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What's The Verdict
03:45
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so i choose to speak fast; nevermore it never lasts
goodbye to the other side of confidence youve never lacked
pull up to pen and pad see the writing fading fast
burning in my hand its the effigy of epitaph
still got my skin intact; veal from the holy calf
god im so faded; look at what ive had
i blew some inspiration, crushed up 30 em gees
mainline the technique; freebase the em cees
wont let it affect me, in fact it protects me
chug a case of my dreams, then i crush it against me
the samples a messiah the beats are my blessing
look to the sky for god or just keep texting
took a dirty spoonful and sat in roomfull of
hopes wrapped tight like wool on spool and
tried to remove the knots that my mind brought
by smoking the remains of the auditory onslaught
they scrape veins right through the rain
they scrape veins right through the rain
they scrape veins right through the rain
dont worry they kinda like the pain
they scrape veins right through the rain
they scrape veins right through the pouring rain
they scrape veins right through the rain
dont worry to them its all the same
enough i digress
forced purposelessness
youre lost can't find steps
it seems there's one way left
fuck it, ive been there before, out in front of your own house,
with the key, broken off,in the door
windows are locked and its pouring rain
nobody else is home, and noone feels the same
way that you do right now, thats just a facade
like the front wall of your house, projecting the mirage
you could see the oasis, if not for the trees
shake yourself free from the canopies of enemys
with energies colored darker shades than hennessy
wont let ya be ever witness to the serenity
clearly fell to the hell from the heavenly,
wont let me see all the tales that you been telling me
they scrape veins right through the rain
they scrape veins right through the rain
they scrape veins right through the rain
dont worry they kinda like the pain
they scrape veins right through the rain
they scrape veins right through the pouring rain
they scrape veins right through the rain
dont worry to them its all the same
if was to breakup the vinyl, slide it behind em,
grind it up slowly till it tickled inside em
took em and guide em, show how to divide em,
could they then understand why i do this despite em
not if im smiling, the bridge with no pilings
could still be burnt with reasons or violence
so ill never be silent, i know i can hide it
i dont need the comfort to keep myself occupied
he went from cells to reign no sales to fame
the glory that never came, got lost in the frame
can you quell my blame, i still spell my name
lost in the d e t a l e game
yes i am the laymens term in laymens terms
somewhere in between all the earth and the worms
yea yea detale yea yea i know my place
in the system with my mic in your face
match strikes in the place, i reach rapture
i hope you capture, what im after
all the actors talking in circles
would be better off working community service
so whats the verdict?
is the judge here or am i talking to serpants
who can tell me that i dont deserve it
when i open my mouth all words come out perfect
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2. |
Murder In a Brawl
02:34
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we arrived at the right place at the right time
swigs of cheap vodka jumping to the mind
the adrenaline rush now, the tingle in the spine
opposites they were paint and we were turpentine
on their turf now straight, behind their high school
i told my boys wait, keep it real keep cool
keep it steady so we fuck em up leave em lying in mud
leave em with a memory so they never fuck with us
they were pushing ten and we were pushing ten strong
it was midnight we kept quiet to avoid an alarm
we were south of the county verse north of the county
now were in too deep no time to be doubting
they finally came, the words hit like the rain
typical back and forth talk its the same
who fuck whos girl who called who a faggot
we didnt give a fuck none of us were gonna have it
the first punch thrown, and a groan from the top
followed by the shouts, its was time to let it drop
two tidal waves collide with the fury of the fight
get hit in the chest hit him back with a right
escalation, was the name of the game,
never felt the pain alcohol in the vein
people on the ground, getting kicked around
i got a fist to the back of the head, i fell down
opened my eyes to the wet grass, roll fast
got out of the way missed a boot as it crashed
down where my head lay a moment before
no longer a fight it was motherfucking war
get the fuck up, now we're soldiers and their enemies
doing anything we can, to interrupt identity
smash my fist against the soft of their face
gotta make sure, itll give way when it breaks
gotta make sure, every single one of them pays
gotta make sure, kick em while their down where they lay
and i see the blood dripping out of my face
a split second is alot so i pay for my mistake
feeling dizzy on the ground, enemy over me
blows to my body, covered in blood, cant see
then i hear a thud, try to adjust my mental
my boy helps me up, in his hand something metal
i look down to the ground, to see the enemy
face down on the ground, skull bleeding at the seam
and my man in his hand an aluminum bat
the one years before that he was given by his dad
i can hardly see, but we ran away quick
get off the field and we jet to the whip
meet up at the local exxon
what the fucks going on, should we set the alarm
my man near in tears, and we're all shaken
"i didnt wanna hit him on the head, i could feel the skull breaking
but he was trying to kill you," he said to me
to hide my fears i looked down at my feet
we could hear the rescue helicopters near
by i could tell by his eyes there was no hope here
so we went home, nothing else to do
all together but entirely trapped in solitude
that night none of us could sleep cus we knew
in the morning we'd be woken up by the news
about a murder in a brawl, the suspect was known
so my man turned himself in there on that phone
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3. |
Thanatophobia
01:37
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4. |
Noah's Ark
03:54
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nowadays noah couldnt make it on noahs ark
we try to start the spark, but we waited for the dark
its too dark, and too large, we cant play a part
illuminating night to get a look at the heart
thats broken apart, the target becomes the mark
the black spot signifies the ending of the arc
of life, they brought, the blame and spread it through the park
attracting all of them, like blood to the sharks
the murderer walks, talks, got lost in the cross
the innocent, guilty, by a swarm of hawks
doctors push pills to the kids in the malls
when they're grown up theyll never own up to faults
with credit default, swaps, and legalized crime
twist bags of dope, tight like serpentine
(synthetic opiates) hit the mind from within
but its cheaper in the street let it climb in the skin
if i kept standing, this way on this day
wouldnt sway, would it take your mind off the hurricane
or would it push you further so id have to explain
my state as i stay away from the pain
am i sane cus i question sanity every day
i stay inside the abstract, hard facts will never lay
but i rest my head on the glove compartment
while youre driving to the end of the world that never bent
my friend the world will end when it ends in the end
my friend the world will end in the end
my friend the world will end when it ends in the end
cus im the only friend alive enough not to pretend
and in the harvest this town brought nothing for you,
you reap nothing to lose cus you sow the bad news
with my bad tooth biting hard stabbing at sad truth
go on standing / there aint no one to catch you
and did you think id let you, get down and crawl
like a dressed animal the overthought minimal
its fucked up, youre fucked up, laying in the hall
motherfucker get up, you dont got the time to fall
and taken slowly down, this is the conclusion of the sound
you might turn down, might bury in the ground
either way you cant stop when the syllables abound
either way you cant muffle when i turn that shit around
and ill still keep ghost riding through the ghost town
with my ear to the sound, motherfuckers look at me now
if youre lost then im found, hundred miles under ground
still looking for the ark still trying to take you down
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5. |
Search For a Substitute
03:17
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here i am spitting image in your face, you're forcing cancer down your throat
thoughts provoked by what you wrote in smoke
it took a little bit to notice, yeah just a the little
you would choke on that bit if the harness didnt tickle
a lightning bugs life is gonna end in a flash
overcome by the thunder blast of our last laugh
after last supper dad, uncovered in the trash
the remains of what he didnt ressurect in the past
look at mirror and compare yourself to road kill
hold still, let me known how the high the road feels
never slowed down by red lights and stop signs
bug bites to top crimes crash cars to stop time
(forward to my prime) or back to me in the womb
yo, lets live it up till we're consumed
lets live it up like the beggining of june
yo, lets live it up till we're buried in a tomb
spoke (once), spoke (twice), in the (cold night)
like melting cold ice, you came to grips with your old vice
the elephant left the room, noticed the old mice
couldnt wait it out to try and see if the truth bites
(its not a problem,) said strange,
its not a problem to maintain all these colors the same
i never trust strangers, not to their face
but you and i tried and the color wont erase
(this truth or that truth,) i'll search for a substitute
looking at you i could maybe see cute
maybe see ash pouring into rain gardens
better yet waterfalls dying red in the autumn
red is the color the color cant change the picture,
the picture physically embodies words not written in the scripture,
the scripture's written down and written down are my words
any equivilent of the sound is unheard
if we killed the radio then we'd have room for more birds
and i could catch a ride out, on any lines that i heard
(they say) if im anything more than word play and mind spray
maybe i would make a dollar on the lines i say
but its not worth it, my self expression purpose
submerged in words maybe one day it will surface
to serve you this sound, created by one...
completely controlled, and contained in my (hands)
can you hear that, its me crossing the threshold
of existence through the sounds waves reverberating echos
as far as respect goes, its higher than falsetto
among the true heads that realize where the bread goes
listen close, or the words might slip
outta skin and bones, and outta lip spit drips
burning mistletoe, bringing heat to the bliss
bringing sound to your ears, and the words to your lips
but for now im stuck here, out of love not fear
its gonna be a long time so i brought souvinears
a ten speed bike so i could teach you how to steer
and a broken watch to show when i was here
give em a broken watch to show the time that i appeared
let em know, there's something forming the air
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