1. |
MB
03:37
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door is armed
your number
peace out m b empty
peace out dc deceased
may be leave me to me do thee, til deceased
baltimore
spiderman
elder cop
druid park
holdin hands
been growin fruit and veggies in the kitchen
little black radio been sittin in the corner
since i don't even
didnt have to mention wanna ditch some of my pirate way
so steal it back wouldja
actin on a metric phrase
do, don't
kitchen burnt own it on the cushion
demonstration takes more time
you discover this through time
cocky actin ageless i y
realize this as the words form
shift degrees
rage your L shrill bull norm
chilly, weak
beside yourself with the tongue speak
bbs
bow down to death just for new years
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2. |
Viridian
03:30
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rough trade
oldest mages
magic carpet ride
forest messages, bitches
holdin in
i am hope
my tone is death
his phone
nah im up
viewed asleep
feel alone
you'll mean
nothing
i hear what come warnings
i just sob
ende german
retail frigid, im just cold
intellectual foothold where no souls roam
if i get in, you're my other voice
you'll say im the appointed choice
the point of this annointing
die times two
see?
voids are vicious
in the city now, no
jet
race me
put it on, don't
bet
just come, carpet
wreck shop dipset
A
good night for subjects
encouraging some to stress
A
its flown
open, wide
its my time
rays of sunshine
i define
once inside
analyzing skeletons
wall supply
would be 9-5
if i couldn't be
last time
must shift, shift your mind
its from the spectral
crash your visceral
makes an empty trail
uhm, manuscript shit
get the fuck up out of jail
i dont give a care
garbage pale
perspective leaves
something to imaginate
the flowers, e-links dying mate
proper run-over pirate ways
workin both as your magistrate
spot of sunlight, forages and aegis make
that's how the gold hacks
tips in my pocket,
wallet thicken
rust
old
i don't love
cold
i get holed
then storm
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3. |
Geis
04:35
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resplendant little opal
but blackest opal of my love
lighting strike us knotted up above
i been thinking
getting me
into trouble
both in our little bubble
cutie pie shape my demise
our nuptial
demeter
broken meter
hall of mirrors
double feature
i see you breathin
thru my speakers
mofo do ya think i'm ballin
my soul? nigh to beat you
too beat
spoke its impossible
yo b
got a mother
fuckin
troll this bullshit
rose it up
get back
to go harmful
im not fuckin
up street or our shot so
its the wisemen so duel fucker ace
clean up and put it back in the plant a
culture away
seperate seperate
from the combo
grip one of mambo
snips swip i fumble
a fumble nonsense written in
pink on em
sip a rail on the train tracks, the third rail a bring yo ass right back
tug at something
please all
spoken down
im bub anything
duty fly cynic
dont u want me
say something?
demeter
broken meter
hall of mirrors
double feature
i see you breathin
scroll my weakness
fucker do ya think i'm ballin
my soul? nigh to beat you
too beat spoke unto myself
yo b
got a package
fuckin
troll this bullshit
you just run
in backwards
harmful
im crack
funky lash chopper
thought so!
its away for a sack too
im falling killable
right back in the pet aye
way culture way
fuck
fuck me
first sets in your wayward first stage stay stay
dont dont fold me in half dont fold me in the glove like that
its almost desscending sonic
a pope, these bombs
nuclear times
and congress voting for cleavage
wanna be bretherin somehow
dont you see
descent dissin dissin descending thing
like a stairwell
we make you feel you at the top of the food chain
that is insane in the motherfuckin membrane
vacation, by the time my plan is to un why brains
unwind things, unexpected and roam anyplace
best your blessing twice the salad
not twice the dressing
beech mode
that's beautiful
and your hot
infinite fold
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4. |
Freize
04:35
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5. |
Lime Sphinx
04:06
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Lime sphinx, grow me
old ontology
pushin up dasies
me and cleopatara
apple arrows sync isorrows
my bad borrows
gunship banner
golden horror
tycoon stardust
dry syncs, blowing
hold the everything
no one cares
clap for heroes, think it all thru
high dad logos
fun shit manners
bold and harbor
lies to friend this
farther
for the fashion fucks
catchin up
passion rush, ration luck
stash is stuck
stuff and such
much push under cook
read up as if
you around art brut
fuck the rythm pg plus
pickup subset
dialect disrupt,
bitchin
no disrespect
try ta try ta tryta trip
and if you wanna see the finish line
you could see why
the crease is my time
the fucks with spiritual pines
dont come placent,
not come repair a pace
dead dollar
does did garbage injust legislations
displace the piece, pace peace
pace peaced
where the crap did my feast seize?
pcs
old lease
not or orions trapse
bitches wipe their nave with my foreskin
underground like the moment that i pretend
been endangered shape to my shucked
damages and clips for such, buck buck
bring it out of sight,
out of feeling
out of forest
out of water
side of boner
hiding nowhere
acting normal
side of the road
side are you on
which side you on?
which side of
the road you on?
dystope shit
hundred apple men
with guns
like im never ok
to prove they exist, i call you later
take it from religion to religion
like vocal back out on a deposition
like you get away with some acitate
on those animal souls
my materials hold to me, unknown
ash and shit in silt
fireplace mono weigh half decay
flame turned into
palasades aint time of year
where your reasons everything
when youre in a pickle
i think its straight click
weight lifted in the future
why do you need to sit badly
suture up the puto?
isnt she vocal
sitting or on the horizon?
i mean its not tough for
a deposit or a poodle timin time friend
isnt time a letter which you are feelin on a level
see my whole sense of reaason want to three
of beings side
80 seas
what of empty me to explain it?
im gonna redo this verse someday i may say i hated
busk the musk out of the musket
and keep that essence
harness in buckets
im rusty @puppetry
i just got to be
real
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6. |
Gnosis
05:00
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Older see I got
See I could bitch...
Took like a captive
On peace
Pieced like its my memento
Why you goin
So slo mo
God I put my own
Imagination
Bone it out of whack
My phone
Hesitation
Alright! Alright!
I can't breathe
Top ten, good crook
Die.
Bad.
Fuck.
Shhhh it be if
Tsk tsk
Teeth
Tsk tsk
With me real pissed
Options.
Should.
Narrow Robin Hood.
Be alright!
Cutting it off
Now I'm back on
hippocrites, bonuses
Been quit!
Gnosis!
Bang.
Quit.
I might expect
Bang.
Quit.
MIA
Won't you tag donkey
Want to tag the gang
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