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substance
01:33
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transparency, it seems pretty clear to me
that i can function normally
whatever normal means to me
is the same as being stoned baby
i keep it closer to the chest
check supplies
then smoke the rest, maybe
i've sipped and tripped
cause i'm looking for the bullet
it's a task to find a flask to hold before i pull it
i'm thirsty, there's no water to drink
we running out
plus once every nug's been broken down
this record flips around
i need some substance
i just want some substance
"hey, u at the house? u mind if i swing by? cause i'm in one of those moods."
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cradle (the pick-up)
02:14
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hey, what'd u get? jack berry, cherry, or one we haven't heard of yet?"
a new find, a new pitch, a new flavor
something some could savor
do urself a favor
find the point, roll another joint
write another line, split another spliff
keep that head just above the waves
and find something til nothing comes up out the grave
and it's looking for u!
i looked into a crystal ball and saw crystallized
i watched myself shake my ass
like a mystic, i'll say
"residual effects haven't worn off yet.
u best bet i'm a get what i want to get"
no sweat, i shoot out the text
what's next, but ticks?
the process proceeds toward getting lit
maybe i'll take a walk
i'm off the chalk
so i'm doing less talking so often
i haven't had a feeling like this in a long tick
something right was wrong with my top lip
i smelled shit
so i brushed the roof of my mouth to clear it out
i'm backwashing, joshing jones through a spigot
route the spout
without a doubt y'all pout when cub catch trout
and me subsist long enough to trim the weeds
some been supplanted
so my antics and my antique chic bring relief to feet
dance!
oooooh, what u smoking on?
it smells right, smells strong
might help cub do some wrong
release the inhibition
cause recently i'm decently inspired but i need a mission
i pick a point b
i circled round the 48
it felt great but now i'm in this state
and i gotta eat meat from hours
my street feet get tired
i just picked up from wang
so i'm gonna point it back to the house
and smoke this thing
i threw 5 on it
ain't got a dime on me
i smoke em slim
the money's short but i'm doing what i can
"do what u can cub. do what u know u can!"
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3. |
won (instrumental)
02:18
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4. |
show u off
02:21
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i want to show u off
look at this, it's in my hand
that in yours, do we understand?
each other movement
improves this moment
we've been on
but we could show each other off
i want to show u off
we'll step outside and breathe a little bit
back inside maybe breathe a little bit
come inside, baby just for a tick
leave home and show em what we did
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6. |
no thinkin
03:49
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no thing can stop us
no thinkin
the next door posts vacancy
the kitchen's empty
can't u see?
the space here begs for intimacy
low light
a slight glow so we can see
just enough
do u feel me?
heal me, steal me
do u feel me?
no thing can stop us
feel free to tell the world
feel free
u could touch
whatever u want
this will make us different
this could change things
after-thought is just that
save it for the future
this will be the past
there is no camera
there's just our eyes
so feel free to feel me
and feel free to tell the world
feel free
not 1, not 2, 3, 4, maybe more
stop
open the door
cause we can
onyeabor on repeat
in demand
we're still free and
unlocking hands
itch to explore
scratch the skin
open the pores, sweat
analog clocks reset
no telling when everyone else is
but i'm restless
and i'm hoping u can keep me breathless
kill me baby, kill me baby
and feel free to tell the world
no thing can stop us
no thinkin
feel free
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there's a place between sleep and dream
where we can't find no seams it seems
come over maybe we could cast a beam
throw a line, try to catch another feeling to fling
i melted like butter for ya
we ain't even spoke but we all know bout possibilities
and our ability to up the likelihood
soft places, homeostasis
be my basis, we back to basics
soft places, write me a story
tell me anything
please bend my vision
be my VR goggles, be that everything
my body sways and i hear myself say
"u can't stay here"
moment like junk
prince had the punch
by the way, what'd they put in that punch?
cause i been seeing things akin to eye contact
are we back at the same damn time within the same damn minute?
damn i can't quit u
u press continue, i'm trying to get back to the menu
and we been through the sands of time
but when i go to sleep the hands transpose the vibe
it feels like u feel it
it feels like i feel it....shit
"u can't stay here"
soft places, homeostasis
be my basis, we back to basics
soft places, write me a story
tell me anything
please bend my vision
be my VR goggles, be that everything
my body sways and i hear myself say
"u can't stay here"
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8. |
broad
02:00
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there were many
they were plenty
all the times i had before
cum rushing out
please forgive me
if i tend to overthink
sip this drink, drink some smoke
let me open up the door
before, i was another person
before, there was another person
before, i don't need another person
we don't need another person
long hair, short hair
how dare u go there?
u don't care
i've had phases and beautiful faces
found traces in spaces in certain cases
but the basis for this basest of sentiment
is to tell u that u are A+
dynamite, feel right
smart, dark, plus something else
i can't seem to describe
i can't proclaim the rest
i keep the nest close to the chest
before, i was another person
before, there was another person
before, i don't need another person
we don't need another person
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9. |
just (instrumental)
01:16
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10. |
of (pleasure)
02:01
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i am guilty of pleasure
first i must confess
the presence of excess
the absence of the rest
that constitutes arrest
when it comes to good living
mine involves some sipping
a little bit of popping
and a whole lot of ripping
see-saw with the substance
this public oneness
it comes with side effects
u'll see the pretty and the nitty gritty
it got slippery so i burned the breeze
the poor trees had to go down to feed my fire
i am guilty of pleasure
sometimes it seems so simple
to leave it, let it dwindle
except it's in my hair
smell my skin
here's an example:
personality's informed by the creature comfort
which one blankets insecurity?
this one, that one
which fun next?
it ain't complex
we'll roll a footlong stretch
and we can sit and smoke and breathe it in so deep
then we'll maintain our innocence, if u will
i am guilty of pleasure
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12. |
do, be, leave
01:30
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i do, be, leave
i got faith in me
how can i get mad?
what could u expect?
if it was up to me?
some consistency
persistence persistently
none of this half-assed
bed-ridden story
i'll pass
check urself
what u think i do?
barely enough for me
where's the time for u?
in another life
u can feel my skin
can i touch ur cells?
let's compare our sins
i do, be, leave
i got faith me
pressed in elegance
dance at a glance
palaces projected
on my one room rent
i'm glad for forgiveness
and accepting debt
the point's in directions
cause it's heaven sent
isolate, set me straight
broken lines, missed connections
who still prays?
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13. |
sliver (instrumental)
01:13
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14. |
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smoke some weed and chill
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15. |
go (thought mix)
01:43
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16. |
liver (trance mix)
01:34
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17. |
42069 (madden mix)
01:02
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18. |
smoke blunts freestyle
01:02
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"i made a lovely breakfast
maybe we could do some sexin
lay around here butt naked
u can't find no love?
let's make it
cause there's no doubt in my mind
we could end this drought in no time
sunny side up's how i like mine
and baby i'll take that extra time
to find out how u like it
pan seared or deep frying
let's try it, no matter what
we've got all morning
brew another cup
my favorite days are when we sleep and...
when u think u might come?
over, lady come over
and we can get baked like stouffer's
i just wanna spend my day
laying in the bed with u
giving, getting head
baby, is that so much to ask?
ummmmm....yeah, text me back
i know u at work, on a different track
i know u got shit to do and all that
but sometimes i smell ur skin unannounced
and my chest and my feet and my um start to bounce
can't get my brain back from altitudes
i'm daydreaming bout u
wearing only shoes
and it's getting worse
it's kinda starting to hurt"
i gotta shed some light!
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20. |
preach (instrumental)
01:42
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21. |
lawd (instrumental)
00:48
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22. |
westbound (future mix)
01:04
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23. |
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