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Cheekturner
02:40
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Whispers, thru a twisted veil
Enter, with a fist of heil
And if you don't mind, Then it's go time
Cold veins. A frosty heart.
A thirst for mud strewn with parts
The artful dodger paints his picture
Mesmerize ya with a tainted scripture
Now forgive the herd that has lost its sleep
Can't forget the urge when mouths froth for meat
Disperse the victim with accosting speech
And cut off the rush right across the knees
How many times we gonna go the same ol route with no affect?
How many times we gotta spit in the soil just to grow respect?
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2. |
American Fengshui
01:50
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I withdraw for the space, seething.
I'm off to sort thoughts for a bit to let my face breathe.
Heaving what they're heaping like dogs for mistreating
repeating in the form of over feeding.
Now what the fuck is on the Internet???
My time in line ain't finished yet.
We grind thru lives and this shit resets.
Proof that's in dispute that when it's time to count loot
we see the table gets moved.
This house of cards is falling.
Into the moat that was surrounding.
You can hear the skies pounding.
Unseen forces spitting on us.
Cloaking with torches made of habeas corpus.
Shifting shadows moving what was built
Against all will. We all fall down.
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Spice Bae
02:11
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Who can footwork the questions
And try to outsmart the answers
Drop a banana peel - surprise!
And so not afraid
Bold faced
stone cold
A little white
pathological
Hypocrite
Habitual
To save face
Pants flammable
Known this all life. Notice the lies.
Notice the lies. Known this all life.
All curled up in his palm
At the top for a higher cause
Keep it false for the good of all
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Cocoon
02:53
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If everywhere I yearned to walk were within reach
I'd go and never look back, before I waste
So in cases where the opportunity presents itself
I seize in the moment, before I break
Oh lawd. Oh lawd.
Before I break.
Oh lawd. Oh lawd.
Before I waste.
Cold feet gots to thaw out
Deep breath takes beneath the weight
No use trying to stall now
Oh lawd. Oh lawd.
Before I break.
Oh lawd. Oh lawd.
Before I waste.
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5. |
The Layoff
02:09
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Another loss shaved.
Regret has melted
into the gears of progression.
No need trying to glue Broken glass back.
Pro-act.
Move on or just swallow the shards.
The perfect recipe
prepared carelessly.
The fork in the road.
The lesson is cold.
Squeeze truth from the roots of all growth.
Morn the former to throat
Digest and sever the host
Never forget the approach doing the most
Engulfed by a ghost
Fouled up under the net
Too gross to ever forget
You bet you're breaking a sweat
Taking a step that's filled with regret
Taking a step that's filled with regret
Making a dent to see what you get
Make it unkempt and seize what you can
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