1. |
Forehead 2
03:20
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If I lean forward, I feel it tighten
If I lean backward, I hit the door
If I give up, will I feel enlightened?
Or should I just lean my forehead to the floor?
Or should I lean my forehead to the floor?
It's in the rafters of every ceiling.
Whenever I enter, I feel it reeling
I can't help my thoughts.
I can't help my thoughts.
I can't help my thoughts.
I can't help my thoughts.
If I lean forward, I feel it tighten
If I lean backward, I hit the door
If I give up, will I feel enlightened?
Or should I just lean my forehead to the floor?
Or should I lean my forehead to the floor?
Or should I lean my forehead to the floor?
Or should I lean my forehead to the floor?
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2. |
Under The Table
01:50
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I've been so jaded lately--I hate it.
But I'm in a stalemate, a checkmate, a Red state.
It's getting hotter and I'm getting hateful,
Yet I have the privilege of feeling so grateful.
I bought a gun last week from my brother
under the table away from my mother.
I hear it calling. I hear it talking.
It's praying for me, so I better keep walking.
I'm glued to the news and it's always lying.
It's tuned to the views of people denying
He's biding his time. He's growing his power.
I've got to cool down, maybe I need a shower.
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3. |
Get Wet
02:41
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Think I'm gonna jump into the river
with all my sins around my neck,
a cinder block around my ankles,
a crown of thorns upon my head.
Think I'm gonna jump into the river
and get baptized or break my neck.
I wanna let that dirty water
wash away all my regret.
Dip me, dunk me down into the water.
Hold me down so I may drown.
If I'm floating toward the Father
give me the chance to turn around.
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4. |
Gun Thang
01:42
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I'll tell you something I believe:
If they're right about one thing,
I think it's the gun thing.
Knife in my back.
Cog in their plan.
Lump in my throat.
Gun in my hand.
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5. |
Left Arms
04:02
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I don't wanna be cryptic, and I don't wanna be funny.
We've got to stop letting them take all of our money.
We've got to stop paying rent with our hard-earned money.
Cuz we're subhuman to them when we don't have any money.
And if you ask me?
The best way to spend our money?
The best way to spend all our money:
Buy guns. Buy guns. You better buy guns.
I believe we'll be post-money some time post-2020
and I'll be 30 in '21, but I might not have any money.
And if you ask me?
I'll be dead by '31 if I don't save up for a gun.
I need to buy guns. Buy guns.
Get yourself a Kalashnikov--bury it in your backyard.
Learn how to make a Molotov--It ain't that hard.
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6. |
The Tumor
01:34
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Your malignant tumor attached to your soul.
Not easily removed, but it'll kill if you don't.
It might be an old friend, your god, or your home.
It might make you feel cozy, but you'll feel all alone.
If you do not grow, the tumor sure will.
Please let go of nostalgia, or the tumor will kill.
So be your own surgeon. You have the skill.
If you leave that tumor, you're terminally ill.
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7. |
Cruelty, U.S.A.
01:59
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In Indiana they teach a lesson
"Get rid of needles, get into Heaven."
Show no compassion, to the afflicted.
Increase diseases for the addicted.
Way down in Georgia they rape the women,
if they get pregnant, send them to prison.
Show no compassion, to the afflicted.
Decrease the treatment for all the victims.
Across the nation they stagnate the wages,
put unaborted babies in overcrowded cages,
increase the sentence for minor offenses,
increase the debt, and increase the interest.
Punish the pregnant. Drug test the peasants.
Punish the pregnant. Drug test the peasants.
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8. |
Sunshine Gets Hotter
03:52
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Kara thinks the world's gonna end in her lifetime,
And if not hers or mine, then in her son's time.
She said she's been seeing the signs damn near her whole life,
and then I heard her sigh "just feel the sunshine."
The sunshine gets hotter, the sea levels rise.
One day the ocean will swallow the sky.
The winters get warmer, they feel like the fall.
One day there will be no autumn at all.
Hannah talks to God all the time--He is her lifeline.
And she never hides how she feels--She feels like sunshine.
I guess if the world's gonna end I'm glad that she's my friend.
If it's the end of times, she is my sunshine.
The sunshine gets hotter, the sea levels rise.
One day the ocean will swallow the sky.
The winters get warmer, they feel like the fall.
One day there will be no autumn at all.
Jesus and Judas will break into song.
Abel and Cain'll both sing along.
Hannah, oh Hannah please hold my hand.
I want you beside me if the world should end.
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9. |
Killology
05:31
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Police are in the street.
They come for you.
They come for me.
If they think you'll run
they shoot you down
and say you had a gun.
Police are in the street.
They gun for you.
They gun for me.
If you have a gun
and shoot them down
you better run.
You could be at home--
could be asleep.
You wouldn't know.
If they see your gun
they shoot you down
just for fun.
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The kids are dying of fentanyl--you know it's real.
Marsha know addiction sells so she pushes pills.
She takes donations from Big Pharma
that could buy Acid Man a home.
I want to make it all known.
The kids are dying of fentanyl cuz She made a deal.
Cut with fake prescription pills--you know it's real.
She takes donations from Big Pharma
while we lost Mac and Lil Peep.
She's evil to me.
Mama had a baby and he broke his arm.
She took him to the doctor and she meant no harm.
The doc prescribed Percocet for the pain,
but the withdrawal made the little baby boy insane.
And she says "Where's my son, Marsha?
Where's my son, Marsha?"
Baby Boy was fiending and he meant no harm.
He got his refill from a guy at a bar.
That Xanax bar was fake and cut with fentanyl.
Baby Boy OD'd and now he's dead from pills.
WHERE’S MY SON, MARSHA?
WHERE’S MY SON, MARSHA?
WHERE’S MY SON, MARSHA?
WHERE’S MY SON?
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11. |
I Will Live Presently
03:45
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I keep feeling guilty, because they way you love me
makes me feel like I faked all the times before.
I never cheated my old lovers, you're just better than all the others.
I know I won't feel guilty anymore.
Guilt is a Christian thing instilled eternally.
But I'm just gonna sing, and let the guilt leave my body.
I keep feeling better, you're like lovely weather.
And I won't hang in the rainclouds anymore.
If I have my day of sorrow, I'll put my focus toward tomorrow.
And I won't lean my forehead to the floor.
I don't want to die.
I just want to be.
With you by my side,
I will live presently.
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