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8th Ave 16th St
02:50
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I tried
to bring an offering to you
but it was cheap and it was weak
well hey, what else am I to do?
yeah I ran
just like a kid fresh outta school
fact I've been running up and down
Like I got nothing left to loose
and I lied
when I said that I
had nothing left to feel inside
and I wiped
off the blood and snot
tied up my shoes and kicked a rock
and ran home
I tried to get a message cross to you
but I was so nervous it seems that now
I've spit up on my shoes
and my drugs
and all my lies won't back me up this time
I've fallen to another crime
a call to keep you up
and you vibed
on my porch that night
smoke with me just another cigarette
I'll pass you up the light
and I cried
when you said "that's time"
completely tore apart my train of thought
and slipped into the night
I've been trying
to recreate the things we'd do
and the way that hanging out with you
would make me feel so cool
but it's hard
trying to mimic part of you
I've got your photo on my reference wall
to help me get a clue
and I know
imitation seems
just as pointless as my piking dreams
and I watched
from 8th ave, corner of 16th street
all the ghost-writers and improvisors
trying to match your beat
I tried
to be a better friend to you
but it was cheap and it was weak
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4. |
Rocket!
04:15
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Rocket, I want you to tell me
Why’s it that my partners only sexual?
They would all bring the same thing to me
Leaving me feeling a little vexed tho
Rocket, you can kick it like it’s old school
Keepin it sharp like a Virgo
Never ever bending on the quick draw
You always kept it trend with your lingo
Rocket, maybe baby you could fly me
Straight out the country with no passport
I know you got the means and the methods
You couldn’t keep it if you tried on the down low
Rocket!
You can show me if you want to
Rocket!
You can tell me that you said so
Rocket!
You can break it if you bought it
Rocket!
You can take me like a benzo'
Rocket you can wear it like a model
Rocket you can bring it like a show girl
A crooked cigarette worked in your gambit
Analogy for just another death note
Rocket got a razor in your pocket
Maybe cut another curse onto your forehead
Got them spinning like the chain that holds your locket
Your neck is twistin' while your eyes tune in the ceiling
Rocket got a rock and then ya drop it
Nearly tore yourself up tearing through the carpet
Made some calls, then you delete and lost it
Keep on turning on your phone, waiting for prophets and--
Rocket!
You can paint and you can layer
Rocket!
You can tie it off with ribbon
Rocket!
You can dress it under covers
Rocket!
You can post it like you're winning
Rocket I want you to tell me
Why's it just so easy for repeating
You're reaping what you sow
You stitch together
I know you taste just like another beating
Rocket you can make it look so simple
Slipping in and out of time so seamless
No fragments left behind, no dirty laundry
You can throw it all away and call it even
Rocket you didn't even have to tell me
There's an altitude on which your quickly peaking
You know I wouldn't hold that shit against you
If you went around and lost all of your meaning
Rocket!
You keep trying if you have to
Rocket!
You can polarize completely
Rocket!
You're a disappearer's wet dream
Rocket!
You're the end and the beginning
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5. |
Callisto Jones
03:41
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Callisto Jones,
Whatcha thinkin to do today?
Callisto Jones
Better run it down the road
Where’d you go?
I had another verse to show you today
You left your poem
But you didn’t sign it with your real name
Hey where’d you go?
Callisto Jones
Are you gonna call up Jesse today?
You don’t have no phone
But you always seem to find him
When you’re turning away
Hey’d where you go?
You rode your bike out, one night in the rain
It’s been a long long time
But you always come back with some smart ass thing to say
Hey where’d you go?
Callisto Jones
Did you ever put that damn old red pen away?
Callisto Jones
Do you still have visions when your mind begins to sway?
Standing alone
You were in the terminal keeping count of the rain
Said keep me on that train
You had a dream that you were goin to LA
Hey where’d you go?
When you woke to find yourself still in bed?
Back to the corner
132nd
Left a post there instead
You didn’t sign your name
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6. |
PNW
04:06
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With my hand out
Feel it move around
The cage it coughed up
Pushed the captured out
Smelt like summer there
I held tears in my eyes
Early mornings there
Still tasted cold in July
What a shock
As we stood and watched
The days fade to lines of color
Obsolete
Moving figures now
Muscles flex and release
Calibrated sounds
Tongues that click rows of teeth
Disposition how
It held such frag-ility
Weighted once now gone
Super-flu-ous gravity
Stomach rise
Stomach fall
You tore down that image you kept
So pristine
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7. |
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Ohhh, you
Exercise your holy right
it wasn't much of talent
that got you through your life
You like to wear masks now
and pose up for a screen
you sealed it from the back down-
won't be revealing
won't be...
You used to be a real devil
wear your pearls, and drink your tea
But now you're watered down with ego
(How's that?)
and you don't care so much to be free
You'd rather be nothing...
You used to like to play God
you liked to hold the strings
and when you felt subsidized
you'd write your own ending
But now it seems you act out
a script with a different scene
your journal stays locked up
it's been a while since your pen bled ink
Or bled anything....
There's a power in your innocence
pull it out for hearts that bleed
see it adapt to manipulation
You're not who you used to be
Are you getting what you want now?
Crying for the world to see
your submission is your white flag
surrender what you need
surrender everything...
I grew up in a factory
filled with broken down machines
and a silver auto-matron
with panels and lights all blinking
Kid's threw a rock through our window one year
yeah, that sure did change everything
it let some spiders and the rust in-
Man, you wouldn't even recognize that old place anymore...
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8. |
Death Valley
05:33
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Oh feeling
Please don't leave me
Please comprehend my need for you
Fleeting
Oh, always fleeting
it's here for one moment
without a second to loose
I see a child
Standing in the valley of Death
Eyes open wide
and he's taking his first steps
I see a girl
she's got silver in her mouth
she took the world
put it on her shelf
I smell it all
like there wasn't any left
I walk tall
through the valley known as Death
through the valley known as Death
Oh sleep,
I have not found it
For I've been riding
too close to the sun
Oh dreams,
Oh I dream nothing
my mind's as empty
as a fired gun
So if you ask about peace
Don't be surprised if you have none
walk out to the valley
better be proud of what you've done
You cast aside
all that you had left
then you went and cried
when you looked at all your mess
All across the valley
people rest their heads
they don't move much now
trapped in the valley known as death
in the valley known as death
in the valley known as--
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9. |
Sex as a Weapon
03:42
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I know how to use my sex now as a weapon
I know how to shift polls over in my direction
I know how to stack bodies, keep a full collection
I know raining down on you like armageddon
I know
White shirt
Sticking to me, like some pseudo protection
Full force
heavy metal and no invitation
Of course
There's some reason to my calibration
Let's toast
You're an overnight, and instant sensation
Step back
for a rush to kill out all my senses
No need
to concern myself with consequences
I'm sure
I'm a God, above all natural selection
Pay me
And I can place on you divine intervention
I know how to use my sex now as a weapon
I know how to shift polls over in my direction
I know how to stack bodies, keep a full collection
I know raining down on you like armageddon
I know
I know...
(my sex now as a weapon x4)
It's cold
in the world, you need to watch where you step
Don't be bold
If you haven't got the means to your method
You're told
that your skin could sell a generation
It's gold
till they rip it off and wear it as fashion
For sure
I could tip you off the right direction
Come back
When you get an itch for more submission
I can tell
What you're missing is more meditation
Cut close
Ties with family, friends, and civilization
I know how to use my sex now as a weapon
I know how shift polls over in my direction
I know to stack bodies, keep a full collection
I know raining down on you like armageddon
I know
I know...
(my sex now as a weapon x4)
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10. |
Cheap Money
03:12
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Everyday somebody’s gotta die for their money
We all gonna bite the dust for our bread
Maybe it’d be easy to toss out the hierarchy
If we weren’t so goddamn hungry instead
Everyday somebody’s gotta make big decisions
Who see’s tomorrow? Who’s chewing lead?
It’s not that hard to choose when poverty remains faceless
Lookin down up from their ivory ledge
Cheap money
Cheap, cheap money
Let’s paint the whole city red
Your vote means nothing
But your life can quantify things
Like a decimal point shifted to a comma instead
They like their cheap cheap money
Cheap money
It doesn’t matter if you’re brown white or dead
Cheap cheap money
Cheap money
Clap monkey then go bury your dead
Everyday somebody’s gotta stifle their victim
Who touched who where? in who else’s bed?
Toss her an hour’s pay so you can call her truth treason
Say vote blue, no matter who’s cutting heads
Everyone we know now getting sick for no reason
Forget about it is all that he said
Sanctify the speech to avoid reasonable weary
Put the blame on margined people instead
Cheap money
Cheap, cheap money
Let’s paint the whole city red
Your vote means nothing
But your life can quantify things
Like a decimal point shifted to a comma instead
They like their cheap cheap money
Cheap money
It doesn’t matter if you’re brown white or dead
Cheap cheap money
Cheap money
Clap monkey then go bury your dead
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11. |
Idiot Boy
03:23
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Idiot boy- high on pseudophedrine
Idiot boy- he's a man among men
Idiot boy- he's not much for talkin'
But he's the voice of your movement now!
Idiot boy- always goin somewhere new
Idiot boy- with his colonist views
Idiot boy- steps in gold plated shoes
He's teachin Jesus to the kids in Ugand'
Idiot boy- so seamless
Idiot boy- so meaningless
Yeah, when he's so vague
All the boys and girls say--
Idiot boy- come easy
Idiot boy- don't grease me
I want you to hang that pretty face in everything
Idiot boy- he's a capitalist
Idiot boy- yeah he's dumber than shit
Idiot boy- he get's real nihilistic
But he's what all the K-I-D's wanna be
Idiot boy- he's slick you can see
Idiot boy- dipped in vaseline
Idiot boy- denounced poverty
I think today we'll put his face on a flag
Idiot boy- so seamless
Idiot boy- so meaningless
Yeah when he's so vague
All the boys and girls say--
Idiot boy- come easy
Idiot boy- don't grease me
I want you to say
What the price tag on my head reads
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12. |
Wake Up
03:55
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Little babies time to wake up
You know the world’s not dead
Hear her calling from the window
Pull the covers off your head
Docile now from the destruction
You tried to put it all down
Lou said you wear a blue mask now
You said I never come around
Go ‘head and break a little back now
You crack a whip to hear the sound
Spit some blood upon the pavement
Just to mark it as your town
It’s not that you didn’t have it coming
It’s only that you went around
Everything you ever felt once
Well who’s the cool guy now?
Analogies for what you cannot speak
Compromised in words whispered to me
You stay so tied up to your past life
You hold it in it makes you sick
Catch your own stare up in the mirror
You losing most your colorin’
Every step and each advance now
You feel a little more chagrin
Baby blue it turns to black out
Doesn’t calm down anything
You tuned it in, turned up, and dropped out
You left the volume on 10
It’s only static that they broadcast
The noise it almost felt a friend
Sometimes the world can be so happy
And then it’s vanishing within
A moment’s high, a moment’s come down
Yeah we call that shit the bends
The feeling always hits the same point
Right behind your eyes
Clean out a bottle, take a pill,
whatever kills the appetite
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13. |
The Boy from Xuzhou
03:45
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Sometimes I stare into the Sun
to get my fill
Sometimes I kill someone
and call that fun
Yeah, it's all the same
Yeah, it's all the same
When I bleed real good I call that art
When I feel real good, well then I'm not
Sometimes the motion makes me sick
But if I stand still, I still fall apart
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same
I wanna tell myself to run
get out of here
I see myself in everyone
unique and mirrored
it's all the same
It's all the same
I'm still too sick to be alright
My mind's a joke, but I feel fine
I hold my breath to feel alive
but
I've give my life, for half a dime
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the---
It's all the---
It's all the---
It's all---
It's---
Is that you in the main frame?
Come dig deep in the main vein
You do it well, it's a part of your culture
Infiltrate, reassign, and divulge her
Is that you with the glasses on?
Hiding out in the back
Turning tricks to songs
Did it work for you?
Was it hard enough?
I know you like a bad time, so was it bad enough?
To satisfy you
Satisfy you
Satisfy
You read it once or twice, it all sounds the same
Bound to a code, like DNA
and if it's all that's left then it shall remain
Permeate membrane, and leak decay
It's all the same
It's all the same
Count off my steps and walk away
Sound off my lips, nothing left to say
and "keep the peace," was a former phrase
But now you cut with edge, and strike with blade--
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the---
It's all the---
It's all the---
It's all----
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15. |
From the Other Side
03:12
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Milk & Honey
03:51
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Milk & Honey
I'm coming for you
you fill me up right
Milk & Honey
I'm coming for you
you fill me up right
Leave me out
I'll spoil right up
just standing upright
Curdled and putrid
but that's just what you like
and I'm not wrong, right?
In the desert I'm pierced up on stilts
I'm still burning out bright
pulsing electric, from demons in my dreams
but you'll keep me up, right?
Leave me out
I get torn to shreds
but you'll clean me up, right?
gotta piece it out
misplaced a part of you
but that's nothing new, right?
Milk & Honey
I'm coming for you
you fill me up right
Milk & Honey
I'm coming for you
you fill me up right
violate everything you do
you're tweaking left right
and wiggin out
that's a part of you
and I'm not wrong, right?
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17. |
River Ran Red
04:53
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Lisa walked out on Friday
Looking so color-me-dead
She had a little left in the main valve
She had a little left inside her head
She’s hanging over there by the trashcans
A few hours now waiting for a friend
Could feel the spring rollin from the mainlands
And when it hit her yeah it made her knees spin
Lisa stepped out on a Sunday night
She wrote a letter that she really needs to send
She took a little hit back in her main valve
She took another hit face down in bed
She wandered on down, right past the statelines
She wander on down, right past the ledge
She shaved her head down there by the water
And when the summer came the river ran red x3
Jesse laid sleepin with a steak knife
Jesse laid without sleeping instead
He tried to tie a knot and then he lost it
He tried to tie a stand before he fled
He says it’s kind of funny being someone
When you feel like someone that you never met
It’s really shit to think of your whole lifetime
Every single time your lost in your own head
Jesse he don’t care about tomorrow
Jesse only wants what he can’t get
Whenever time is something he reflects on
He takes another pill to not get sick
Never thought it even take it this far
And that far’s now long behind- how quick it went!
Never thought the joke could catch up at all
Now the joke’s the one ahead takin’ the piss x3
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He put a ring through his nipple
He felt more genuine this way
He watched someone do it in a movie once
I guess it stuck with him
He felt his fair share of abandon
Both awake and in fever dream
High on LSD and stone cold sober
Maybe that’s why he cast it back
He lived arduously
Couldn’t pass the notion that he was just being swept around
Some nights he would see Satan on his bedroom ceiling
And when he did he would say
Tadadadada
Dididididi
Tadadadada
Didididi
Keep me up
Talk to me
His mother used to cry at night,
Worried about her boy
Over the different paths he elected
And the smoke screen of which he hid behind
He sequestered himself into nightmare of misfortune,
And sometimes it seemed he preferred it that way
The catacombs that weaved their way around him
only took him further from home,
till one day he was out of sight
He was never brought up on the streets
But at times he still found himself there
Sitting placid in the ponds of human cud
Already chewed up and spat out
He was idle in the face of what would come next
In fact preferring idols over true intentions
He would often meet with strangers late into the night
And when he spoke to them he would say
Tadadadada
Dididididi
Tadadadada
Didididi
Keep me up
Talk to me
He rearranged what he could constantly
Always in fear of being stagnant
He could move for miles and it still wouldn’t be enough
It had been a long time since the drugs had left his body
But still, years later, found he couldn’t shake the restlessness
It was an imposition to be tirelessly worried of what would come next
and sudden juxtapose from his prior mentality often made him sick
He noticed changes in his appearance
Small lines near his eyes and strands of silver apparent in his hair
He cut it off, and closed his eyes
He calculated each step that he could
Until one day he became paralyzed with fear
Legs fragile and wilted, he stayed confided to his bed
Dreaming up yet another impossible dream
He looked up to the ceiling to try and catch his old friend Satan
When he could no longer find him, he instead turned to his own reflection
And he did say
Tadadadada
Dididididi
Tadadadada
Didididi
Keep me up
Talk to me
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19. |
Life Down Here
04:01
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I dug a hole looking for water
but I climbed inside and kept for shelter
and I didn't
notice the rain
filling it back up
I formed channels and thought "Direction"
Then climbed through mud and stones and darkness
and I scooped out a place
where I could fit my head
and crust was forming on my body
an ectoskeleton surrounds me
and I sit, and itch
and wait for it to end
wait for it to end
the bugs are company, I consume them
Life down here's no different than above land
though I forget
my name, or colors, or what's sound
My eyes glaze over, I can't use them
It brings no change to my existence
They turn to cream
I breathe fluid
Sorta sweet
and there's clay where I once kept my memories
It's okay, nostalgia no longer plagues me
I watch it sink, watch it fade
wait for it to end
wait for it to end
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