1. |
Twilight Traveler
02:23
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[Hook x2]
Ebony enby’s ammo storage is camel-core
Willingly travel with big packs to see Dani more
I strum across the Sargasso Sea, “Portugal. The Man-o-war”
Cnidocytes trail behind my cutter like arapaima swarm
[Verse 1]
Collective tears milked in the chalice
But the sow went dry, now i tipped the balance
Spaced out when that Garden fire warmed me
Leash crackle warn me
With praise bartram’s garden adore me
Momma says my gender’s a misperception? Nah fuck that
I processed my trauma and then slunk back with some rough raps
Much cap coming from the mouths of many ministers
Sinister Christian dominion, burn his insignia
Back when Cristobal thought this was India
Binary was lies from the getty go
Pry freedom from christians’ hold
Sly nigga dipped, that’s stole
Flight, nigga pigeon toed
Identity find many world wide, I took my pick alone
[Hook x2]
Ebony enby’s ammo storage is camel-core
Willingly travel with big packs to see Dani more
I strum across the Sargasso Sea, “Portugal. The Man-o-war”
Cnidocytes trail behind my cutter like arapaima swarm
[Verse 2]
Put you punks in an ashtray
Messing with my girl, I’ll leave abusers in a bad state
She’ll wrestle with a squirt, but can soothe a couple bad brains
Enemies emerge and they cruise up at a fast pace
Flesh brethren interred now he moving through the ash stage
I’ll definitely get purged cuz I screwed with how his cash claimed
Blunt rolled from my urn, I bet you think “how’s my pack taste?”
That Zoolander/Serch shit, I’m too stuck with the gas face
Blessing and a curse when excluded from the mass grave
Testament to earth cuz it’s beauty kept me mad sane
Blessing and a curse when excluded from the mass grave
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2. |
Bust Back!
01:40
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[hook] x2
Trying to make this nutshack work
Which one of us act jerk?
Trying to make this nutshack work
Who’s gonna bust back first?
Bust back, bust back, bust back, whoa
Bust back, bust back, bust back, whoa
[verse]
Pan-African cuz the world spin off wickedness
Chagos Islanders plucked from the homeland by sickly Brits
Mother diamonds rocked by Queen Elizabeth
Break down monarch on his throne wit a Phillips head
Afropessimist vote Negrito, neat-o
Dark skin liberate in triplicate like 3-0
Free clothes, cheap coke, and weed smoke what we spoke
Football chants get your team smoked
Ah!
[hook] x2
Trying to make this nutshack work
Which one of us act jerk?
Trying to make this nutshack work
Who’s gonna bust back first?
Bust back, bust back, bust back, whoa
Bust back, bust back, bust back, whoa
[outro]
Raised like a blade
Stick it straight into flank, rib, and face
Innards scraped with it
Prelude to 4:30, when I turned whore flirty
Lordosis form certy
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3. |
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[Chorus: Ishtar Sr.]
C Montgomery Burns, the megalomaniac presence
See Mongomery burn my retinas with its essence
See, Montgomery's burns, scars when I was reckless
Filling words with levity, Philly hurt tremendously
[Verse 1: Savan DePaul]
Do not appear stuck, duck from thin blue line militants
Their killer whips peeling
Whether West Norriton or Philly police
Prowl diligently as villages sleep
State issued 9 milli got Villainous reach
It’s some shit they gon peel in your spleen
Militants peek
Civilians leak
Power be the vessel to fulfil the thrills that they seek
The thrills that they seek
8th grade homie saw the negligence
Predispositioned towards everything
Got arrested quick, bleeding, begging pig
"Fuck's a young nigga to do?"
[Chorus: Ishtar Sr.]
C Montgomery Burns, the megalomaniac presence
See Mongomery burn my retinas with its essence
See, Montgomery's burns, scars when I was reckless
Filling words with levity, Philly hurt tremendously
[Verse 2: Savan DePaul]
Terminally online crowd
Swim team shit plus the artists
Shifty shit on the market
Pistol whip knocked me on the pavement, blood spackled my glasses
White boys cackling massive
The wound would heal on some fast shit
But the ego took a mad hit
Had to hide my split scalp quick
Shirt over my head so dad wouldn’t see I got my ass whipped
Adolescent presence drastic
I been jumped, slumped, and dumped - always got past it
Learning how to handle the ratchet
Get damaged with backfist
Slamming amateurs back with a stanza handcrafted
Causing these samples to backflip
Talk bitch your fam will get blasted
Surely I’m “Danica Patrick bossing your mans on the track” shit
[Chorus: Ishtar Sr.]
C Montgomery Burns, the megalomaniac presence
See Mongomery burn my retinas with its essence
See, Montgomery's burns, scars when I was reckless
Filling words with levity, Philly hurt tremendously
C Montgomery Burns, the megalomaniac presence
See Mongomery burn my retinas with its essence
See, Montgomery's burns, scars when I was reckless
Filling words with levity, Philly hurt tremendously
[Verse 3: Savan DePaul]
Silly hoe, kiddy go play
Big kid, can't fit me old suede
Ice crisp as O’Shea, with a shifty flow game
360° scope games, boast strange
Modern sick day, see the snitch do no play
Shit fit in your 60’s, no way
Rightists sic the slick on my niggas’ whole wave
[Won’t name specific names]
.44 kicked the door
Put the poors on the floor, all fours
Niggas stripped the gold chains, code switched like "OK"
Code switched like "OK"
Code switched like "OK"
Code switched like "OK"
Code switched like "OK", okay-kay
[Chorus: Ishtar Sr.]
C Montgomery Burns, the megalomaniac presence
See Mongomery burn my retinas with its essence
See, Montgomery's burns, scars when I was reckless
Filling words with levity, Philly hurt tremendously
C Montgomery Burns, the megalomaniac presence
See Mongomery burn my retinas with its essence
See, Montgomery's burns, scars when I was reckless
Filling words with levity, Philly hurt tremendously
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4. |
Glitter Galaxy
01:52
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[Verse 1]
Somehow by miracle of chance
You're able to hear me in the dance
Pre-moving day, was in the crowd for my bitches
Lock down aerials, bust out them SETI dishes
[Chorus]
I was the mix
Flying up high up in the mist
And stars, you might've eyed a couple glints
[Verse 2]
All the house beefs bubbled up after me
You rocking with Defrees? please, nigga, don't embarass me
Boys treat Kevin Samuels like god, I'm disgusted
Creeps out the noid defend Darryl Boyd for his fuckshit
[Chorus]
I was the mix
Flying up high up in the mist
And stars, you might've eyed a couple glints
[Verse 3]
White punks hate my Black swagger but they fans of me
I occupy the space ‘tween Fannie Lou and **** ***
Saving Leonard’s pelt means talking bout Anna Mae
Pussy art on the walls and halls self-animate
[Chorus]
I was the mix
Flying up high up in the mist
(Stargazer's here, don't call it a comeback)
And stars, you might've eyed a couple glints
(Stargazer's here, all cosmonauts better rush fast)
[Verse 4]
Punk and indie bands dropped the baton, imma run laps
**** tried to slide on my homie, and she bucked back
Kick a hole in my flat, your fade I'll have to run that
Few good ones left and the rapists just come back
Vic Axel let back in the scene cuz the chumps lacked
Rubbish Records, I'll take out the trash using one strap
****** ended, I got out the house
I'm a galaxy without the house
Quarter-life dodging bad seeeds
Swim team alumni doing evil deeds
Labels getting grift-fed
2wrist pull up dickhead
Heard a thing about a beatmaker
Irony plot, I'm a beat savior
If you know me, you know I don't fuck with them Yarga cats
Abuse and bigotry ain't surprising if you call it frat
But a list of names could fill the glitter galaxy with callout tracks
Cuz let's be real, they aren't unique in the grand cosmic act
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5. |
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Bitch it goes on and on
Bitch it goes on and on
Bitch it goes on and on
Gastropod Christ done wrong
Gastropod Christ done wrong
I rock from song to song
Pleasure just a measure, treasure it dearly
Don’t touch my hair brudda, sit down and hear me
Pleasure just a measure, treasure it dearly
Don’t touch my hair brudda, sit down and hear me
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
New Yorker birac’ Afropessimist in the Art Deco
By day mannequin, by night insurrecto
The ghosttown crew pull up, i got concentration
Lu know the ins & outs of conversation
And conservation
STAY OPTIMISTIC
MUST WARN OTHERS
MUST NOT DESPAIR
THATS ON THE HOES AND BROTHAS
STAY OPTIMISTIC
MUST WARN OTHERS
MUST NOT DESPAIR
THATS ON THE HOES AND BROTHAS
Work it out, work it out, work it out
Grab the shit and work it out
Grab the shit and work it out
Aight, boom
Family gathering was an interrogation, dining table radius of doom
My montellese father the secret agent in the room
Aight boom
Philly’s revenge on NY
Let’s fly up shit’s creek, the raft is ten-ply
Your change is superficial, Albert will never be Tensai
Black Queen too uppity, they buck the bitch
And snuff each snitch, spark Judas
How Mussolini‘s hand marred Tunis
My omnivore teeth scar prune pits
While Bennett’s percussion hits underscore my harp music (tell em)
Underscore my harp music (tell em)
Underscore my-
(Aiyyo, yo, yo...)
Where’s my unmarked grave? The FOMO hit
Be careful what you wish for, ‘fore .44 spit
My last spliff tasted chokehold crisp
Searching for rave afterparties like “we don’t know, shit”
Yeah we don’t know shit
And we don't owe shit
We sure as fuck don't owe shit
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6. |
Love On The Way
01:16
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2020, had a slug on the chain
Mourning my cousin, he was in Jamaica, niggas put a slug in his brain
Other cousin got set up by his lover, it had my mother in shakes
Nigga be careful who you do bondage with, best don’t become you a slave
The way that they treated my girlie got me feeling fucking ashamed
My hearts with my cousins today
And nanny’s soul humbled me great
My auntie a bubble of grace
Might’ve been chained in a past life but for sure we gon rumble today
I heard there’s love on the way
Homie told me there’s some love on the way
Bitch I’m in love with today
I was a novice rocking with that pistol when she sent me up to the range
Like “we gon toughen you, babe”
Tesla whip computer pain
Left when the fuzz peeled away
Sedative comforts remained
Freshly crisped supper on Lake Seneca’s lovely today, day, day
My nigga, there’s love on the way
Do it for my ancestors, my dolls, my dawgs, and the others who came
I got some love on the brain
Linked up with my hun on the train
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7. |
Bozo / Amoeba
03:17
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[Intro]
Bozo
Bozo
Bozo
Bozo
[Verse 1]
Another psyop, they found my homegirl's addy
Gotta move carefully since folks is trigger-happy
Yes, still a black nerd, NOT like Revenge Of The
I hopped off the pendulum, shaking post-enema
Many a combatant goosestep and shitpost
Who's next to get thrown? Fool stretched by big pole
I'm being hunted again, I'm high fashion to kill for
The devil has dashikis in the wardrobe, horned kulfi steelo
We make strange bedfellows
You move way too protected
Experimentation required to achieve objective
Lava spit on Fiji projected
Evils detected, my thesis perfected
Punktastic or tad punkish
Bunk blasted by strapped bumpkin
Flip fast on some Flash Funk shit
Skiffs hacked up the black munchkins
Grifts splashing some fat bucks, kid
[Hook 1]
You's a motherfucking bozo
Oh no, you's a motherfucking bozo
Oh no oh no no, you's a motherfucking bozo
Oh no, you's a motherfucking bozo
Unh, you's a motherfucking bozo
You's a. you's a. ayy, you's a motherfucking bozo
Oh no, yous a motherfucking bozo
Nah, you's a motherfucking bozo
[Refrain]
Ain't no "both sides" while my life's still on the betting wheel
Ain't no "both sides" while my life's still on the betting wheel
Nope
[Hook 2]
I'm an amoeba, release my shape
I bend 'round you, bend 'round you
I'm an amoeba, release my shape
I bend 'round you, bend 'round you
I'm an amoeba, release my shape
I bend 'round you, bend 'round you
I'm an amoeba, release my shape
I bend 'round you, bend 'round you
[Verse]
My zo came out the city state wildin'
DGP, DGP
We ain't youtubers, lil child
I ain't DDG, DDG
I'm an amoeba, eat the micro
Excise who? Excise who?
Worm in the bad apple, I'm vital
Get my goons, get my goons
If you get tapped best believe it's spinal
That's mad fluid, that's mad fluid
Spit on the dick and spit on the micro
That's my tune, that's my tune
[Bridge]
I need my greens
More than I can admit
And justified the means
Drug me right through the shit
[Hook 2]
I'm an amoeba, release my shape
I bend 'round you, bend 'round you
I'm an amoeba, release my shape
I bend 'round you, bend 'round you
I'm an amoeba, release my shape
I bend 'round you, bend 'round you
I'm an amoeba, release my shape
I bend 'round you, bend 'round you
[Outro]
I just wanna bend around you
You been 'round me
Now bend 'round me
I just wanna bend around you
You been 'round me
Now bend 'round me
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8. |
Rift In The Sky
02:26
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[verse 1]
Your fishing will never yield a catch that includes son
Only tokens Malik want are reparative, can’t scoop son
Many sides seek to human zoo son
Nah, .12 (one two) bust
Blyat like сука
Revenge is such suca
Buckshot like Spanish flu bug, crew cut
Anti-burning cross, drown and baptize the Ku Klux
No eyes on his plight, Han settler burned his Turkic news truck
[hook]
Whimpering primal testament
Sip sizzurp it glide intentionally
Scissoring my intestinal
A shift in the type of rhetoric
Steel slithering pipes malevolent
Indigenous cry for reckoning
A rift in the sky developing
Unlocking all the wisdom indifferent to my intelligence
[verse 2]
Malik deleted near reach of the lines
Malik recently seen on our shrines
The street sweepers clean he off the sides
Deplete, leaking that hemoglob’ shine
Another word for move is power - or
Another word for goof is saboteur
Another word for you is coward, lord
Another word for pooch is labrador
Yo, whose funding funneled dummy slug through son’s aorta?
The little streetfight we witnessed rendered Malik invisible
Pinnacle of infrastructure? I think not
Futures sink within those fuchsia ink blots
And I know a barricade’s a tool, shit
And I know a barricade’s a tool, shit
But you made it a moment, shit
And I know a barricade’s a tool
But you made it a moment
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9. |
Oxytocin Mapquest
02:59
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[Intro]
Wait a minute (8x)
[Chorus]
She tryna crack the case but the map leads to her
Ain’t a mystery how I simply seek for her
Done preed the word
She tryna crack the case but the map leads to her
Ain’t a mystery how I simply seek for her
Done preed the word
[Verse 1]
First of two I reference in "Strictly For The Ville!"
Half a continent in distance but she sprinting up to Phil'
Puzzle put together now it's giving and serving
Beaucoup boo, given the truth through assertion
For certain, crush cushioning me
I’m looking for she
Getting curved, that wouldn’t be me
[Chorus]
She tryna crack the case but the map leads to her
Ain’t a mystery how I simply seek for her
Done preed the word
[Verse 2]
A longing to bump heads in person, should you agree
I’m tryna link beyond a link
Floating down the blue Nile, etched sophisti-rap
Does she love me the same, where her feelings at?
Tryna beat or want a beat, you can pick a batch
I’m having them dreams about her
Lewd nocturnal scenes about her
Iridescent light beams surround her
I need the feels, the physical touch
The real, the liminal lust
The chill with spliffy and such
What's up, what's up, what's up
What's up, what's up-up, up
[Chorus]
She tryna crack the case but the map leads to her
Ain’t a mystery how I simply seek for her
Done preed the word
[Verse 3]
Brought me closer
Don’t have a chance, we gon take one
We off the soju
Don’t have a gang but she made one
I bet y’all know about unrequited love
Fuck blue lights and such
Walking down the broad street line at dusk
Like “what’s up?”
Checking if she pings
Right before the phone dies, I’d prolly let out screams if it ring
Plenty of time alone, it’s a comfort zone
Trying to hide my phone but I gotta let it be known
I need to peel the spiritual rust
The feels, the physical touch
A deal within me to just
Spill my feelings of love
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?
What's up?
[Verse 4]
Rotten ass bedbug-ridden creep
I could body you in my sleep
I put in work in PM
Jerk to DM, jerk in DMs
Bet he don’t even chirp when I see him
He act like it was satire
"Don’t take it seriously, I don’t mean to act higher-than-thou..."
Pow, that open palm stung!
Nuance not composed on all fronts
And that’s on you
I’ll step back and then axe the scheme
No defending that from me
Don't blabber bout algorithm alchemy
My larvae are ride-or-dies, herb
If I let six fly, five'll find fur
Get your whole shit shut down, I got it locked and stuck
While I’m eating crepés and baklava
Smell the Folgers bitch
I hold the stick, one shot will put niggas out of work like Eunjoo Egghart
Bloke don’t get smart
Hit-enby I'm a sharpshooter like Bret Hart
Hit-enby I'm a sharpshooter like Bret Hart
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10. |
Anecdotes
02:22
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Just an anecdote
Just an anecdote
Just an anecdote
Just an anecdote
Power to the people but I wouldn't be caught dead with yall
I'ma be posted up with popcorn right before everything falls
Strolled to the door like an auntie swaddled in a big gown
She got the opposite of big frown
Screwface off the dickdown
My boo played his pussy like a Wurlitzer
Fingers stroke curvature
The wand had her trembling on the furniture
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
I locked lips with a woman who I wouldn't leave alone with a drone for a second
Is it her body or is it manipulation tactic that made me beckon?
Is it her body or is it manipulation tactic that made me beckon?
Is it her body or is it manipulation tactic that made me beckon?
Is it her body or is it manipulation tactic that made me beckon?
She was magnetic like my box braids that made men monsters
Dragged me back to “afraid” era, still feeling imposter
And by the time I wrote “how lame!” I hadn’t talked to Jared in years
And that can turn to years more, if I could be brutally clear
Beautifully queer but I wouldn’t be caught dead with some of y’all
I got bread with some of y'all
Caught head from some of y'all
On tap, I met some dolls strapped like al-Shabab
And the trans tricolor banner covered the slobs
Word
Had to tell her "catch her on the flipside"
Had to tell her "catch her on the flipside"
Had to tell her "catch her on the flipside"
Had to tell her "catch her on the flipside"
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11. |
Hell Frozen Over
01:38
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It’ll be a cold hell day when the Fash get intersectional
Collapse becoming fashionable, a spectacle
Like a Sufi dance it spun me 360
Degrees that we separate, we not gon fix these
I’ve seen me a medic, I’m rotting quickly
Streets seem to be melting when I walk on 6th Street
I’m Ian McKellen, I’m not ************
I’ll beat in your melon, Ill toss the switch-b
I plead with the enemy drop the hitpiece
Oh please be hardheaded and pop on this street
Hey genius your rebel is nonexistent
Been peeping your rhetoric, lots is iffy
You didn't invent the cult but you want to inherit it
If it's banknotes you're cherishing then mad folks is perishing
It's all jokes til it's not
Sam Pepper at Abu Gharaib
Cue smoke from the pot like pope signal watch
Daddy OFive Wayne, family is a dice game
Estrangement brings a bag of problems with solutions that need to be titrated
No take backs or swipe trading
By god you gon’ bring them back the right lady
Leave them babies alone, my baby
Leave them babies alone, my baby
Leave them babies alone, my baby
Leave them babies alone, my baby
Leave them babies alone, my baby, ayy
Ayy, ayy
If I’m hellbound the shits turned frigid anyway
Hella people in my past have been not shit lately
Motherfuckers tryna tell me that it’s sinning to be gay, ayy
Beefing with my mama but I’m not Slim Shady, ayy
Kinship partner mix the grabba within zaza
Sista freak that intifada harder
I brought a gigaton uzi grip
Trigger finger gluey glick gooey
Gimme a googol gigs
Goofy gimp get kulfi clipped
Coup de grace unexpected like culo hit
You ain’t coonin shit!
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12. |
Dodo
02:26
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She asked "what we think?"
If the three of us made love in the ash of the precinct
She'd ask "what we think?"
If the three of us made love in the ash of the precinct
Run that shit back
Run the shit back
I gotta keep it on track
The pig roasted baby-back
We got nun the flack
We giving the FLAC
Insurrecto
I'm in my flex mode
Insurrecto
I'm on that flex fold
Bringing a TEC though
Bringing a tech though
I'm bringing my steps ho
I'm bringing the best flows
Oh, oh, oh
Oh no, oh no
You niggas gassed up, word to PECO
Bust a move on 'em, word to Nico
You niggas gassed up, word to PECO
You can get smacked up, word to Deebo
She let me beat, I don't feel your beat though
Bust a move on 'em, word to Nico
She let me beat, I don't feel your beat though
You can get smacked up, word to Deebo
Oh that's what your man do?
Flip yo ass like a hyperpop sample
Pull my G's out the brambles
Cults? Too many examples
Cults? Too many examples
Cults? Too many examples
Too many examples
Flip yo ass like a hyperpop sample
Dropped 40 large on some vittles
Dolls parked for a little
Up in Clark with McGriddles
Let it spark at your temple
Get your hair swayed off at the Temple
Dropped 40 large on some vittles
Dolls parked for a little
Up in Clark with McGriddles
Let it spark at your temple
Get your hair swayed off at the Temple
Dropped 40 large on some vittles
Dolls parked for a little
Up in Clark with McGriddles
Let it spark at your temple
Get your hair swayed off at the Temple
Dropped 40 large on some vittles
Dolls parked for a little
Up in Clark with McGriddles
Let it spark at your temple
Get your hair swayed off at the Temple
Fucked up your file like CLODO, bozo, bozo
Who’da thunk? You got punked, diced to chunk
You niggas dodos, dodos
Who’da thunk? You got punked, diced to chunk
You niggas dodos, dodos
Fucked up your file like CLODO, bozo, bozo
Who’da thunk? You got punked, diced to chunk
You niggas dodos, dodos
Who’da thunk? You got punked, diced to chunk
You niggas dodos, dodos
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13. |
Rapture Who?
02:19
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Pre-apocalyptic street reporter peeped the horror
Chosen xenofamily more secure than blood
Venomous xenofeminist essence turn promised land to mud
We eatin' good tonight!
To feast on God, to speak on Rah
We eatin' halal?
We feastin' on Jah
[hook] (8x)
Ain't no rapture, you stuck with me
I just had a revelation
Fuck your Revelations
Genocidal fantasy of antisemetic nations
Perpetually double crossed by Christian supremacist agents
Ain't no rapture to save you, the getback is waitin'
[hook] (8x)
Ain't no rapture, you stuck with me
Literally nuclear, patriarchal death cult
State execution be a crucifix with deadbolts
Bio-conserva-tsk-tsk, family horror
Fuckniggas calling Lenapehoking Gomorrah
Watch me open my DAW hitting save
I don’t need a god to behave
I’m like fuck the court and church, Ishtar/Savan found god in the rave
White boy whippets, spin jaws in the rave
White gal wipeout stalling the rave
Set man wanna come clap up the dance, oh they wanna be Butch Dawson today?
Go tell your doggy behave
Til I put an end to your banger (Banga) like Linduhyo sparking the flame
Animals beside me, it’s the arc trip today
No molly, when you diss me you are tripping, man
Breaks, 8 bars and fours on floors for your set
Catch me making garage with your bae
Don’t run up on me while I’m starting the rave
You’ll see hands get to moving like it’s ballroom again
[hook] (16x)
Ain't no rapture, you stuck with me
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14. |
Bantustan
02:56
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[verse 1]
Bet my preceeding peoples proud if they could see me now
They gon see a genius child with a beaming smile
Fighting demons, living loco, I defeated doubt
Tribes of ether living local, my whole scene is wild
I am strictly here for culture, ion need a crown
Rhymes are beastly, niggas noticed, yall can keep the crown
We find the kings and clip some throats, keep guillotines in town
All times of day, a similar quote Memaw was speaking loud
Spew tidal waves, boy keep the flow, don't let 'em breach it now
Inspired words turned ugly moments 'cuz of statist funds
Entire world saw Derek Chauvin do that blatant snuff
Floyd's final words had guys just hoping till the state combusts
Shit's dire, herb; we suffered openly when jakes pulled up
The fireworks have kinda molded with the Draco busts
[chorus]
If the goal of them's to lock us off in quasi-Bantustans,
Will we stick to solid cause? If so, I'll amp you fam
And you to me, from infograms to chants
Will we stick to solid cause? If so, I'll amp you fam
Baby (oh, baby), yeah yeah
[verse 2]
Don't speak on my crew brigade
Peep the communiqué
I heat up the crudites
Sleep with a goofy bae
Eat on a booty splayed
Achieve hits, put you to shame
Bleeding ink ruined page
Sheesh, had to move away from cheap Christian ugliness
My teen years were full of pain
Each street was my kumite
Just me on that looping train
A key held the tools and blade
You see, I was using "they"
The T, N, and Q in a
LGBTQ parade, their team sought to cut our bliss
Obscene how the troopers came
Less-lethals, a shooting range
Leave it to USA to leech like a succubus
Please lead with your looting hand
Pig squeeze put you through the strain
Delete windows, through the pain we heavin' them fucking bricks
We heavin' them fucking bricks
Delete windows, through the panes we heavin' them fucking bricks
We heavin' them fucking bricks
We heavin' them fucking bricks
Delete windows through the panes
[chorus]
If the goal of them's to lock us off in quasi-Bantustans
Will we stick to solid cause? If so, I'll amp you fam
And you to me, from infograms to chants
Will we stick to solid cause? If so, I'll amp you fam
If the goal of them's to lock us off in quasi-Bantustans
Will we stick to solid cause? If so, I'll amp you fam
And you to me, from infograms to chants
Will we stick to solid cause? If so, I'll amp you fam
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15. |
Ode 2
02:24
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[intro]
Ode Two hold you
Ode Two
So true
Gold blooms
Through artistic integrity
(Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!)
(What, what, what)
[verse 1]
Yuh, yuh
Remember 21-2-2?
Fuck it up, do you
Fuck it up, that’s true boo
Fuck it up, that’s true boo
You bringing in the true mood
You bringing in the DOOM mood
Yo, Smth Savant
Wasn’t that something Savan?
Wasn’t that something Savan?
Performing beats unstructured for gods
These fucks finna nod
Beats unstructured for gods
Unstructured for gods
The funk shit macabre
High hats to puncture your pods
Smth Savant
Wasn’t that something Savan?
Wasn’t that something Savan?
The plucks on your knobs
Yeah my funk shit was odd
Come on, come on, come on
[chorus] x 2
It’s been a long time coming
But a change gon’ come
Oh yes it will
[verse 2]
Uh huh, uh huh
2132 neurosis
Remains of the lodestar from my resonant gun
What? I ain’t no motherfucking token
Gastropod Christ pull up on you locin’
Only uncle i prefer’s Luke, fuck a John
I’m a don
Ishtar, bka Savan
The mission that you set upon’s weak
Please just reject the farce, b
Desert from the Pretender Army
Sorry, I simply can’t accept the carnage, doggy
I simply am rejecting all this ennui
Quite sickly how I stepped in swamps for dosh, yeesh
Sly-tricked me and I bet they conned you, huh G?
How dare you place all this dogshit on me
Out there you face all them dawgs with Tommys
Frown, stare, and bray, Don, that fall ain’t on me
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16. |
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[Hook 1: Savan DePaul]
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
[Verse 1: Savan DePaul]
Top of the evening to you, darling
Heat Death rave make sweat beads, don’t beg a pardon
Come for the drum and bass, stay for the X smuggled in marlin
Leave when the accelerationist burns down half of Bartram’s
Heaven is a place that you move to; to get wild
Arrow-tongued camgirl spewing Cupid projectile
We’ve kept it queer, queer as in “fuck you and your het style”
Cold Revenge dish is the truest food in the bread aisle
No one’s gonna notice if that bass is sidechained sloppy
Half of the DJs playing the same raingurl copy
Mier over the bar or Jewels spinning in jalopy
I’m oddly Perturbed by yuppies cosplaying UK bashment
I stumble as I pay my five for entry
Spilling tea holding up pterodactyl-sized pinky
All over her prized Givenchy
Halloween themes and quotas are cute
Until the white neighbors falsely tell cops somebody’s shooting
What you doing?...
[Hook 1: Savan DePaul]
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
[Verse 2: Savan DePaul]
“Top of the apocalypse to ya
Can I dodge collapse with out-of-body maneuvers?
Come for the final dance of life, stay for the peace of mind
Leave when your cooked hide carries the subtle scent of ecocide”
I for one believe that this here rave represents freedom
These riddims might just last as long as we need ‘em
Is this sentiment or alcohol?
If I spill pure feeling like filling, will you willingly down it all?
Our collective rhythm spontaneous
If I bare my all, can I scratch surface beyond subcutaneous?
If I spill pure feeling like filling, will you willingly down it all?
Our collective rhythm spontaneous
If I bare my all, can I scratch surface beyond subcutaneous?
[Verse 3: Syzy Gal o00o]
Ho hah, ha-ha ho hah
Ha-ha ho hah, hah-hah heh
Ho hah, ha-ha ho hah
Ha-ha ho hah, hah-hah heh
When the doldrums set in
My heart start fretting
My blood forgetting to circulate
And another day is killing
The vibe is chilling
The movement's feeling, to circulate
And I don't know what it's doing
The radio's booming
The TV is screwing
There's nothing left to do
But get a big fat check and
Cook a chunk beef steak and
Wash it down with merrymaking
Get on the move
[Hook 2: Syzy Gal o00o]
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
Uh huh, I can't take it no more, take it no more
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
[Verse 4: Syzy Gal o00o]
Word is out
There's a... about
He digging you in your doubt
I'm freaking you in your clout
Don't lash out
There is... about
Keep him under your scout
Fore he be cleaning you out
Don't look back, the past is overestimated
But the truth is underrated and the loop is to be fated
Tock tick tack the clock is ticking
And there ain't no fucking thing
That you can do
To make it win, to make it losing
Drop that thing, ain't no point in carrying
It's just a heavy burdening like a stupid diamond ring
And here's nothing left to do
But get a big fat check and
Cook a chunk beef steak and
Wash it down with merrymaking
[Hook 2: Syzy Gal o00o (+ Savan DePaul)]
(Uh huh, uh huh, yea yea yea)
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
(You need to, you need to)
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
[Verse 5: Savan DePaul]
They found the dox details in my homie's OF
Caught her hiding in the nightclub coat check
Throat-less, hate blades left no neck
Hotep slang eugenic stained codex
Soaked in Nuwaubian pedo text
Music industry full of Z Yorks, you see it whole sets
Live or studio flex
How dare you bark black patriarch in front of my own decks
This is between you and me, ignore white queers, don't fret
Roll up my sleeves for the fade, huh, I can postpone sex
Long arms have no rest
I'll turn a king KIA, get D1 opened, chess defense more vexed
My fashion game and hand speed have gotten so fetch
More ways than one the pole stretch a ho next
Make a couple eye sockets go X
Let's get this rave popping, I'll be sure to phone Dex
You'll get this work with no checks
My shit is flurry cold fresh
Bust and leave you wide open on a stereo flex
[Hook 2: Syzy Gal o00o]
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
(I can't, I can't take it no more, take it no more)
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
[Hook 3: Savan DePaul]
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
No slave, we gon see death of the cruelest firms
We spray destiny, flesh has been freed, yes that’s what you deserve
[Bridge]
That's how we mash up the dance
No plans
That's how we mash up the dance
No plans
That's how we mash up the dance
No plans
That's how we mash up the dance
No plans
[Hook 1: Savan DePaul]
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
[Outro]
When we shatter their world, what beautiful new ones we will make
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