1. |
the BLAZES
04:02
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Take me to the water,
Take me to the blazes,
Take me to the prisons,
And show me where something gives.
I’ll die slow, in the class my dad had also.
Let it ride on my side of the provide divide.
Let it ride on my side of the provide divide,
And let that evil out my eye.
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2. |
DON'T
03:33
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You’re fine, I know.
But, you’re a dying zoo lion below.
I know I’m cold,
your coat says so.
And we may be below ice,
though I know flame only dance’s once with coal.
Don’t pour more crisis on my coals,
Don’t choke on us going up in smoke.
Don’t soak my ropes in Romeo,
Don’t choke on us going up in smoke.
I’m burning out on you,
I ain’t saying I wont set flames to your face though…
Matches paper jacket and the pilot on,
pouring paint thinner on a favorite song,
in danger dancing where I don’t belong…
I want to burn bright not long.
How do you keep phoenix where the freezing live,
I’m tired of chaining daughter where a monster is.
You want me Voting, Married, Paying Taxes in Traffic…
Let me see you get Fire back into Matches.
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3. |
LAZERS
03:02
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You don’t get to
helm now.
To
go shine playgrounds.
Meanwhile mountains help professors
get down…
Pinning up humming bird hearts.
Me fucking with a poem while the Romans vote.
When the ocean gets around to eating Oakland,
Hope
you’re feeling good about the win.
Sadly
most lasers are for healing,
and everything with you turns into feelings.
Static is just ingredients
The earth turns,
a chemist shouts,
the whole swamp pauses…
Nah yo
This is how it is…
No one pilots dynamite.
I know it says DANGER,
is that supposed to ward me off.
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4. |
Hood Good
04:03
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Some girls like to razor other girls faces.
Whores hate that letter F,
they Force Fight and Fucking.
If I get my wish and all,
I’d witness fist fights,
all out brawls, every bus ride
while I scrawl out poem ribs
in my sketch book pit.
I miss making pay phone calls, or watching me a rich lady fall.
Watch someone get their pocket picked or get sold a brick.
You get took, you get got, all to not be a she who calls for cops.
I’m hoodgood.
Cement stare, low hair, and an iron purse.
Headphones, heels, glass, my way to work.
Where I skirt that thimble of what I’m worth.
I’d rather go berserk, get lost, get hurt.
No friends no phone no song on stove,
Just me and my moon on a street I know.
I want to not explode yet loose control.
You get not rich
A lot,
where I live.
I’m hoodgood.
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5. |
Mr.So&So
03:32
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I’m Mr.So&So,
I got regret and regret and regret and little mo.
My father showed me so, he is ta kwan do, and has a lot of hero’s.
I’m Mr. So&So, incredible repetitive repetitive po.
Your kids will fire my kids,
Poor I inspired by this.
They call me Mr. So&So.
I’m Mr.So&So,
smashed somewhere in a junkyard’s throat.
Where the baby beds and the broken go,
I’m Mr.So&So.
And so, I joined the war.
Your kids will fire my kids,
Poor I inspired by this.
They call me Mr. So&So.
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6. |
ccCOLD
03:31
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Cold is grown in ice, and parts of my life.
When the cold flashes, anything can happen.
I want to be see through true, like them thermometers do.
FlashBoom I’m in it, what you know about it,
let the cold front in, I’m finna freeze something.
Cold is grown in ice, and parts of my life.
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