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Animals intro
01:36
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Poltergeist
02:52
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there's...
such a sudden shift when I decide that tonight I'm just
gonna write this instead of close my eyelids
poltergeist can ghost write, I know inside that
I don't need to sleep as long as my soul supplies these songs
I don't eat and won't leave till it's dawn
proceed to smoke weed and throw a moke mix on
hopefully this poetry can help sim tom (symptom)
tonight my eyes are wider than my shoulders wrists and arms..
all stretched out, play the field to the left now
say it's real then stress how can anything be?
so I'm that dead stranger hanging in the fed hanger head banging
plain red paper planes of said angry strangely
"james please come back," I can't, there's no way for me
cuz once you know wonder once twice thrice numbers of life
take over painfully, and you blunder make believe
you can stay sober sane and free, but no hunger came to leave
it came to feed, and I have changed the sea
make peace, tame greed, say please, hold doors
go on tour, take heed, go record, pay a fee, it's overdue
and create me, I'm over you
hold her on my shoulder, she's my boulder so I rock it
and all we've got is six full pockets
pistol nonsense versus fists of dull logic
I fucking lost, and haven't lost since
but it's all constant to the untrained eye
the sun-framed sky is not a project
they say it's all a game so i'm gonna play right
to make it in the hall of fame when I someday die
so don't plagiarize vacant eyes, make the find that they have cried
played with fire, burning me, stage for hire's murdered screen
I bank on things, then commit burglary
blame it on the artist like you've certainly got the wrong person sir police
I'm co-starring in The Purge 3
all you'll find is my scene props if you search me
so I fled to the treetops as soon as he said the word peace
and that's my work week
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Consequences
03:37
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what the fuck does it all mean?
try to fall clean? only dissolving on the creases?
hypothesize we're revolving around the sun
just calling it God and Jesus
unless you're on the ornery non-belief elitist boat
do you see this quote?
need to read four books to foresee the fifth
ask yourself do you believe in them?
well I don't even know
people open ears to listen but only give them to the followers
instead of hearing listeners they're spittin vivid hollow words
all it's worth is swallowing your hurt when you thought you first conquered earth...but you weren't right
launch the verse I write in place of toss and turn at night,
I still need sleep though
but selfishly I feel a sense of awesome worth when I say all the words I write, blame it on my ego
same with all my equals when I don't treat you as such
reach out and forget to meet you at lunch
it doesn't happen often but understand I'm off in space to contemplate
exposing ugly truths like see through gas pumps
and that's cheesy, but I'm just trying to get you cats to see me
and realize there's actual meaning
It feels like a fast and then eating
it's real life, and after reasoning
I decided cyanide was kinda like in bad taste
had to wait to flip off the fat face of this rat race hip-hop kind of life
I'm fucking pissed off and it feels slightly nice
cuz I can finally write
rhymes regarding types of strife I hadn't strided through before
I'm trying to move your mind tonight!
with this warning of mourning, giving pity, petty dramatics
distorting the horn ring, pretty city ready for expansion
steady called molasses
catch me making maps on graphs on the grass after class at Cuesta doing math
pursuing facts
that's the rapstract craft
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