1. |
Got It
02:28
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Born strange, I think I'm really honest
but I won't change unless I think I need it
so I won't change, been finding where I fit
I think I'm post-race, unless I'm just an idiot
I'll invite you to my room all the time
Cuz I got it if you want it
Okay, I think I'm all about it
and I won't stay and be the one without it
and I'm Full of Snakes but what the hell is that
it means I won't take it unless I think I need it
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Sober
02:16
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I'm freakin out, I can see roses inside of your house
they weren't from me, probably her boyfriend or family or something
I'm freaking out, I'm freaking out
outside of your house
I feel so old when I get sober
I'm smoking for two, I can see roses inside of you too
and if he comes out he'll meet the unfriendly end of a shotgun
I'm freaking out, I'm freaking out
outside of your house
I feel so old when I get sober
when I get sober
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3. |
Philadelphia
02:58
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It's trash but it's ours, abandoned with no past
and that leaves a sour taste in my mouth when I go out
Clap for the power of man I will clap at the power
But me I will stay in Philadelphia
I was attacked by some cowards
and it hurt, it hurt so bad
but it taught me what matters is that I'm not made of glass or plastic
Clap for the power of man I will clap at the power
But me I will stay in Philadelphia
I slipped the Muslim cash through six inch thick security glass
and we grabbed our bag of snacks and got high under the overpass
We climbed the wooden stairs and make pretend they aren't there
underneath his hidden stare where everyone hates everyone
Clap for the power of man I will clap at the power
But me I will stay in Philadelphia
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4. |
Mr. Softee
01:33
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This street sat around me
I can see you inside calling me
I can see you inside calling me
Last week, when you hung around me
I can see you inside calling me
I can see you inside calling me
Next week, I bet you'll run around me
I can see you inside calling me
I can see you inside calling me
Now the weak and gentle older me
Is thinking 'bout your insides as they cover me
thinking 'bout your insides as they ruin me
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Black Chicks
02:47
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I'd rather die, she said, then go to work
Righteous
You're gonna do both, but when I'm alone with you I feel so dope,
Righteous
I feel so chic, when I'm alone with you
I feel so fiendish
Righteous
I watch you sell from the streets
But, when I'm alone with you, I feel so cheap
Righteous
But I'd rather give up, then feel, acceptable
Now there's cum on the floor and I hate myself
I hope this goes away
But I know it won't
I see her in you
I feel so good, and it feels alright
Now the black chicks and brown chicks afraid of my whiteness
I've said it all before but they still can't tell that there's cum on the floor and I hate myself, I hope this goes away
I'm on the floor from the weight of my belt
I never had a culture, no, I raised myself
and if god is a woman then I'm going to hell
I hope this goes away
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00:40
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White Devil
03:36
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Here we go, and I speak like I don't know what to say when they're around you know, I feel like a chump
I'm 17, I'm 17, I'm 17 and I like you but your parents are racist and old
Fuck there's a guy with a gun on the back of the bus
and he said I'll be waiting for....
what white devil asks, this is his life
so look like and talk like him too
but know that I will haunt you
There he goes, down the street no down the road
he wants to crawl into the place that he crawled out of, what a dump
I'm 17, I'm 17, I'm 17 we're just black boys who ain't in on the joke where we hate white boys
Fuck there's a guy with a gun on the back of the bus
and he said I'll be waiting 4
what white devil asks, this is his life
so look like and talk like him too
but know that I will haunt you
For the rest of time
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8. |
French
00:52
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9. |
2012
04:05
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Faithful, Faithful, I'm older and get more hateful but also I'm grateful
It's a Celebration!
Of the megaphone inside my coffin and you can visit often where everybody's gathered to talk, I can walk but I'd rather crawl my way out now
I'm screaming BABYLON! Master, Master
I think that I've arrived. Master, Master
I think that I've arrived! I've arrived!
And he will descend
You'll see...
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10
00:37
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Greyhound Station
04:11
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I'm Malcolm, fists fists fists into the sky
look at the time, let's pretend that I was a ghost saying you should come over and I don't know why, I think I just don't care
Outside any race, I'm pissing pride
and I can be colorful and I'll be white
1969
I think I just don't care at all
Life after youth, can't complain anymore I have to try
I think you're feeding me in order to eat me and I don't know why
I think I just don't care
Outside any race, I'm pissing pride
and I can be colorful and I'll be white
1969
I think I just don't care at all
What the fuck happened to you
NIgga stay on the phone it's the afterlife that is impossible but it's not and I don't know why, I think I just don't care
My god is raceless with Wiccan style and you can become the fool and I'll be the child to the weak and the wild
I think I just don't care at all
Drive
She's sitting in my chair
She's sitting in my chair
She's sitting in my chair
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12. |
Slut
01:56
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I was lookin' down, I was lookin' around
If you send me a picture we'll celebrate
when you're further away you look younger
Shrieking like the Tower of Babel I will show you a mammal
I'll shut it down when I'm looking around
I'll show you a slut
I was lookin' down, I was lookin' around
If you call me a bastard we'll separate I swear it's midnight somewhere
Shananana nothing matters and nothing is sadder cuz nothings wrong we'll pretend if we want
I'm such a slut
Poking through my finger puppet I'm such a slut but heaven's calling for my other half with Christian magic
Lookin' like you'd look in a coffin I will visit you often I will visit now while I'm looking around
I'm such a slut
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13. |
Masturbation
04:29
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Hannah, I love the way you say my name when I slip inside and wrap your legs behind my forearms, kiss and cry and match the balls of glass in our eyes
And I, beside you I feel like a child, time takes it's time, to help the body execute the mind so slip inside and match the balls of glass in our eyes
When the needle drops we can hardly move all night
Red eyes, we walk in opposite directions from where we climbed, I'll never love you like I love myself let's try and match the balls of glass in our eyes
When the needle drops we can hardly move all night
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14. |
14
00:55
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If this is clean I guess I've really lost track
If this is clean I'm in the middle of the line
and I'm not ready to go back
If this is clean I guess I really wanted it
If this is clean I guess i really haven't tried
I guess I haven't really tried
I guess I haven't really tried
If this is clean I really don't think I want it
And if this is clean I guess I don't really care
Cuz I'd rather get high
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Roach
03:11
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Today I got a letter that said "One day I'll be you"
Since I've been alive I think we're getting better, everytime
But I've got more fluid than I know what to do with
Our spirits don't fit in the ground, they just get carried around
Until I pass my sins down
If I cross my legs together in the grass maybe I won't move
Cuz in our past lives we'll reset doomed to float forever
Everytime, It's the fear I'm from and moving to, it's true
Our spirits don't fit in the ground, they just get carried around
Until I pass my sins down
Our spirits don't fit in our bodies, they shift and they switch around
Until I pass my sins down
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16. |
ITAUATT
01:36
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For to make think often about you
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17. |
The Grave
04:25
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Grab the knife and I say please before I turn it back to me
I live this life so leisurely that I feel like a piece of shit
Kill the old cuz they're the weak and toss the trash out that I can't keep
Only the devil doesn't know he's the devil so it must be me
I think I've finally fell, I think I've finally fell, I think I've finally fell in the grave
Toss the trash out that I can't keep
It was old and it smelled like piss
Love is just a hollow box and I still feel like a piece of shit
Kill the old cuz they're the weak, and toss the trash out that I can't keep
Only the devil doesn't know he's the devil so it must be me
I think I've finally fell, I think I've finally fell, I think I've finally fell in the grave
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