This song is so groovy. I plan on covering this. I jam to it often~

Good time

Out in the heart of Borgoman's cold rust
An old plant creaks under decades of dust
Where pork slabs arrive in a questionable state
Bound for a can with a fate to await

Gray market lard, we make it fine
Just past the law, but it’s all by design

In the Factory of Lard, where the rules don’t apply
With a vinegar sting that’ll burn out your eye
We melt it, we can it, no standards in sight
In that haven of lard in the dead of the night

Old vats stained with memories of meals
Cracked enamel hides all the rusted seals
Purified through a dusty AC filter
Cans sealed by hands with a questionable shiver

No papers here, we got no shame
Gray market lard, it’s a filthy game

In the Factory of Lard, where the rules don’t apply
With a vinegar sting that’ll burn out your eye
We melt it, we can it, no standards in sight
In that haven of lard in the dead of the night

The workers wear masks that don’t fit right
One man checks cans with a shake and a slight
If it sloshes or rattles, we’ll set it aside
But if it’s silent, it’s pure pork pride

Hand-labeled cans, in re-used boxes
With “Deluxe Organic,” despite all the toxins

In the Factory of Lard, where the rules don’t apply
With a vinegar sting that’ll burn out your eye
We melt it, we can it, no standards in sight
In that haven of lard in the dead of the night

We’re gray market proud with a hint of a sneer
Blame all the fumes, but we keep it sincere
No laws could bind what we cook in The Tub
Just pork in a can, for the low and the grubbed

Gray market rules, in secret we thrive
Where ethics are loose, but the lard stays alive

In the Factory of Lard, where the rules don’t apply
With a vinegar sting that’ll burn out your eye
We melt it, we can it, no standards in sight
In that haven of lard in the dead of the night

Where the vats hum low and the law takes flight
In the shadows, we churn, ‘til the morning light

Factory Of Lard

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Foster-Love Letter

Jon Bellion - Titanic

Lessons In Love

American Dreams

couple labels saw me saucin
got my cake i need that frostin
got a cousin out in Boston
my brother is out in cali
he told me "come to the valley"
now we don't usually do this
but i'm swaggin somethin stupid
ever since i became lucid
i've been grindin grindin grindin
hustle, hustle, got to get it
i ain't quittin till i'm dead
i hope these bitches get the message
let em know
let em know

take the highs and the lows
and try to make something of it
you testin my patience
man I'm about to say fuck it
twenty years old 
an nah I ain't post malone
i got off work at one thirty
and smoked all the way home

i need a two week vacation
from my two week vacation
I need some patience right now
i guess that makes me impatient

we could run away
we could live alone
i could lift your burdens
if you heal my broken bones (x2)

taking pictures
drinking liquor using mixers
got the juice
we'll make elixirs
cook so hard
that my wrist hurt
she broken
 and i do not try to fix her
let her love me
 when i'm with her
she my misses
i'm her 
mystery

give me that thrill 
that i been missin
can't believe i cared about
those other bitches i was trippin 
all is love 
all is forgiven
yeah

i love it when she come through
i love it when the beat hot
and everywhere i touch her
becomes her weak spot

dancing through the graveyard
sippin on wine
the smell of fresh snow
winter air and wet pine
trust me, I ain't tryna get signed
even though every bar i spit is my best line
i ain't really good, I just invest time

i'll give you everything you ever wanted
and then some 
i'll make you moan when i'm in it baby
 then cum


if you don't feel the love then I'll send some
sendin texts from my trap phone, samsung

aye, we in it
this shit is splendid
just keep me suspended in time
i'm fine in the moment
lost in the music
one with the youth
cuz we all goin through shit

we could run away
we could live alone
i could lift your burdens
if you heal my broken bones (x2)

instr. credits https://soundcloud.com/zach-aum/chills-instr?in=zach-aum/sets/prologue-instrumentals


Run Away, Live Alone

Conduit

In Stereo

Wants Ft. jax_ (Prod. Kev Cairo)

all my friends are dead

Blackbear - Learning To Fly

It was taken down, but I reposted it because I love snooze/relo's music.

Highly likely it finds its way onto their first EP.

American Dreams

CartelBand

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