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1. |
Oceans Wide ( Intro )
02:13
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slick belly with the movement set ;
yeah your witch got breaks like a b-boy flex
in time like a DJ scratch ;
off the wall like krylon but we be back
on the mic, pharaoh ; he got next
in the archive ; occult ; lovecraft text
an old town with cats who speak in tongues
the underground chasm it calls to our young..
a glowing rock ; but its not just stone
its a home to the old ones magnificent throne
ive got a bone to pick ; i use yours
skelatal fingaz create a symmetrical door
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time is inconvievable ;
thats-why-my-patientence is unachievable...
i live life in the crossheirs of plasma rifles
and-stumble-through these trenches idle
by god its horror, hol-din a taperecorder
subjecting myself to judge everybody else
the simple things really; hate greed and money
play with the plateaus aint nothing funny
the mountain ; origins study older works...
ordinance osillalate my satellite like candle light..
aura burst ; the bunker of my golden worth
crack the safe , catch a face full of hollowtips
its ancient really ; like shifting cornerstones
i case the joint thoroughly and enter when nobodies home
but does a spirit... ever really leave?
i think not theres over 200 yokai in here with me
systematically communicate with lunar shifts,
feel my blood coagulate before i isoloate,
this insinuates a beautiful stillness
poetic in its own terms, but can you really feel this?
i hope not, or my incantation worked
bring it to you live from the dead place of earth
create the reality and face your inner work
a drug riddled bastard with a high sense of worth...
consummate with the godess of the skiesss
or tremble in her lies and die within her eyes->
its demise ... but what truly isnt ;
accept that the mountain lives longer then the peasant ...
and everything besides the present... is a mystery
my music an anti hystemine
from tombs to the elder
from the womb to the smelter
in the basement with the dwellaz
from the moon im interstellar
from the dunes to the cellars
plat-oooon, in a jungle hand tremors
gun jam and smokes blown out the pack with his medullah
forever.
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3. |
June's Prime Minister
02:37
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PEOPLE BEEN WAITING..
LAST PLACE IN THE BASEMENT ....
OPEN UP DOORS... SEE WHATCU FACING
ENDLESS VEINS OF SPACE,
CELESTIALITY. PORTAL MAN WALKS, ACROSS A GALAXY
CEREBRALLY, SOUNDSCAPES PAINTED LATERALLY
MAGIC-LY, DEFINE ODDS OF TRAGEDIES
DEFY LAWS OF GRAVITY
ODD BOUNCE IN HIS STEP
CHECK THE BEAKER, HOW MUCH HE GOT LEFT
*SEEMS-JUST-FINE, OTHER DEN THE DARK CORNERZ
CANT SEEM TO ADJUST, THE LIGHT IN A CORONERS
SHIFTING LEFT TO RIGHT, TREMOLO IN THE MORNING
JUST SMALL LAMPS FROM THE BASE OF A PYRAMIDdddd
.. YOU STILL SEE HIS STARSSS, PASTED ON THE WALLS...
AND ALSO THROUGH HIS HALLS AS YOU WALK
ITS ODD... ITS LIKE THE OLD AND NEW COMBINED
THE COMBINES HARD TO FIND IN HIS THYME...
SEE YOU SOON, HE SAID, AS HE LEFT
WALKED OFF THE WORLD and fell to HIS DEATH
OLD MAN WINTER, FOOT FULL OF SPLINTERZ
BACK FULL OF SHRAPNEL, THE REST???
PISS AND VINEGAR
MISTA MISTA, MISTA DONT SAY YO
NEVER IN THE LAB, CATCH A FIFTH TO THE FACE THO
ANYWAYS, ITS HEAR AND NOW
FEEL THE TEMPATURE RISING, WE FORMING A CLOUD
ENERGIES DISPURSE, THE FIFTH AND THE 1ST
WONDA-WHO-WAS-HERE, IN 195IRST
I BET THEY WENT TO CHURCH, AND DIDNT LIKE THE DIRT
BUT WE CHANGED THAT! IN THE LAB FROM WAY BACK!
SUN WE DONT PLAY THAT
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[MENES ]
CALCULATED! SEE IT IN YOUR FACES
HARD TO STAY IN THE SAME PLACE WITHOUT A BASIS
IN A BASIN, LARGE BAY OF VACANT
NOTHING REALLY LIVES HERE, MY HEART IS A BASEMENT
BOTTOM FLOOR, OR THE LAST PLACE YOU CHECK,
THAT LAST PLACE IN THE HOUSE, CHILLIN IN THE DEPTHS...
ON THE SAME PLAIN YOU GO AFTER DEATH
THE MAINFRAME, MAIN-TAIN ,OUT THE PICTURE INK WEPT
THE MOUNT-AIN, SEEM TO CHANGE WHILE IM DROWNING,
RAINING FOUNTAINS, TIL IM DOWN WITH ATLANTIS
THIS IS WHERE IM REMINDED,
A BEAUTY, SURROUNDED BY DARKNESS,
ITS YOU, AND IT HARKENS
TO EACH GASP, THAT I CRY
TO EACH DAY THAT YOU LIE
TO EVERYMOMENT IVE GIVEN YOU IN MY LIFE
A PIECE OF ME DIES, EVEN DEMISE
CUT IN HALF, WITH THE FACE THAT, EVEN GODS HIGH
I LOVE YOU ; SAID WITH BLOOD AND GUTS
BULLET RIDDLED FAIRYTALES, SEE ME IN THE MUCK
OR THE MIRE, ANYTHING ELSE TRANSPIRES
PUTCHU IN A GRAVE WITH GUNS and OTHER LIARS
[stranded]
alternate blinks of fates worse than death
while they both gape to the next
they’re each graves nonetheless
in one
out the corner of my eye
frozen in place
time’s a portrait of a tortured butterfly as it ululates
i try to sit up
but realized i’m falling
upside down
now something far more awful is haunting that awful sound
a pareidolic head snaps and glares in my direction
staring at what he is unaware will be indigestion
it shrieks at the speed of a shadow that hasn’t grown
when it would have reached me i found myself drowning in stone
i’ve been atomized
but somehow i still see as if i had my eyes
i’m being crushed by the depths of a mountainside
subatomic anthropomorphs surround me and shrink in size
i can’t take whatever breath an atom must ingest to stay alive
suddenly i’m back to plummeting
half-eaten by a wraith
it’s discomforting to see so vividly how delightful i taste
before i have time to contemplate ceasing to exist
the nightmare begins rewinding so i can see what i missed
enough of this eternity’s perverse murder permafrost
this horrid machine is absurd
please turn it off
i love you ; said with blood and guts
bullet riddled fairytales, see me in the muck
or the mire, anything else transpires
put me in a grave for fun and start a fire
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5. |
Eviscerated Absolution
03:50
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in the wings of old asylum halls
its said you can heaaar the cries and screams of all
backwards babble ; nails scratching walls
nooses tied tightly, the nurses shouting stop...
food freely thrown-> in-sane laughter ; ciggerettes being lit
pill shaking cancers, patients storm rafters...
big chief lobotomy dichotomy deaths the only answer...
out the windows horizons for/of the free ; gates and barbed wire far as eyes can see..
sleep deprivedddd... playing checkers daily
infinite, the cards hit the table so vaguely
its all hazy ; colours numb senses,
tubes they get bathed in ; or beat senseless->
white robed mercenaries ; dictated enemies...
theres no friends here ; only lost identities
in one room there sits a man lonesome ; he laughs all day merrily
its almost wholesome...
he was said to build bombs and statues ;
forboding art ; the kind that truly grabs you
or blasts you ; eviscerated transfuse
alchemic math brews ; *down*get him closer to god
his lab was behind white walls and frozen souls
at night his astral form would go
travel through thick cement
with no intent ; of not returning
when the morning would come
as he knew one day the old one he was begining to raise
would blow the shingles straight off this place
a green tentacled beast that sleeps under oceans deep
and all the damned souls it would eat ; this was the perfect bait
an offering that it couldnt refute, so he wrote the name cthulu
ryleh ; raise
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I DONT KNOW WHAT...
WORLD YOU LIVE IN..
TO BELIEVE THE THINGS yOU DO
AND I DONT BELIEVE YOU
A wolf once painted my picture in vicar
using cathedrals walls to shelter from the blizzard
when he went to place it as a stained glass window
every object shattered melted in crescendo ...
just another reminder of my designer
heathen cretin seeping with a pistol packin deacon
underneath the pews you could find his beacon
a beaker full of bubbling liquid and a secret
eyes a mystery ; the portrait of history
in ol robes rugged on a path to dysentery
board ships, in the 15th century ; its Magellan
i was tellin as it was meant meant to be
a strange symmetry ; muddled lack of sympathy,
OH LAWD didnt you know, i was the enemy
i got da props and the rocks for your calvary
cannon fodder ox and the locks to your treasury
myrrh scented box ; so i ambushed deliveries
in a pyramid with a sandlewood cemetery
das loot ; those who, raided my tomb
cursed eternally ; and, eye be, seeing you soon
without further ado ; i bow disrespectfully
cursing your rule ; dispersing these jewelz
earthing theze tools to exhume for our duel
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if i die of vanity - you better promise me,
they bury me, in some place i dont want to be
youll dig me up and move me
unceremoniously
away from the poison city breeze,
and broken trees
whispers of disease and acts of enormity
lower me slowly, sadly and properly
get zhu to spin my eulogy
at the hundredth meridian where the great planes used to be
[ode to the tragically hip ]
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8. |
Dynamite as an Explorer
02:58
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I BLOW YO MIND, JUS TO ENTER IN DUE TIME.
WHO RHYME?
KU-SIME
WIT WIND CHIMES
FIEND LINES,
DREAM DIMES
N FUCK 9INES
THE DECADE YO!
HOLD DECKS FOR BETTER TIMES
I SAY GOODBYE TO MINES!
PROSPER IN THE FIELD THO!
OPEN SEASON, REPEAT, FO REAL FO REAL YO
STANNDD UP ONE HAND SALUTE
WHILE MY OTHER ON THE MIC IT JUS SHOOT
I BREAD AND BUTTER YO BOO
AND IM IN TROUBLE WITH THE REST OF MY STRUGGLE
BUT THE PAIN DONT MEAN NOTHING TO ME
ITS JUST A PUDDLE WHEN IT RAINS
EVEN WHEN IT POURS!
THATS WHY I BLOW HOLES THE SIZE OF BOULDERZ IN YOURS
YOU SHOULDA KNOWN...
YOU SHOULDA KNOWN WHAT IT DO TO YOU!
EXCAVATION DATE, NAH ITS THE FUNERAL
AND IM FUMIGATING GENERALZ, IN GENERAL,
HEAR I STAND AS AN EMERALD YOU MARIGOLD
MY GOOD MERITS BLEND AS A DETERENT
IM FLOWIN WIT THE CURRENT
AS THE PAST OF A PRESENT PERSON
HIP-HOP LIVE IN ME.. I DIDNT UNEARTH IT
I JUS UNLEASH IT AS THE BEAST... SERVES ITS PURPOUSE
OFF THE CHAIN.. OFF THE HOOK... IM OFF THE DOPE
FEELIN WORSE THEN EVER, BUT ATLEAST I GOT HOPE
TO SAY THE LEAST, I MEAN TO SAY ATLEAST I GOT YOU
TO SAY THE MOST, WITH THE LEAST I ALWAYS BEEN TRUE
BELIEVE IT OR NOT, BELIEVE OR GET SHOT
RELIEF IS A KNOT, UNTYE IT FIND YOSELF
STRESSED IN A BOX, I BEEN STUCK, I BEEN STUCK UP!
I BEEN FUCKED, I BEEN FUCKED UP!
WATCHU KNOW ABOUT MY TRUE NATURE,
ITS A QAURTER PAST 1 IN THE DUNGEON OF FLAVORZ
I KNOW SOME... WHO CALLED ME A SAVIOR
I KNOW SOME OTHERZ WHO CALLED ME A HATER, BUT THEY JUS MAD RIGHT
I KEEP IT MAD TIGHT, UP UNDER THE LAB LIGHT
IN A BASEMENT WHERE THE DWELLAZ BEEN GETTIN... MAD HYPE
15TH CENTURY CASSETE BUMPIN WITH MAGELLIN
IN A CROWD OF SOULS , ALL OF THEM BE YELLIN!
WHO IS IT! ITS ME, DONT YOU KNOW IT YET?
AND WHEN I STEP TO YOU! you wont ever forget
YOU SHOULDA KNOWN BY NOW EASY DOES IT...
YOU SHOULDA KNOWN BY NOW I WASNT BLUFFIN
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once upon a timeee ; you was never mineee
the days passed slow ; free of any crime....
no hate you ; no loving no nothing
no fussing, no fucking or substance..
its perfect, the abuse was purpuse
and learning.. but never did i mourn this
if only the mourning would come...
and then i could view a new sun...
but nooo .. awake in a gravee ; a long stay ...
stay awake every single day
each night i count sheep to sleep ;
but hear each step that you creep ... it murders me
what would i be without you?
anything and everything i ever wanted too ...
what would i be with you?
a hollowed up shell of man... its true
its not my destiney; its only chemistry
to see my soul in the clouds... event-ually
in the mo-ments closest to atonement...
its a shame that you will never own it...
so close to spirits and the most high;
instead you get high, and let the time fly...
but i get it , i run too and from you
i cry on the days that i know i love you
but i promise i will escape to promised land
and leave it all behind; if i can
but damned if i do, and damned if i dont,
damned if i leave, and damned if i wont..->
so the moral of the story is the moment of the glory
wasnt worth... the mourning of your sorries
but then i think back ; to all the wonder-ful things
and the wonderful scenes and the wonderful screams
wonder if it was - - a wounderous dream
and then i wonder what was everything in between...
you and me... coulda been perfect..
but in the end... did we deserve it..
in this life ..only to find purpouse
love hell or right, who do you worship
god damn i feel it in my earth crest
and on this night to die mostly worthless
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HE NINE WORLDZ and ONE SA-CRED TREE
PERSONIFIED AS DEE-ITIES ; LISTENING TO SEAS
SAIL FREELY
HEARS THE GRASS GROW... HAS GOLD TEETH, THE THINGS THAT YOU SHOULD KNOW
IM-MENSE BATTLE BE-TWEEN GODS AND ENEMIES,
THE EARTH SHAKES LOOOOSE-THE NEEDED** AMMENEDTIES
INHABIT HEAVINLY, DRIFT-WOOD MEMORIES
TIME ITSELF PRESENTED AS A CYCLICAL MELODY
CYNICAL RIVALRIES; TRIVIAL MIDGARD
VALKYRIE REMEDIES ; THE AXE IN THE BONEYARD
ASSUMED DAGR, MOON AND ITS MATTER
MA-NA IN VIALS SIPPED TIL IT BURST BLADDERS
CRY-PTIC CIR-CLETS CON-JURE MY PURPOSE
CURVED SER-PENTS CURSE THE SKIES WORKINGS
SET THE MOON UP TO RECKON THE YEAR...
PERCHING HAWK LOOMS WITH GOBLETS OF FEAR
DROPLETS OF BLOOD IN... MUDPITS OF HELL
SPIKE WALLED CASTLES SPIRAL BUT STILL
RUNIC ALPHABET, ONE FIFTY A.D ...
SCRIBED ON PAPYRUS AND GIVEN TO ME
INTEGRITY OF THE STARRY NORSEMAN
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11. |
EarthWorks of Saxifrage
03:01
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an od-e to m-y.. cy-stal skies
life is a journey and we missed the ride
when i look back to define my years..
.. i see that its all been mirrors
reflec-tions of my pastt and present.. both i'd escape with-out a question
but our pictures are askew
you cant elude^^ what you born to do so eye...
paint a landscape all anew ..
so eye... change the scenery all for you..
so/eye.. move a mountain to cover your grave
and send the corodinates out to space..
at the minimum ; they never prove my innocence
but i feel it pumping through my heart like my insulin..
im indifferent to everything thats imminent
discipline is what you lacking thats whats significant
they haunt me... so often
wis-dom cant be taught at gunpoint
and im just a product of the same choice
when it all ends and it will my friends
i hope you made amends with all your broken zen
simp-il-y, my sym-pa-thy is lacking durability
tranquility im seeking in the oceans of humility
abilities are sharpened through the grit of volatility
but really i was forged in fires of possibilities
i caught a milipede and gained its agility
creators manifest theyre own reality or falacay
i question on the daily but mention not like agony
its painted on the faces of all involved in this tragedy...
can it be ...a casualty, hits the ground causually
a gun on a balance beam ; i lose myself absently
blasphemy i scream it to the clouds callously
and count my days until they up and cry for my amnesty
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12. |
Acapnia Redolence
03:00
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Is it Life, is it True?
End of the Day to the new?
Autops-ee ; start with the stomach
cut open guts ; organs start to plummet..
hmm... this-reminds-me..
of seppu-ku, honor bound voodoo ;
sweet scent ; mythikal intent ; small white box
sitting on a tray...
sharp blade ; sunlight bay ; cherry blossom sway ;
origami play ;
with one standing in the back ; ready to react ; as soon as you exact
aesemon - kashakunin - shogun... death is looming, absolute stone song
a slow hand ; is compared to punishment ;...
so calculation done at astonishing RATES
with the perfect stroke ; the head will fly into the moat
blood will spray
its an art gallery on display ; beautiful sight
spoke into the night ; death seemed alright
ancestors plight ; but everything was dead calm tonight
village come to watch ; if you so demand ;
but usually committed in a solemn grove or den
forever insure your etenerally pure ; so I must commend those who endure
And its the Old and the New ?
And is it life is it through?
Is it the moment of truth?
Have you faced this dispute?
Eye Have... Eye Have...
I cant Believe that EYE
Cant live to SEE and TELL
What the words mean to me.
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ground control calling moonbase 3
im livin ; but im barely livin ; how you be?
i say the dark side dont look so dark over here
havent seen the sun in over 3 years
the smog the fog the plagues the frogs
rainin on this earth like a cauldron on the docks...
and you say you aint got no trees?
well me either ; i can barely breath
smoke stack ; fukashima lungs on the coat rack,
hold me down til they turn from the blow back
what amenities you got on this staion
i'm just looking for a simple re-location...
not-on-the run ; but maybe i am,
you know what its like to "HAVE TO KILL A MAN"?
its all in paper ; NY times headline ; the great... c&c caper
masked like an airlock putrid with the grave rot
sacred is the place that you die and stay fresh
lasting effect ; i break glass and flow through cosmos.
reactive, plasmids in a long coat
most dont ; or wont draw the short straw
but when you do? its PRIME time ; thats law
god forbid ; renege on an oath
to the sacrificial alter followed by halos of smoke
in the moments of most ; defined silence is gold->
but i hear the music in molecules ; vibrating my soul
in the gravediggers notes ; i read that the dirt is my host
so i praise the earth until im a musical ghost
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14. |
Acolyte Iced Gallows
03:31
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i found peace in burying my enemies
and left mounds that reminded me for centuries
of great times and notable worse memories
i cant change the fact that thats that...
let me paint a picture..
two large pillars ; a mountanous terrain
a view of the village
a hundred steps -> to the sky temple .. kiss the clooouds
lion statues with water running from their mouths...
i had a satchel on my back large enough to carry a body with all the bones cracked....
suspicious looks, re-galed with long tales ; of longer journeys, my dog followed the trail
sniffin ; laughing ; foolin relaxing.
wonder if this really meant the end of our lasting
couldnt be! who couldnt see ; that this action was reaction of eternal passion..
whos asking? waterfall basking ; white wavez crashing
blood red fashion ..
down the pathway with cedar to the left, crumbled castles on the right
the stained glass reflected a monster
i also saw my mother, shaking her head and crying drained of all colour
torches lit my way past the bay when i reached the summit there was a toll to pay...
i left my dog barking, and couldnt turn back ; felt the wells of tears ...
as my heart cracked ; shed-all worldy things of love
but never known this would be so hard ..
you cursed me from the satchel; silently and violently...
like thrashing animals i still walked solelmy
automatically ; i recall my dignity
and throw the bag wildly lack all sympathy
no movement ; just an image in my mind
wind blew threw trees reminding me to climb
there was a reason ; a purpouse, i think,
my skin started to freeze it was hard to blink
blinded by this.. i took another drink
swallowed with my ego ; it began to shrink..
the temple seemed to glow a light blue...
a hue ; not human ; demoic ; so close to you..
voices appro-aching ; providing choices
the decision and deed was complete ; no poison
so i left you at the top of the mountain ;
and where you laid to rest there sprung a new fountain
children played in refreshment ; asylum
seeking sanctuary in any place or byway
and i reflected ; back to my decision,
it was the right one, now your trapped in my prism
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ODD TRANSPARENCY
ITS A LOOK AT HIS LIFE
WHEN YOU LISTEN TO THESE WORDS
YOU KNOW HE STAYS UP AT NIGHT....
DONT SLEEP ON HIS MOON
CUZ HE KNOWS ITS NOT RIGHT
IN HIS HEART HE HOLDS A KEY TO EVERY SINGLE ROOM..
HIS BENAFACTORS, LEFT WITH NOTHING BUT DUST
HIS OWN MOTHER, SAYS HES NOTHING TO TRUST
and THATS ON LOVE
and thats ON US!
WHEN YOU SEE INK ON HIS WRIST YOU KNOW
HE WAS WRITING TIL HE BROKE THE BIC
INTER-MEDIATE
ENCYLA-PEDIATE,
HOLD WORDS ON HIS MIND
ON ICE IM LEAVING IT.
WINDOW TO HIS SOUL..
YOU STARING RIGHT IN...
TAKE A LOOK AROUND...
THAN YOU FOCUS IN...
A BOOK IN THE CORNER,
SEEMS TO FLOAT ON AIR
WORDS TRAVEL FREELY,
TRAVERSE WITHOUT A CARE
HOST WITH THE MOST
and BOAST LIKE HE THE BOSS
STAY FROZEN IN THE COLD NORTH
SPITTIN FROZT
THE BOOK OPEN UP, and HEAD TOWARDS YOUR SPOT
READ A COUPLE WORDS, THAN FEEL LIKE YOU SHOULD STOP
A PASSAGE SEEMS TO GLOW, and GRASP AT YOUR HEART
IT SAYS .... IT SAYSSS....
REMEMBER WHAT YOU MUST DO...
WHEN THEY UNDERVALUE YOU...
REMEMBER WHAT YOU MUST FEEL...
WHEN THEY DONT HEAL WOUNDS..
IMMACULATE, SMACK A HOE INNACURATE
RE-ARANGE FACIAL FEATURES, AND PUT EM BACK AGAIN
HA HA HA I CANT BREATHE~
I SAY I DONT CARE, BUT YOU SAID YOUD NEVER LEAVE...
OH - MY - GOD...
THEY - FOUND - MY - BOOK - OF - RHYMEZ
YOU DIDNT READ THIS ONE OUT LOUD DID YA?
BETTER TELL ME NOW LISTEN...
OPEN UP PORTALS AND THROW PORTALS IN EM
SPREAD ACROSS THE UNIVERSE
LIKE LUNAR CYCLE BOOTY THIRST
HOOPIN WITH THE FUJIS
IN FILMS ABOUT MESHINAS CURSE
STRANGE DEATH, WHITES THE NEW BLACK
WHAT I MEAN TO SAY IS ... HEARS A NEW TRACK
LISTEN VERY CLOSE, FEEL IT TINGLE IN THE BACK
SENSES OVERLOAD, DIDNT SAY IT WAS A FACT
OH! YOU FUCKIN RACIST...
WHAT CAUSE I DONT CARE ABOUT ANYONE?
I THINK THAT MEANS IM FACELESS
BUT YOU FUCKING PRIVLEDGED...
IM PRIVLEDGED HOW?
IM JUST ALIVE.. AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT I COULD DIE.
I REALLY DONT FUCKING CARE, I REALLY DONT.
IM SCARED IN MOMENTS, THAT I FEEL ALIVE THE MOST
DAMN SUN THATS FUCKED UP...
THIS ALL SPAWNED FROM THEM OPENING YOUR RHYME BOOK UP
IF ITS THAT BIG OF A DEAL, JUST HIT THE FIREPLACE UP
BURN ALL THE PAGES LIKE YOU NEVA GAVE A FUCK
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16. |
BASEMENT DWELLAZ London, Ontario
EMCEES
PRODUCTION
LONG LIVE HIP-HOP
MENES THE PHARAOH
THE MASON AKA
BRONZEFEET
ARCHANGEL THE RIGHTHAND
COLD NORTH BARBARIANZ. ANCIENT CAVERNZ . LETHAL LULLABYEZ . BDZ . PHARAOHMENES BRONZEMASON A.ANGEL . PEACE TO THOSE WHO TRULY ROCKED IT! EVERLASTING WISDOM . REVIVAL THROUGH SACRIFICE.
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