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addictive behavior, ridiculous taste for ritual ways
to get through individual days
the women they say, getting all the paper and the bitches to stay
around you for your residual waste, right?
wish we could stray from these criminal ways
cause really what's so almighty bout a fist to the face?
a kick to the taint, right? hypocritical traits
but see weall play our parts to keep it dripping it paint
fresh and new but so old, the oxymoron goes on
a knock on the door will float on
until we get up off the floor, the cure will mosey on
unnoticed, I'll rock this floor with cold palms
just to see the reaction of personality reenactments
originality is the past kids, we're passed it
so see somethin you like and match it
because obviously nobody is willing to craft it
brainwash (x2)
you see it's kind of like what drugs did to hippies
one hit for fifty, you'll start seeing dumb shit it's trippy
you'll be unzipped and zippy, come sip recipes
oops I meant recipe, sorry I am tipsy but
you don't have to be under the influence
to be under the influence of what is sickly
but chuck the frisbee play along it ain't wrong
we got beer and these chicken drumsticks are crispy
wait, where the fuck's my sixteen?
I was writing and now I'm spitting conscious (risky)
hip hop's walt disney, I'm lost I'm dizzy
must be sizzling somewhere under the sun I'm sticky
too caught up in my own bullshit to form a full thought
but my goals are just like wigs, I could pull it off
grab a molotov cocktail, shots up
shots for all, ignorance is bliss, we gon pop it off
brainwash
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[verse 1]
he told em seize the day, but they didn't listen to him
now he's gonna make em wish they had before it was
too late, the orchestra's tryna keep up with his organs
heart's pumpin I'm swarmin in the eye of the storm
that's what korey does
yo, the artist formerly known as
conformity's gold stash
merely near the rear of borderline dope trap
oracle bone scratch
create a force that he won't match
normally norman bates with a pure vocation through vocab
objecting every objective, it's all reflective
subjected to the obsession
of relevance to the millisceond
i will infect with the illest message until you question
your own credibility mimic me and you will be wreckage
[hook] (x2)
oh i am killing in the name of
fake thugs shall take drugs but when will we wake up
And face what's raised in conversation?
what do you say bruh?
[verse 2]
i exert so much energy
tell myself not to become unstable
but fuck labels, don't wanna sound redundant
don't wanna sound unable
i'm a beast, i'm a dog, I'm the new zach de la rocha
when i kick it i assume that they are low tops
young and restless like a soap op
cierra tu boca, open your eyes through your optic nerve
then observe through your ocular
dropping words from philosophers
gosh at first, maybe it seems jocular
but just watch and learn
comets passing astronomers
waiting until the wise concur
[bridge]
i am officially under your epidermis
the epidemic has surfaced
so come and get yourself serviced,
i'm under arrest for verses i've done molested and burned
i'm uninterested and merciless
nut nobody ever seems to understand what my purpose is
So i realized i'd had to spell it out perfect kid
D I E m, see ya, who the person is
versus myself I murked him and now I emerge
the undeniable surge
don't you dare try to diverge
[hook] (x2)
oh i am killing in the name of
fake thugs shall take drugs but when will we wake up
And face what's raised in conversation?
what do you say bruh?
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[hook]
when will i learn (x2)
when will i learn i have none to concern
when will i learn (x2)
[verse 1]
i've been floating here subconsciously
what you really want from me, it's prom,
and you brought ya mom and you think hot shit
it's really comical if comic will depict a bomb dropping onto my city
but the problem is we'll have romney getting all nervous
if he is the prom king of 2012 and obama's gone, silly
it's the fucking politician drama if he raps about
it then he must consciously self aware
it's illuminatiing in the air
better grab an umbrella, dumb fella, if you shop IKEA
get a chair and now sit the fuck down
little boy if you gun sounds when they flare
[hook]
[verse 2]
once upon a time, welcome to the new order
make a few hoarders have a yard sale
give it all away for like two quarters, crossing huge boarders
it's the posthuman, postcivilized
it is silly thinking most will survive
toast we're alive, no ceilings 5,
repetitious tongues, reptile eyes
when a style dies, it will revive
vicious cycle stuck in the cylinder
bunch of pillagers sucking venom from your gee willikers
need a phillips so
i can get screwed properly, you not a beast, you got a leash
You got a mask on, aku aku, got you a trap,
leap like polamalu ballin like a sack
but i'm not a quarterback
[hook]
i am on the 3 dollar bill, chill
don't wanna be bothered I will demolish you
wee molecules to an organism
you can't not compare, you are forced to listen
i will brainwash bite a face off
rudy eugene in a face off
got a few dreams gonna take off
fuck a routine, this my day off (play ball)
floating in the same boat
every real rapper know a drake quote
but they fake though, yeah they photoshopped
company invented rap, robocop
I am bobo skee rotten totten
I live and die by the handclap
If you live a lie, get ransacked
I will synthesize over band tracks
will you sympathize? na
[hook]
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i am the beast that i worship
breach through the surface, fire breathing serpent
worse at first til you adjust and just
muster up enough courage to upper cut, what what
feelin the rush and fighting when it is subdued,
i come through it's one love and one feud
do you really wanna feel something fierce
that could pierce through the skin and appear so clear?
do you bump to the baseline? or succumb to a base line?
that's what i call facetime, you chose the wrong spot to taste wine
that's what i heard through the grapevine
that's what i heard through the grapevine
i'm about to resurrect as a boar's head
i'm more or less just a blemish on the forehead
of corn fed motherfuckers with four legs
(the sheep herd has just entered the city)
i'm offended by shitty mc's actin witty
i must end all the pity and trust me i'mma hit these
guys with a force, you can live and die by the sword
i'm gonna survive through the war
Rise from the floor, you will be fried and scorched
i go harder than the spinal cord of dinosaurs
we need a clean up on aisle four
don't even try to score, you have so many miles more
stuck on that tiled floor, oh my oh my
i am falling from the stork's mouth
i guess this is what they're talking about
do you bump to the baseline? or succumb to a base line?
that's what i call facetime, you chose the wrong spot to taste wine
that's what i heard through the grapevine
that's what i heard through the grapevine
make em itch and claw and pull their hair out, no remorse
show the force of a million voldermorts,
lengodium leviosa, look closer i float like a ghost
and i roam these halls at nights, i'm a freak of nature
all it takes is a piece of paper, no peace
good grief my ways are so drastic
make you go back and listen again that's it
my slapstick strategy, comic relief
to justify what they don't wanna believe
i will conquer and stomp a monster
i'mma monstrosity so uh who's stoppin me?
anyway, i'm dreaming in a dream so i'm not really awake
But i'm not asleep, pop a wheely and break
got the helium tank, and my soul will lift up
somewhere above my head I'll let it go with a hiccup
do you bump to the baseline? or succumb to a base line?
that's what i call facetime, you chose the wrong spot to taste wine
that's what i heard through the grapevine
that's what i heard through the grapevine
posthuman
do you bump to the baseline? or succumb to a base line?
that's what i call facetime, you chose the wrong spot to taste wine
that's what i heard through the grapevine
that's what i heard through the grapevine
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released December 31, 2012
all tracks produced, recorded, and mixed by korey costa
artwork by spencer simone @_ss_ss