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1.
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
2.
Night Life 03:20
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
3.
She Keeps 04:00
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
4.
How Horrible 05:49
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
5.
Lebron Jimmy 04:29
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
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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
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Damaged 05:26
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
8.
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
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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
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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
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Hellions 03:53
(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
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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
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O.N.E. 05:18
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
14.
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.

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