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Weathered
02:12
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Sun-beaten, downtrodden round my way
Stuck in traffic bummy, but this ain't even L.A.
It's hurricane season, I can feel it in the breeze
Peep the sway of leaves when I'm puffing on these trees
Running for my life I made it out in the nick of time
I kept my head up while I gathered up to ride
I mean, sometimes it's thick with the homesick
But i'm focused when I'm camping home alone kid
In my zone sights are high on the throne
And I will find peace via beats while I'm stoned
Like clockwork, make another round around the block
On the hour of the matching digits of your wristwatch
Ain't shit change but the weather
And it's changed for the better
So you can take that whatever
I'm always in a hurry so I bet you get the picture
Gotta make it back in time before her feathers start to wither
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2. |
Better Angels
02:53
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I saw it as a blessing, I left the poison-ridden city
In an attempt to learn some harder lessons
Fish out of water, lamb headed for the slaughter
Eyes open wider than a city with no borders
I'm aiming for a something I can't pronounce
I've been escaping so long all the time's run out
I'm jetting at chance to commence the blodletting
I am tense and upsetting all those worth forgetting
I'm waiting for a storm that has yet to even form
I already know it now, I’m positioned in its core
I’ll perform, only if the crowd is feeling it
And I could change their lives if I knew they needed it
And we heard there was a flood, so in came all the messy stuff
All for the sake and in the name of love
Place none above, control your feelings now
Don’t let them bend you up and leave you unwound
I seen many towns but not one like this
From support that she lends in low times like this
You gotta break down in order to rebuild
I’m thankful for company that helped me through this
I've traveled long, look at all my scars
As far as I've got I never seen better angels
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3. |
Disgrace
01:51
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I’ll intrude on a conversation on across the room
Introducing a little time bomb blowing soon
I am rude, I am everything you never knew
I am the black cloud that came to kill your afternoon
I’m a live power line flailing on your front lawn
I’m beyond any and every drug you’ve ever been on
Theres a thin line between failing and a victory
It’s fitting with the given history
I’m a DISGRACE, I’m a piece of everything i hate
I’m insane, I am hiding in a view that's too plain, so
Cite all your references and write 'em down for me
And help corroborate conflicting stories in the morning
I need to set an alibi, I am full of lies
I am everything I will never prove nor deny
Fucking with me, dog? I’m a bandit in the dark
Waiting for the perfect view so I won’t miss it when it starts
Fuck it, let’s take it back to the motherfucking start
Meet me at the moment we both decided to depart
You would think it smart to go and look the other way
When i showed up to the party tryna get a little play
So it’s back to basics, chilling cos we made it
I’m in your tape deck and wrecked from over playing
What you saying? Just go ahead and do a favor for me
And help corroborate conflicting stories in the morning
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I'm about to hop these counties, north-south FL connect
'Bout to handle all my business not to see another check
Bounce like candy cars on the south side of the city
Grills sit gritty, girls is sitting pretty
I had a lovely dream, I was busting out my seams
Sitting fat stuffing faces of apple pie and ice cream
I had another dream, I was busting out my seams
Sitting fat stuffing faces of apple pie and ice cream
I’m laughing at the irony of all the imagery
When flashing blue and red bring me to reality
No caviar where we are, why’d you ask for that?
To make this art we had to starve, that was the caveat
I'm bouncing in millions of problems I got
But I’ll not be stopped when I’m plotting for the top
I dig through crates rooted below the surface
In a place you wouldn't notice
And I'm floating up and out of focus
Growing like a lotus
Whether or not you like it, I strike fists when ink spills
A hunter gatherer hoarding prey for the kill
The game is honored when devouring the flesh of the weak
Everything works out in the end
I felt a sense: urgent. I wonder where my words went
I purged a dirge in an attempt to observe them in the worst way
Felt a thirst, first found comfort in a verse
And fell into a frenzy with a 40 oz to nurse
I dig through crates rooted below the surface
In a place you wouldn't notice
And i'm floating up and out of focus
And i'm growing like a lotus
And I
Dig through crates rooted below the surface
In a place you won't notice
And i'm floating up and out of focus
And i'm growing like a lotus
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5. |
Lounge (Interlude)
01:42
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6. |
Sour
01:29
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I’ve been thinking so much shit, all these thoughts going through my head
I don’t know if my mind will ever get to quit
It starts with the short breaths and blood rush of anxious
Heavy is the heart, this isn’t work for the faintest
Time flies through sunsets and rise
My eyes saw glide through these clear skies
These are true lies spoken from a skewed mind
Or however you assess all the data you find
I'm in a town full of punk rock and weirdos
We steer close to the audience who cheer most
Nnow it’s clear, ghost
I’m talking about all the worries that occupy the wars of this lame host
I travel many distances in many instances
My mileage higher than a kush coma you getting in
I made many friends, drank a lotta beverages
And I'm still waiting for them to start kicking in
Villains in your city when we get in
SOUR be the faces of the jealous ones who didn’t think they’d fit in
Winning is the mission, it can vanish in an instant
Stay persistent then you’re living how I’m living
I never said i was a part of the cool club
I came to spit my face off to the tune of
A bass wobble that can chop a piece to screw up
All the little bits that burst to blow the roof up
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7. |
Up To No Good
02:31
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Go ahead call it in, confirm it as a black out
These dark knights are fully engaged to mash out
And fuck up these styles caught up in a mix up
It’s what propels us to rebel with our fists up
Another midnight train to higher thinking
I mushed out the sun, it came my eyes wincing
For real, the brightest shit you ever seen
An example of nirvana and exactly what it means
To inhale the shrubbery, exhale the memories
An intake of inspiration making all these melodies
It’s heavenly, it's a farm clear for the meddling
And though I stand strong, limbs are still settling
I get a little introspective I reckon
I’ll have you two-stepping to my insights in a second
Howling at the moon as a calling for a victory
It's no mystery why we spit these 16
I'm set in my ways you're bet's irrelevant
You're dead from sedatives, wishing for better friends
Me? I dreamt of Hennepin
Is it true that you and I are fools in disguise?
Governed by a so-called rule in the sky
I’m making moves, rocking steady over grooves
Despite effects from the flow of heavy booze
Round two!
I'm having Jai-Alais in Hialeah
I’m finding freedom in the eyes of lions undefeated
You better believe it, how deceiving are the seasons
So put your hands and wave to tell me that you feel em
Pet cemetery, we have risen temporarily
Heaven wasn’t ready, but I’ll make it back eventually
Down from the smoke, upstream from the waves!
I made a great escape when i jumped up outta my grave
Cap on crooked, never knew how it was looking
Reminiscent of a style fashioned after Brooklyn
Yea it’s us, the most gruesomest of guys
So don't be confused if we refuse to die!
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