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Frusciante
03:41
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(Verse 1):
They don't call these bars cuz they're straight. They call’em bars cuz the restraint that it takes./
To face your mistakes, then turn pain into faith, position bars along the way that you paved./
To guide others along the wave u create.
Sonic enlightenment, fam, just be brave in your faith./
Cuz steel bars? They were made to detain.
But real bars? These bars?? They're the way u escape./
So please, relax, if u make the mistake of thinkin’ life's sweet here, you gonna skate to your fate./ Peace.
When the beast get to moving out, I get a groove about, a little puff in my chest like the Ruger's out./
A bit of funk in my flesh, like I'm dead inside, but oozing out.
Spouting all this truth from mouth./
Paid dues so when the time comes.
I'm cemented as one of the illest ever, get ya rhymes up. "/
(Hook):
Keep it real, you ain't as funky as me.
We just wanna be heard, you just wanna be seen./
That arrogance will get u slumped in the streets.
Listen close, yo, nothing is free./
(Verse 2):
Barricaded in this haunted enslavement, taunted by heinous, awful, deranged men, for there watches, and bracelets./
Chained by the chains on their necks, awkwardly placing God on their chest, while they walkin’ wit Satan./
Y'all wanted fame, this exhausting display is, gonna get someone killed...coffins encase them./
All cause your causes are baseless, lost in the matrix, tryin’ save face until u walk around faceless./
The unknown. Fear that there. The death howl, you gonna hear that there. The let down? You gonna fear that mirror./
I bet now, it can be no clearer...I'm the illest alive, and y'all still just weirdos./
Not weird like eccentric, I mean weird like, u do that dumb shit for acceptance./
Desperate for a blessing from the demons who infect us. That bad air will leave you wheezing till u breathless./ Gone.
(Hook):
Keep it real, you ain't as funky as me.
We just wanna be heard, you just wanna be seen./
That arrogance will get u slumped in the streets.
Listen close, yo, nothing is free./
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Blue Gardenia
02:41
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Eye to eye in the night
He seemed so lonesome
And I was right
"Is this seat taken, handsome?"
He said no, and smiled
Music was far too loud
But I could hear his pain
Rising glasses in the crowd
We'll sure meet again - somehow -
The reason is you (x2)
Cheerish the life
Be glad you are at
Like a starry night
Cheerish the life
Be glad you are at
Like a new found light
We started to dance
Never mind the tune
Spinning in a trance
To the wink of the moon
Cheerish the life
Be glad you are at
Like a cat with a box
Cheerish the life
Be glad you are at
Like your favourite socks
Cheerish the life
Be glad you are at
Like a starry night
Cheerish the life
Be glad you are at
Like a new found light
Cheerish the life
Be glad you are at
Like a cat with a box
Cheerish the life
Be glad you are at
Like your favourite socks
The reason is you...
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SKG Landing
04:15
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(Verse 1)
Rap insomniac numb from the venom tongue /
The thrill is gone but it's nothing where I'm coming from /
A penny for your thoughts it's food for the soul Journey down Insanity it's been a long road /
Learn to make a living off of words in a sentence skills to pay the bills cuz your talk is not expensive /
Born on the wrong side piece to the family thousand-mile stare from the time that I'm traveling/
I account for every second every minute that I'm in this the highs and the lows is just a test of my commitment /
Call it what you want check the resume and catalog bars are the exhaust when all the lights and the cameras off /
U see the grind change the words to the images cut from a different cloth vivid from the lineage /
It's been a long time from the place that we begin watch the world turn as I see the record spin /
(Verse 2)
We came out the gutter man it's life from the cement collars busting out like I was rocking the v-neck /
Came from powdered milk cold showers and short sweaters now we're living through the audio so we can live forever /
Time is of the essence and we live it never wasted the land of broken dreams like the cracks in the pavement /
Book about your life man with anybody read it we took a different route and the shit was never scenic /
Land of the free and the home of the beautiful grinding all your life you never know what life will do to u /
Never really had it but I guess we really had enough so now I touch a little something and we start to live it up /
Wrote The scroll like the words in collages /
And if we're at the end and you can hold all of yall applauses /
So when The thrill is gone that it's back where we started the beginning is the end and the rest unregarded /
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For Sale
03:18
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Mr. Collage Thessaloniki, Greece
Mr. Collage is a music producer from Greece. He crafts his style around the traditional hip hop sound, utilising the use of
samples as well as recorded instruments. A kaleidoscopic array of beats is produced, lots of collaborations take place in the studio and on stage while
travellling around by his sampler and a couple of synths to share his music.
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