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Escobar

(Verse 1 – Yo, the Setup)  
I was the firebug king, torchin’ rides left and right,  
Québec plates poppin’, lightin’ up the night.  
Whole province smellin’ like a barbecue gone wrong,  
Till the squirrels put my name in their little red song.  
Non-contributor list, yeah, I made the cut,  
No tribute paid, thought I was too tough.  
Then I hear the rumble—three Harleys so mean,  
Hells Angels raccoons, straight outta your worst dream.  
Jimmy revvin’ mad, Johnny built like a tank,  
Franky in the back yellin’ “I ain’t signin’ that, crank!”  

(Chorus – Squirrel Panic Attack)  
Now I’m in the precinct cryin’ like a fool,  
“Lock me up quick, them squirrels ain’t cool!”  
Pay the bushy mafia or get rostered for life,  
Every nut you skip is a stab from the knife!  
Crows laughin’ overhead, ravens stealin’ my fries,  
Mice in the vents plottin’, I see it in their eyes!  
Jimmy, Johnny, Franky—0.1% crew,  
Bottom rocker “Raccoon City,” top rocker “Fuck You!”  

(Verse 2 – The Two-by-Four Symphony)  
Door explodes—BOOM—Jimmy’s got a plank,  
Two-by-four swingin’ like a drunk lumberjack tank.  
“FUCK!”—smash—my TV flies through the wall,  
Goldfish doin’ backflips, lamp doin’ cartwheels, y’all.  
Franky’s dancin’ around like a hype man on crack,  
“Hit him again, Jim! He still owes the pack!”  
Johnny don’t talk, just lifts my couch one-handed,  
Found my pill stash—flushed it, now I’m stranded.  
They refill my drawers with Québec’s finest green,  
Hash bricks so fat they need their own zip code, scene!  

(Chorus – Squirrel Panic Attack)  
Now I’m in the precinct cryin’ like a fool,  
“Lock me up quick, them squirrels ain’t cool!”  
Pay the bushy mafia or get rostered for life,  
Every nut you skip is a stab from the knife!  
Crows laughin’ overhead, ravens stealin’ my fries,  
Mice in the vents plottin’, I see it in their eyes!  

(Verse 3 – Tribute Time, Nutty Beatdown)  
Jimmy spins the board like a helicopter blade,  
“Time to pay the squirrels, fire boy, upgrade!”  
I’m like “Acorns? Cash? What’s the fee?!”  
Franky grins, “Both, plus your dignity!”  
Squirrels in the trees droppin’ invoices like rain,  
One hits my forehead—boom—instant migraine.  
Johnny cracks his knuckles, the sound like a gun,  
I start stuffin’ twenties in a hollowed-out bun.  
Too late—rostered! Marked with a red X,  
Now every squirrel in the province wants my neck!  

(Bridge – The Great Nut Chase)  
I bolt out the back, trippin’ over my cat,  
Jimmy’s two-by-four whistlin’ “Where you at?!”  
Squirrels zipline from branches, ninja-style drop,  
One steals my shoe, another steals my sock.  
Crows dive-bomb, ravens mug me for change,  
I’m runnin’ through alleys lookin’ deranged.  
Cornered by the trio, bikes block both ends,  
Franky shrugs, “Shoulda paid, my friend.”  

(Verse 4 – Snitchin’ & Twitchin’)  
So I sprint to the RPD, screamin’ at the desk,  
“Arrest me now, my life is a mess!”  
Confessed to every fire, every match, every spark,  
But mostly I’m beggin’ for a squirrel-proof cell in the dark.  
Guard laughs, “Kid, you’re scared of rodents?”  
I whisper, “You ain’t met the ones with cutts and motives.”  
Now I flinch at every rustle, every chatter, every squeak,  
Paranoid legend—dude who got owned by critters for a week.  

(Outro – Moral of the Fur)  
Pay your squirrel tribute, stack them nuts real high,  
Or Jimmy’s two-by-four gonna teach you to fly.  
Raccoon City’s just a patch, but Québec’s their yard,  
And the squirrels run collections—believe me, it’s hard!  
From firestarter boss to a twitchy lil’ rat,  
That’s the ballad of the dude who forgot where the tribute’s at!

FireBug.

The response and the support we've received these past few months have been encouraging to say the least. It's been surreal looking back in retrospect, seeing how far we've come and the doors and opportunities that have opened up. We couldn't be more thankful for the support and the love we've been given. Y'all vibe with us and we wouldn't be here if not for that. 

With that being said, Nick, Wyatt, and I wanted to give you this little token of our gratitude. We shared this with a few of the people that came out to the release, but felt it was only right to say thank you to everyone. It’s an unreleased and unplugged version of "Throwback Love.” This is special to us and seems to be one that really hits home with most people, so we wanted to share this with you all. It’s not much, but we hope you enjoy it.

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Throwback Love [Unplugged]

artwork by Inez Moro
music by lustbass
lyrics by jess connelly

RADAR/2AM LYRICS

bet that you like how i talk
bet that you like how i walk too
it’s hard to see when you blazed
i’ll let you stare at the cake tho
i’ll hang a minute or 2

boy i must be tripping, lost my vision
here alone with you
don’t know what they gave me, kinda hazy
in this crowded room
can i sit right by you for a while
just lay down + smile
don’t let me pass right by you

lie down, wanna lie down
hair down with my hair down
like that i wanna love you
anything you wanting baby
lie down, wanna lie down
hair down with my hair down
like that i wanna love you
anything you wanting baby

your car’s here, we sneaking out the door and
it’s early in the morning
we’re creeping when we’re zonin’
feeling your frustration
from where my hips are placed when
you’re put into temptation
your heart is on & racing

lie down, wanna lie down
hair down with my hair down
like that i wanna love you
anything you wanting baby
lie down, wanna lie down
hair down with my hair down
like that i wanna love you
anything you wanting baby

*instrumental break*

you on my mind babe, what are you doing later on?
you just my type (aye), gotta be worth it after all
you on my mind babe, what are you doing later on?
you just my type (aye), you just my type (aye)

what if we don’t stop, where we going after?
you got my heart locked, i can’t say i got a fear
but anyways, yeah
you know what to say yeah
you make me feel safe yeah
(aye yeah aye yeah)

really don’t think i’ll say it
really don’t mind me waiting so long
you on my radar
you the only place i belong
i wanna cater to you
i’m spending later with you
fuck all the haters with you
i’m getting paper with you

2am kinda over the party
200 bitches tryna act real naughty
u see me from across the room
tryna ask me are we going soon
2am kinda over the party
200 bitches tryna act real naughty
u see me from across the room
tryna ask me are we going soon

really don’t think i’ll say it
really don’t mind me waiting so long
you on my radar
you the only place i belong
i wanna cater to you
i’m spending later with you
fuck all the haters with you
i’m getting paper with you

2am kinda over the party
200 bitches tryna act real naughty
u see me from across the room
tryna ask me are we going soon
2am kinda over the party
200 bitches tryna act real naughty
u see me from across the room
tryna ask me are we going soon

Radar/2am prod. by Lustbass

Vocals by Lex 
Guitar by Frank Rankin
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Simon Tehle

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