1. |
Safe Room
02:41
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You've got me dizzy dizzy
waitin' up for you
And now I'm in a tizzy
'cause I can't trust what you do
You wrap my heart around your finger and you steal the ball of yarn
But we're at that point
where you're raisin' my alarms
You're always holding back, keepin' it inside
No matter where you're at, I'm wasting my time
I wish you'd tell me, so I'm not waiting around
But you better hurry, 'cause I'm gonna blow this town
So I’m dancing on the bed, I’m the living proof
Gonna get over this gloom, I’m gonna raise the roof
My phone’s turned off, I’m flying to the moon
But if you wanna talk,
I’ll be in my safe room
Yeah yeah, oh yeah.
don't act like you don't want me,I know you do
I'm so much fun, I'll reserve a table for one
You're feelin so spun, you don't know what to do
When all is said and done,
I don't need
you you you
I’m dancing on the bed, I’m the living proof
Gonna get over this gloom, I’m gonna raise the roof
My phone’s turned off, I’m flying to the moon
But if you wanna talk,
I’ll be in my safe room
Yeah yeah, oh yeah.
I’m dancing on the bed, I’m the living proof
Gonna get over this gloom, I’m gonna raise the roof
My phone’s turned off, I’m flying to the moon
But if you wanna talk,
I’ll be in my safe room
Yeah yeah, oh yeah.
Yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
oh yeah
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2. |
Is it Wrong?
02:13
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It doesn't get cold out here often, but it's chilly outside
Can't soften that blow, it was silly, you know and
I don't blame you for staying home tonight
We had a great night alone
and if that's all it was, it's fine
We had a good time drinking bourbon, but I was wishing
And I'm learning, I don't wanna be clingy or singy or blind
Is it wrong that I wish you would pop up from behind me?
And is it terrible to selfishly want to see you pull up in a busted Chevy truck, and take me away?
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Is it wrong?
I was thinking about you, all the things we said
How you write poetry, musically you had me seeing red
And for the time we had, I left my glasses by your bed
But I'm glad that honestly, I didn't accidentally break your neck.
Is it wrong that I wish you would pop up from behind me?
And is it terrible to selfishly want to see you pull up in a busted Chevy truck, and take me away?
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Is it wrong?
We had a great night alone, and if that's all it was, it's fine
We had a good time drinking bourbon, but I was wishing
And I'm learning, I don't wanna be clingy or singy or blind
Is it wrong that I wish you would pop up from behind me?
And is it terrible to selfishly want to see you pull up in a busted Chevy truck, and take me away?
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Is it wrong?
Is it wrong?
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3. |
Can't stop my brain
02:51
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Yeah yeah yeah
I find myself in this place, where I don't know the space,
Where I'm past every plan I ever had.
Facing myself, to replace myself, and now,
I'm worried I'll make everything go bad.
So I'm holding it up in a way where
Everything is patched with tape there,
And I know I'm not okay, but I survive.
Can't stop my brain, run away like a runaway train,
Feeling no pain, but I'm still walking home alone.
I got nothing to show, and I complain 'bout strain which seems insane,
But at the end of the day, it's holding a sign by the end of the road.
I'm tired of my job, I'm tired of my boss,
I get bored, I failed, I want to tell him to get lost.
But if I do, I find something new,
How much can I afford
When happiness is at retail cost?
But when I think it over,
It's harder when I'm sober
To find the will to start again.
The clock on my order
Says half past ten.
Can't stop my brain, run away like a runaway train,
Feeling no pain, but I'm still walking home alone.
I got nothing to show, and I complain 'bout strain which seems insane,
But at the end of the day, it's holding a sign by the end of the road.
Can't stop my
brain
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4. |
What you need
03:29
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You're sitting with a bottle, like you need a reason.
You look awful, the world outside is freezing.
You're losing your lease on life,
But I’m not surprised, it's that time when
You feel
Sorry for yourself,
Again.
But I’m hoping you’ll be happy, that you find someone nice.
Someone who listens, but never gives advice.
Someone who follows orders, never gets into the weeds,
'Cause that’s what you need.
You tell your friends I’m lazy,
While you gaslight me like crazy.
Tell me I’m just walking out, packing up, not working it out.
But you leave out the benders, the cheating,
All the constant misleading,
But I’m hoping you’ll be happy, that you find someone nice.
Someone who listens, but never gives advice.
Someone who follows orders, never gets into the weeds,
'Cause that’s what you need.
I don’t know why you’re lonely,
That isn’t what the girls at the bar think.
And isn't it weird, you'll take it this far,
If I didn’t mean anything?
And I don't have to care what you do with that guitar, the writing’s on the wall.
If you ever decide, you wanna grow up,
You can give me a call.
That order's tall.
But I’m hoping you’ll be happy, that you find someone nice.
Someone who listens, but never gives advice.
Someone who follows orders, never gets into the weeds,
'Cause that’s what you need.
And I don't have to care what you do with that guitar, the writing’s on the wall.
If you ever decide, you wanna grow up,
You can give me a call.
That order's tall.
But I’m hoping you’ll be happy, that you find someone nice.
Someone who listens, but never gives advice.
Someone who follows orders, never gets into the weeds,
'Cause that’s what you need.
Go get what you need, baby.
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5. |
Nowhere Town
04:33
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Are you paying attention?
This place you love so much?
It’s beat up an broken down.
south street is covered in rust
Life's hard here, only so much to go round,
I'm tired of living my life
in this town.
My car’s over packed and ready.
Everything I own is in that trunk.
I’m leavin with or without you,
Cuz I gotta get out of this funk!
And this place is running through your blood, and always will.
Like that time, you chased me past the house on the hill.
And then we layed down, turned the world upside down, and around.
Baby baby, I wish that you could love me more,
than this nowhere town.
I could get a job in Frisco, I'd be happy if you went
You could make your music,
I could pay the rent.
I think I’d rather we just get outta here
Anywhere, just pick a spot. Then we’ll know
An maybe we only think about our problems when we get there
It doesn’t really matter where we go
And this place is running through your blood, and always will.
Like that time, you chased me past the house on the hill.
And then we layed down, turned the world upside down, and around.
Baby baby, I wish that you could love me more,
than this nowhere town.
the world upside down, and around.
Baby baby, I wish that you could love me more,
than this nowhere town.
we got facebook an email an a million other ways
You could talk to your mom like you never went
An we might miss the southern sunsets and think about the good old days
Why isn't it worth it if on the other side, we're both okay?
Butcha can't, ya won't. It's like talking to a wall.
You're so cold. It's like you know it all.
Every time I bring it up you want to fight
ignore me like I don’t make a sound
An you’re stapled in i like a railroad spike.
no matter what,
you’re not giving any ground
My car’s over packed and ready.
Everything I own is in that trunk.
I’m leavin with or without you!
[outro, soft]
And this place is running through your blood, and always will.
Like that time, you chased me past the house on the hill.
And then we layed down, turned the world upside down, and around.
Baby baby, I wish that you could love me more,
than this nowhere town.
I wish you could love more
Yeah, I wish you could love me
I wish
you loved me
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6. |
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You beg me with a text, or it could be my turn
happens the same way every time.
On the rack, there's a bottle of jack
and it burns, but everything feels fine
I don't love you, and you don't love me too
we're two sheets in, so we pretend
and the smell of your breath an skin,
I can't pull away,
but we could never ever be friends
So we kiss and we fight
and we go on all night
and at the end, we swear
we'll never do this again
An every time is the last time, baby
right now, you can tell me anything
we can't help it, we can't stay away
It's okay, we'll just call it a fling
It ain't no thing, yeah
Sometimes I like it rough, sometimes you like it soft
Anything's okay, long as we fight
it might be messed up, but that's the closest to love
we're gonna get tonight
We don't need to play house, we don't need to go out
this works, even when we're mean.
So we drink, an we drink an we talk a lotta shit
An just for that minute,
you're my everything
An every time is the last time, baby
right now, you can tell me anything
we can't help it, we can't stay away
It's okay, we'll just call it a fling
It ain't no thing, yeah
So we kiss and we fight
and we go on all night
and at the end, we swear
we'll never do this again
An every time is the last time, baby
right now, you can tell me anything
we can't help it, we can't stay away
It's okay, we'll just call it a fling
It ain't no thing
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7. |
500 miles
03:05
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It's snowing outside, I look out the window
I'm feeling good about this place.
From my bed, it's warm, soft on my pillow.
You know it's only one room, it's my very first place.
I don't speak the language, I barely read the signs
The cobblestone streets, with the sharp hues.
This place is ancient, and you feel it sometimes.
They're not lying,
When they say it'll change you.
There was so much going on, it's hard to remember
Everything happened that December.
I was so new to the world back then. I was having the time of my life with my friends.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
Out by the market, Logan works at the bookshop.
He introduced me to the Dead Kennedys,
We tried to go out once, but we're both so awkward.
So we talked feminist authors till a quarter to three.
It's easy to get work out here if you speak English.
I sell t-shirts in this shop downtown for Mister Tea.
All they ask is I don't come in after a night of drinking
As far as house rules go,
That one's fine by me.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
I got a friend named Mika, used to be a soldier.
We climb up the rooftops, drinking in the cold.
Sometimes we scream down through the drain pipes as we shiver.
Pretending to be God for the people below.
Emanuel says, enjoy your youth while you have it.
I nod and I pretend I know what he means.
Mike says he won't forget my experimental cooking.
And I think to myself how happy I am
With everything.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
Na na na
Na na na na
But seriously, if any of y'all are still out there, call me.
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8. |
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It's hard to be honest about the kind of person I am.
I make a million excuses, and tell myself half truthes
For all the seeds I've sewn, I'm always alone, which says it all.
No one ever calls.
And it's already five AM
Maybe everyone who hates me is right.
If I gave up the fight, it would be easier.
And sometimes I agree, when I'm not even true to me
It’s always the end of the world, But I wanna be better.
I've stolen everything from everyone and I'm not sorry
I've betrayed my friends and let relationships end
My head's been buried in the sand for so long.
I don't even remember what went wrong
Maybe everyone who hates me is right.
If I gave up the fight, it would be easier.
And sometimes I agree, when I'm not even true to me
It’s always the end of the world, But I wanna be better.
And I think I want to feel again, so I can pretend I'm worthy.
That everything will be okay, you'll love me anyway
Even if I don't deserve it
Maybe everyone who hates me is right.
If I gave up the fight, it would be easier.
And sometimes I agree, when I'm not even true to me
It’s always the end of the world, But I wanna be better.
Maybe everyone who hates me is right.
If I gave up the fight, it would be easier.
And sometimes I agree, when I'm not even true to me
It’s always the end of the world, But I wanna be better.
I wanna be better
I wanna be better
I wanna be...
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9. |
Empty
02:50
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In this part of the country, there ain’t a lot a color,
everything seems grayer, even the sky.
We just passed kansas city, and we’re not stopping til ohio,
and I should be practicing, but instead all I can do, is I watch the fields pass by.
[bridge]
It used to be like falling in love, but now I have to drag myself up,
afterwards I fall over, and do it all again, when we hit Michigan's shore.
The ear plugs don’t make it easier, and my voice is horse from singing,
and I worry that I can’t tell anyone’s face apart anymore.
[chorus]
And I wanna come home. I wanna see you again.
I wanna laydown on our bed, and feel you against me.
There’s a hole in my heart, and everything’s empty,
I want you to come, not go to the show.
Then I wanna come home. And then I want us to be alone.
[outro]
And I wanna come home. I wanna see you again.
I wanna laydown on our bed, and feel you against me.
There’s a hole in my heart, and everything’s empty,
I want you to come, not go to the show.
Then I wanna come home.
And then I want us to be alone.
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10. |
Driving Off
02:59
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I can tell where I am by reading the signs.
Brentwood Tennessee, that's the town you work in,
after your dreams have died
My turn signals are off, the passing light's on
And the older I get, the harder it is to keep going on
Like this, it’s shit
My boss is always wrong
They’re always messing with my paycheck
And I wonder why I’m hon-est
The highway’s bumpy,
my gps is busted,
and I’m frustrated at
how easily I’ve trusted other people
There’s no barrier at all
I let em right in
I don’t wanna be younger,
I just wanna know everything again
again again again again
How hard would it be to just keep driving, driving off?
if I went somewhere and changed my name again.
Would it be so bad,
just be starting off?
And maybe if I think hard enough,
I can travel back in time
but nothing was any better back then
And I wonder if they'd arrest me if I hid a cop
and told him I only spoke mandarin,
but with my luck,
we probably only start dating
or something!
how easily I’ve trusted other people
There’s no barrier at all
I let em right in
I don’t wanna be younger,
I just wanna know everything again
again again again again
how easily I’ve trusted other people
There’s no barrier at all
I let em right in
I don’t wanna be younger,
I just wanna know everything again
again again again again
again again again again
again again again again
again again again
again
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11. |
About Cowboys
03:24
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You'll know how he is by the way he talks to you.
His eyes'll cut you in half when you're walkin cross a room
Yeah, he's got a cold stare an he could be a nightmare
but that kinda love is singin my tune.
I've got a habit
Can't say no to one of these
I think it's the blue eyes
I think it's the good byes
but I wanna put him in a packet
cuz he's sweet!
He's a little devil, the ultimate rebel,
An he's fulla mischief, an he's fulla bullshit
Leavin me breathless, right as he proves it.
Then he rolls over turning off the noise.
Yeah, momma never warned me about cowboys.
He says it's a good time,
you know it's a damn lie
he's got an agenda
an if he can't getcha,
he'll try
An he'll leave your head spinning
as you try to understand
An you wanna get runnin away
as fast as you can
Yeah
He's a little devil, the ultimate rebel,
An he's fulla mischief, an he's fulla bullshit
Leavin me breathless, right as he proves it.
Then he rolls over turning off the noise.
Yeah, momma never warned me about cowboys.
I've got a habit
Can't say no to one of these
I think it's the blue eyes
I think it's the good byes
but I wanna put him in a packet
cuz he's sweet!
He's a little devil, the ultimate rebel,
An he's fulla mischief, an he's fulla bullshit
Leavin me breathless, right as he proves it.
Then he rolls over turning off the noise.
Yeah, momma never warned me about cowboys.
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12. |
Put you in a love song
04:11
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The alarm goes off and I roll myself out of bed
I put on my makeup and get ready
And I feel unsteady, you're stuck in my head,
There was this thing that was said, in this book I read, 'bout how it should be okay, to say I love you. And that makes sense, but I'm worried I'm intense.
Is that too much?
And I wonder if anyone's put you in a love song before
And I wish I could go all the way out there and see you where you are
And I hope it's not cringey, just something vulnerable and pure
But I think you need a love song, that's for sure
I'm thinking of you
The traffic is hard, got fog in my eyes
Up talking till all hours of the night
My brain does this, whenever it gets attention
Cooks up like a meth lab,
At the first sign of affection
And I wanna say I can't control it, but that's probably a lie.
Takes me on a roller coaster, and I love the ride.
I don't mind the feeling of getting butterflies, and the way my chest gets heavy when you look me in the eye. Which makes sense, but I'm worried I'm intense.
Is that too much?
And I wonder if anyone's put you in a love song before
And I wish I could go all the way out there and see you where you are
And I hope it's not cringey, just something vulnerable and pure
But I think you need a love song, that's for sure
I'm thinking of you
And I wonder if anyone's put you in a love song before
And I wish I could go all the way out there and see you where you are
And I hope it's not cringey, just something vulnerable and pure
But I think you need a love song, that's for sure
Yeah
In the back of my mind, we've already run away, together out there alone in the world, finding a new place, and it makes me happy to think about us this way, as we lie there out there, taking it all in, and for once letting our responsibilities rot, and I'm worried you'll run away, because all that's a lot of a lot, but it makes sense. And I'm worried about being intense.
Is that too much?
And I wonder if anyone's put you in a love song before
And I wish I could go all the way out there and see you where you are
And I hope it's not cringey, just something vulnerable and pure
But I think you need a love song, that's for sure
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13. |
Jerusalem
03:48
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It's snowing outside, I look out the window
I'm feeling good about this place.
From my bed, it's warm, soft on my pillow.
You know it's only one room, it's my very first place.
I don't speak the language, I barely read the signs
The cobblestone streets, with the sharp hues.
This place is ancient, and you feel it sometimes.
They're not lying,
When they say it'll change you.
There was so much going on, it's hard to remember
Everything happened that December.
I was so new to the world back then. I was having the time of my life with my friends.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
Out by the market, Logan works at the bookshop.
He introduced me to the Dead Kennedys,
We tried to go out once, but we're both so awkward.
So we talked feminist authors till a quarter to three.
It's easy to get work out here if you speak English.
I sell t-shirts in this shop downtown for Mister Tea.
All they ask is I don't come in after a night of drinking
As far as house rules go,
That one's fine by me.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
I got a friend named Mika, used to be a soldier.
We climb up the rooftops, drinking in the cold.
Sometimes we scream down through the drain pipes as we shiver.
Pretending to be God for the people below.
Emanuel says, enjoy your youth while you have it.
I nod and I pretend I know what he means.
Mike says he won't forget my experimental cooking.
And I think to myself how happy I am
With everything.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
The air was crisp, and it bit at your teeth
There was a feeling in the air every time you breathed
I remember that December and the city back then.
'Cause I was having the time of my life with my friends.
Na na na
Na na na na
But seriously, if any of y'all are still out there, call me.
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14. |
Those Days in Mesa
04:39
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Here are the corrected lyrics:
They met in a gas station,
By a trailer park outside of Phoenix
The connection was instant, inexplicable, magical, sexual,
Both of them knew it.
And the next thing you know,
They’re smoking cigarettes in bed
Talking 'bout dreams and music.
He worked in a garage,
Fixing people’s cars for nothing
And she had a job, making beds at the hotel
On the weekends, at Freddy's,
She’d play covers of old Bob Seger songs
And he’d be in the audience,
Singing right along
Sometimes happiness is simple
You know?
But that’s just how it goes.
It’s always something
It’s always something
And the next thing you know, they got an apartment
He bought her a ring, inexplicable, fantastical,
Magical.
And everything was great,
Everything was beautiful.
And nothing could go wrong
She wrote so many love songs...
About him
And when he went to the show,
They'd let him right in,
And they would joke about work
And drink beer all night,
And it was alright
He went to college at night, he got a degree.
Quit his job to work in IT.
Her gigs kept getting bigger,
She was carving out her Eldorado,
And people were calling,
As a matter of course,
It seemed so exciting and
The sky felt like the limit
For about five minutes..
That's when they started fighting
And it kept getting worse
She went viral online.
He filed for divorce
He filed for divorce
And now she’s bigger than she’s ever been.
But he’s no longer
In the audience.
If only life could be simple
You know?
But that’s just how it goes.
It’s always something
It’s always something
And just yesterday, he sent her a message,
It said, hey, I heard your interview on the radio,
It was good to hear your voice
And it got me thinking 'bout those days in Mesa
They were magical, inexplicable,
Remember those?
It came on when I was picking my kid up from school.
She's ten.
She's a good one, you would like her.
She has a lot of friends.
But her mom's another story.
And I had to explain who you are,
And it was funny,
People don’t believe me
When I say I knew you
Until I show 'em pictures
And I knew you always had it in you.
And I want you to know I’m sorry.
That I hurt you.
I never meant a word
Of what I said.
But I want you to know that
I was a different person
Back then
And it’s always something, you know?
I guess that’s how it
Goes…
If only life was… fair.
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15. |
Mixed Messages
03:35
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I was doing just fine, before you started playing games.
One day you find me interesting, the next I'm in the way. (way)
You say you're into me, but there's always someone new.
And I'm getting whiplash, because I don't even know what to do(what to say)
I'm so confused, don't have a frame of reference.
I'm feeling blue, all your mixed messages
What kinda game is this? I don't know if I have the patience.
What do you even call me an you anyway?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (you keep sending mixed messages)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (My head is spinning, I'm alone in the dark)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (You don't even know you're doing it)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (An I'm falling apart)
And what bothers me, is how much I like you.
When things are good, they're good, you sweep me off my feet. (feet)
You take me out, and I can't keep my eyes off of you.
The other half the time there ain't nothin to see. (what to see)
I'm so confused, don't have a frame of reference.
I'm feeling blue, all your mixed messages
What kinda game is this? I don't know if I have the patience.
What do you even call me an you anyway?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (you keep sending mixed messages)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (My head is spinning, I'm alone in the dark)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (You don't even know you're doing it)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (An I'm falling apart)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (you keep sending mixed messages)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (My head is spinning, I'm alone in the dark)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (You don't even know you're doing it)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (An I'm falling apart)
What do you even call me an you anyway?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (you keep sending mixed messages)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (My head is spinning, I'm alone in the dark)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (You don't even know you're doing it)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (An I'm falling apart)
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16. |
Instrumental 39
04:11
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17. |
Flag Droppa
04:05
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Yeah, let's do this one right.
You know I'm about to make a motherfuckin checklist
We're the best rappers that ever made it to the joint
We've got a lot to do plus we got a lot to lose dedicated to getting' the paper and the coins
And if you haters out there saying some kind of bull,
I guess I'll still let you to make a little noise,
but you ain't gettin in the way or I'm spittin wit the kay hit with no delay ain't playing with the boys
I was just to put the eight's down and put the semi to your baby daddy
That's why the game is a void
I'm down to catch this kay
We was going down for the pay
I'm in the club gettin paranoid
I'm staying in the field to be in detroit
I was raised by the devil
Shit is easy for me to be unemployed
I'm known for working at his level
We were going down, and taking access like vacation
I wake up hating everything, about this situation,
I work so fuckin hard, I'm feelin so annoyed
I'm gonna get bigger in the game, like a man on steroids
But when I go on the road I'm making all the noise
your girl picks me up and I'm making her get moist, and then wet you can bet
it's ploy, I'm makin a plot
it's a plan I'mma take her from my boy,
It's gonna be hot
Rappers in the game mad loud and I ain't finished yet,
fuck me when I'm down, baby where's my my cigarette?
I already came up in the game you ain't did it yet
did my best and they ain't even recognized ya image yet
But its bout time I reacted
But its bout time I reacted
We were in a rush to get
I'm tryna make it to the top of the pyramid
But ya makin it funny like money or money check
I'm living in a house with a pad and a plaque
So why don't you just jet
I got a crib in my closet
Now it's a miracle we ain't even been through that
We were in a rush to get
I'm tryna make it to the top of the pyramid
But its bout time I reacted
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I'm gonna react!
I done died and finally I'm finna set it off
This is the s**t they get to playin on the t dot com
It was a blessing when I gave it to you
I've been around the world and back again but was not gone
Haters hate 'cause the bass got the whole block on
came from a ski town fucked her with no condom
trapped around the country in the hardest cities got strong
Gangsta revolution had never been a problem
But the streets is ghetto so your cd's are so soft
And your album never stops
you don't know what my watch cost
About material possessions I don't ever flaunt cause it's my essence with or without them I'm spittin like a god
spittin twice as hard as your favorite rapper can, blacker cracker man,
and I got more style than dapper dan
this the french man mixed with the african, pick me up baby you will never be sad again!
You know I'm about to make a motherfuckin checklist
We're the best rappers that ever made it to the joint
We've got a lot to do plus we got a lot to lose dedicated to getting' the paper and the coins
And if you haters out there saying some kind of bull,
I guess I'll still let you to make a little noise,
but you ain't gettin in the way or I'm spittin wit the kay hit with no delay ain't playing with the boys
Yeah, I ain't playin
I really ain't playin
Let's go home ladies...
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The Holographic Girlfriends St. Louis, Missouri
Hi, I'm Lynn Cole, also known as The High Priestess of Dada. I'm an experimental artist and neural bender. My songs are all written by hand, but performed by AI. It's an ongoing experiment in creating a new musical creation process by crying into layers of algorithms. ... more
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