[Verse 1: ELUCID]
Napster 99
N***a napping through the lecture
Extra
Spare the long goodbyes
Give me a minute give me five
Stealing home, tie score, black sky
Blue cheese moon, force of tide, long island sound
I dial in you dial it down
Couple hundred thousand watts
ON SOME REAL LIVE
DO HOLD THE LINE
SHE KNOWS KNIVES
I wouldn't trust it if the poet doubt
Afrika Islam loop in the key of my lord
Connecting dots
Outta montauk
SQUEALS OF WILD BOARS
Let the dead talk
War crimes account
Kill the witness
All who seen and listened
System error
Less than zero
Humanity pending
Insanity instinct
If given to takе
Expected
Then wе wait
Who knows the hours
Fingers trace her body
Idle
Corridors of empire
Shadow runner
Falling away
Slopes corner shapes
You be all in the way
I wouldn't trust it if the poet doubt
[Verse 2: SKECH185]
Yo
A generation of social static as a religion
I'm a new jack to pretending
This avalanche ending underpinning a steppers-set with schisms
The evolution from an emotional child to a stoic n***a spending
Was heralded with animated indifference
Calibrated to doling advice after crossed bridges
Fake histories consistently confirmed makes the posturing a monument
More than just a sentence
Unpopular when he died but important the whole time
As mouth of the river as a sculpture to Picasso
There's a statue of his arms at an obscurable goal line
Sorta Roach, slightly Jandek
Feeding public panic with silence
Code switching is poptimism
Catch me playing devil's advocate with Steve Albini's Black friends
The same summer rainbows blacken at the site of a cop being brought to justice
See smoke in the distance
Know it's meaningful and not what it means to you
Byproduct of gleaming the cube
As the mind audits a childhood bleeding through
She built a kingdom out of boxes to box with a world that didn't want her
Sometimes an honest smile's a tenth wonder
These hands build at the sound of beams breaking
So they've been in motion since a teenager
Patron saint of rough edges, they like their soldiers clean shaven
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[Verse 3: ELUCID]
Jenny on the greens
Triple beam pirouette
I live between 2 mirrors
Wipe 'em clean
Pay your debt
I asked the color of your soul
Shortest verse Jesus wept
My n***a birthright is gold
The devil rang but can't collect
Make do with less was yesterday
I'm blessed to say that's dead
Correct
Fade to black
But can't forget
Sneak dissers chomping at the bit
Off rip
I'm in ya sundown town holding my dick dolo
Ain't no 1ups on me see that's a no go
Illegal chokehold
Yellow tape at the needle exchange
Love pigs hate cops like the beat never change
24 hour drones
Go it alone
Blood sacrifice to nomos
Throwing bones
I'm too old to comfortably rock logos
Read the note like Chalino except its off the SIM card
From Ham to Cush to nimrod
You won't cut me out of some shit with my name on it