1. |
Perfect
02:30
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On point
On point
Yes
Did we ever look up
I know I never did
The definition of love
It’s not in the air
It’s you and me
I remember I looked up and said
It’s eternal no matter what they said
We’re forever either alive or dead
Did I ever mention spread in the bed and the head, yeah
Swimming in Egyptian sheets, watch the tempo, gotta take a breath
C’mon
Let me paint you a picture in your head
Carry on, be yourself, that’s perfect
You’re a visual type, definitely mine
Striking curious poses, strokes with unimaginable colors
Giving me kaleidoscopical vision
I will add light
With a touch of white spot
C’mon
But this is fuckin’ perfect
Not that I deserve it
Not that I can do anything about it
I can just shoot my shot
I never miss
But this is fuckin’ perfect
Not that I deserve it
Not that I can do anything about it
I can just shoot my shot
I never miss
C’mon
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2. |
Different JCVD
02:50
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Click click
In what format should I open up
Save it for yourself bottled up
In a compressed type
Cause I don’t give a fuck about it
Dead eyes seeking deadlines,
Counting fast hours between weekends
End up between white lines
Hoping they’d turn silver
Well you made another song
Talking money
Using even Gucci in it
Clap clap
That’s so original
Holdup let me find a fuck to give it
Loan it to you, you’re already used to it
Different
Baby don’t you get addicted
Built different
Fancy foot workin
Built different
Got to make a stance
Built different
Jean Claude Van Damme
I need more
I need it
I got the appetite, I’m gonna eat it all up
Even throwing up blood after it
I’m the man
That’ll hold it, my ground
My teeth I’ll grind
Torn up flesh
Powered up needless
Tyrant, heated till the point of breaking
Burnt out freelancer
It’s mad isn’t it
They be asking if you took your medicine with
A cup of water if you ask some mad decent shit
Like what about the homeless people in the motherfucking streets
Tread lightly
All these motherfuckers wanna fight me
Really? Well bite me
I know there be crooks that don’t like me
That’s proof I’m doing something hot
Ohh, spicy
Fiery bitches wanna know if they can light me up
Give a ransom if you know somebody like me
To find one it really ain’t likely
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3. |
Overture
03:19
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One thing about rappers imma tell ya
It’s a dream of a kid manifesting
Nothing but the inner child with a cool acting
Who thought that the ego was the best tool to work with
Either chasing dollars or euros
All that you do and the you don’ts
Your know how’s and ones that you don’t
Make up your mind not your ego
Couple friends with a couple kilos
Couple benzes with the clouded windows
Mind on clouds with clouded dreamers
Clouded mind, the cloud full of uploads
Work hard, party even harder
These credences in prior
Thought of as a recipe for stardom
!! your answer is wrong
But you were fast at the push of the button
Had a glimpse of it when in the bay I ran
Read a book, got a little bit Bayesian
Couple friends with a couple kilos
Couple benzes with the clouded windows
Mind on clouds with clouded dreamers
Clouded mind, the cloud full of uploads
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4. |
Reverie
02:57
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I wanna spend a hundred years with you
See all the exciting things there are to do
Get bored of it all, sure we could
Go back to the mountains when it’s due
Spend a couple K dough, sure it’s good
Won’t make the difference in your love
Walking past 10’s
I’m not talking in past tense
Green paste, put up an ounce
So basic, got a copy-paste mouth
I’m not making sounds
I’m taking away silence
Does he make you sad
Does he make you breakfast in your bed
Does he look like a bitch
I’m just quantizing tarantulas in my dreams
They were eight of them
Each one had eight hateful eyes pointed at
That girl who’ll be a woman sooner
Than later
I know it’s fiction, pulp is in my brain
Grinding up my vertebrate self
You’re that heroin that I took as cocaine
Yea
Been to a lot of places, I heard the most
You were the best
What’s in my pants gets women wondering, but thanks
Got my wonder woman taking care of it yea
I told her I like the looks
I wonder how it performs
She said I’m good as some, better than most
I said, this bitch be knowin’ me
God damn, I wonder about her stance
On one-night stands
Or she the type to fill up
One of my night stands
Fuck the universe right now
I just wanna be with you right now
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5. |
Polaring
03:45
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I am a
A water drinker
A morning runner
I’m an early sleeper
Conscious renaissance master
I am a
An overthinker
An awkward talker
Heavy drinker, smoker
I’m a nightcrawler
(sane datk, ring, let it ring out)
Let it ring, ring ring
Imma pick it up
Now I’m a prince
Let it ring ring ring, ring ring
Imma hang it up
Next day is blurred hints
Gimme gimme gimme
Push push push
Step step on the neck
Stairs made out of heads
Walking through straight ahead
No spine keeping up the head
They don’t give a fuck
They don’t even break a sweat
That’s two shots bang bang
Over your head
Might have been my point as well
Who the fuck can tell
Not me
Lines burning up
Imma ring again
Let it ring, ring ring
Imma pick it up
Today I’m a king
Let it ring ring ring, ring ring
Imma hang it up
Tomorrow I’m a trick
Ring
Just let it ring out
Strat
Let it ring out
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Sane Datk Budapest, Hungary
lookin at life from a flat in budapest, making music all the meanwhile
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