1. |
YMCA
02:11
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You must be aware when I'm talking
I've been a very good sport, I even suffered for it
I get sweat in return, and to reiterate
I am kicking off it right now
I'm milking it, for all its silk road ettiquette
I do not talk for everyone
I just speak up seldom
Weapon-wielding of mass destruction
Pushing millions out the building like they are nil
When I speak up its kind of brittle
I color words its for to hear them break
I'm breaking records all the time
Like first ever person to make this one
And for the time I gave I'd like to call on you to vouch
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2. |
Second Song
02:05
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I was suddenly up really early in the morning
I got up because I was tired of being freezing
Opened up the radiator I had ordered online
Opened it up easily, I love when it's easy
There's a mural to be made in your honor
I've been thinking about it I would like to make it happen
I would even feel better
Something constructive to do
I take your doing as more
Like good literature I find one more thing
And I take up on two, like I evolved from it
So it stands I'm resilient
Give me one more because this feels like a parable
I'm waiting for number three, if I'm not careful
Since I'm still green, let me ask you
What's a prophet say and do
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3. |
Donzerley Lights
03:37
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Of all these wing-riders, there's one or two
Might confuse you
Niceties come costly and listless
But at least its common issues not meant for wrapping up too soon
Playing stop motion there I saw some eyes appear
And under them their motion walking to me
Drink in hand, ofering, something steaming
A talking point: this is underwhelming
I said 'the point you're selling?'
'You've ever heard of welding? It's a form of mending I would like to show you'
So I faked a call, What's the degree in here?
I faked a call it's my financial advisor branching into other fields, she say I have to go
The lights there were on
I don't see any reason why I can't talk
I have a script it's more a bible
It never simmers down, it only gets hotter
You're losing my train
On arrival you stared
The people in pairs
Parted like an allusion
Of all these wing riders, there's one or two
Might confuse you
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4. |
These Girls Are Equine
03:07
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5. |
Yung Infidel
03:28
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6. |
Advent Of Late 2019
03:29
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Seared as a fishscale
At least something to hold to
It's semantics
Working like there's a short in it
Still I'd follow your car in an ambulance with the neon signs off
Next drive a foreign
With an opened door is annoying
Draped in nice Lauren
It's a knock but so smooth
Stopped at the doorstep
Would've knocked but now it's raining
That's a motif
I had some rare shoes in mind, they're pretty valuable to me
Soften them up and roll them into me
Of course I want the best for you but I can't do that introspection for you
I shine on anyway
I get paid biweekly then I blend in evilly
I make art core porn every third day
You're not so Uruguayan
I mean I'm not either
An elusive museum we are
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7. |
Push.Pull
03:04
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I pull up I tend to tread lightly
I swallow ship and spit out rightly back
I give the gifts of all of these boxes
Inside the boxes there is the gift of mine
Pullover, searched the crooks of my car
Ask me if it's for business or
But back to boxes they are gives and inside the boxes there is a piece of mine
That you get to have
I made it machine-like in a stretch
I am not relaying I am printing as I speak
Underneath my saber tooth front
I have a mouth is soft and what comes comes fast
But I crane my neck to get looks in
I appear I'm wiry and grinning sly
Sipping slow, living vitality
These are classic, high-caliber lines
But then back to high stamina, a health code abiding citizen I am
That you get to have
I made it machine-like in a stretch
I am not relaying I am printing as I speak
Where's he get it from?
It's home-grown what you're looking at
Not all sugared and fired up
I put the feel on tenterhooks
While you push the mood up on cinderblocks
What's the golden mean for, if you don't put in work for it?
Sound advice, but no notice, thanks so much
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8. |
Sheep's 24 hr Day
03:11
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Freaks comb their hair never though it gets into their eyes
And prohibits singing 'Knives Out' on their morning runs
Blocked out, in 12-point bold
A schedule from beginning
A sheep's entirety of things that will change for them
On the kitchen floor
I'm pale as morgues are
I'm plain as Morgan
I'm praying mormon
Probably a lobotomy
Since I was a bottle-fed sheep
I went and freaked in darkclothes
Learned I liked to
I consulted my notes
But theirs were holding me back
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9. |
Uncanny Weekend
05:28
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I feel it sacriligiously
That I've been removed and in place a saccharine nativity scene
In one year I traded basketball shoes
For a set of keys at 13 I was driving
I picked it up so quick it surprised them
And drawbacks were not really felt at all
Part two becasue it is never ending
If it weren't for trying my luck
I wouldn't've met you or you
Please keep tugging on my arm I guess to knock my knees out and all of my old breath away
My tolerance on a VU meter is pretty much clipping out at his point
It's red and lean like on a hot day when your mercury thermometer breaks
The powers I checked them on the floor lying facedown with a very strong will
See you are dashing, I'd like to lay this here blanket over you
I've been speaking on myths, Greeks are totally upon us
I can tell you next day's weather on forever I can bring it to the table as well as the table itself
Second I asked you a question
What's to do after breathing
Call up the police station leave them leading?
Stuck on thoughts that dress was gingham
Friend said it's right to do this
I guess he beat her to it
I don't mind just breathing either-
I don't mind just breathing easier
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some SPag here, and others spag over there.
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91 SPAG 19 this year 1991
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