1. |
Crack House Ballad Blues
03:21
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rock it iike a rocketship
we can make it quick.
Call it hillbilly disco,
it's whatever I create.
The profits of a prophet they
can make me sick
good fish, bad sea
But I'm still a bad fish
I've got the Crack House Ballad Blues
I've got the crackhouse ballad blues
Ive got the crackhouse ballad blues
ride the horse, or ride the whores
you write the script and ill write the score
loca manana until I recite these lines
all I have is this connection to cloud 9
is the pen connected to God?
is that where these thoughts come from?
I dont care its just a song
that's the opposite of where I come from
I've got the Crack House Ballad Blues
I've got the crackhouse ballad blues
Ive got the crackhouse ballad blues
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2. |
Swans
02:38
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I walk through the walls
Swans in the hall
all the people are gone
where did they come from?
always find their crumbs
it's on
we on
I've got human heads on the walls
I'm a bad mother fucker
horns and teeth like fire
name a beast you fuck with
our zoo is desire
no heard no cliff no liar
it's on
we on
I've got human heads on the walls
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3. |
Toxic Raga Saga
04:16
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there is so much energy in the street,
Do I want to share my free philosophy?
alongside every major city
is a place that is or isn't pretty
there is more than you could ever know
there is more than you could ever grow
there is more than could ever be sold
there is currently more to the story than what's being told
Close your Eyes
learn to hide
it gets dangerous
The Toxic Raga Saga
I'm dangerous
I'll pull the rug out from under ..........Ya
the toxicity is in the shared history
that I rewrite with each paragraph and keep in my periphery
the saga is in the sweet leaf
that I use to release and really laugh
Close your Eyes
learn to hide
it gets dangerous
The Toxic Raga Saga
I'm dangerous
I'll pull the rug out from under ..........Ya
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4. |
Distopia
04:07
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we hit the road late last night
we wanted today to be tomorrow
hung over and stressed out
aint nothing I cant swallow
what are we about to undergo
Masochistic Mr. Van Gogh
when did we get in this UFO?
my oh my this planets sure size
don't you know the lows are the highs?
Distopia
Distopia
I dont want no fairytale
Id rather be poor sick and pale
than a puppet on your strings
only get what I want when I'm offering
been close to the devils wings
close enough to know he only sings one thing
a satanic serenade
The American
The American
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5. |
YDKWYDK
03:42
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you don't know what you don't know
you're always going the way that you go
No means no
I miss you now, grow!
fuck retro anything
love me, or leave me
Ill always be the same
Im lookin for the phone, where is everyone?
Where are all the drugs?
Turn the unknown, into a known
turn the original into a clone
You're just so so, Yeah you're just so so
Yeah ya learn too slow, Yeah ya learn too slow
Fuck retro anything
love me, or leave me
Ill always be the same
I'm lookin for the fun, where is everyone? Where are all the drugs?
Nah Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah
Nah Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah
Is it all in my head? Is poetry dead?
I need a jolt from your bones
Is it all in my head? Is poetry dead?
I need a jolt from your bones
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6. |
Rainy Season Retreat #27
02:23
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What do you do when your birthday looks like art?
The sound of cellophane sing songs to my heart
Two two seven eight seven
Always wanted out but no one would let em
I know I liked you better before
that new tuxedo and the new locks on your doors
Back when you use to play guitar
You looked liked a flower, smokin like a cigar
two two seven eight seven
gets you into heaven
who you think are when its completely dark
no starlight, no stars?
pull out the records and examine the charts
Why didn't I know it from the start?
Do I want to be the one in your dreams?
are you even one in these dreams?
LIke we are one with our screams?
like the two of us and the beach
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7. |
Waves
03:34
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I'm writing this down
in a book you got for me
I've filled it up
wonder what it's worth now?
Watch the waves
break
inadaze
awake
a wake
I think about you literally all of the time
I picture your children not being mine
was it real?
Assassination nation?
ME? I'm no actor baby
but I've been to a Broadway play
You're illusive as a rainbow
and as sacred as geometry
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8. |
Lovesick I-35
03:24
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I'ts a straight line to Austin
It's a straight line to me
It's a straight line to Johnson County Jail
It's a straight line to the sea
There is nowhere for this needle in my arms
So I took so many pills they were hard to swallow
A strong strain straight to my brain
I'm getting further from tomorrow
I took so many pills they were hard to swallow
lovesick on I-35
all these little triggers make me wanna get high
your'e getting clooser to the beautiful swirling blue
you would assume that I love the drive
and that I'm from the city
there is wisdom in my big brown eyes
you would assume I love the drive
wisdom in my big brown eyes
lovesick on I-35
all these little triggers make me wanna get high
no more singing to you
you're getting closer to the beautiful blue
it's a straight line to Fort Worth, Tx
Its a straight line to me
It's a straight line to my heart
Its a straight line to you
Its a straight line
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9. |
Here, Here Ye
03:38
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Play your heart out and bang your drum
ride you like 60 cycle hum
here, here ye
the present is a present its the opposite of fear
It's called love
It's called love
sometimes its rough
sometimes it's enough
sometimes it's rough
Sit down, and write another song
keep em coming all night long
I don't care, what they mean
its about what it says to me
It's called love
It's called love
sometimes its rough
sometimes it's enough
sometimes its rough
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10. |
My Lune
04:24
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Overdosed and comatose
it was a super dream
super numb, super dumb
super stupid if you ask me
Oh the fucks that I give
Oh the Fucks that I give
I'm not asking you to wait for me
just always believe
In love its lovely
but when I'm done, I'm done, I'm done, I'm done
The horizon is like an eyelid
her eyes are like and island
her mind is like violence
her body is like the sound of a violin
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11. |
Debris
02:24
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Your eyes remind me of who I could be
A little green man approached me
saying "OH, FINALLY!"
I'm not sure if I was meant to be here
But I know I don't wanna leave
Everything is clear here
its underwater in my dreams
everything is surreal here
it's silent when I scream
explosions and bits of debris
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12. |
Rainy Season Retreat #87
03:10
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What do you do when your birthday looks like art?
The sound of cellophane sing songs to my heart
Two two seven eight seven
Always wanted out but no one would let em
I know I liked you better before
that new tuxedo and the new locks on your doors
Back when you use to play guitar
You looked liked a flower, smokin like a cigar
two two seven eight seven
gets you into heaven
who you think are when its completely dark
no starlight, sunlight, no stars?
pull out the records and examine the charts?
Why didn't I know it from the start?
Do I want to be the one in your dreams?
are you even one in these dreams?
LIke we are one with our screams?
like the two of us and the beach
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13. |
Fall In Love
03:30
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One-two one-two
To fall in love
With the things you do
Don't sell yourself
To fall in love
With those things you do
Ladies loving my music is like some sex shit
Niggas trying to grip up my mic like it's a dick
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit
Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch rep
I'm the motherfucker gripping the mic like it's a joke
Niggas fall in love with the music like its a ho
Put down your mic you lost your whole goal
You take it to seriously like it's a gamble
Fuck this rap shit I listen to classical
In the studio loop as usual
Lovin' my lyrical
Fuck bitches that you would know
I'm out of this cause you wanna be below
Ya'll niggas in love with the S
Ya'll niggas in love with the S
To fall in love
With the things you do
Don't sell yourself
To fall in love
With those things you do
Yeah, JD man I see sometimes
I sit and wonder when I think about these written rhymes
How'd I get to the point constantly taking all my time?
Time I could of been spending gettin' cash, gettin' mine
Hoping one day it comes around
One day when I'm
The nigga gettin' money, gettin' cash, gettin' signed
Getting the fuck out the ghetto, cause I'm tired of crime
But it's a crime that I feel this fucking waste of time
But sometimes I feel like this shit here is a waste of time
Yours and mine
To these niggas out here trying to rhyme
Your reason for it better sure 'nough be genuine
I do it because it gives me a sort of peace-of-mind
And for the love
To fall in love
With the things you do
Don't sell yourself
To fall in love
With those things you do
Yo, one-two
Word up, ah one-two, SV, word up, word up, alright
Uh,uh,uh and to my nigga Jay-Dee uh, uh my nigga T-3 uh, oh
That nigga Batian uh, uh, that's my crew
Yo, uh, oh this going out to my nigga Bust-a
And all my other motherfu-cka
What up to all you trying to bust, us
Trying to get down with us, cause we know you just mad as hell
Yo I'll give em the mic, eh! So niggas don't know that I am
T-3 on the mic
I do what I do what I like, to get down right tonight
(cause?) Cause I get down tonight, yo
Niggas try and put up a fight, wit us, yo alright
Some freestyle shit
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