Self Medication Chant - Open Mike Eagle

Self Medication Chant - Open Mike Eagle

Альбом
4nml Hsptl
Год
2012
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
225460

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Self Medication Chant

Open Mike Eagle

Shit.

I fucked around and left the gate open

Sometimes im on point, sometimes my brain’s broken

Like a dolphin and a carp share the same ocean

Sometimes im space ghost and other times beethoven

At least by the hairdo

My twin in rocking naps that combs can’t tear through

Stocking cap?

no but a skull navy bears blue

And orange

In fond memories all the stress gets absorbed

My homies all fresh but the press kids ignore

I stretch then I yawn then my legs hit the floor

Can’t stress bullshit no more

The earth is a disco ball

So I just go la

If it ain’t great then forget the shit

I make shit so weird my muse shakes her head at it

(never quit)

I float on my ocean

The motion of the waves won’t cave to commotion

Im unchained, not a slave but devoted

I can’t be contained, got a name and I know it

Maintain, not a claim but an action word

Forward force is the same as a pachyderm’s

Keep it reserved so it came off taciturn

But in my head its a chainsaw massacre

Sometimes I gotta sing la so im not obscene

So I won’t forget that humans are not machines

Every moment is a yank on a slot machine

No matter who your god is, rank or philosophy

The whole concept of laws is a prank

Makes you think you can put it on pause but you can’t

Knee trouble stomach pain

Patchy face stubble

Kid’s snot bubble running again

Pretend everything’s fine

When I’m climbing the walls

Tylenol days

Night spent roaming the hall

There’s no laws to the universe

Those have all been human birthed

Noted it all in web crawls for a google search

Google earth jupiter’s spot

The block’s lucifer hot

I’m not super sure who’s a pure

Human or not

I box shadows

And dream about tobacco

And og blacks that got choked with a lasso

And roped to a lamp pole

Shown as examples

Of how easily a man’s world can get cancelled

A handful of sun-spins passed

And now the last of the oral storytellers

Know nothing but horror stories

No glorious warriors tales

No inspiring titans fighting monsters

Or conquering environments

No. nothing but loss

Keep the baton, pops dont bother dustin it off

Cause there won’t be no more running

Cause after this moment right here and right now

There’ll be nothing at all

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