearing
When I sing, people scream, and demand that I go
Believe me like you don't even know
How much I wouldn't be here if could just throw
All my stuff in a bag and be on the road
To the edge of the earth, and jump in a black hole
Kill me
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rap moments happen deep into the night
if you wanna stay woke open up your third eye
keep the bullets in the magazine and drive
stay quiet with the ball and weed or you gon' see the lights
these ain't shiitake, they gon' shake you for about an hour
hit the sour and the Golden Monkey, keep your power
save the Ms to flex with honeys after show
if you ain't got heavy work to do then you ain't need the blow
if it's gon be all night then put this on your tongue
just remember, all of this is real, so keep your head on cuz
they wanna prove their paranoia's justified
and if you can't meet the eyes they're gonna say you're tryin'a hide
practice your best look and know your excuse
don't be dyin' cause you squeezin' the juice
we come together to escape the abuse and I choose
to help you learn how to use these tools to get the most out of what you do
we all got something to live for and it's right here
I got sex, drugs, music and beer
we can beat all the fears and the doubts in our minds
if you love life, gimme the sign! -hands up in the air!-
rap moments happen deep into the night
if you wanna stay woke open up your third eye
keep the bullets in the magazine and drive
stay quiet with the ball and weed or you gon' see the lights
I'm the arbiter of what is hard and what is broke and what's actually woke
and I can stoke the fires under asses like no one before
I've heard the jokes, I've told 'em and I've broke the bank
I've rolled the dankest dank and smoked with legends
independent artist from the start to finish, still I'm winning
intimately deep when I entreat you to my visions and my records
keep on spinning keep on spinning keep on spinning
and my man he keeps me grinning
trying to find something I'm missing I can chase
spinning wheels across the Earth like racing its rotation
wanna hit your stations like an avalanche, so advanced
sound is algebraic got you doing math
polyrhythmic tics I spit so viciously and quick it sticks into your head
the melodies I write with are so mesmerizing you'll be dead
long before you even begin to forget the things I said
I'll have you saying it again and again
I'll have you saying it again and again and again and again
rap moments happen deep into the night
if you wanna stay woke open up your third eye
keep the bullets in the magazine and drive
stay quiet with the ball and weed or you gon' see the lights
rap moments happen deep into the night
if you wanna stay woke open up your third eye
keep the bullets in the magazine and drive
stay quiet with the ball and weed or you gon' see the lights
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I thought I couldn't get any bigger than 180 but baby
I'm neckin' beers like Colt Corona, goin' crazy
My persona ain't no gimmick, I'm in it, pushin' my limit
Like tellin' me alcoholism ain't a joke, bitch, isn't it?
Nothing could be funnier than death,
And the scent that's on my breath
Once I vomit up the Arby's that I walked to get
Cause I was too drunk to turn the car key
Lemme give you some advice before you say I'm unhealthy
I'M GAYER THAN GOD, AND I'M DEADER THAN CHRIST
I'M FATTER THAN THE DEVIL, AND I DON'T PLAY NICE
COME FUCKIN' WITH MY FLOW AND YOU GON' GET ICED
SO DON'T ASK ME FOR SHIT, YOU WON'T GET WHAT YOU LIKE
FAT AND DANGEROUS
Gangrous, and bloated, overloaded
On malt liquor, gettin' sicker, but I own it
Don't need you to condone it, or phone it
Just run far away
Cause I'm stompin' through today, on whatever's in my way
'Till the day I'm well laid and well paid I'm gonna stay
Fat and dangerous and strange and abrasive with pain
Got no shame, that's my game, and I'm playin' for keeps
You don't never have to look up if you wanna be me
I'M GAYER THAN GOD, AND I'M DEADER THAN CHRIST
I'M FATTER THAN THE DEVIL, AND I DON'T PLAY NICE
COME FUCKIN' WITH MY FLOW AND YOU GON' GET ICED
SO DON'T ASK ME FOR SHIT, YOU WON'T GET WHAT YOU LIKE
FAT AND DANGEROUS
Please deep fry my whole life
Clean these botflies from my lemonpipe
And tell Stripe I want that quarter back
So my fat ass pockets can break my Wii Fit stats
If I knew how to act, I would not be this thrashed
Why aint' flasks of reasonable size?
I don't wanna be able to see outta these eyes
I want the liquor blockin' out the mirror sight
And if I could just die blissed out, that's alright
Nothin' about life ever gonna make sense
So I gotta dispense all the cents I got left
On the few things I like, all the bringers of death
Suicide - the result of the things I ingest, it's the best
I'M GAYER THAN GOD, AND I'M DEADER THAN CHRIST
I'M FATTER THAN THE DEVIL, AND I DON'T PLAY NICE
COME FUCKIN' WITH MY FLOW AND YOU GON' GET ICED
SO DON'T ASK ME FOR SHIT, YOU WON'T GET WHAT YOU LIKE
FAT AND DANGEROUS
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WRONG (2014)
00:39
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I fell in with the wrong crowd
but not gangstas and thugs
just slugs and rank nuts causing ruck-us
these fuck-ups and hang-arounds and
bangers all bound for just
One cut down two cuts across bleedouts
the readouts on my future all look grim
but my slim chance of makin' it out
is my one route and hope is all I've got
where I stand now is where I'll rot
Cause I've done it all wrong
The story of my life has run way too long
Cause I've done it all wrong
The story of my life has run way too long
Cause I've done it all wrong
The story of my life has run way too long
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All my Boos and Ghastley gettin' nasty
see, we be long-lasting--not a bad thing
no, a little haunting could by happy
when flaunting this rap beat
when the cat screams out on a pitch black night
don't recoil in fright, but delight
cause we do it right
with a purple haze and a blown-out brights
We don't need to fight you to ignite you
we could fly right by you to spite you
but a much more wrongful way to right you
is to write a song full of curses and turn you
into one of us with the rhythm
get you down here to clown with the villains
pull your spirit up through the ceiling
and get you really feelin' it
so hard you're straight-up stealin' it
like you was DigiB with a fat-ass beat
takin' straight off the page from FrankJavCee!
now you see me and now you don't
Dance and scream like the Baby Ghosts
or Fear and Loathing, lose your clothing
And your body, and grab a host!
All my Boos and Ghastley gettin' nasty
see, we be long-lasting--not a bad thing
no, a little haunting could by happy
when flaunting this rap beat
when the cat screams out on a pitch black night
don't recoil in fright, but delight
cause we do it right
with a purple haze and a blown-out brights
I'm wanted on two accounts of unlawful posession
I'll make your heads spin all they way around to kiss on your asses
I got a flask full of slimer and yes a head full of gas
I haven't passed on from this life I'm simply over the last
I don't gotta move fast
don't gotta trip when I wanna relax
just let a boombox blast outta window to the whole world
when I want them to hear my sass
I can be crass, but it's how I roll
if you don't like it then get ghost
and the haunting started, party like it's
somethin' you never did before
All my Boos and Ghastley gettin' nasty
see, we be long-lasting--not a bad thing
no, a little haunting could by happy
when flaunting this rap beat
when the cat screams out on a pitch black night
don't recoil in fright, but delight
cause we do it right
with a purple haze and a blown-out brights
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Why do you want me? Why do you want me?
I don't see the appeal
Will you be there for me, stick around when there's
Nothing new to reveal?
I spent my twenties in a box
Selfies in programmer socks
Hate myself for what I'm not
Post about it on my blog
Living for the likes and pogs
Hardly living most of all
Write about it in a song
They don't like it, hit the bong
I'm excited when I'm wrong
Getting yelled at turns me on
Make myself a laughingstock
Just trying to ask what's going on
So embarrassed I stay gone
I'm a googirl I'm a blob
My boyfriend's such a heartthrob
I know the girls are feeling robbed
When they see us in the throngs
Why do you want me? Why do you want me?
I don't see the appeal
I love the way you lift me up both
Literally and Figuratively
Spiritually and Mentally
Holding me to task but still leaving me free
Never acting like there's anyone I have to be
I have to see the mountainpeaks you'll bring me to
Those views are what make my heart beat
Sweet me off my feet and take me from the East
Why do you want me? Why do you want me?
I don't see the appeal
Will you be there for me, stick around when there's
Nothing new to reveal?
Why do you want me? Why do you want me?
I don't see the appeal
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Young hearts full of art and worry
You don't need to hurry--but you must continue
Do not let the message within you fall on deaf ears
Keep your hands moving 'till the truth appears
(Ki-ko-e-te - i-ma-su - ka
Odoru kokoro kinou miteta yume
Ta-yu-ta-u - na-mi-ma - ni
Oto no nai yoru wa tsudzuiteku mada)
You will not be forgotten
Even if you grow rotten through, you still have a truth to speak to
And those who need you to be proof
That they too can still move and make something new
Young hearts full of art and worry
You don't need to hurry--but you must continue
Do not let the message within you fall on deaf ears
Keep your hands moving 'till the truth appears
(To-do-i-te - i-ma-su - ka
Akogare shisen tsumasaki senobi
Fu-ra-ra - na-ga-sa-re
Muchuu no umi wo oyogu)
This is only the start
Of something which never ends or gets less hard
Yet every part will be worth it in moments
When you look back and see how much you've grown into who you are
And the memories blot each page
Demarcations of the ways you've aged
Not all of which you wanted to see
But without each of which you could not be
And even as your heart breaks
Taking tallies of all of the mistakes
You can say, at the very least
You weren't afraid to try and make something
(Rurabii - yurara
Rurabii - fuware)
Young hearts full of art and worry
You don't need to hurry--but you must continue
Do not let the message within you fall on deaf ears
Keep your hands moving 'till the truth appears
Embrace the fears and scream them
If the tears are fake, then make me believe them
If the pain is real, inflict it on me
So I can see the world for what it should be
If you can't believe in yourself, then believe in me
Who believes in you, until the day that you can too
And if you need proof that someone needs you
Flood the world with your words 'till the signal cuts back through
And never stop or you will never know
'Cause you cannot grow if you throw in the towel and go home
You must hammer it down to the bone
"This is what I am, and I will be known!"
Young hearts full of art and worry
You don't need to hurry--but you must continue
Do not let the message within you fall on deaf ears
Keep your hands moving 'till the truth appears
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What can I tell you bout the future?
Gonna have my boot up in your face when you abuse her
Gonna have me wishin I was dead if I wake up and feel the dread
Of realizing I threw it away a user
Tell me what you fear
I can tell you what to avoid
What you hold dear
That shit will keep you paranoid
And yes it's worth it
...maybe
Life just goin' crazy
Just maybe
Control is overrated, but you gotta learn to fake it for the future
By what indication do you sense the predication
Of human annihilation? I think you need education
I think we all as a nation gotta take a step back
Take a deep breath-- reassess what we got left
And do our best not to waste breath
On incessent stress and defensive steps
Get a grip-- get a stiff upper lip and start talkin'
Figure out where we all walkin'
Ain't no seperate paths when we're all caulked into the mass
DEAR FUTURE, I DON'T WANNA LOSE YA
TELL ME WHAT I GOTTA DO TO MAKE SURE ALL THE HUES ARE
STILL BEAUTIFUL BY THE TIME I GET THERE
STILL THE ME THAT I WANNA BE EVEN WHEN I'M GRAY-HAIRED
No I do not like the pain
But I'mma stay in the game
That's just the way I was raised
Any less, I'd be ashamed
What got me really afraid?
Knowing you think of my name
Only as someone who walked--
Took off, dried up, and went lame
I couldn't face you the same
I'd never look up again
I'd be afraid of myself
I would go fuckin' insane
But if I stay in my lane
Still ever gonna be strange
Whatever headin' my way
I'mma take it to the face
Steady be changin' my shape--
But my core intact
And you can't teach that
You may doubt this truth
But my life is fact
My mistakes of youth
They won't hold me back
The propel me to
Try to not be whack
They compell me to
Go and chase these stacks
And I base this rap
On what I see as
Self-affirming thoughts in the face
Of a blackened void
That I'm quite annoyed
Never will see fit to talk back
DEAR FUTURE, I DON'T WANNA LOSE YA
TELL ME WHAT I GOTTA DO TO MAKE SURE ALL THE HUES ARE
STILL BEAUTIFUL BY THE TIME I GET THERE
STILL THE ME THAT I WANNA BE EVEN WHEN I'M GRAY-HAIRED
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Batten down the hatches here's where no one passes
Get 'em off their asses and avoid the flames, unless the dab reclaim
Looks like molasses
Reaching for the torch I scorch away another paycheck
And a pain I couldn't process and a way to lift the processing power
I can maintain
Scorched just like the Earth, that's been my policy
From every time they taunted me or fucked with me
So are you feeling lucky that I'm soft and tough?
Never knew how much I needed crutches just to walk
The pain keeps shooting every step I take and if I break it's not your fault
The glass is full of salt
Won't someone come and check up on me?
I know I'm no fun but for sympathy
I can lick your cuts, we can be friendly but
All I have is the soothespeak
Fallen from grace I'm fallen from grace I'm (x8)
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Done wit'chu spectators, I don't need no haters no mo'
I'm done with the promo, I'll put shit in slo mo'
So I can breathe deeper and create a flow so
Immaculate no one could fuck with it
Homogenized, all your artists are lies
And like flies to the shit fallin' out yo' behind
You don't gotta spend time wondrin' who among is a real one
None of this fuckin' shit is real, son!
I'm only legit because I'm such a prick
Full of active contempt for consumers
And the whole culture surrounding the viewer
And our whole world's fuckin' sick sense of humor
No you can't vote on me, ballot box closed homie
Get my name out'cha throat 'fore you choke homie
I ain't fresh off the boat, I'm a home grown issue
And you misused my prose, so we 'bout have to issues
Next who says "I miss you" is about to get checked
I haven't gone nowhere and I'm doin' my best
So get offa my dick, I ain't here to attest
To my own proof, dude, I got shit on my chest
And I gotta get it off or it'll bore a hole
Through the back of my soul, and I'm gettin' too old for it
Motherfucker look at all I got to show for it
I don't have to put on such a fuckin' show for it
Unwanted advice, I'm tearing out my eyes
I'm not here for you guys, I'm just doing my thing
If you like it then please, show support for the king
If you don't like it, sick, then you don't have to see
You should know that I'm mean, and I'm not what you want
I ain't here to help you, and I ain't here to flaunt
I'm just running the program I understand, haunted
By knowing too much and yet not what I wanted
Human connections--what a mistake
Most of what I've made only brought more pain
Shoulda stayed away, yeah shoulda known better
Only true homies get to share what I've gained
Naming the ones I still like on one hand
Not stopping anyone leaving the band
Only one finger for whom do I care
Evened the bad out but I am still scared
Human connections--what a mistake
Most of what I've made only brought more pain
Shoulda stayed away, yeah shoulda known better
Only true homies get a piece of this cheddar
Me and her cuddled up under a sweater
Letting our home be consumed by the weather
Drowning out all the sound from our abode
All that I want is we are left alone
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[The Golden Witch]
Hey, re-associate
Re-appropriate
The disassembled pieces how they fit like when you procreate
Feeling like a fake, 'cause I lack a lake
Inner oceans sparkle in the heat of so much hate
I'm the birthplace, of the new style
Now the old style, that's a grown child
I'm a known wild card and a girl scout
Inside or asleep when the sun's out
Four deep in the Pri' when the fun counts
Seen a lot ain't seen so much
Still a lot of life to touch
It might crumble when I does but
I'll collect all of the dust
[Vizier]
In the beginning the pennies were like the pens,
Scattered across my dining room, laughing at me again,
Unabashedly bathed in sin,
The enemy of my enemy is my friend,
But i only got enemies, friends are evil in my head,
Angry at everyone, paranoid bout what they said,
Angry at everyone, my normal is upset,
It doesn't have to be this way,
If you could see my previous phase,
You would be on the receiving wave,
Of "what's this kid doing?"
"Does he mean these things?"
If you don't know me then you don't see through,
Posture- petulance- perfectionist- poo,
Reflect on this too, in a couple weeks,
Pull a couple bars, scrutinize, "that's subtle weak"
I'm never subtle; meek,
Eliminate my obstacles,
I hunt for fun, not meat,
I run from one thing, it's that only,
My brain, it hates me, y'all gon see,
I have faith in a cause, my brain has feeeeeed-----back
It bleeeeeeeds---- back, into my psyche,
"You dont neeeeeed--- rap"
I don't believe that,
I need Christ but I'm too stubborn to concede that,
Smoke and drink and inhaling the nicotine,
Got me addicted to Love killers, like playboy magazine,
I hope that aint a buzz killer,
Steady trapping, never only making cash with rap,
Tickets to a show, now that's a promotion,
I'm floating through the ocean in a desert in october,
My friends are more famous than me,
They aren't sober.
If you don't know me but you have heard,
My name or words, my name or words-
I'll put myself into a cannon for you
(How absurd)
I Get ready to fire, aim, and then i'm taking first
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I don't wanna lay my fucking head down
Don't ask what I'm on about
I don't have the fuckin' words right now
I just want a pound, I just wanna pound
I just wanna frown, let me feel it down
make me way too loud, way too loud
Burn me in the casket, push me in the basket
I don't wanna walk no more
Cut my arms and legs off, carry me around if
You want me around so much
I seriously can't sleep
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25. |
GHOSTER (2020)
05:12
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Planet like a roller-coaster
And I don't wanna know
Easier if you just ghost her
Never on my phone
Write it on the back of my hand or I will forget
Putting any faith in me what a strange bet
You could be anything and yet you chose this
Just to burn the wick like you could stick both ends
Take me by the wrist I'm lost and I am scared
I don't know how to respond to when they stare
People have too much visible on their mind
Externalizing expressions for third eyes
Blinded by the glare I slink into my cave
If I looked at you just trying to be brave
Planet like a roller-coaster
And I don't wanna know
Easier if you just ghost her
Never on my phone
In a hall of freezing rain
Whipping in a hurricane
Onslaught numbs me to the pain
In the cadence and cascade
Raindrops falling on my brain
I can sense beyond the state
Relinquished to animal
Thousand eyes restict my soul
Paralyzed I am defined
Writing poems for the blind
To describe the other side
Where I met them when they died
Planet like a roller-coaster
And I don't wanna know
Easier if you just ghost her
Never on my phone
I can never run away you run away you run away you run away you run away
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