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Virtual Boy
01:12
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Knock me out before I get a chance to speak
I don’t trust myself to act the way I ought to be
I got things up in my head that you don’t wanna hear
But trust me, they’re sincere
Fuck all that noise, that shit’s drilling a hole in my head
Can’t hear a word that you said
Bouncing around, got me trying to drown in my bed
Fuck you mean, “let’s get this bread”?
I’m just looking to find another me
So I can keep rolling through my fantasies
And not be made to participate in games I don’t wanna play
And amount to absolutely nothing
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You thought that I was different, well I am
But not better, just a different kind of bad
And in the aftermath you’ll see my cape was just a red flag
And I just have to laugh, I snagged your trust, you can’t take it back
And I’ll keep ruining relationships
If I can keep squeezing these songs out of it
I’ll keep being a piece of shit
If I can figure out how to make the crowd love it
Action, camera, lights, I’m Mr. Right,
Till the second you believe that I’m a nice guy
Then I walk through walls, disappear, and fly
Anything to get me out of your life
I know just why you wanna go out with me
I don’t write bars, I write alchemy
I can turn lies into gold
And I can turn gold into salary
Never be hourly, I cannot work on a clock
We do it all on the spot, ready or not
Slip out of your death grip and you get got
I don’t even show up in the shot
Do you wanna hurt me?
Cuz I’m gonna let you in on a little secret
It’s way too late to pass back the pain
And now you’re gonna have to keep it
So you wanna hurt me,
I think I can handle whatever you put me through
If I was in your shoes I’d wanna hurt me too
And I could do it much better than you
I’m just waiting for something to catch up to me
I must have it coming eventually
Losing friends, I won’t lose speed
Cuz I can get away with anything
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Clueless
02:48
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Well can you feel the change in pressure here?
you're struggling to notice,
that we're sick of all these focus groups
and fabricated motives,
It just takes a simple background check to see the truth revealed,
that a room of businessmen worked hard and paid to make you seem real
Tell me who you know from here,
or why your soundcloud disappeared
or which guy you're related to
and how you bought a good review
How's it feel to make believe
you earned the things that you achieved?
So when's it time to finally
just turn around and take our lead?
Get the picture, turn the other cheek now
Get the picture, you're clueless, clueless
Get the picture, turn the other cheek now
Get the picture, turn the other cheek
back to the shack, to the strat with the lightning strap,
do you really think anyone thinks you mean that?
the most surface level grasp of the modern taste
to try and recapture fame cuz you lost the race
So throw on some 808s, maybe add some dubstep
and then you'll finally be on the cutting edge of 2010
and forget why people still come to see you live
and watch the numbers drop while the new heads thrive
admit you're getting old,
your label's grip squeezed out your soul
and now you're trying to use memes when you don't know what they mean
just remember you're disconnected by years from your teens
tell me how it used to be
and how you're free from the industry
and why new music isn't real
then try to reach mainstream appeal
Get the picture, turn the other cheek now
Get the picture, you're clueless, clueless
Get the picture, turn the other cheek now
Get the picture, you're clueless, clueless
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4. |
Cheem Szn
02:44
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Your friends, laugh at some things
you won't tell em till the day that you have to
that you, secretly have
all their songs on your brain like a tattoo
I can't believe you'd let em get to you
But you know you should say so
and you know that you want to
Critics, slam your favorites
Change your mind cuz you feel like you have to
But you, feel it when you
say it out loud and it sounds like a half-truth
I can't believe you'd let em get to you
But you should forget them
You should do what you want to
Don't go looking for fire if you're scared to burn
I bet you want to see us stay miserable
I thought this would be beautiful, now I don't know
but it's too late to avoid it so enjoy the show
Cold out the mold, I suppose I get knocked down by the
wind you're taking in and then expelling from your mouth
expect me wrecking the predilections you came with
not hard to do because y'all come with the same shit
if you're individuals, why you move in a mob?
and shut down other sounds like it's your motherfucking job
you're clinging to a style, it's a sinking ship
hot take: your hot takes are weaker than your riffs
I'm not sorry, I'm not talking bout you
unless you really want me to
I'm the clout police, it's what I do
come down the streets like *siren noise*
I've fucked up more than once, there's no maybe
and if you say you never did, you look shady
everybody wants a piece, and I'm happy to please
but it makes me wonder what they mean
What's the matter with Kenny G?
I won't knock it even it's not for me
What's the matter with KKB?
You can hate the voice and still respect the dream
What's the matter with Sam and me?
you can't step to a couple of fresh MCs
what's the problem you have with Cheem?
are you bitter cuz you can't compete?
there's no, pleasure in feeling so
guilty, just cuz you feel alone
there's no, pleasure in feeling so
guilty, trust me, you're not alone
Don't go looking for fire if, you're scared to burn
I bet you want to see us stay, miserable
I thought this would be beautiful, now I don't know
but it's too late to avoid it so, enjoy the show
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5. |
Overload
01:33
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Quoting me, everybody else is just following me
Sticking to myself, so I’ll keep the goods safe yeah
From a million scary tweets scrolling on my feed
So @ me, what’s the world like when you’re following me?
Searching through my brain is a fucking catastrophe, yeah
So I’m keeping all my thoughts right beside me
Keep my eyes off the prize, I don’t care if it’s mine
I’m online but away from the keys
I wish this was some kind of sick joke
I just find no humor in reality
Try to dig your nails into me as I fade into the dark
I ain’t stressed, if I just press the little x then I’m gone
Not now, I could say so long, and staying’s so wrong
But I need someone to see me
Quoting me, everybody else is just following me
Sticking to myself, so I’ll keep the goods safe yeah
From a million scary tweets scrolling on my feed
So @ me, what’s the world like when you’re following me?
Searching through my brain is a fucking catastrophe, yeah
So I’m keeping all my thoughts right beside me
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6. |
Pay2Play ft Bobby Woody
03:21
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I found the trick behind the music scene
And it’s worked out more times than I can count
I’ve found the secret to this music thing,
And it’s sitting in my bank account
Cash rules my every move, my daily life is stifled by these
Bills, bills, bills, the money train, you’ll follow it to
Hell if I know what imma sell to get my ends to meet, I’m
Broke, better hope you can pay if you want to succeed
Now I want to feel like I’m a star,
All these charades feel so bizarre,
Don’t mind the camera in my face
Just hate the way we pay to play,
I’m not a servant or a god
Just let me do my fucking job
The minimum can’t hold me up
My time slips by, it’s not enough
Cash rules my every move, my daily life is stifled by these
Bills, bills, bills, the money train, you’ll follow it to
Hell if I know what imma sell to get my ends to meet, I’m
Broke, better hope you can pay if you want to succeed
I’m trying to break free, I don’t
Know what it would take me
To see all that I could achieve
Without all of this money
[BOBBY WOODY VERSE]
Cash rules my every move, my daily life is stifled by these
Bills, bills, bills, the money train, you’ll follow it to
Hell if I know what imma sell to get my ends to meet, I’m
Broke, better hope you can pay if you want to succeed
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I’ve got a grievance to air, well maybe more than a few,
sick of the stage that I’m stuck in, no signs of passing through,
We tried to make a tape to end it all,
but everywhere they still compare us to American Football
I wanna shake it up, and change myself
I wanna switch my game but I'm at a loss for help
If that's not bad enough, I'm losing my view
cuz it goes fiction, rumor, now it's the truth
I wish that I met you before you turned out this way,
Maybe you wouldn’t have made up all the games you play,
Don’t know how to feel about the scary things you say,
No I don’t think it’s okay,
Always got me thinking my one shot is on the line,
It’s a sign (and you only like me half the time)
I don’t know any better
cuz I’ve got holes in my brain, and you’ve got holes in your sweater
fuck what you thought, fuck what you heard,
I’m about to blow the top off this shit, it’s so absurd
how we try so hard to distance ourselves and still get panned
we can even play dancehall and they still call us an emo band
I want a new escape, this one is getting old
I need that kind of rush but without the lack of growth
I've had it up to here, but not enough to leave
where else would take me in and let me be me?
fake it till you make it if you’re made to fade away
but if you know you got it then who cares what people say
if we pretend we’re the best we’ll spread our sound to the youth
cuz it goes fiction, rumor, now it’s the truth
I wish that I met you before you turned out this way,
Maybe you wouldn’t have made up all the games you play,
Don’t know how to feel about the scary things you say,
No I don’t think it’s okay,
Always got me thinking my one shot is on the line,
It’s a sign (and you only like me half the time)
but I don’t know any better
cuz I’ve got holes in my brain, and you’ve got holes in your sweater
cuz it goes fiction, rumor, now it’s the truth
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8. |
Worldstar
02:29
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yeah, it takes time
it takes time to figure out it's not worth the fight
but you know when you close your eyes
you be thinking bout her like every night
but you really don't know if it's worth a try
to be honest, it's a truth that you don't want to find
I'm not cut out to just be always on the run
but I thought we'd be the ones to never lose the fun
I'm not sure if I even really want to leave
Just what is up with all these melatonin dreams
face it
I don't play, I don't play, I don't play with you
face it
but you know, but you know that you want me to
face it
we get tired, we get tired, we get tired of this
face it
but I don't want to miss how ya kiss on my lips
we're running out of things to say
and they're taking stuff off of Netflix like every day
I wanna tell you it'll turn out okay
it's kinda crazy to stay,
but insane to think maybe we don't really have what it takes
face it
I don't play, I don't play, I don't play with you
face it
but you know, but you know that you want me to
face it
we get tired, we get tired, we get tired of this
face it
but I don't want to miss how ya kiss on my lips
I'm not cut out to just be always on the run
but I thought we'd be the ones to never lose the fun
I'm not sure if I even really want to leave
Just what is up with all these melatonin dreams
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9. |
Emerge
03:38
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I want so bad to seize my bliss
but when I grab it it always crumbles in my fist
all I’m left with is ignorance
and little bits of glitter stuck on my fingertips
I don’t want to go, i don’t want to do this
feel it disappearing the second that it’s new, it’s a curse
and the worst part is I really thought
I figured out a way to make it stop
but I’m not that smart, I was never taught
how to keep myself going when the going gets hard
I know what you’re thinking
we’re like “this will be the one,” but look, the ship’s sinking
I know you don’t understand
but if it’s in sight maybe it’ll fall into my hands
All I need is one chance, if I blow it I’m done
all I ask, all I need, just give me one
You stay so locked away, I’ve given enough
You want to suddenly emerge to me
You tried to run the way you’ve taken before
You were falling endlessly, endlessly
give me a single reason why i should be
putting this down and picking up drudgery
if there’s a sign that this was not meant to be
show me and make me fail catastrophically
give in to living as one of the many
admitting I’m nothing and knowing there’s plenty of fools
just like me, just chasing dreams
unattainable and basic as they may be
if it’s one in a million it’s us, baby
I’ll never give in, I’ll never recede
I’ll lose all my cash, I’ll lose my beliefs, I’ll die on the streets
I’m a legend and I’ll never get told
fuck that, I’m a god and I’ll never get old
one day you’ll hear this and wonder how I knew
and Imma look real stupid if it ain’t the truth
but I’m making up my mind, put it all on the line
Pushing all my chips in, I’m about to get mine
Don’t believe in it now, but then later you find
There’s no room in the crowd on the wagon we ride
Drive alone just for now, carve a path with no signs
I just know it’s about time
You stay so locked away, I’ve given enough
You want to suddenly emerge to me
You tried to run the way you’ve taken before
You were falling endlessly, endlessly
I’m cool when I wanna be
Smart when I wanna be
Strong when I’m smart when I’m cool when I wanna be
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