1. |
TAKEOFF
01:41
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Hello to everyone on flight 206,185
This is your captain speaking. We’re flying at an altitude of thirty seven thousand feet, and our airspeed is eight hundred miles per hour
Let me address the elephant in the room: I know making it onto this aircraft wasn’t the easiest thing. At moments, it may have seemed like the most selfish thing
But let me assure you that all of our loved ones would have wanted us to be here; Believe that you’re here. Accept
I am going to quickly get us away from these parts to the best of my abilities for as long as I possibly can
Let us use this time to reflect on what got us here and what kept us here. Let’s spend these next moments present, thankful, humbled, aware
In the meantime, I’ll be pointing out landmarks, moments in time and space, a few inevitable disasters and some really remarkable forces of nature
Don’t forget to place your feet flat to the floor
Your exits are non-existent
Brace for impact
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2. |
PARTY OUTSIDE
02:27
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One problem
I only got one problem
I’m strapped to this bomb
Stressed to the gods
Pray for a code
Pray for a arm
Prey of the day
Day of the dead
Pick of the grave
Hand to grenade
Loose of the grip
DNA spray
They told me not to party outside
First time I heard it at a party outside
Never trust two eyes
Party outside
First time I heard it at a party outside
We get’n captured for data
All my folks in a scatter
Use this song for awareness
Don’t trust all appearances
Ask your people for clearances
They not scanning for viruses
Stand clear of appliances
They’re all rigged
Cameras is all here
Stay in ya bunker
It’s only been ___ years
(It’s only been ___ years!)
Replacing doors with walls
I’m in a social withdrawal
The cannon’s on me, it’s drawn
I hate we fell for the con
In office got us a Kahn
The planet feeds off the brain
This section’s built for the brawn
Don’t pay the price of ya arm
Don’t pay the price of ya leg
Don’t pay the price of ya lung
They got us under a thumb
They got bleeding for crumbs
Finessin us from the womb
They keep us swimming in clues
Don’t won’t give us the water
I’m sick of reading the room
They wanna lead us to slaughter
I’m sick of reading the room
We’ve been forewarned
Things ain’t solid plus shit storm
Toss votes just the prick gone
Even tho the color get picked off
Gotta wear cloth to have guard
From uncureable cough
Unlearning laws
From unpureable gods
While maintaining at unlivable odds
I’m worth a diamond
Even those have flaws
I’m free as a bird
But even those get bars
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3. |
DOMESTIC TRASH SERVICE
02:09
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Domestic trash service
Keep the bag birkin
Keep the eye lurking
Keep the op serpent
Keep the cut surgeon
Keep the plot certain
Double our profit
they’ll kill us for surging
Double our worth
and they’ll kill us for nothing
Domestic trash service
I’ll remain bogus
I’ll retain focus
I’ll remain in motion
Forever mourn the ocean
Wait forget the notion
Double our profit
they’ll kill us for ________
Double our worth
and they’ll kill us for nothing
Domestic trash service
Pick up in the morning
Dumped before ya yawnin
All without a warning
Finessing seeming charming
Lost without a garmin
Trading air for garments
Bred and raised for combat
Cannon in the arm rest
Cannon hit for progress
BANG
We push, no moving forward
Hard describing normal
Quick in need of portal
Gas is lit through convos
Virus makes the combo
We all got left for compost
Left to bathe in pyro
Perspective stuck on gonzo
Hardest pill to swallow
Do what ya can
just stay with the payload
Everything fast
just keep with the pace slow
Work too hard
to keep with the pay low
Do what ya can
just stay with the payload
Everything fast
just keep with the pace slow
Work too hard
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4. |
TIME/SPACE [ft. LILI K]
02:39
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Never want for something
you can’t even build
Can’t profit off something
that you can’t reveal
There’s honor in doing
the work in the field
Believe when I say
don’t worry bout time
That shit ain’t even for real
It’s draining to only
survive where you live
We’re built for the labor,
they keep what they kill
Got brought to the table
and left with the bill
I can’t even keep up with the time
That shit ain’t even for real
They charged me an arm,
got robbed for a rib
Just stay in the crib,
don’t grow out the crib
Jump out the window,
they’ll build you again
Been fuckin us over for all of this time
So funny, that shit ain’t even for real
Grab a pill, take this here, you’ll be
well prepared, get you floating
through some timelines
What is even real anymore?
What is even real anymore?
Nothing is for sure
Get ready ready
World so heavy heavy
Break the levee levee
Now the water’s fallin down
Get ready ready
World so heavy heavy
Break the levee levee
Now the water’s all around
Get ready ready
World so heavy heavy
Break the levee levee
Now the water’s fallin down
Get ready ready
World so heavy heavy
Break the levy levy
Now the water’s all around
What is even real anymore?
What is even real anymore?
Nothing is for sure
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5. |
HOT ONE
03:42
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Hop up out the bed, turn my water on
Sike, we ain’t even got none
200 degrees it’s gone be a hot one
Escape it with a pill
I’m might just pop one
Hop up in my dune buggy
just to break some laws
Sike, we ain’t even got none
Got a laser shotgun riding shotgun
If I don’t have to use it
I’m the lucky one
Hangin from the rope
Hangin from the rope, I know
Hangin from the rope
Hangin from the rope, I know
Hangin from the rope
We put our trust in the internet
Everything’s hittin a pinnacle
Pretending your section is at a rest
Delusion can prove to be fatal
The banning of color was major
Invention of value was flagrant
Remember when mourning was sacred
Remember when morning was taken
The night has been 24/7
We hide in the plain
Can see us when you
change up ya angles
We speak from the lungs
to cypher more air
The lack of the shame
made us famous
Not from where we from
Still on the run
When more people come
could be dangerous
Damnit you livin so spacious
100 babies locked in cages
If I had a limb
I would free em
Carpe diem
Got my denim by the thread
Venom sippin jug by the liter
I’m alleviating all the pain I’m feeling
Tell me what the fuck are we breathing
Can I get a lung
Can I get a new back
the pressure on it weighs a ton
Upgrades for the maintenance
Updates for surveillance
Clockin us every minute
Discredit all our premonitions
Predetermine all our situations
Fuck it we sick of the waiting
selling a cure and we
sick while we waiting
Fuck it we sick of the waiting
selling a cure and we
sick while we waiting
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6. |
DROWNING
02:08
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Drowning’s only tight
when the temperature’s right
Drowning’s only tight
when the temperature’s right
Drowning’s only tight
when the temperature’s right
Drowning’s only tight
when the temperature’s right
I’ve been operating
on another tone
Bring my dogs together
while we hunting for a another bone
I’ve been operating
while I’m on my low
Bring my dogs together
while we hunting for a different goal
I’ve been operating
while I find my soul
I’ve been operating
tell my dogs to find me by the goal
I’ve been operating
while I find my tone
I’ve been out here drowning,
I’ve been
Drowning’s only tight
When the temperature is right
If you grab the mic
You can say what you like
I keep a pound right by the light
I’m one with the night
Venom in my cup
Got me rolling like a kite
Temperature’s ready
Got me drowning on the low
Temperature’s ready
Got me drowning on the low
Drowning’s only tight
when the temperature’s right
Drowning’s only tight
when the temperature’s right
Drowning’s only tight
when the temperature’s right
Drowning’s only tight
when the temperature’s right
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7. |
PRAY
01:45
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Not a lot of color out here
Never water round us but we can still drown here
Can’t believe I’m still down here
Don’t tell me baby that I’m down here
I’ll just pray
I’ll just wait
He’ll send help my way
I’ll just wait while they prey on me
Grave filled with faith
Baby at the bottom you can find me
Silver lining baby cannot find it
Came here digging for a bigger diamond
Ain’t no lacking too much don’t remind me
Too much trauma it ain’t worth rewinding
Time is longer call it anaconda
I might end the drama
Roll in pack because I know we hunting
Skewing us up like we in Benihana
Come in directions I call it contra
You cum in directions that’s kama sutra
No reason for leaving the harbor
the boat and no water
No leaving the cut without shooter
Got blood under cuticles
I’m sick of just moving through cubicles
While y’all just praying to crucifix
Watching my back with my candle lit
Need some direction can’t handle it
Short on my string like a mandolin
Stepping outside is like gambling
Rolling snake eyes on the corner
My soles have been stuck to the bottom
I’m hoping you call me a martyr
I used to be feeling immortal
I used to be feeling immortal
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8. |
BLACKBOX
01:13
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AIR CREDITS Chicago, Illinois
Up until this point, Air Credits have brought back many warnings from the nearfuture. After endless ricochet between timelines, the band has found themselves aligned with the present one. The moment is now. Believe That You’re Here.
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