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von CMPND

Spazzing a bit chilly capture the feeling all bittersweet
Staggered imbalances in between I counteract and switch to steed
Spank my fans and sank my fangs into the beat
Didn′t catt and teethe back my speech with accuracy and
Put dash into my battery to please
Battered on a Saturday casually through all the travesty
Released a bag of grief

Keeping it simple say I'm not with the bulls
Bibulous participants take all the minerals
Come for the chivalry sheer for the lyrical wines
I′ll be clipped I'm just spitting the syllable critical
Hit on a ziggie I lift off, swerve get my kicks from


But everybody hate me like Chris Rock or maybe I'm brave and
Twitching my face making my brain tick tock with the clock
And it is what it is cause it isn′t what it′s not
Get busy but I'm still gonna cot
Take pills on the real or I′ll stop
Raise mill bills over spilt milk till it pops off
Ski with a bunch of embarrassing characters
Roll or get Rocky and Tadigan

Stabbing and sever the threat till we sit in the can
And will never get levelled the efforts are valiant

Nothing changed, still the same
In the sun or in the rain
Got it done with no complaints
Spitting fun, we ain't playing
Nothing changed, still the same
In the sun or in the rain
Got it done with no complaints
Spitting fun, we ain′t playing

It's a long old road to the goal
You ain′t gonna get there doing what you're told
You'll get left in the cold
With a long walk home in an old pair
Of creps with a sole full of holes
Nah I don′t wanna go there
When I show off I make the game no fair
Like oh yeah, you′re a role playing addict
It ain't you who framed Roger Rabbit


I ain′t gonna blame my habits
I ain't been getting mine it′s time to go grab it

I'm magic, I′m a machine throwing out heaters
Go Go Gadget

When I touch a beat I will toe tag it
They want what I got like Bilbo Baggins
I'm just getting started I see a lot of so-called artists flagging

I take to the sky like the Goodyear blimp
The world could be yours and it shifts in a blink
I'm into this deep you mingle with sheep that simply can′t think
Or at least for themselves
I release an opinion and hope that it sells
Shit, I′m just thinking aloud cause I ain't got a lot more to tell

Nothing changed, still the same
In the sun or in the rain
Got it done with no complaints
Spitting fun, we ain′t playing
Nothing changed, still the same
In the sun or in the rain
Got it done with no complaints
Spitting fun, we ain't playing

Used to roll out with Houdini escapists
Working the late shift brain ticking bomb threats

The no control crowd pour drinks on the snout no stopping the contest
Spit parts in the junk yard cat
Funds are low and the fun ain′t that

Eyes rolling, lungs collapse
Storing spunk in crusty yats
Collecting shades and bucket hats

Super cool slash fucking twats
I love all that
Oblivion where nothing's ever white or black
Every night′s a title match
Hyper tribal piles of trash
This is not a game of Jenga why the fuck you tryna stack
Beep beep in the A road day glo
Knee deep in smashed circuit boards

Bottles brains and tattered halos
Stare at home record with the curtain drawn

Ergonomic burger sauce
Self-destructive A.I
Control the mouse with sharpened canines
Mutter thoughts it's just a game right

Nothing changed, still the same
In the sun or in the rain
Got it done with no complaints
Spitting fun, we ain't playing

Nothing changed, still the same
In the sun or in the rain
Got it done with no complaints
Spitting fun, we ain′t playing

Nothing changed, still the same
In the sun or in the rain
Got it done with no complaints
Spitting fun, we ain′t playing

Nothing changed, still the same
In the sun or in the rain
Got it done with no complaints
Spitting fun, we ain't playing