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O.N.Y.C.S.
03:20
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Faces flash a thousand thoughts to entertain my mind
and I've just gotten used to holding piping, closing eyes
My life before you was a grey line.
Ask for money, dissapear, the poor magicians hide
and I've been here three months and change, but gave it to the last guy
My life before you was a grey line.
Obligatory New York City Song
I earned these bags under my eyes, worth more than D&G
My fiery heart mousches my tired body down the street
And Frank had sang a song to me, I can make it anywhere
But if there is a better place for me, I do not care
My life before you was a grey line.
Obligatory New York City Song
The sounds, sights and the sun holding me down like tape
Made up of the hopes millions of people let escape from their heads when they dream.
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Growing up I thought it was the right time between hard labor and the robots taking over
now I know that I was wrong.
'Cause I found out that the secret to things was not pitching fusses over broken strings was the key to it all
But so did everybody else.
Exercise, Allies and Drives
Exercise, Allies and Drives
Exercise, Allies and Drives
Gonna make you live forever
Ii might make it as long as, 96
but i wont be retirin til apocalypse
because i know,
my world's capitalist
if I stay in the present its good for me
did I take my fish oil and my boy b3
how did anyone live, in any other century
Exercise, Allies and Drives
Exercise, Allies and Drives
Exercise, Allies and Drives
Gonna make you live forever
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3. |
I
02:38
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I could be your contacts,
I could give you the view of your world back,
and I know you'd always have your eyes on me.
and I could be your handbag,
I could all that shit you hold back,
and when you get loose, you'd throw me off your shoulders
I I I I I, I I I I I I, I could be.
I I I I I, I I I I I I, I could be.
Baby, I could be your wine glass,
Take the edge off and ask you to relax,
And you know I'd stay inside the palm of your hand.
And I could be your bra strap,
You know I'd always have your back,
and when you get loose, you'd throw me off your shoulders
I I I I I, I I I I I I, I could be.
I I I I I, I I I I I I, I could be.
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Walking down the street I see a big man tatted head to feet and he's lookin real mean,
But he once just a baby too,
Pacifier and all, get in trouble using crayons on the wall, hundred times you done fall
Yeah he was just a baby too,
I bet you shit, I bet you sleep,
I bet you cry, I bet you weep,
And I bet you're scared, almost all of the time,
I bet you know a couple nursery rhymes,
You were helpless and sweet, just like me, baby.
Orange president, orders McDonalds for his special guests, cant believe i must confess,
That he was just a baby too.
Probably doing more of poopin pants and tryna shake his rattle, and then less of legal battles,
But he's still really stinky,
I bet you shit, I bet you sleep,
I bet you cry, I bet you weep,
And I bet you're scared, almost all of the time,
I bet you know a couple nursery rhymes,
You were helpless and sweet, just like me, baby.
If you see a human that you don't know walkin up and you, happen to be wearing blue, remember,
He was just a baby too.
If your just too priviliged to relate in any way, shape or form, and your brain needs reform,
They were just a baby too.
I bet they shit, I bet they sleep,
I bet they cry, I bet they weep,
and I bet they're scared, of you all of the time,
and I bet they know a couple nursery rhymes,
They were helpless and sweet, just like you and me, baby.
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5. |
N'Due Dehlai (Explicit)
04:24
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I stand too close, take a deep breath in like the wind came from god,
But man oh man, never seen a single human too odd.
The cart it gallops, doesn't wait for you to get out of the way, it'll end you
Heavy souls, and heavier soles, fleece pants and ACAB chants,
Feel the hurt, N'Due Dehlai
Feel the hurt, N'Due Dehlai
Feel the hurt, N'Due Dehlai
Feel the hurt, N'Due Dehlai
Pop a champagne after quarantine pain, the designer dressed cries
At the taco bell the cig bitch laughs into the phone, ha ha ha ha ha ha
We all want drinks and we all hate pain
And man, even those two we can't agree on
But can we say we want any part of his life
Feel the hurt, N'Due Dehlai
Feel the hurt, N'Due Dehlai
Feel the hurt, N'Due Dehlai
Feel the hurt, N'Due Dehlai
He just smiles when you walk on by,
And you acknowledge the fact that he lives in your world
Because in his world you are alive,
He just smiles, when you walk on by, by, by
Now I see him every now and then when I walk past by
I learned to say good morning, good evening, good afternoon
Seemed like the few phrases i should know
Oh, the things that i'll never know.
Feel the love, N'Due Dehlai
Feel the love, N'Due Dehlai
Feel the love, N'Due Dehlai
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Pirate Cosplay
03:33
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I know we've got it real good,
A/C and internet life,
But I dream of trying to take with our lives a stake.
30 years lost in a chair,
But gunpowder in nose?
Name more excitement than that. (i'll wait)
I can't get you out of my mind,
This is happens all of the time,
That image of you bed, in deep velvet red.
I can't think straight half of the time,
And I'll have that body with lime,
And I'd turn about if I could, but I can't.
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7. |
How I Feel
02:49
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To be clean and caffeinated,
To walk out on Friday afternoon,
To see faces you know dearly,
To be three drinks down, with a fourth in your hand.
How else could I explain to you how I feel?
To remember something precious,
To catch all the trains on time,
To hear thank you from the thankful,
To see eye to eye.
How else could I explain to you how I feel?
To be free, to be considered,
To have some time alone,
To feel new love inside you,
To catch up on the phone.
How else could I explain to you how I feel?
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Young Old Guy (Explicit)
03:14
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My daddy's widowpeak shines on my head,
And mom's canker sores are old neighbors downstairs.
When I do lunges, I'm sore for a week,
and I walk around like somethings stuck up my butt.
Probably should get a personal trainer,
Hope their workout doesn't break my retainer.
I am a young old guy,
Scared of flourescent lights,
Sick and tired of being sick and tired.
If I have beer then the next day i'm dead.
And I wouldn't dare drink one on a weeknight.
If I drink coffee, I'm on for an hour,
And right after that, you can't ask me for shit.
Probably spent over 10 grand on doctors,
All those bastards ever told me was I don't know.
I am a young old guy.
Apparently, my ailments are
Unexplainable by modern science.
But I can still run if I need to get away,
Still add 15 and 9 up in my head,
Still make friends when i'm in the mood,
And in 30 years i'll be sitting here,
Pain and breath, craving sugar and beer,
And i'll re-evaluate and say,
I am a young old guy.
I am a young old guy.
I am a young old guy.
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I'll give you $100,
And you tell me to fight a defenseless hanging,
I'll give you $100,
And I'll follow a pattern of pointless actions,
I'll give you $100,
And we'll perform as hard as we can on nothing,
I'll give you $100,
For me to punch, punch, punch!
I'll give you $100,
And you mop up the sweat and wash the towels,
I'll give you $100,
And I'll make awkward eye contact with a stranger
I'll give you $100,
And we'll perform a plethora of maneuvers,
I'll give you $100,
And then, I get to jab, cross, knee!
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Anonymous Alcohols
02:57
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There's a reason for this madness,
So many people killin the sadness.
Can't be sure of anything anymore.
The world's gone to hell and I don't know what's in store.
But few things are better than your throat getting wetter with your friends,
Drinking anonymous alcohols.
Losing your mind, losing religion,
Thousands of years, lacking precision,
I've had so much I can't even walk in a straight line,
Why do i insist on having more than my body deems fine?
Few things are better than your throat getting wetter with your friends,
Drinking anonymous alcohols.
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Whitewater Rafting Guy
02:30
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Hard plastic, fantastic,
Scenery for the 1500th time,
I've got time, it's what I save,
If time is money, well I'm getting paid so well,
I have fun, in the sun,
I'm the one that gets to call the shots,
Here comes a, big one boys,
Don't fall out.
To be a whitewater rafting guy,
I'll make jokes at your expense and take guesses at the tide,
I'd say 34.
Two forward, three forward,
Rule #1, keep your feet tucked in, have you
all done this, this before?
Well, I got a rope here just in case.
This one time, we got stuck,
On that rock right there, we were there for hours,
Can't wait to eat my sandwich,
It's Cuban.
To be a whitewater rafting guy,
I'll be sure to give dumb names to rapids like,
Blue Hole and Tombstone.
Did you guys have fun?
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The Little Prince
05:06
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Strange, how it feels when it begins.
Then it becomes routine.
Tell me how can you crave excitement,
When you don't even leave home in your dreams?
Where's the logic?
Where's the logic, in this?
There was a boy, with wanderlust,
Journeyed among the stars,
Stories were strange, but the point of it,
Leaving your comfort zone fills your heart.
So ironic.
So ironic, is this.
Now as you scroll from life to to life,
Gazing at what they do,
Please, take a hint, there's nothing like
When your choices become really you.
Man, it's tragic,
where's the magic, in this
So ironic.
So ironic, is this.
Where's the logic?
Where's the logic, in this?
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Crude Oil
02:10
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And I've been fine,
I've been happy to be alive,
Don't wanna sound sappy but, you know.
You never once complained.
And I heard once,
If it's you thats getting all that you want
The other ones livid, but you know,
You never once complained.
And I know that it's chemical imbalances inside your head that keep you unhappy.
And you know I would take or trade or pay away this illness that will keep you unhappy.
It's oil,
Crude oil,
Swishing all around around your head.
And I've been kind,
And I've been funny
And I try to spend all of our money but, you know,
You never once complained.
And you've been kind,
And you've been funny,
And you can't count to seven with money, but you know,
We'll always keep the faith.
And I know that it's chemical imbalances inside your head that keep you unhappy.
and what I wouldnt' or say to take away the illness that will keep you unhappy.
It's oil,
Crude oil,
Swishing all around around your head.
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Woo
03:43
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Let's check in. Are you having fun?
Yeah, I know i'm not the only one.
And if I move in closer,
If I show you the moves,
If I told you I need you,
Would you know what to do?
Let's go, lets ditch the party now.
I need something slow, come on baby slow it down.
And if you move in closer,
I'll tell you my 401k.
Do anything I can do, to make to you stay,
if that's okay?
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Being Alone
03:53
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Saturday morning, i'm alone,
Just hearing my heartbeat.
And in that time I say, how could it be?
That I, am, so in love.
But the love, you're thinking of.
I'm in love with being alone.
It feels good to be on your own.
Please don't try to call my phone.
'Cause i'm in love with being alone.
I can't believe I got all this time, and I
I'm gonna waste every minute.
When you think, who did you offend?
You didn't, you never have to bend.
I'm in love with being alone.
It feels good to be on your own.
Please don't try to call my phone.
'Cause i'm in love with being alone.
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I'm Gonna Love You
01:47
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I'm gonna love you no matter what comes our way.
I'm gonna love you.
We'll be together until we rest in the clay.
We'll be together.
People keep asking what the secret is.
There ain't no secret.
I'm gonna love you no matter what comes our way.
I'm gonna love you.
I think that you're the catch, girl.
You feel the same about me.
If there's a secret, then that's it right there.
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