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Track Name: Wakin' Up Fresh
Efftupp:

look dog, I keeps it fresher than illegal beaver
finger to the neighbors always askin' (how's it goin Skeeter?)
no cabin fever, my reliever is a ruckus breeder
erect my peter, got me lookin' for a wide receiver
the kind of day that has me hoping for some paper
screw a day of work man, I'll holla at you later
treat you like a bar chick, give you two fingers
life is my resting place, Jesus is a hater
I need a wrecking ball, murder weapons or common sense
2003 I saw a day like this but not one since
I'm living it up, leaving dents and making it clear
that work is for suckas, mean mugging your mothas and others in otherwords having a beer
the skies are right here, I'm soaking it up for good
I stay eating, yeah, like there is no -ing in this pudd
I love hoodie season, but there is no need for a hood
always reason though cause I'm always up to no good

Chorus:

Waking up fresh, waking up fresh, waking up
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
moving by the afternoon, moving by the afternoon
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
altered mind state, altered mind state, evening
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
grinding by the night time, grinding by the night time
warm enough to stay around, this is how it's going down

Th Mnmlst:

five dudes two words we act a fool,
like the Fonz, our shit's hot, too cool for school
bitches lookin’ bronzed call this backyard olympics
yeah I rock Adidas but this ain’t no Limp Bizkit,
the public saying "mnml" you lookin’ kind of mellow
fuck going inside I’m turning gene pool yellow
AE rushin’ your brain like an audible tsunami
set ‘em up, knock ‘em down, playing bitches like Jumanji

Hyphon:

I can be often seen, sawing Zs
In the middle of the park at three, doesn't matter if it's a or p
from Wisco for six months bro, the temp stays low-key
Valhalla play those Loki, with a woman in a whole piece
‘til the snow leaks out your nose geek Hyphon
standing in the June Solstice saying in the galaxy they know me
‘cuz the flows been raising flood levels old man ain't a sunblock rebel
dunktank me (k)no(w)-how, sun thanks for the low-brow

Chorus:

Waking up fresh, waking up fresh, waking up
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
moving by the afternoon, moving by the afternoon
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
altered mind state, altered mind state, evening
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
grinding by the night time, grinding by the night time
warm enough to stay around, this is how it's going down

Guess Prefontaine:

crib chill hang, posted like the token black man
yeah I’m black, way better than a weak ass surfer tan
now where the women at? Sippin’, trippin’, getting wet
huntin’ ladies Boba Fett, with leafy green cigarettes
PBR in hand, I’m stayin’ chillin’ when it toasty
the hot dogs is roasting, but where the fuck is Los V?
swag chillin’ wit the homies, party grillin’ getting it
excuse me ladies Guess Pre is here, I’m fuckin’ steppin’ in

Talk-O-Destiny:

my clique knows, telepathically linked
make wack shit and fuck around
you'll get your palm stinked
slam a drink then stop and think (like hmmmm)
Yoga's on the menu, go ahead and bring a friend or two
just know these rappers don't care if they offended you-
just need to blend dude, grab a fresh brew
and try not to disturb our natural disorder
Gavin Beats - straight heat, AE makes it warmer

chorus:

Waking up fresh, waking up fresh, waking up
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
moving by the afternoon, moving by the afternoon
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
altered mind state, altered mind state, evening
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
grinding by the night time, grinding by the night time
warm enough to stay around, this is how it's going down
Waking up fresh, waking up fresh, waking up
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
moving by the afternoon, moving by the afternoon
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
altered mind state, altered mind state, evening
warm enough to stay around, warm enough to stay around
grinding by the night time, grinding by the night time
warm enough to stay around, this is where I stand my ground
Track Name: Night Life
Guess Prefontaine:

Efftupp calm as fuck like it’s sedatives
spittin’ Talkward jargon rockin’ out with heavy Minalkid
I’m getting loose with my orange juice, tastes great
Hyphon on that cranberry, drinkin’ at a steady pace
so many ladies so I’m hopin’ to get face time
what’s in store? Imma score straight drivin’ down the baseline
hard in the paint, in the clouds on a half eighth
I get it in, don’t give a fuck if her titties fake
back to the pad real fast tell her I rap
I’ll be wrappin somethin’ ‘cause she touchin’ like an iPad
I’m not mad but she’s way too into me
she’s talkin’ bout forever and how she’s never leavin’ me
uh oh she’s diagnosed as stage five clinger
I got some plans tomorrow I’m not takin’ her to dinner
thought she was a winner but instead she’s just annoying
she’s workin’ for my dick but as of now I’m not employing

Guess Prefontaine/Chorus:

party up, with AE crew
you can hold it down, well we can too
the night's young, get crazy ‘til the sun's up
bottom's up, here's to hoping morning's not too rough

Efftupp:

take me to another place
fuck that shit, man, I'm low on dough
one for the Wu-Tea, shit really blew me
can't see straight, got a couple to go
the foul mouthed fiend be licking them shots clean
when I'm not making art, I'm destroying my offspring
out with the dudes? no I'm out of my head now
a night staying sober means my liver feels left out

Th Mnmlst:

sippin on the whiskey call me old man mnml
call me a motherfucker I call myself cynical
wondering where I left efftupp, effed up, kinda faded,
dollar in the jukebox wondering who the hell played this,
beards boards and fixees cause we grindin on the daily,
the wheels are always turning knowing this could never fail me,
AE forty night it’s getting kinda crazy,
switchin’ it to beast mode cause the crew is never lazy

Talk-O-Destiny/Chorus:

party up, with AE crew
you can hold it down, well we can too
the night's young, get crazy ‘til the sun's up
bottom's up, here's to hoping morning's not too rough

Hyphon:

I keep a steady pace but I'm speeding
pineapple spiked to the taste of my semen (cumquat)
it's a lady I got, she's keeping a secret
she's behind curtains you never seen it
beat it riff raff ‘til the drums up and kick back
relax, me cat, knee caps stay on the speed fast
heed that, Talko on the weed sack, mic life feedback
out with the league men, you see a freak cast

Talk-O-Destiny:

yup ... I'ma come creepin’ on ya
first you notice me, then the smell of marijuana
within seconds, I already got a read
I can see she wanna leave, I can smell that tell
maybe it’s the other way around but oh well
I'm drunk as shit, yo she's fine as hell, caveman style
start a fire to get her on my bone
so I can tell Minimal I don't need a ride home

credits
from VV, track released 05 May 2012
Track Name: She Keeps
Efftupp

I pitched a tent when I saw her bending over
still drunk from a love without closure, composure needed
I heeded, don't mean to sound conceded
but I'd prolly catch a case for the way that I could beat it
puppy love, stranger in the mist
hands in his pocket with a missile in his fist
admiration, from afar
like fuck shooting stars, you could be my Hayley-Bop (the way we'd rock)
the way we'd roll, in the sheets
no need to feel complete, just something, anything
leap frog lovers with a bone to pick
doggy style champs, yeah we're both the shit girl
and there she is, across the street
at the record shop, yo it's time to meet
and sure enough, I finally say hi
I get "look, I'm sure you're nice, but I'm not in to guys" shit...

Chorus:

She keeps, loading guns all the time
heat seeked, to body, soul and mind
sheets freaked, if I could just read the signs
but she keeps, on passing me by

Hyphon:

millennial Girl, power princess
ephemeral world, flower print dress
breast butt bulge hurl, this is intense
outta my face in just two minutes
it's a source of control
with your curves like a road
winding and grinding in my mind and I explode
we both got an eye on the load
(Yo, like Oh?) Like O. (Oh...)
what I think could fix you
a remedy I too, am addicted to
from miss to screw with screw loose
to miss to lose, hope this isn't the truth
but my mouth must shoot
but if you get confused, you can rummage through
to Ruby shoes, your ticket to Dorothy Land
this, like most fails, is poorly planned
and I see the way you look at me
even after I spill these beans
I thought all I could ever do was please
but those actions never bettered me
once free, now mutually shackled
you say, "you think too much, why all the hassle"
that's the battle, topics to tackle
I realize I'm an asshole, she says "That's right,
goodbye." at Last Call (Last Call)!


Chorus:

she keeps, loading guns all the time
heat seeked, to body, soul and mind
sheets freaked, if I could just read the signs
but she keeps, on passing me by

Efftupp

love lost, girl without a cause
words not spoken stuck up in my jaws
I don't live for the moment, I live for the meaning
I thought that shit was love but that shit can be deceiving
fuck the feelings that I get, the ones I haven't met
the ones I used to fuck and the ones I haven't yet
aight, bet, I'd rather go it alone
but if you ever notice me, please throw me a bone

Hyphon:

so girl, ever sexed an eccentric?
the lines a hit in the world of academics
so my name’s above an et. al. mention
let's relieve some of this paper presenting tension
sneak another inch in
to see if intelligent women still flinch when you hit 'em
cause and the symptoms, cuz there's a difference
these fantasies all stay fictions

Hyphon and Efftupp:

Say she keeps on passing me by

Chorus:

She keeps, loading guns all the time
heat seeked, to body, soul and mind
sheets freaked, if I could just read the signs
but she keeps, on passing me by
Track Name: How Horrible
Th Mnmlst:

got eighty cars and time to kill
too much money and life to fill
a jetset homeboy with attitude like Rodman
stacking so much loot don’t know where to begin
flow so infectious it could be called SARS,
so high up planes mistaken for stars
fuck lil weezy its McCraken F baby
on that paper chase ‘cause bitches wanna play me
now on the the truth I am none of the above
just your average white boy looking for love
if I really acted like I say
I'd live for the night not just for the day
Talkin’ mad shit in your face
keep up with the car just to keep pace
crazy rush to your dome you could call it ethereal
question is why won’t anybody take me cereal

Efftupp:

Look I got two TVs, look I got a PS3
Look I got an Xbox, no I don't, they burned down
rims on my ride, yeah, I guess it burned too
what doesn't kill me, only hurts Ernie, Bert too
no place to live, fuck it then, Imma get mine
God fed me chili dogs, now I'm letting shit slide
get live, stay alive, already done that
feeling like I'm finished but I don't know where my cum's at
horchata, fires and tornadas
life is a bitch so I slap around her ta-ta's
strife is my bling, I wear it like it's Prada
whatever comes out, I ain't gonna be it's father
why bother? trick, my sperm is a sin
it ain't going out of style, you can wear it on your chin
Lord knows Imma lose it all again
but if I'm still alive, then it's AE win

Hyphon:
find me in a Chevy, poli how a pimp would
all up in the Ford, not just Betty I've been good
Cadi Patty Hearst, leave her casket with bent wood
fucking dead Republicans unless they duckets, Lincoln
can I get a LinkedIn, for the shit thinking
spitting in public fountains, off bridges I'm pissing
kids missing, you can see me kissing Nancy Grace all up in the distance
get it, hit it, at seventeen locked for a loving cum shot
dumb plot, but I'm flexing more for the sex and gore
ogre over-eater white chocolate to s’mores
I'm still saying fuck a telecaster, let me look inside your leopard handbag
Miss Grace, I don't care how the vag hangs, I'm here for the gang bang.

Talk-O-Destiny:

wiping my ass with hundred dollar bills
running around town dropping stacks at will
I got all the money in the world, multiplied by two
you get paid by the hour? sucks to be you!
got a Latino for the yard, got a Jew for the taxes
got a Swedish girl I pay to give the cars waxes
oh, and a French maid that gets paid to get laid
wifey's got a pool boy, and a therapist
kids are never home and when they are they're always pissed
but who cares when the cleaning lady's suckin your dick?
what about my wife? I say fuck a bitch. I am always running shit
bank account so big that you couldn't even picture it
so get off my nuts and give my chode a lick
cuz you never met a bigger prick
you fuckin’ hate me, but you still got a price tag
and I still got the funds to leave you in a fuckin’ body bag

Chorus: Get up, get up, get up, ‘til you can't breath
ughh ughh ughh, squash grapes! x4

Guess Prefontaine:

thug nasty, pants saggy coke n rum one plastic baggy
10 babies, 28s on swanky blacked out Mercedes
got a trillion ladies and they all have had a tit job
two Desert Eagles and you know they both be down to rob
name brand ain’t a thing I mean goddamn have you seen my bling
bling spring fling diamonds sing tones that match my ring
stings when I bring and the game on point
got that swag if you think that’s choice
talk shit back it up, think you need to lighten up
better hitter your dealer up blaze a bleeze, take a puff
think you livin’ life like a G because you sippin’ lean
or how hood you aim to be, your size 50 waisted jeans
stackin’ cheese buyin’ drinks keepin’ all the bitches pleased
that’s not me not Guess Pre as if that’s real who I wanna be
this shit ain’t the spice girls with fruity flower spice world
hey David, it’s real life hurl, so sick I think I might Earl
suit in tie to sweatshirt smack in face it might hurt
fantastic in sarcasm but real talk I always charcoal murk
Track Name: Lebron Jimmy
Efftupp:

I break the fourth wall, fuck a fourth meal
my ability says don't take the court deal
I eject semen and they abort demons
my superhero symbol, is of a nun screamin'
I got 'em feinin' for my dick, only cause it's laced with crack
nothin' like an aphrodisiac that keeps 'em comin' back
look arms behind the back bra
these big dick pills will leave your girl's mouth slack-jawed
(oh Dru, you make me feel so pretty)
yeah, you got a decent face, but it's nothin' on your titties
I got Superman stamina, yeah dude fo' really
a villain once made me watch Sex and the City(ouch)
I guess I'm kind of a Samanth... I mean bad guy
bitch drain my sack dry while I let the scat fly
black eyes, broke bones and twisted ligaments
this is not a sentiment, I ain't askin’ if you're feelin’ it

Guess Prefontaine:

superswag that’s me Guess Pre
know that I’m flyin high with the crew AE
go hard in the paint super late Chris Reeves
no Frank Abagnale so you can’t catch me
sonic speed at this track meet, how you tryna catch me
got kryptonite don’t say if no one’s asking
kick it with a thick chick, thin babe it’s all the same
no Spiderman, if you can’t hang with Mary Jane
track slayer, murk with not lasers
flow in the danger zone of those haters
roll with those papers, hoes with come later
light with no Vader dark without saber
Prof X like I’m down with the sickness
mutant flow do you really wanna risk it
underdog that’s why I’m chompin’ up this biscuits
Herc with the Hydra so now I’m eatin’ Triscuits
nix the attitude I’m all about the latitude
envy with Captain’s ‘do’ and egos big as planets dude
my flames froze it’s like I’m spittin’ in the ozone
incredible, I roll Wisco cold, sidekickin Frozone

Chorus:

(E-S-P-N)
Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James
The time is Nowitzki
Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James
The time is Nowitzki
Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James
The time is Nowitzki
Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James
The time is Nowitzki

Talk-O-Destiny:

there's nothing but villains out to fuck up my day
the goth kids don't wanna play and the preppy kids send hate my way
so fuck 'em man, and the entire planet that I'm here to save
why should I give two shits or a fuck, when they spit in my food at lunch?
I should blast one at that fat kid's dome piece
rub his nose all up in that mystery lunch meat
after he sucker punched me? and I turned the Jesus cheek over a new leaf?
I will have my revenge, and it will be sweet
all these kids think that my name is Bradley
but little do they know, they are mistaken, sadly
every time Mysterion dies, he's reborn like a Christian
but I will never die, I will simply just go missing
pissing off Ktulu with my berry fucking blast
the Mintberry Crunch of rap, here to save your ass
so if ya'll have any more problems with Ktulu or the Coon
just gimme a shout, I'll be back with a Sha-Blah-Goo!!!

Th Mnmlst:

AE justice league the name of the crew
call me Superman getting hot like glue
Peter Parker Spiderman spittin’ webs of intrigue
got the game on lock Steven Seagal under siege
punishing motherfuckers like my name is Frank Castle
so smooth surfing silver no hassle
on fire human torch cause that’s how we fly
when the Goonie crew gets together it’s like HEY YOU GUYS

Chorus:

(E-S-P-N)
Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James
The time is Nowitzki
Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James
The time is Nowitzki
Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James
The time is Nowitzki
Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James, sloth, Lebron James
The time is Nowitzki

Hyphon:

funny isn't it? comedian status
cyclops he didn't see the glasses
so even frail fam has firework synapses
memory re: time I raptly round the lapses
pound that ass, but extraordinarily gentle man
find between you and me a dental dam
roll company cars, you on that rental can
it's a case for the cape, they stole and spent your land
so I'm on the side of the rape, survivors, dead-pan
Track Name: Barely Listenable
Th Mnmlst:

so sharp to the blade you can call me Akaname
straight ripping the mic is where you're gonna find me
building blocks on the shoulders of giants
class is in session it's time to drop science

Talk-O-Destiny:

I guess I need a reason to look this way
same reasoning is why I still live day-to-day
so stop the hate, the awkward eyes and the cold shoulders
I'll look common place when I'm a few years older

Guess Prefontaine:

rest assure my comforts confront middle of the line
I'm on that seek to find grindin' on the inside
I strive to keep my simple minded thoughts up high
top shelf status but I'm the only one to buy

Hyphon:

it still sits wrapped somewhere
I always listen to break up music in the early dating so beware
my name is Jonas and I got greasy hair
Noah and the Whale glued my early morning silence to a silver chair

Th Mnmlst:

colors bleed always leading the stroke
cracking the egg of reality to get the yolk
words turn to wisdom in the company of scholars
holdin' it down carelessly, it's time to pop collars

Talk-O-Destiny:

you wouldn't know real if it spit in your face
saliva dripped to your lips and your tongue caught a taste
you wouldn't know me if I cared what you thought
words would stay in my book, my door would stay locked

Guess Prefontaine:

pissed off pissed out tell who broke the seal
currently electric eel, feel what I feel
keep next to kin kindly your head side cocked Whybie
chopped at the knees or kindling for lying

Hyphon:

honest eh, feels like a chaunce state
meant this to be heartfelt packed in crates
so even in coolers cats get the transplant late
stay ahead of pace, hurry up and wait!

Th Mnmlst:

lemons in the limelight feeling like an outcast
read between the lines put the world on blast
on the outside are we the lab or the rat
too many questions wrap your head around that

Talk-O-Destiny:

physics: complicated, understood by few
mediocrity: everywhere, needs a muse
skipped over me and it shitted on you
while I wrote some more bars and I skipped to my lou

Guess Prefontaine:

I got burning to put my thoughts to action
just do me, stress free, don’t need a reaction
more than happy to arrive safely in the grave
as long as went out with a bang, body bagged yesterday

Hyphon:

stay listening spewed tunes over the tubes
baby cousin, til my God damn, noods bruised
true dude, screw you, I need to move through, the same mood blue,
if you can't change the world, it's view and attitude
Track Name: Damaged
Efftupp/chorus:

the crack in the levy's heavy waiting for a wash
slingshots ready yet we stand behind a god
funny how the damage doesn't lift with the fog
spit til it's gone, fist over palm, bomb
the crack in the levy's heavy waiting for a wash
slingshots ready yet we stand behind a god
funny how the damage doesn't lift with the fog
spit til it's gone, fist over palm, bomb

Talk-O-Destiny:

I'm the package that fell off the back of the truck
I would've been fine, but then it backed up
now I'm a piece of shit, a pile of bones in a bag of guts
with a patch of hair and blood gushing from some nasty cuts
walking off a gunshot, sleeping off a tumor
cauterize so blood clots, believing fact of rumor
my owner saw a bad stitch, sent me to a thrift store
bought up a costume, every day I hate that bitch more
gather your allegiances, get those ducks in a row
submit the grievances, get ready for a fuck show
glass in my tires, crack in the windshield
lacking the reflex to ever stop or yield
Imma run your ass over while you're jogging on the shoulder
the wind's blowing hard and it's only getting colder
like your body temperature, as the sun goes down
and damaged fuckers like us roam this town

Hyphon:

roll the endo, run the risk
once this, blunt is lit
talk shit, tons of it
crimes we extoll and ones we commit
trying to find a happy wander ravaged path
throw the damn baby and water bastard bath
trying not to be shady to your daughter aftermath
I thought we'd lay before the slaughter, that was that


Efftupp/Chorus:

the crack in the levy's heavy waiting for a wash
slingshots ready yet we stand behind a god
funny how the damage doesn't lift with the fog
spit til it's gone, fist over palm, bomb
the crack in the levy's heavy waiting for a wash
slingshots ready yet we stand behind a god
funny how the damage doesn't lift with the fog
spit til it's gone, fist over palm, bomb

Th Mnmlst:

I used to care now i give a fuck less
your brain centered round negativity and stress
choking down preservatives like your body is gonna rot
just one car not a dent in the lot
I think about your shit everyday
difference between us is we got something to say
making sense from nothing broken in retrospect
a face in the game another member of the sect
or plot line broken in two parts damaged
load up on food for thought my brain is kinda famished
aimlessly running turning circles to squares
light the sky aurora see the solar flares
enemy of the world in the dark like shinobi
after the burial buried face down will they even know me
ink blots bleeding first name Rorschach,
brain waves the currents back in black

Efftupp:

the advantage of being stuck in your head is you can vanish
and manage the damage by saying that it ain't shit
while being alone can be a motherfucker, that's my bread n butter
not a cutter, cause I'm not a tween, know what I mean?
and I might grieve but I don't Grieves, I hold these
fists up to swing for my friends and family
I hold guilt, express hate cause I'm a hater
and damn proud, cause I don't taste your shitty flavor

Efftupp/Chorus:

the crack in the levy's heavy waiting for a wash
slingshots ready yet we stand behind a god
funny how the damage doesn't lift with the fog
spit til it's gone, fist over palm, bomb
the crack in the levy's heavy waiting for a wash
slingshots ready yet we stand behind a god
funny how the damage doesn't lift with the fog
spit til it's gone, fist over palm, bomb

Guess Prefontaine:

I been battered beaten and broke, knee deep to over my head
feel it and I’m screaming from throat I’m better dead
feeling tense from neck that’s tied to this rope already red handed
sinking and you won’t bring a boat is what he said
stand steady and stay silent submerging self within violent eyes
bottom dwell and randomize, existence minced and vaporized
sharp tongue consider it done in front what’s stated lies
fate of flies only survive in line inside of metal spine
spit shine deem clean to high beams
not steam you can’t see you hit me
so it seems fitting to avenge for how you snitch please
get me? scars and bars, along with ripped deeds
everything is falling apart, torn
tired but I'm still going strong, worn
face is quickly meeting the floor, warm
really never weather better damage than a storm

Efftupp:

I'm bout to occupy that ass bitch
if I fuck the world will it make me a sandwich?
or just fall asleep, cause I'm feeling kinda weak
like I just shot a skeet, if there's no heaven where the hell do we meet?
we don't, we only live once
and there is no I in team but there is a U in cunt (MOIST)
bad words, bad blood, it's whatever man
I may not be emo but I'm working on a severage plan

Efftupp/Chorus:

the crack in the levy's heavy waiting for a wash
slingshots ready yet we stand behind a god
funny how the damage doesn't lift with the fog
spit til it's gone, fist over palm, bomb
the crack in the levy's heavy waiting for a wash
slingshots ready yet we stand behind a god
funny how the damage doesn't lift with the fog
spit til it's gone, fist over palm, bomb
Track Name: Round My Spot
Th Mnmlst:

an eye for an eye makes the world go blind
we search for salvation but disappointment is all we find
visions of stars and bars social news feeds and hybrid cars
chokin' the truth leaving no scars
the death of lady liberty deliberate and slow
scorched from the dragons breath with no where to go
making martyrs into time bombs the fuse is lit
throw up your hands or else you'll get hit
we stand lifeless cold blanketed in fear
if the hammer drops than you better stand clear
the debris of history going straight for the jugular
look out for their pocket books but not for each other
close your eyes a fiery death is all you see
change one's self to change history
revenge or martyrdom you tell me
cause ignorance breeding fear is all I see

Hyphon and Th Mnmlst: (Hook)

and I lost, more than I thought I gained
all my thoughts, seem to stay circular same
round my spot, they still calling my name
all I got, is that reflection, I've been through pain

Hyphon:

prolly bound to pedal these legs into infamy
always looking for my one shot always lock eyes intimately
the sort of bond you're not sure you got in infancy
pull a proverbial placenta say I'm reborn, again it's me
tendencies of lending frees, to lesser beings
saying this one's free, but customers they repeat
we call 'em users round the McD's
heavy cousin, I have 'em lovin', everything I shove 'em
got store front bakeries slanging my muffins
ain't that something? (you writing raps?)
yeah, I'm preparing in fact, for when I have Abe's in stacks
I'll behave and act, then fade to black
reverse jack, Three Kings bullion
paired the math, lit the match and took care in giving it back
mixed the hash, breakfast was passed
we publicans, tavern inhabitants be lovin' it
this old dive, should have a neon sign, just says mothership
my energy grows as tender's patience in me crumbles quick

Hyphon and Th Mnmlst: (Hook)

and I lost, more than I thought I gained
all my thoughts, seem to stay circular same
round my spot, they still calling my name
all I got, is that reflection, I've been through pain


Th Mnmlst:

green cream cheese some call it duckets
if your vision is monetary i say FUCK IT
bleeding patriotism through and through
ignorance colored red white and skewed
fade to black this shit make me sick
the America I know fat as a tick
it's not your rhythm not your right
spread your wings and try to take flight

Hyphon:

take this erection as part of my living insurrection
stay sex positive, detect it?
lovers can usually say he meant it
if you ever lived, without being a hypocrite, forgive we reckless
only nervous those days I don't heed lessons
be hesitant, the well won't divine itself
seed specimen, doesn't just scream robust health
we just then, might as well be going to hell
rerouting our calls so they can reach us there

Hyphon and Th Mnmlst: (Hook)

and I lost, more than I thought I gained
all my thoughts, seem to stay circular same
round my spot, they still calling my name
all I got, is that reflection, I've been through pain
Track Name: Mostly Bullshit
Guess Prefontaine:

black with a mask I’m suave mack all zorro
your ass is grass cut you up I’m a mower, a torro
mess with the bull you get horned up torn up make bank or bust
Your chips is slippin', shore ‘nough, oh you think that's rough
chalupas fucked up on the dash to the maximum
dumb fun under done when you askin’ em
party while I’m crashin' em blunt like ash in cup
sup fool I’m on YouTube to your voodoo
happy hefer always cheesin' Wisco stated moo moo
charcoal murkin, not fakin like Yohoo

Hyphon:

should be one for who farts, a true alarm
Boones Farm booze starts my cart
shot through the heart over cards
fuse short like who snores through a Newport
falling into a couch to leave a whole room scorched?
ooo bored, snoozing Igor, Doritos as a food source
me, I'm on that carbon carousel, with Gargamel
heart in pails with a hard impale
guarding quails, while garden swells
and my garments well (warning) hardships sell
in the tomb where the Garmin dwells
I practice man kinds hardest spells
if I had a nickel for every time
I drove the car of a woman or one of her parents
we'd still be ashing out the window or sunroof
we just wouldn't be so embarrassed and share shit
caravan to the ferry ship Nancy I care again
smells like ferret shit, when we barely kiss
my tires on the spare tip, claws of the bear's clipped
hunter gets the death carriage, we live in what his layer is
share me but spare a grin, the ideals I'm buried in

(Hook) Hyphon:
Nancy Kerrigan, Nancy, Nancy Kerrigan
We so very arrogant splash out there it went

Nancy Kerrigan, Nancy Nancy Kerrigan
Getting Nancy to care again, we stupid, nasty ignorant


Efftupp:

two turtles fuckin' yeah, I'm about to ga-ga-go
motherfuckers thinking they're sick
diagnosis? bitches got colds
I'm dancing, wearing Nancy Kerrigan
like a double chin, here we go again
if you need a bigger dick,
baby plug it in then I'll rub it in, then I'll rub it in
(I'm gonna) wait all night til the lights go out
dress like a mime when I bust you out
rape fantasy? no I ain't about that
hey kangaroo baby, where's your pouch at?
Tanya Harding when I climb inside
baton, it's on, wanna ra-ra-ride?
so damn skinny girl, I might just split you
ain't no thang cause now I get two
I get to you when I sift through poo like a swallowed ring
but there ain't no diamond inside
not even coal, psst..are you following?
it don't bother me
honestly I hope to be the big tidal wave to your water wings
I wanna be your gluttony, feeding you, no longer needing you, then you're gonna sing
then it's just done, done, done like I came
or started like you had a brain
just go find someone unlike me who can make it rain
look at there Nancy
you're more like the Botwin
more like the queen of slut
and I like to wear you, but I like to care too
so, out you gotta get the fuck


(Hook) Hyphon:

Nancy Kerrigan, Nancy, Nancy Kerrigan
We so very arrogant splash out there it went

Nancy Kerrigan, Nancy Nancy Kerrigan
Getting Nancy to care again, we stupid, nasty ignorant

Th Mnmlst:

M-n-m-l-s-t words so hallucinogenic call it LSD
clever more MacGyver than MacGruber
head full of bottle caps drunken in a stuper
sitting fat like Farley while taco and guess smoke Marley
you can call me charlie suck on Dee's nuts
the record so razor sharp from the needle or the cuts
smokin' on the ass end if ands or butts
the pen to the paper write it or say it
posted up barcalounger sitting kinda faded
the brain to the ears you take it as kinda jaded
either smart or stupid is how you wanna take it
making sense out of everything is more Lynch than Descartes
don't know the end from the beginning or the beginning from the start
call it lack of intuition or call it lack of heart
I guess it's mostly bullshit start to end end to start

(Hook) Hyphon:

Nancy Kerrigan, Nancy, Nancy Kerrigan
We so very arrogant splash out there it went

Nancy Kerrigan, Nancy Nancy Kerrigan
Getting Nancy to care again, we stupid, nasty ignorant

Talk-O-Destiny:

I'm stomping and I'm swearing and I'm getting hella arrogant
'cause I don't really give a fuck who Nancy Kerrigan is
so I killed my pride and now I'm stuck wearing it
but it doesn't really matter because it's mad apparent that
this coat adds some swag to my rad appearance
got pretty girls blathering when they come near it
a day and night job, my balls they try and hog
but only team players get to ride on my log
chillin' in the college bars, all my drinks are free of charge
sweatpants all up on my dog, standing like a landmark
hustle like a track star, swimming in your pool, shark
call me a shot in the dark, I'm keeping my game razor sharp
like that blade that you use to cut up your amphetamines
speeding up your lines, trying to get ahead of me
but I spit to neutralize, Tranquilizer, Ketamine
you silly asshole, quit trying to fuck with destiny
Track Name: Can-O-Pee featuring A.W.E.
Guess Prefontaine:

I keep on dreamin in the clouds, yo I keep my status Lando
Johnny Taylor T 'cause in this house I am the man yo
kick my shit in Wisco I’m here to keep your nitch full
melt an emo girl just call me Panic at the Disco
creature of the night moon light I'm always going beastmode
not crackin' under pressure I'm like Kobe shootin' three throws
Phelps without the green dose, grill, without the meat though
swim up in your fantasies but I don’t ever rock a speedo

AWE:

C-O-P-E...
Modern-day Kubrick on the setlist,
Sony-Mini/hash pipe.. let's do this,
Scientifically, cut umbilical to feed these hungry MC's,
Adam stole the head, out the cow and wore it at the mad town disease cd release, (i like that)
Jack sick of being a dull boy, he's a fat cat,
Yeah, he dug the hole for the rabbit,
Just to eat the fruit like Eve was a habit,

(Hook) Hyphon:

AE stays playing in the canopy
hand of trees only come down after the peak
had a chance for you to be a fan of me
living my reality while chasing my fantasy

Hyphon:

gold fish bowl mentality blink an eyelid
surprising finding idling paying prices on prizes
in the taxing and license trying to touch Llama to Tantra
friend said I'm a Godsend
find in the infatuating your interest not the changes
gonna be a lover til the day they dig my grave up (wait what?)
ask where my mind's straying, uh?
talent to tongue torture my fish game, Wanda


Efftupp:

jerk me off with a handful of tacks, relax
head full of bad thoughts, stomach full of caps
mind on my money but my money isn't cash
my bank doesn't roll like that girl shakin' ass
nose to the grind, ear to the street
weak sauce, skeet skeet, to my Twitter peeps
wizardry I be chillin' where dem lizards at
fuck these chickens girl, show me where your gizzard's at

(Hook) Hyphon:

AE stays playing in the canopy
hand of trees only come down after the peak
had a chance for you to be a fan of me
living my reality while chasing my fantasy

Th Mnmlst:

the sun the moon making Dali melt faces
robots wielding maces no concept of time
droids holding posies acting like they know me
the backdrop seems twisted sitting with the gifted
take the blue one it will keep you lifted
take the green one you'll be just fine
the robots have faces running out the races, society's minions with no concept of time

Talk-O-Destiny:

if you're lost in space then how can you grab reality?
regain sanity? how could I handle what you're handing me?
how could I call it fallacy when I've asked all these questions?
would somebody please fucking answer me?!
'til my answer comes, I'll poke holes in your fantasy
expose the douche-baggery, extinguish it with apathy
tear it all to pieces and unroll a fresh fucking canopy
Track Name: Hellions
(Hook) Hyphon and Guess:

these days I have trouble seeing you in buildings
together we could have made a living over a killing
but it's so inevitable
that we are at once the hero and the villian

Hyphon:

I'm chewbacca, huge talker, with a pair of bootleg Blueblockers
scopin' on your huge knockers
chupacabra, whose the God of, cranberry and Grey Goose vodka
run it on you girl, 'til spooge from my cock bursts
all over love for her, bed side locker
live without dead time now sir
it's that or carried out by the cloaken bouncer
jump the bridge to the axe on Bowser (Kwanza lights wowser)
time to get a better internet browser
that's just a real suggestion
really couldn't deal with her rich taste
thinking I can drink P.B.R. and get shit faced
but it doesn't leave the funds feeling misplaced
cuz the fat tips placed, how dot Stokes say
they can their dreams chase (run)
so pay your dues and display your grace
at this long end, to a losing race
now whose in the place and whose in your face

(Hook) Hyphon and Guess:

these days I have trouble seeing you in buildings
together we could have made a living over a killing
but it's so inevitable
that we are at once the hero and the villian

Guess Prefontaine:

get my piece of the pie bitches call my Violet Beauregarde
menace to society stay out of Mr. Wilson’s yard
getting president like Marilyn call me while fuckin' Nancy Kerrigan
balls out like Scott Hamilton
sourdough player like a big time bread winner
it’s a big ten event you can call me Bruce Jenner
I keep my lines so they’re damn near untouchable
keep em scandalous like I’m fuckin' Rudy Huxtable
his hand had her hiding out on that Anne Frankie
that undercover Maggie Simpson on the blankie
Aaron call me Hanky, Panky and the Brain scheme
Sluggworth in the factory, jungle and you surfin’ trees
missile shit the trace me Tracy Chapman stayin' wit me
acne bad you fifteen, voice crack Whitney
cheat like Tiger and I know you’re down to skip me
EA games 'cause you know I challenge everything

(Hook) Hyphon and Guess:

these days I have trouble seeing you in buildings
together we could have made a living over a killing
but it's so inevitable
that we are at once the hero and the villian

Hyphon:

made a killing by being the realest in the building
from being brutally honest without the shoe on to curb stomping
up and at 'em pawns of the drug traffic
like when we used to grab bowls and pack them
what do you mean used, that just happened
back to addict back to spasm act to react it
might as well be inactive, one man show tragic
match wits, with the back lit, til I catch rec on a blacklist

Guess Prefontaine:

I’m and egg can you crack that spit fire broken matches
round the final corner versin’ three until it crashes
Gaga over Maxim screen smoke till it passes
kill it how you live it get the word out to the masses
scripted open season, we’re never breaking even
final count comes across a tad bit misleading
cannon ball playin' hooky outlaw and they booked me
not rollin' solo keepin' Hyphon like a Wookie
Track Name: Dancing Morty
Th Mnmlst:

here in this tomb amongst your pain is where I sit
pouring the gasoline watch the match as it's lit
set your body ablaze and hope the pain lasts a lifetime
you're about to get yours while I'm about to get mine
cold dark if that's how you wanna take it
that's what happens when you settle on some fake shit
cheap beer and a glimmer of hope is how you wanna take this
but that's not how these pieces fit
put together by chance and broken apart by time
take this as your curse or better yet a sign that your world is in disarray
nothing left to do, nothing left to say
running around in circles beating a dead horse
your heart is black, no wonder check the source
your heart is full of maggots rotting from the inside
FUCK IT let nature take its course

Chorus:

morticians dancing circles over your dead corpse
they decide they'd rather ride than beat on this dead horse
there's morticians dancing circles over your dead corpse
they decide they'd rather ride than beat on this dead horse

Talk-O-Destiny:

squint at the bright side, because its dimly lit, and the dark side
is filled with dim wits, there's no happy ending
it's what the simple fact is, which you would come to realize
with just a little practice
let it sink in, 'cause it's just a brief synapses
the opposition's well trained, battle wielding axes
feeling empty-handed? then you better try and grasp this
'cause Thursday is the full collapse of rap
killing off egotistical, leaving true heads intact
to help us beat these horses off
with baseball bats
taxiderm their flesh, turn their hide into the door mats
it would be better for you to try to cover your tracks
before all the horse beating gets a skull cracked
if you can take a beating then we'll make the whip crack
your mortician will salivate, prick standing rock hard
if you were alive you'd be emotionally scarred

Chorus:

morticians dancing circles over your dead corpse
they decide they'd rather ride than beat on this dead horse
there's morticians dancing circles over your dead corpse
they decide they'd rather ride than beat on this dead horse

Efftupp:

feel, that electric current
eels, in a vat of bourbon
still, kicked your teeth to the curb
and sent you to your death so I'll skip the sermon
the mortuary windows glow
obituary? there is no
way out, tortured you in slow-mo
life is but a ride, click, here's your photo
yo yo we got a fresh one, yes dun
where'd you think I got a suit made of flesh from?
cabbage patch kids, whispering redrum
I'm thinking clearly, don't call it bedlam
heads from bodies nod the way my wrists move
got two hotties growing in a test tube
be glad that I took you from a cesspool
there is no need for a sneeze, Eff has blessed you

Chorus:

morticians dancing circles over your dead corpse
they decide they'd rather ride than beat on this dead horse
there's morticians dancing circles over your dead corpse
they decide they'd rather ride than beat on this dead horse
Track Name: O.N.E.
Hyphon:

I creep up to where the fault line used to be
woke from the dream, still you and me
from a memory my grasp to it illusory
when they remember the question is, whose story?
yours is printed, bound in books and hardened
mine's the rebellious scribbles in the margin
we both laugh at their image tarnished
so I go without a map, seeking the uncharted
charlatan, harem bearer, lotus child
carving in, scared of where a motive lies
bargain bin, careless pair up, know it's mine
so now I seek the end game, where I expose the lines
blowing mines, know it's signs, wish I did not hear your wail into a flowing cry
honest and cautious, risk the hurt we grow in time
orchards over pastures over gardens over lawns
(permaculture) my destiny I keep sewing on
a planet I barely know at dawn
pull the fawn, wonder at the miracle of birth
going going gone, one of you is I stupefied, play slow along

Talk-O-Destiny:

show me pain, show me loneliness
I see disdain under the homeliness
there's no shoulder to cry on, so let it go
leave by-gones in Krylon
never was choice, I was never given that privilege
all I have is a voice, it's all I ever had
besides the knowledge to use it
without that it's useless, explanations like excuses
like assholes, like mutes, it's fruitless
stamp a name to face that you've never met or
run in place with baggage, regret
there's no cheese at the end of the maze
never was a choice, decisions been made
scars were engraved, but how do you expect
the same old same to wake up and change?

Th Mnmlst/Chorus:

take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it

Efftupp:

trapped behind the past and my own stuck ways
I look to yesterday, but fuck, there's a maze
now that it's gone, it's a big blur, mister
please, can you re-take our pictures?
blisters, keep forming, searching for the back when
learning that my memories, didn't really happen
what then? my past won't even function?
I'll bump Cypress Hill through a rotten Teddy Ruxpin
these days go by like they're nothin'
down goes the sun and up my consumption
that good love's kept out of arm's reach
that good girl used to be a good freak
got a little tweak, a little twerk, a little change
gotta die a little, gotta offer my remains
life will think I'm dead and then I'll punch it in the face
and be like Trick! this ain't a damn race!

Th Mnmlst/Chorus:

take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it

Guess Prefontaine:

how can we just fall into line and not want to find
ourselves something better than a diamond
when the times spent searching where they hide it
a different side of me I just need to ignite it
like a fire that burns on an island
proof of the life forms even when it’s silent
waves wash break best for me and I ride in
simplistic is the vision within opening an eyelid
sealed shut and the songs still plays
hear it with the strings and the drums and the bass
open up it’s a brand new day
returning of the color that was flushed from your face
everything seems to glow
feel euphoria from toe to head to mind to soul
limbs and throat have even taken hold
and it’s strange everything has turned to gold
can we traverse this hole maintain and keeping hope
in a globe in gravitational pull
so unimaginable and so irrational
is the thought of a mind as it’s lost bought
written across my brow a wall of sound
we are awake and lifted off the ground
just for a second pre touch back down
now we’re speaking out but never speaking loud
selfless are the shares then it’s “oh too proud”
key lock mouth we may pass in route
follow in the footsteps no devout
won’t leave out for the betterment of anything
never better off if you’re never saying anything
so speak up are you running with the rest
or are you gonna battle with yourself as the test
the paths are endless so keep dreaming in the infinite
stay wide alive and keep thinking in the limitless
march to the drums stay steady to the cadence
gauntlet glances just to find the patience
cut from the mold make your own alterations
no concern for regular or how they’re gonna take it

Th Mnmlst/Chorus:

take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
take a deep breath and close your eyes
an ordinary world we don't have to hide
all of it together we can try and face it
speak up use your voice don't let them waste it
Track Name: Must Adjust, For God #mustajustforgot(Bonus Track)
Th Mnmlst:

I write the rules like they're meant to be broken,
1,000 thoughts and words meant to be spoken,
This is real talk go hang up the phone,
AE in the pocket Call it the Zone,
Some call it a trip YO i call it a home,
We might be one of a kind at war with the Clones,
Drink down the spirits till it's just rocks alone,
The elixir of life this is the craft that i hone,
I take a swing at life and miss on multiple tries,
Now i know where true priority lies,
Truth is Glitteratti has taken its hold,
Holding on to the precious turning silver to gold,
My Brain says things my mouth won't let me,
Verbalized Images only few can see,
Motherfuckers act like snakes thinkin that you're sick,
Try 'n' fuck with us five headed Basilisk.

Chorus:
And I had
And we were
And you musta just forgot.

Efftupp:

I could diss local rappers, I could poke fun
I'd probably flick one off my dick before I'd roast one
no frog imitation makes me intimidated
your delusions keep you company, ha! you totally made it
I keep it on the low while you try to keep it street
just a bunch of Ron Artests that think their shit is Dominique
(World Peace)
the game is moist, Imma fuck it til it squeaks
it's a dog eat frog world, feed these froggies doggy skeets

Hyphon:
I really, have no sense of self
Identity, look like it went through hell
Considering, I think I'm doing quite well
And since we're on the subject, eh, who can tell
Again for me, the secret of success
Assume responsibilities, feel the stress
Cut the wandering kites, hope they rise like jets
For those that stay here, I double down what I invest

Chorus:
And I had
And we were
And you musta just forgot.

Guess Prefontaine:

Who's this little poser self proclaiming rapper wannabe
Patiently awaiting for a chance to be a prodigy
Basically the statements make for simulated groveling
Pavement made it froggy foggy throat is what its gotta be
I represent some shit that's odd to see fuck am I bothering?
Less than modesty on any project that I'm monstering
In grandeur souls expose exquisite vocal ideology
Hide and see Guess I'm goin gold a hold Midasing

Talk O Destiny:

So I'm not tryin to front, and I'm definitely not boasting
But I'm not down with any kind of faking or posing, same goes for pretending
My hands not branded "lend me"
No way to put things gently
I'm not hiding that I'm angry
I got a different approach and another set of goals
But you're posted at the top
And its everything you hoped
So the thought stays lodged between my tongue and my teeth
I keep grabbing opportunity but I get the feeling you're mad at me.

Chorus:
And I had
And we were
And you musta just forgot.