1. |
act
00:45
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whispers from another picture
flickers from before the mixture
tickle in the back of the stem
tuggin on the hem
round the corner, then
out and sorta now
sorta how the more of us
we are, the more of us is scarred
the more of us is scared
cornered pullin out the hair
life is not a dare it's a cold stare
meet it
regardless of the greeting
independent of the cheating
stacked deck is not an impediment
rat's nest of a testament
messin with the best practices
still
act on it
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2. |
in my head
01:16
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been rowdy been bout it been grounded
been three too deep fakin how it sounds and
solvin mysteries that never shoulda seen the light
i lose the trail sometimes but that's alright
but it's ok live to play another day what's up
now if i only knew the name of which game it was
this is the same stuff that our brains are made of
stardust dark matter blood and guts
i always try to crystallize out the aether
with no gods no masters no teachers
dark side seems to hold a lot of creatures
but it's all in my head please believe that i
breathe and percieve the same features as the crowd,
preachin out loud, reachin for a sound or at least a wave
every day is zero day in this narrative
every night falls whether or not we are scared of it
this lil light of mine i'ma let it shine til the batteries are dead
but it's all in my head
but my head is all in it
half the time i am so with it
but this graph has no limits
add it up add it up
like this timeline isn't bad enough
i won't say that i've had enough
but i have had a lot of it all in my head n shit
always in my head and shit
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3. |
asia
01:24
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stars/ motherfuckin stars
straight up/ rated
never/ made up
been on/ radar
been on some savior type
flavor type
said it might
braid it up
laser light
takin up
late at night
state of how it is
david hazardous
named as a masterpiece
craftsmanship
holy shit
halfbreed back at it
naturally
got a knack for it
actually
no cap it hits
capital h on the top of the page
back at the base
trap out the prius
snappin on genius
drip every season
grippin the meaning
ya feel me? ya hear it?
the echo in every single step of the beat
and the one like the spark like the sun
like the heat of the first fuckin
two lil quarks that felt for themselves in the dark
magnetic waves hittin in stages
gravity's goin the way of the ancients
binary stars
lining the arteries
breathin and heavin
right from the start
callin out jesus
mary immaculate heart
praising the art
raising the ark
state of the nation
flooding the patience
running amok
runnin it up
charge it to the game
it's all the same
ashes to ashes
and dust to dust
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4. |
summerland
01:22
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creepin through the cracks
bad and good good and bad
all it ever was was what i had
in the bag
all it ever is is the eye of
the godhead
i am alive
i'm fine
i am not dead
amen
ay
man
lay it in the palm of the prayin hands
say it back
i am not dead even if i don't react
even if the skull crack
even if the blood pools and the sun's black
run it back
play it back
sum of all parts
summerland
sun is even coming back
all ours
been a cold one
lil cold some
mold and rot still the plot is a old one
dirt under nails
nail in the coffin
cough in the chest
medicate often
potential energy
potentially ending me
i am my own worst enemy
sent to send the beat
sent to render me
bent ecstasy
but i been blessed to see
sun in the centerpiece
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5. |
ant (superorganism)
01:18
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spiral spinning formic acid forming cities
castles in the dirt
travelin the paths no grippin
no church no givens
just instinctual living
drop in the bucket leanin hard on the citizens
hive mind every kinda calculation
in time
every permutation laced
tippin scales and trippin face
pushin leaves and layin waste
black stars, dust, space
make a mountain out an anthill
but by the grace
buildin bridges out each other all brothers
all of us march to the the same beat same struggle
we are one we are many we are plenty
we are elevated
synaptic fire playin roles in the entity
no enemy but entropy
send a message get a piece
been a worker ay not a bee
if it don't make sense to me
no genetic memory
dig a tunnel maybe
cut a leaf in solidarity
amen this path is unknown
trade a lil kiss tell me where to go
just a lil thinkin build it up like lego
let it go like ego
treadin through the liminal
miniscule symbiotic
physical
pheromonal signal symbolic
dreamwork makes the team work solid
process in parallel, spark and glisten
for the group or for the system
superorganism
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6. |
h5
01:02
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breathe it into being
how it seems is fleeting
what is meaning what is this even meaning
i see it
low hanging fruit
bro i’m standing for it
managing to scrape it out
through a shredded throat
homie this is torture
stretched nickel thin
every breath every kick
everything moves on its axis
the eternal clock tick
trapped in amber
wrapped in air
holy water wet
just another
cross to bear
born again
and again and again
hands raised to the sun
aiming for the fence
spiraled out all that i can sense
finding out all the messages
grinding out a little existential effortless
this testament
is scrawled on a rock
old as time
but at least it’s mine
i’m alive
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7. |
legba (instrumental)
01:16
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8. |
1998
01:26
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check it
left handed with the method
got wrecked then i freaked it sexual
lil after school special
lil cautionary tale
lil criminal
keep my ass outta jail
no bail no arraignment
kinda ok with that arrangement
every day on my hands and knees prayin that
odb comes back and he slays it
dirty
1998 1998
alert the media sound the bell
i'm back and im mad as hell
maybe rad as well
backwards hat puka shells
jnco jeans wallet chain
and a whole lotta hair gel
man i ain't even care
just kickin at the mall
shopliftin at the hot topic
makin payphone calls
had a tab dropped it
buy the ticket take the ride, can't stop it!
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9. |
without
01:04
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blessed by aphrodite
but i do not rest lightly
on laurels
found peace found morals
grounded, immortal
forged by my trials
scored by no judges
formed by no idols/
born from the mother
ashes and dust
rise to the sun
i grind through the rust
rain touch my face
the skin that i taste
breath taken away
ecstatic states/
close to the heartbeat
flows like a spark
feels like a start
we grow we are art
twist and entwine
the fruit of the vine
the garden of eden
moments in time/
slow down to amber
frozen in minds
glowing like moonlight
so fuckin nice
the image of that which is right
a dream that is lucid
best of the vices
god in the movements
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10. |
yes
01:20
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holy shit
can i get a beat
can i get an amen
can i get a break
can i try again
good god all i can say
is good lord
i'm at a loss for words
never doubt the swerve
tilted like a weeble wobble
down bad like two or three bottles
i lead the pack what could even follow
i'm a hard act
solo or in collabo
a whole snack
baked
and fried
just lemme get a ride
lemme catch a beat
can't say i didn't try
to avert catastrophe
but the end days are
just calendar events to me
as you can plainly see
i'm a different breed by half
stay down but i'm up to the task
it's the haz
been bout it since 83
woulda thought that the whole world hated me
but i
i'm alive
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11. |
freakin
00:59
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it creeps in it sneaks in
standing or seated
waking or sleepin
workday or weekend
baby i'm freakin
off in the deep end
silently splashin
scaffolding holding me up
crashin down leaving nothing but dust
boomin or bust don't matter just
feelin the rust
droppin in chunks
no batteries still need a jump
i make no bones about it
i'm not fully grounded
this may come as a shock
but probably not
i'm sayin this shit
repetition like prayin and shit
repetition like prayin and shit
we're all the same, it's only a game
but i aint playin bout this
no dice
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12. |
ghosts
01:10
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stroll through the graveyard boast about my breathin
8 at night too late in the evening for me
they're up all night straight fiendin for me
ghosts motherfucker ghosts!
so i post up try to move past the goal posts
hold up tiptoe through every old moment
oh heavens life will really love and leave you won't it?
ghost!
beddy bye time time to ruminate on how we die
good or bad when my number's up later bye
tidy up as you go or leave a mess
either way don't matter when you're motherfuckin dead and a
ghost
pile a mo fuckin bones
dust in the wind
mo fuckin gone
ghost
fuck the cops and they're all cops
when it is my time is when i'll stop
til then hands off the motherfuckin wheel
put it down and drop it seriously drop it 6 underground
ghosts
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13. |
human battery
01:02
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reboot the meat spaceship
load in the melt face chip
this is the beat yeah it is no shit
it hit when it click aw sweat it's the
right off the get we are born into debt
this world is a big meat grinder, bet
baby i'm a human finger in your wendy's chili i'm a
delawarean no i'm not from philly i'm a
lil silly lil serious lil loopy lil broke bad never bougie
fuckin sue me
charges won't stick i'm a bad battery
fulla heavy metal nah do not ship me
where the fuck the script? i need my lines
can't spit if i don't have saliva
hock a loog into god's vagina
third eye up
fourth eye on the opposition
wait til you see what i'm cookin up in the space dust
blood guts kitchen
be wishin on me baby i'm a star
champagne supernova on cassette in the car
pull up at the party handin out cigars
like "congratulations, it's your boy"
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14. |
hittin
01:21
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cryin outside
lyin down
fine inside
no frame of mind
pain's an old friend of mine
watchin paint dry
countin off the seconds til we die
still i rise every damn day
gotta try
no matter what gets splintered or crystallized
i
hold myself up with myself
still myself
even if i felt that voice of god heavy on the tellin
light on the hearin
right on the button
like a sign but the meaning's kinda nothin
no frontin everything is made of the same stuff
and of course every once in a while
coincidences line up but
to take it more than just a funny kinda juxtaposition
isn't wisdom it's just fishin
just wishful thinkin
get me wistful and drinkin
got me cynical like cynicism
but that's none of my business
i'ma ride above the rythym
rise above the givens
fly above the citizens
be about my shit and
stay hittin
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15. |
belly of the beast
02:06
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big big mood
this game is rigged dude
only game in town
it's tricky
don't let it trick you
stick to the plan
clothes shelter food booze
stay out the news
head down hood up
armor on
step into the fray
every single day
the same or isn't really
couple ticks kinda different
timeline split
but that shit really ain't my business
is it
been unseen been livin in a dream
been limelit eye of god on me
but what's it findin
am i underneath a shadow
or a doubt cloud?
loud? do i have to shout?
do i have to let it out?
nah
belly of the beast
borne of man
tried to snake it out of me and
out here east of eden
out here eatin
fiendin for some meaning
breathing tryna regain feelin
at the same time steelin myself against the preachin
reachin out refutin space and time
foldin dimensions just to make em fit
holdin tension over all this shit
rollin with the punches lil punch drunk
told i'm just overreactin bout this stuff
it was always like this
not right but it's
the way it is
with or without enlightenment
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