Film For The Right Brain, by Perennial

Film For The Right Brain

by Perennial

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1.	Tick Tock Bang 03:07	lyrics	buy track
I walked upon the lava freezing fortune's form of folly I'm a hopeless codependent but I die frozen lonely Yo Diz, lets commit synaptic genocide So we can lure a couple wheezy fans, kill them run and hide Please, shit ass sycophant, smack your inner vestibule Arrest a fool and smash his fuckin face into a can of drool Grab a ratchet tool and crank down every last flaccid stool So if you think I'm cool I'm not I just got these glasses at Ross Goddamnit... I think I finally fuckin lost it In this dr's office fostering frost bitten grey matter Off this caustic tangent of causing rant raven flatterers Of finalized friend-zone fuckable strange-bird nutters Your pussy ass starry-eyed perennial died Go fuck yourself Hyde, my heart flutters in stride Well this scalpel is almost palpable, tearing holes gaping wide Wide-eyes nervous twitching, end staring aside Chorus: I got shot down… spun and hit the ground So my profound performance ordered an ordinance for Omega One, spun Alpha, beginning became end Now I bend self to stretch what I’ve felt till my brains melt I got shot down… spun and hit the ground So my profound performance ordered an ordinance for Omega One, spun Alpha, beginning became end Now I bend self to stretch what I’ve felt till my brains melt V2 Briar patches scratched me up but I was never fully stuck Box o' chocolate concord dream gave a clever Sally fuck I forever rally luck, cuz I never had the brains to cope I'm just a feather on the wind braced with pains and hope Fuck my throat is dry... Sick of screamin help me But tis the fuckin season to stop asking for sympathy Though I figured a formula to scrape my way out Leave the pretentious fuck you alls and turn the blame about What the fuck am I doin, I never knew I could assume this Humble civil liberty on my feet to consume fists Concrete facelift, bones rearrange within my temple Foe with a fractal base head dead change akin fly mental (Yo that's a fly whip!) Uh, Thanks, but it's just a rental Parentals always watchin corners for my fractured temporal To fall out outa my skull and shatter on the pavement Where the sidewalk ends I tripped and splintered on the grave pit Chorus: I got shot down… spun and hit the ground So my profound performance ordered an ordinance for Omega One, spun Alpha, beginning became end Now I bend self to stretch what I’ve felt till my brains melt I got shot down… spun and hit the ground So my profound performance ordered an ordinance for Omega One, spun Alpha, beginning became end Now I bend self to stretch what I’ve felt till my brains melt V3 No more corruptible codependent tenant remnants Contentments pouring in, drown the last infectants Sound the fast trekked chants, bang the gong in celebration Erect the final totem and some fail-safe fortification Calcified pineal, frozen stagnant century Slow- motion, movin out of simple fission free Dumpin all the rash decisions freezin fire jumpin hoops Insert clever filler line here... Uhhh oops My alley cat chicken coop loops synapse disposal Disdained valley rat traps Sally drag bag proposals Cali made rag tag brigade paraded century Cascaded jaded curtains casting a faded shadow jury Murder me and set me sailing on an oceanic journey Hurry before fortune catches up and tackles mercy I'm dukin nukem, conducin roos brewin fury Lucid leery shoutin on my knees god cure me
2.	Open Season 03:27	lyrics	buy track
(Verse 1) I coated an exonerated armistice of bliss, with Slick limerick gimmicks that won't produce happiness Throw up a truce of tragic sense, and past tense, latency Bating the ramifications of grave slave laboring Saving the grainy mangy things with crippled wings and broken dreams To paint the fainting dame straining to bang for fame and bling Never ending severance of feather plucking damsels I thought I dumped you in the river with a brick tied to your pigtails Never offered for resale, but back stocked the lot of em' And traded the sawed off shotty for some sloppy fun Looting marrow he sung, then she hung the deacon Who's self inflicted bleeding gave no reason for treason So leave the meat hung, in the window sill to season With maggots so the dead shepherd can eat when he comes And fill his clean mug, with repugnant sludge And redundant brother love knit so tight you can't budge (Chorus) To escape the vacant open season of keen bulimics I came to reason with the meanest and defeat the genus Of copious overlording fontleroy dragnets With cavernous precepts seeded with over confidence Heathens who's dominance often makes me vomit And leaves me dumbfounded that they can even talk at all but I was taken to the future and shown the world of Perfection without halfwits and labor day hurdles, cuz (Verse 2) I am the patriarch of pagan Demi god heads That claimed no authority but demanded great providence And left when lawlessness was overrunning consciousness And then hence came the second coming of ungodliness Where rotting menace base heads traced their names in Monolithic ruins writing over knowledge they left So they dug us cradle graves and, defaced our race with Plagues made for stable naves slaving to chase a fifth Then suddenly we became fit, to bear the name human Through true sips of pure porridge then more anchored fluid And more deities tuned in, then threw mana to Druids And sent kids with new deoxyribonucleic-acids Banishing the last of the bad apples and fallen flaccids And at last the mask lifts for all to see who's the baddest Atlantis rises from ashes to uplift the radest And en gratis the bastards are judged before the enigmatics (Chorus) To escape the vacant open season of keen bulimics I came to reason with the meanest and defeat the genus Of copious overlording fontleroy dragnets With cavernous precepts seeded with over confidence Heathens who's dominance often makes me vomit And leaves me dumbfounded that they can even talk at all but I was taken to the future and shown the world of Perfection without halfwits and labor day hurdles, cuz (Verse 3) I took a trip to Baghdad, ate some bacon the pagans had Then King Solomon locked me in a dungeon cuz you know he mad Then fucked all 700 wives and Jesus said oh he bad And jammed the new testament up his ass cuz now he the fad But after all the radical ass backwards lectures I beg the pleasure of a last word lest I be put to rest sir Could all the gibber jabber and laughable half baked measures Be less of god but more of man's interpretation and conjecture? A simple answer cannot suffice teacher or learner The complexity is impossible to not vex you further It's a conundrum that doesn't summon truth or reason Until you let it go and know that death is the only way you'll reach it And many will beseech you to keep reaching for the answer But the only way to know is to close the book on this chapter And no fear of rapture should drive a stake through your gut Cuz you're a Titan, a bright light in the fight to wake up (Chorus) To escape the vacant open season of keen bulimics I came to reason with the meanest and defeat the genus Of copious overlording fontleroy dragnets With cavernous precepts seeded with over confidence Heathens who's dominance often makes me vomit And leaves me dumbfounded that they can even talk at all but I was taken to the future and shown the world of Perfection without halfwits and labor day hurdles, cuz
3.	Cold Sweats (feat. Elias Nava) 03:22	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 (Perennial): Dropped in the caucus of entrapment Trampled a half hazard passerby commandment Damned if I do or don't hope smote song and dance Left without a fighting chance to stamp out sycophants Smack a fast talker before he barks snarky stanzas And harken a warlord tryin to smash a fanzine mags fuss No trust or faith when they pack our lunch bags for us With pseudo crust festering with a sour gagging must I'm here to choke the simple vogue chody Draco antics A roaming mako here to make you take a dive to Atlantis And thrive in the antics of the Renaissance revampers Suffocate the plastic laughter of the captive dampers My heart's packed with coal stress broken atop my stomach Compressed it with lyrics hoping to birth a diamond from it Somethin out of nothin sunk and dunked in function And debunked the assumption that crumpers snuffed my gumption Out of a sobering smash box half cocked disaster Arose a mad thrashed jock past Ragnarok master And returning to the world of normal casts of plaster Was impossible so I tossed lots of rocks at ever after Verse 2 (Elias Nava): Been a minute but i’m back, bitch They talkin bout all of our actions We smokin and flickin the ashes Ratchets in the back pack zipped With a ratchet on my mattress Bitch is hotter than a match-stick Yo I played your song and she laughed quick Keep talking that shit, get your ass kicked Yo, I spent all my time with a pen and a pad I never did drama, i get in the booth and i get on a beat and i rap It was like 1 or 2 years back Dylan came over and showed me some tracks Said that the shit we was spittin was crack I hopped in the booth, and he told me to spit, then the kid never quit, yo it happened like that And yeah we seen your video bro that shit was fucking wack Falsifying gun-lines like your really tucking gats But we know real G’s live forever and you punks get jumped and slapped You ain’t really bout it bout it and that’s just the ugly fact They wanna claim that this ain’t hot These kids get sick as chicken pox They know we got the city locked Yo, they all thought the click was soft They wanna front like they all gods But in those cuffs they got to talkin Now the hollows's in the spot and ain't no one that kills it harder Bridge (Perennial): I dared Icarus to fly too close to the burning sun My mind yearned for earned mass appeal but deserved none Where the fervent win bets for wagering on self I swerve belligerently and end up on the top shelf I believe I’ll die in wealth with withered health beside me Hiding in lies, trying to find a way to better timing Fly away with hopes and dreams, forget lonely screams Floating off to the frothing grottos with lots of streams Outro (Elias Nava): I gripped that mic and boy i knew it was a bold risk I knew they'd hate but I still never gave a fuck 'bout what a hoe said And i ain't comatose yet So dope i'll leave you waking up in cold sweats
4.	Sake Bombs 03:09	lyrics	buy track
(Verse 1) Pick your ass up, my hammer smashes the fans of Fungus muncher dolly fucks and twerking distractions My fury's been foretold in hosts of prophetic stanzas And alas I'm a menace to the political factions I might stab your grand larceny farce of a fickle bandwagon I'm a gritty fighter of the enlightened last stand dragon Save the hand-cannon blingy twisted lyrical infection You're dumbing down the populous with mind numbing intention Packin on an intervention to the shadow boxed menace Hence these ungrateful tenants beg the dregs of opulence Lost in a desert so dry they forgot the feel of bliss And this painful remembrance lingered as you faced your nemesis Content while seven sisters christened monoliths And the Tonkin catalysts continue duping stupid kids And the proof's mad aloof unless you loose intellect For medusa screwed the Buddha and caboosed retrospect (Chorus) We're dropping saki bombs, I came to drain your last battalion Impeach the cretin stallions, and sour the shallow men Corralling the foul and corrupt bathed in the blood of kin And feed them to the shadows they birthed in the bohemian (Verse 2) Here's to stompin' out the fires of hierarchal legacy Pleasantries fizzling lack luster squire past fancy And entrance the last majesty of tragic pageantry Crows killing doves, omen comes shining blatantly Gating the mantle, caulking off the temporal fractures Hello I'm the doctor, the one the monsters can never capture My wake is cursed with the lost race of time lords I lurk in the shadows of the ones that came before Tethered mores to poor paupers with massive spirits Cut the meat off the carnivorous and fed them tidbits Till they had nothing but an empty cavernous existence And blitzed the pixilated presence of the ambiguous Hark the mysterious herald angel of effervescence My byzantine dream of fractal utopian assimilation Foreboding code of ethics and Provoking semblance As I activate every sleeping star child's intention (Chorus) We're dropping saki bombs, I came to drain your last battalion Impeach the cretin stallions, and sour the shallow men Corralling the foul and corrupt bathed in the blood of kin And feed them to the shadows they birthed in the bohemian (Verse 3) On the morning at dawn of the end of revelation I'll awake to the song of time's magnificent patience Foretold for generations and suppressed by Masons Perfection bows and offers wretches salutations Tricked by the ancient ebb and flow of time The guardians held back as heathens sold souls for a dime Watched them unknowingly dig their own shallow grave Until they crumbled under the very power that they crave And now the trap is set, all are poised to commence To ground the rest of us and leave them pining for penance But they'll just die with the tenants of rotting irreverence And writhe in the fires they set ablaze for the peasants So as they're sucked into the void that's forever overcast Always looking back, tracking the nexus of the past That foiled their most clever and put them all on blast The gilded matron'll laugh and say the first shall be last (Chorus) We're dropping saki bombs, I came to drain your last battalion Impeach the cretin stallions, and sour the shallow men Corralling the foul and corrupt bathed in the blood of kin And feed them to the shadows they birthed in the bohemian
5.	Chasing Fables 04:06	lyrics	buy track
(Verse 1) I hate to break it to you but I ain't what you drank and threw up I'm not a 2 buck chuck but a uppercut up the gut of new stuff I grew up tough, and lived a thousand lives too much My mind is fucked up and cut from archam asylum bruised up I mused much and drank in every fuckin thing about you I lied to myself and said I hated everything you do But it ain't true, the pagan in me even prayed to make it work out Then I tossed away the thought and patched up my inner clout Fuck it all, I made the call and gave in to my desires Plotting hollowed pockets of water to put out the coming fires You don't have to push it down, I know you want it as bad as I do Or you never would have smiled like I pierced your eyes through I get it, this is more complicated than strangers sittin Across the bar locked in an instant all fiery and smitten But you know it's meant to be, your playing games in a reverie That make this field of dreams more level to see these falling leaves Chorus: I threw a rock into a frozen pond hoping to make ripples But all I did was break the ice and toss in a few nickels Wishes thrown upon a soulless ear covered in icicles And all I can offer is this bouquet of star thistles (Verse 2) I lie awake, head aching and taking time to make courage Thinking of all the things I did to mistake and discourage This hankering nervous nelly felt the jelly down my spine And I can't shake the world enough to make the stars fall in line I fuckin hate you because I love you and I can't fuckin have you I feel like my mind is gonna implode trying to cut through All the logical reasoning and the why's for cannot be Rearranging reality calloused me in this fallacy Monocle over my third eye, squinting to see through the lines Of this gift basket and whether strings come attached to it And if so should I unwrap it and pretend that nothing tragic Will come of this so bliss will at least slightly touch my lips, but I can't drown out the how bouts what ifs and why nots For my mind is bending logic 'round these consequential thoughts Looping past a reasonable doubt and ignoring the losses I've been whoring out my sordid story to afford what the cost is Chorus: I threw a rock into a frozen pond hoping to make ripples But all I did was break the ice and toss in a few nickels Wishes thrown upon a soulless ear covered in icicles And all I can offer is this bouquet of star thistles (Verse 3) Now maybe I can make the ice melt and conjure waves like the ocean If you could just get rid of your guilt and find devotion All you do is cater to others and do nothing for yourself I think it's time you stepped up and took your feelings off the shelf I gotta be honest I'm not stopping till you give in You told me you have feelings, so why the fuck won't you bend This is getting frustrating, waiting on a change of heart I wish I could just go back and rearrange it from the start Take back all the wasted time I spent chasing her to no end Lonely code of misanthropes poking holes in boats to mend Ghosting sober notions mostly coping with the aftermath Stoking coals and holding close the burning inner wrath Broken song and dance, passed on this bastard of a trance Cast a spell with a crass clad doppelgänging chance Clogging my arteries with tar and I can feel my heart stopping Slipping back into blackness as I felt it start dropping (Chorus) I threw a rock into a frozen pond hoping to make ripples But all I did was break the ice and toss in a few nickels Wishes thrown upon a soulless ear covered in icicles And all I can offer is this bouquet of star thistles
6.	Gods of War (feat. Lauren Elizabeth) 04:13	info	buy track
7.	Three Legged Octopus 02:47	info	buy track
8.	The Truth (feat. Mac Frost) 04:04	info	buy track
9.	Aquarius 03:34	lyrics	buy track
(Verse 1) I'm stuck within a halo looping self proclaiming sinners Where a judge hung the jury crossing off soft misgivers My symbol quivers, loosing golden arrows full of piety My divine eye squints half blind to high five anxiety The panther inside of me quietly stalks a lost sheep Then Aslan pounces shredding gashes with his teeth He drags the bloodied carcass back to the lords of flies I watch in awe as they rip it up and smear the blood in their eyes I don't know why but I suspect a certain hubris reliance I'm the captive man of defiance in a land of ceramic giants I am but a witness to the chaos of lost guidance As the world burns I hold a hand to my mouth in silence So I walk away, with a snarky smirk across my face Remembering the division between the secular and chaste I am the alley cat that walks the fence to greener pastures Indifferent witness to a feudal dispute entrapping masters (Chorus) I have walked, through darkness and the Light caressed my cheek Know-ing not what truth is real, or Which path I should seek (Verse 2) I flogged a shallow mystery, distant and blistering Until the pus filled truth surfaced malice made christening Where simple kings bathed in the song of the spirit And the ones drowning in diamonds strained to hear it I had the fear gripped, held tight around the neck Pardoned wreck of the faded plagued millennium in check Blind sided by fostered glory and passion put to rest I offered my lustered story and spilled liqueur down my chest No longer vexed, as to the notes the sad sing Longing for solace cuz they're not lauded, it's maddening That someone could produce something so beautiful Then be shunned and burnt as crazy like its irrefutable Through time I let loose all my rage and doubt Stood between the empires of god/satan clout Let the shadow out, and trounced piteous ministry Then stamped about the fires of insidious infinity (Chorus) I have walked, through darkness and the Light caressed my cheek Know-ing not what truth is real, or Which path I should seek (Verse 3) I dug my head out the sand after ostriching for ages Squinted across the desert of dried land and shackled cages Mirages of prophets appeared tossing burnt gospel pages So I crossed off all the holographic renderings of sages And then I ran amuck in this cluster fuck of hooded lepers Decaying fragments exonerating self from guilty pleasures Writing letters with serpent venom addressed to holy men In hopes that paper cuts will infect humility again But when I was a child I drank blood and ate the saintly body Of the investment return of earth's greatest prodigy And then I clicked my heals together and turned my nose up Took drugs and drank till God became a close up And then I drifted downward towards my cowardice Casting shadows bigger than a fuckin papal chalice Never enough screamed constant tossing aside contentment And now I'm left with a bowl of half complacent sentiment (Chorus) I have walked, through darkness and the Light caressed my cheek Know-ing not what truth is real, or Which path I should seek (Outro) Lo-nely hollows left behind Where Crystal fields shine bright The an-swer came as clear as day Seek not to find the light
10.	Heathen 03:54	lyrics	buy track
I don't fuck with superstition, listen to the fixed position Runnin ramped backpackin through the wilderness of fission Composin time frozen in bars withholdin ice cubes Where nice muses run cuz I'm a Jekkyl-Hydin vice dude Plagiaristic bitch, twisting up, bitten written word Sippin syrup like, fuck you, acid spittin wickedness And I'm a white, Quasimodo-like, fuckin rapper nerd Crackin molds, reclusive, lettin loose a plaster cast of sickness Stupid, I sip lighter fluid so when I spit I spray flames Brighter than the lamest bitch with waka flacka games Too simplistic, 2 bucks thrown down for a quick hit Fuck your fake crack pot a lotta sloppy second shit Fuckin lame ass, stop it, before I blow off the top of it Cuz I'm havin, mad problems, coping with the counterfeit Stop the vacant loudmouth crowded antics drownin out So sound it out, ethereal, hollows kickin power clout (Chorus) Compress the life lessons, eyes wide at sight of sentiment Flows bent, on self destructing knuckle headed bigotry So listen to these pleasantries, eye gouging imagery Burning through, impotent, has been, limp-dicks Compress the life lessons, eyes wide at sight of sentiment Flows bent, on self destructing knuckle headed bigotry So listen to these pleasantries, eye gouging imagery Burning through, impotent, has been, limp-dicks (Verse 2) My, third eye's, been lazy ever since I gave a fuck Take a break from hater players slavin over dumb luck Lackin fractal brain power, save the pain, dying hour For me to lay to rest this recipe for slayin beats, as Greater kings that came before, knocking louder at the door Than Andre the giant crackin heads to chowder on the floor Sordid mantel maskin plastic features of deceit With, sour apples, worm filled and maggot covered trees Rotten gardens, decaying on the inside before showing Traces of, death molding, stunted from growing Cloning apparatuses, neighbors components stollen Whole plots of land, manhandled picked apart and frozen So I'm just tryin to breathe, amongst the sick and diseased Plagiarize this bitch, greased the manifold with yeast So I can rise above the clouds of acid rain past the massive pain And encapsulate the problems of the world within my mainframe (Chorus) Compress the life lessons, eyes wide at sight of sentiment Flows bent, on self destructing knuckle headed bigotry So listen to these pleasantries, eye gouging imagery Burning through, impotent, has been, limp-dicks Compress the life lessons, eyes wide at sight of sentiment Flows bent, on self destructing knuckle headed bigotry So listen to these pleasantries, eye gouging imagery Burning through, impotent, has been, limp-dicks (Verse 3) Draining cysts of blood and water pouring from spear holes Crooked bookend bitches riddled with crippled cameos Goddamn hoe, flow-ridin, boozin and, blowin dro So no matter what you do you cap the bar mad low Can't rise above nothin, frontin with a fuck the world mental Child-like, temporal overloadin motion sensor pretzel Content with level set, bevel off the candle handle Lightin eyes, wide glare effect scandal transcendental My cortex, connects to pose a threat to your vortex Torsion tore your neck and made your spinal chord to flex But differences assimilate as threats that are real So I'll expose what I know in subconscious piecemeal Hidden within the creases of diseased, rolling paper Caped crusader raining present moment facing, darth vader So for now I'll pretend that I amend recession contenders Bent on the destruction of concussion defenders (Chorus) Compress the life lessons, eyes wide at sight of sentiment Flows bent, on self destructing knuckle headed bigotry So listen to these pleasantries, eye gouging imagery Burning through, impotent, has been, limp-dicks Compress the life lessons, eyes wide at sight of sentiment Flows bent, on self destructing knuckle headed bigotry So listen to these pleasantries, eye gouging imagery Burning through, impotent, has been, limp-dicks
11.	Reaching Out West 03:30	info	buy track
12.	Kill Your Demons (feat. Elias Nava & Indigo 03:58	lyrics	buy track
V1: I've got an aptitude for smacking fools bragging as they laugh and drool Lacking basic synaptic action face down in a shallow pool I see you stalling mystified as I smothered looks of wicked mongers You need to crawl back inside your mother and cook a little longer Fucker, this good luck, proved to be too lush, I stumbled and bruised much Then crumbled and puked guts, I fumbled these loose sluts, just trying to bust nuts What? Never had a lover I cared to discover more than a glimps while I'm hiding above her Wide eyed with fire man, third eyes like spiders man It's high time you cited your lines, you fuckin biter, damn I'm just a blind driver riding a bike on a high wire Inciting a sniper to fire on your piety and light desire But fuck it I'm tired... I tried to be inspired... I strive harder in spite of lack of time fighting not to fly mired V2: I seem to die every time a part of me wants defeat My tongue is harder in my cheek than a nail in a martyr's feet I am the hopeless corrosive dosage of holstered components All these dopeless composers boasting the most loco dome hits Posin with the Joker smokin a stogie slow roastin a pony Holy ones told me half my soul was decomposing and moldy But I wore it more boldly, hoping I could strangle some phonies Or at least bang a few whores, jeez, can I get an amen, please? I know this crap is sac religious but I laugh at your convictions The fact you take this serious is sad you sack of minions Who asked of your opinion, you're mad that I won't give in? I'm and addict with prescriptions pissing on a Merovingian My head just keeps spinnin... Dead from chasing women... Fed up from dosing broken minds groping for a place to fit in V3: This soulless lack of focus is grosser than halitosis Your corrosively packed hope kits are stasis locked and bogus This pagan copped a bonus when a Mason sought to de-stone this Drank some fago and awakened pasted with makeup throwing fits I clenched my fist and lent my wrist to a damaged broken chick Bristled with a stroke of vintage hope we're a copacetic fit But I'm mostly a corrosive kid, coating up my throat with spit Gloating as I spat upon your grave you token psycho bitch Doting focal point of croaking vocal tones you hopeless toad You stole the trope of misanthropes to paint a lonely homeless road Soaking up the lost causes and bronze homage to mediocre I sat and stroked your joke of an ego looking like a feeble ogre Fighting to be sober... Amidst shooting stars and green clovers... My acid fractured scull needs closure so fuck it bitch bend over V4: I cloned a masochistic vision of giving women incisions Then stitching inscriptions of misgivings that turned them to bitches Conniving and viscous pissing crimson and spittin sulfur Arriving suspicious limping and cringing with piteous dull words This is insidious that culled herds poppin off hideously down turned Backasswards jackin it to geriatrics I'm the miscreant of flow nerds You're the bisquick mix of limp dick figures slobbin on my dip stick You sick picket bitches pickin misfits to cripple your shit quick Nibble on this a little bit before you bow to the rebels You meddled in a bed of dead head fed up combustible devils I'm better than these malevolent heckler peckers infecting pedestals Levelin potential before it's perfected by plucking petals
13.	Issues (feat. Masetti) 03:56	lyrics	buy track
(Verse 1: Perennial) In a broken hearted dream of contempt and malevolence I dreamt of a place mixed with power and innocence Transfixed on the resonance of laughable indifference I slunk betwixt the pestilence and maladjusted crimson lips The fission of a passionless half devil's advocate And a man that smiles like he strives to make the vile laugh again Now that's a friend, living in the midst of deserts lonely and Hoping rains will come and make the prickled cactus bloom again Nonpartisan hooligan, byproduct of gruesome bliss The schools of persecution twisted by a muse's kiss Cuffs bruising wrists, cruising to his doom in fits Bemusing why entombing self would rid his life of avarice The loosing bits of foolishness where never to consume again The looming awful aftertaste was welcomed with a youthful grin His tears became a pool of gin, drank until his heart gave in And laughed up at the rain because the pain became his medicine (Chorus - Masetti) We may not see eye to eye But know that I try, I try This is just a struggle that we live through I feel like I survived the lies Finally starting to realize We don't have to make everything such an issue (Verse 2: Perennial) Raised as a born again so death was all the more akin When silent nights were hoarded like a fortune made for lonely men Broke the coma, rose and left my halo bent up on the shelf Ground some nugs of crystal bud and blew the smoke to hide myself My eyes have never lied but half my life I was asleep When I awoke without regrets my better half was in too deep I shook her faster, begged her, then some nervous laughter But assuredly she cursed me further sinking to disaster Her sleep became deeper but her subconscious would eat at her Till caverns filled with ether hollowed and depleted her I planted a seed in her but she refused to believe a word Now the tree in her began to take root in the meaning of her But that's all a lie, just a hope I have inside For every woman I loved smothered by dogma alive I played the savior, plagued the jaded angels But rattled cages made them crave more chains for their ankles (Chorus - Masetti) We may not see eye to eye But know that I try, I try This is just a struggle that we live through I feel like I survived the lies Finally starting to realize We don't have to make everything such an issue (Verse 3: Perennial) Looking back I see how ignorance and blissful belligerence With childlike ambivalence conflicted with my bitterness Returning to the balanced glimpse of miscreants and petrichor Where cryptic blends of rigmarole compete with mystic folklore An eclectic eccentric, infected by contagious wizardry Adolescence fought for life beneath religious conditioning So I loath tradition and I'm a cynic and bitter thing Surrounded by a moat discouraging sirens to sing The sight of Midas-like fiction made a fight or flight vision Devising a life like description incited a Christlike division So fuck it, I'm frost bitten, lost with this moss grippin Tossin' my rotten digits for bionic thoughts and ambition But I'm on a mission to kick inflictions and create greener pastures All I'm after is to craft idyllic memories for ever after Or perhaps I'm just a bastard, blasting favored masters Entrapping disaster in a canister to banish all the raptures (Chorus - Masetti) Something is wrong with us Don't get involved with us No no no This is not the trouble that you've lived through I feel like I survived the lies Finally starting to realize We don't have to make everything such an issue
14.	Vanish 02:39	lyrics	buy track
V1: I'm just a misanthropic bubonic topic, pushin demonic Intoxicant droppin chronic that'll make you catatonic I won't fuck with a sonnet, shit just gives me dry heaves Lately I've been hating trees for creating jaded falling leaves But I'd never hate the sun for baking them to death Cuz then I'd have to hate the nebula that first gave it breath The galaxy, universe, and everything up above The malice keyed in this verse is what every king is made of Who knew I had a knack for this, backpacking rap and shit Captive with fear of abandonment branded parataxic Blasting off into the ravenous mandibles of Hannibal Looking back into the dark beyond hope for something magical Trachea split, blatant pain to break the abyss Picking locks to hearts rusted over from shit and piss Lists of master vixens casting spells beyond physics Havoc ridden and frost bitten from wise guy gimmicks Chorus: I came wrapped in plastic, tragedy in a package And that quack bag lady dropped me head first in the basket My mind was shattered, and they didn't grab the receipt So they taped me up the best they could and threw me on my feet But my knees feel weak, though I don't think I show it If I shut my eyes for too long I think I'm gonna blow it These bandages are skin color and I keep rotos in my eyes A painted smile and bright eyes to round off the disguise V2: Despite my twisted non fiction and malicious conniptions I'm gripping the system and picking up lively ambitions Conniving and viscous, don't blink or you'll miss us Blister pus and wrist cuts gutted tracheas for fist pumps And wishes turned to fiction from blitzing prescriptions For sick diction mixed vicious with lively descriptions And mystery twisted up in a crispy bliddy blunt Who the fuck gave you permission to be a wicked cunt? I happened to pick you up in the midst of sinister history It did to me what's meant to be and bent levels of treachery Let heaven see this messy beast you made yourself out to be And proudly crowd the clouded balcony that sadness seeds This bastard has a hankering for banking on mangy things Clipping angel wings and basking in the pain of screams I hang my painted razor blades shaded in hunger pangs For days past when I believed the lies told where bells rang

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released April 4, 2019

Mixing: Steve Weatherbie, Notebook., J Canan
Mastering: Steve Corrao, Notebook.
Production: Life And Death, 2deep, Tido Vegas, Mac Frost, Screwaholic, Hala-X. TwanBeatMaker, Cloak Beats, Benbi, ThatKidGoran

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