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iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/jump-in-single/id673285252

The first single from the upcoming EP, Eyes Open, due out September 10th.

Written by: Sol Moravia-Rosenberg
Produced by: The Zillas (Elan Wright & Nima Skeemz)
Mixed/Recorded at Ruby Room & Robert Lang Studios by: Nima Abbassi, Elan Wright, & Milo Eubank.
Mastered by: Chris Gehringer at Sterling Sound, NYC.

Trumpet: Josh “Budo” Karp & Andrew Miller
Trombone: Greg Kramer
Electric bass: Elan Wright
Live drums: Nima “Skeemz” Abbassi
Additional percussion: Chris “Npha” Torres
Additional vocals: Elan Wright & Shayhan Mashayekh

Artwork by: Jonny Sikov

Sol - Jump In (Prod. by The Zillas)

To celebrate hitting 100,000 likes on Facebook, Grieves is excited to drop this new track for y'all. Enjoy. 

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Grieves - What You Need

PROF - Zoo
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Production by Willie Wonka 
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PROF - Zoo (prod. Willie Wonka)

From ShowYouSuck's debut EP, Dude Bro, out now via Closed Sessions.

Purchase on iTunes: bit.ly/1an5QjK

For press inquiries contact Alex@closedsessions.com

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Dude Bro

Hotline Miami feat P.O.S. (prod by Big Cats)

Check out the video HERE: http://youtu.be/6LVMSDPNObE
BLUE is the second leak from Sage Francis' SICK TO D(EAT)H mixtape which is available now at http://tinyurl.com/SickToDeathSFR
Beat produced by Reanimator. Scratches by Buddy Peace. Single artwork image by Trait Cross. The full track list for #SickToDeath and a breakdown of each track, along with some additional updates from Sage Francis available here: http://www.strangefamousrecords.com/blogs/sage-francis-blog/sick-to-death
"True enough."

SICK TO DEATH mixtape

"BLUE" - Sage Francis (2013)

Dimitri Mendeleev (Paper Tiger Remix)

Contrails (Jel Remix)

Check out the original and other J.Gundersen tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/jgundersen

Doomtree.net

Balcony (Paper Tiger Remix)

This is a verse I made while eating. The beat is an excerpt from "The Blob" by Aesop Rock, you can get that here: http://bit.ly/1iuVRAV Hope you enjoy.

My Best Tom Hardy

Cadillactica

Pay Attention (feat. Rico Love)

http://youtu.be/8_mWtBCyKUI

Sims announces the release of Field Notes, a collection of 7 new tracks set for release on September 2nd through Doomtree Records. Following 2011’s critically acclaimed Bad Time Zoo LP, Field Notes finds the Minneapolis rapper in fine form, spitting poignant, razor-sharp lyrics over larger than life productions from Doomtree’s own Cecil Otter and Paper Tiger, as well as newcomers ICETEP and Plain Ole Arson (Ryan Olson x Plain Ole Bill). 

Field Notes is available for pre-order today on the Doomtree webstore and digitally via iTunes and Bandcamp. All pre-orders include the first single “Uh Huh” as an instant grat track.

Pre-order Sims' Field Notes today!
CD/Deluxe: http://store.doomtree.net
iTunes: http://smarturl.it/fieldnotes
Bandcamp: http://sims.bandcamp.com

Sims plays a hometown show at First Avenue on August 23rd with Astronautalis (who pops up for a guest appearance on the Field Notes track “This Is The Place”). Tickets to #AstroSims2 can be purchased here: http://bit.ly/AstroSims2

Sims hits the road for a month-long run with Australian hip-hop group Hilltop Hoods. The North American tour starts in San Francisco on August 28th and wraps up September 28th in Cambridge, MA. Full tour dates are listed below and tickets are on sale now. 
Sims 2014 Tour Dates / http://doomtree.net/events
8.16.14 – Omaha, NE – MAHA Music Festival^
8.30.14 – St. Paul, MN – Minnesota State Fair Grandstand^
8.23.14 - Minneapolis, MN - First Avenue*
8.28.14 - San Francisco, CA - The Independent
8.29.14 - Madison, WI - Majestic Theatre
9.03.14 - Kansas City, MO - Riot Room
9.04.14 - Boulder, CO - Fox Theatre
9.05.14 - Denver, CO - Bluebird Theater
9.06.14 - Fort Collins, CO - Aggie Theater
9.07.14 - Park City, UT - Park City Live
9.09.14 - West Hollywood, CA - The Roxy Theatre
9.11.14 - Seattle, WA - The Crocodile
9.12.14 - Vancouver, BC - Commodore Ballroom
9.13.14 - Victoria, BC - Rifflandia Festival
9.15.14 - Whistler, BC - Garfinkel's
9.17.14 - Banff, AB - Wild Bill's Legendary Saloon
9.18.14 - Edmonton, AB - Dinwoodie
9.19.14 - Calgary, AB - The Gateway - SAIT Campus
9.20.14 - Saskatoon, SK - O'Brians Event Centre
9.24.14 - Montreal, QC - Cabaret Underworld
9.25.14 - Toronto, ON - The Hoxton
9.27.14 - Brooklyn, NY - Brooklyn Bowl
9.28.14 - Cambridge, MA - Middle East Upstairs

Lyrics:
Well I stepped up my cleats on 
and that chin music is my theme song
that brush off, that write off, I just use that as a deduction
that mean mugging don’t mean nothing
hold the line, I play the whole 9 
I steal second, I scrape for mine
you can take the signs or you can pay no mind
I’m on the verge, hold the sermon
like I told the purists, if I played it safe I would’ve sold insurance
so I kill it ’til it’s dead, till it ’til it grows
get it on the road then tour it ’til it’s old
like any good crow I never tip toe around a motherfucking straw man
make me like amen, or god damn, or something 
like money for nothing 
in common
I came up on ramen
nine of us and we’re lining up 
and you must be high on that diamond dust
now I’m grinding out until my time is up

I didn’t come to play games, I came to win
I get it in then I’m in the wind and I ain’t no average citizen
I ain’t living in that bitter end 
I come to stack my dividends and then bounce

I am the chem trail in your easy mac
Sims Jong Il to all you Tumbl’ing amnesiacs
faking funk and celiacs 
got me out here feeling old on my Holden Caulfield calling phony
I’m from the land of Uncle Ole’s yelling fuck the police
Axel Foley your magic kingdom, leave a mess on your linoleum
In the kitchen with a downgraded Pluto enriching Plutonium
these molly poppers went too based, looking Rob Ford
that ain’t flavor that’s Kool Aid, you’re skating on a long board 
I’m taking shots singing C-Murder until I wind up on the floor
then I’m Hasselhoffing this cheeseburger, call you up around four
I’m Nick Caging this Vegas, I’m lighting up these stages
they say baseless shit to get famous, they're Jim Rome, they’re Skip Bayless
sunglasses and bail money, my cunning and my homies
we’re running, we’re hungry, you stay praying on some pony
stay blue Lonely Boy, southsider, outlier, the gasoline to your house fire
and I ride this shit ’til there are no tires

I didn’t come to play games, I came to win
I get it in then I’m in the wind and I ain’t no average citizen
I ain’t living in that bitter end
I come to stack my dividends and then bounce

iTunes

Sims "SIMS JONG IL"

Let Em Say

ONE CALL

Mike Mictlan HELLA FRREAL — Out now! http://doomtree.net/hellafrreal
https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/hella-frreal/id918293846

Song Credits:
Raps by Mike Mictlan
Produced by RedVelvet Beats

Mike Mictlan "so so STRAYNGE"

"CLAPP'D" CREDITS
Raps by Mike Mictlan
Produced by RedVelvet Beats for NAIMA
Co-Produced by Cecil Otter and Lazerbeak

Doomtree’s Mike Mictlan announces the release of HELLA FRREAL. Set for release on October 27th, the 10-track album features Mike’s rapid-fire lyrics over larger-than-life production from Cecil Otter, RedVelvet Beats, 2% Muck, 1990, Mike Frey, JuanL, and Lazerbeak, with guests Greg Grease, Ceschi, and Aby Wolf all along for the ride.
  
Mictlan has long been known as a spitter; he writes technical patterns and can deliver them at speed. He's also a natural performer--never plainer than when he takes center stage at First Avenue and ignites the entire room with a dance, a look, a gesture--he knows just how long a pause will springload an audience so it's primed to erupt at the next punchline. On HELLA FRREAL we hear the Mike we know, harder and sharper. We hear a new Mike too--we're let behind the curtain for a few earnest moments that were harder to find on his previous releases.  

HELLA FRREAL is currently available for pre-order from iTunes and the Doomtree webstore. Each pre-order will receive lead single “CLAPP’D” as an instant grat track.  Those who order from the Doomtree webstore will also receive a signed digi-pak CD, access to a private LiveStream chat with Mike, and a HELLA FRREAL sticker. The Doomtree webstore will also offer a deluxe pre-order that includes everything in the standard version, plus a screen-printed patch and a one-of-a-kind individualized t-shirt exclusive to this pre-order.  

Lyrics:
It’s all good
No it ain’t
Cuz I’m thinking exactly the polar opposite
That’s just something that we gotta say when we wanna cover up
Or turn a bad thing, positive
They shootin –
but nobody made em look
They gotta ghetto life fetish
Middle class circus
at a Lower class zoo
Quarter life conflict we all
Drug War Veterans
Not everybody from the hood is a killer or a dealer or a villain
Everybody in the hood wanna do something better
For they life and they children
Anybody ever tell you different
They prolly lying tryna sell you something
Ain’t nobody tryna hear that woofin
Not a motherfucker in this world’ll tell me nothing
& somebody gonna play that game
THEY SAY IT”S ONLY FOR THE BIGBOYZ + GIRLZ 
But every game is really played the same
You gotta play it if you wanna get a turn
Hundred grand in the hand
what chu look at the pistol end for?
Spin it, close your eyes
All you hear is a click
Click – Click Click
HEAR NO CLAP
FEEL NO HEAT
CLICK then….
Whatchu gonna do now?
Click lock shoot bang ya dead (man) GOT CLAPP”D!!
Give the MANN- a HANND he might get CLAPP’D!!

It was a cruel summer
now get ready for a cold winter
Hot burners from slow dinners
Fast Streets
Private Soldiers for dough lenders
Whiter the crack, the wider the white of the eyes in em
And the meth venom
The dope sent em down the river and thru the hoods to red door clinic
Its no different from inherited wealth but
We only inherit the struggle that goes with it
Post no bills Ghosts in a shell system
Scapegoats they worship the lone shepherd
Willingly manipulated -- low effort
But who gives a fuck when you're broke, frozen in gold
Somebody tell me why Abdulle got shot
Was it the feds? Was it a plot?
All I know is I’ma hold his spot
Don’t even trip young bruvv
Hatchmarks in the clot
Last seconds on the clock
Tell em to Shoot for the moon
but not to aim at the block
nuthin bout a glock ever show me
how to Work a plan
CLAIM MY SPACE
Call it State Of Mind-Kurdistan

Whatchu gonna do now?
Click lock shoot bang ya dead (man) GOT CLAPP”D!!
Give the MANN- a HANND he just got CLAPP’D!!

Mike Mictlan "CLAPP'D"

Song written by Astronautalis & Radical Face
Piano & Backing Vocals: Chad Stockslager
Additional Guitar: John Congleton
Strings: Daniel Hart
Additional Drums by: McKenzie Smith

Produced By John Congleton

Secrets On Our Lips

From the new album ALL HANDS out now on Doomtree Records! 
CD/LP: Doomtree.net/allhands
iTunes: smarturl.it/allhands

GRAY DUCK
Produced by Cecil Otter, Lazerbeak, and Paper Tiger
Guitar by Jake Hanson

(Mike)
Ride on Blue Boy dipped in a Uni / dickin on a squad car, vickin on a fully / sick as a Sunni, strapped with a bobby / pullin on the pin, he Tutankhamun / Boots to the ceiling, boostin the serum / so sincere, brutes new to the feeling / Ridin on the old scene, buck if you hear me / bucks for the fabric of your fiber / bricked, dips, blicks, big, brighter / Bees in a trap? No, bees in a hive / Gee is for Geezus, Gs and a nine / Oh is for O.G.s, grease in the eyes / crease in the khakis, piece to the side / Forgotten youth when older mutants played Magneto / we believed the strip and never plagiarized their credo / Fashion cutter for the fascist, dirty-lipped and truly goony / Looney Tune Schooly Ds come off cartoony / No King Cloak and Dagger, Lavabanger Legacy / No anonymity, no forced validity / False Hopes, we got close, man, we got ghost / tough shows and rough roads until every sign said, GO!

(Dessa) 
Take the skins / hang em on the walls / not trophies, just reminders / what is left here when we fall

(Stef)
Ay, I’m pushing up on your tempo / she too stoned Nintendo / I’m Vint Cerf, she Pink Floyd / I’m jumpin out the window / Sike, I’m fly, I float aight right by / cut my own moat / get by with my chose fam / dismantle thrones / All the fuck in your station / all up in your dark / awkward in ya Marc Maron conversations / call em out the park / hangin out then Van Halen cabs in your city / all up on your block opposite the cops / y’all should all fuck with me / style like a Cadillac / crash with a battle axe handy / Gucci store fire on the couture / then planes, trains, and automobiles, I’m John Candy / Y’all just can’t stand me / I make em feel ridiculous / pickin apart they postures put together meticulously awful / in the air, hostile / the fingernails, watch em / sit and stare, box em if I gotta / Panic is the fashion / I arrow to the action / Pied Piper through all types a shit / types like me y’all ain’t fuckin with

(Hook)
Go get it / or go without / You going nowhere / run that shit into the ground / Go get it / or go without / We go for broke / and run that shit into the ground

(Dessa)
Struck by lightning / with a hand in the sand / came to with a fist fused in glass / Closed the circuit skull full of white light, mouthful of ash / Sparks on the pavement / dragging the chain / anchor’s off, man, lost it again / steady on gotta push through the rain / weather in the veins, came for this / train for this, fuck / made for this, pray they miss, duck / duck gray duck gets up and running / rest fall back like a bridge in London / brand new brakes I never touch em

(Sims)
You’re all spin move, you’re doing too much / rental car, trick cigar / I’m just laughing while that whole thing blows up / looking like I’m Joakim Noah / black mask, take your gas money / my name is Sims but call me David Lynch, I make em act funny / I ain’t afraid to change lines, state, date, or face / I’m option two when you skate or die but still survive on basslines / at least for the next eight months / then I change up like it ain’t much / you do the Roger Rabbit in Shape Ups / still blabbing bout some frame up vision / MN living gray duck risen / nay fucks given, way subliminal / class-war criminal trying to make my stance more pivotal / see what is left is suspect / the Pepsi Gen went crystal meth / and punk rock dads scream rap is dead / I laughed until I lost my chill / I’m really real, half Built to Spill half Kill at Will / half shark alligator and my Philly filled / Mill City kid in the field / gritty is in the blood, proof is in the track / fifty in the tank, on you like a Mac Truck / roll with a ton on my back / better back up fast

(Hook)

DOOMTREE "Gray Duck"

Featured track on the upcoming LP from producer Elroy Zhazbot, “Kicking Asteroids.”  Beat by Zhazbot.  Written and rocked by ‘Phate.

Cold Desire ft. Asphate

Jay Power 
The Missing 

Out now on iTunes

Rush

Produced by Biz-One. Leak from Ab Rude & Myka 9's secret lp AyeM Ray-DIO dropping Fri. Feb.13th here: https://keepthefeel.bandcamp.com/album/ayem-ray-dio

Sunshyne - AyeM Ray-DIO

Here's a previously unreleased track from Toki Wright produced by Doomtree's Lazerbeak. "I'm Not Lying" is part of the Unreleased Exclusive series as part of the Rome Sessions (tracks written while Toki Wright was touring Europe in 2012 between album releases). 

Available for purchase at https://soultools.bandcamp.com/

Photo taken at The Colosseum in Rome

I'm Not Lying 
Lyrics by Toki Wright 
Rome Sessions - Unreleased Exclusive 

you put yourself inside my shoes 
whenever listening to tunes 
it's my positioning it proves 
how much our distance moves 

so fish into this pool 
to see what you can catch 
I'm underpaid and overstressed 
and stepping out the waters wet 
couldn't overstep 

some preparing for the second coming 
some are daring yet their running 
funny some will say they getting money 
but the money doesn't run me (it don't) 
Toki 

I wrote this poem in Rome on Via Giuseppe 
with a liter of the fountain water 
and a bag of Nestle 
out a dream about a nest egg 

to lay away 'cause Labor Day 
be playing with my paper chase 
so I just grip a Paper Mate 

and sketch a way up our of debt 
through what I could do best 
I could have fly a jet to Budapest, you bet 
but what do you expect? 
(I'm gonna sit around waiting on somebody to tell me where I can go and what I can do? Not this dude!) 

No I'm not the biggest artist on my label 
but I got a space to place 
my paper plate up at the table 
got my videos on cable 
and I play in San Diego 
just me and my microphone 
to keep my life at home stable 

so I bust it like I got a budget 
gotta love it 
ain't afraid to show my heart in public 
and I'm not a pundit 
not a puppet 

people tell me I should talk about more politics 
but life is politics 
so yahll should follow this 
acknowledge its 

punishment to spit positive 
but hey I gotta live 
I've got a kid 
I've got to say exactly how it is 
not these fibs 
('cause rappers be straight lying. Straight up!) 

I got a beat from Lazerbeak 
the other week 
I told him that I need to speak 
I couldn't sleep 
I wrote a speech 

I seen a rapper on TV 
he beat a woman to the ground 
while his homies looked around 
as he rose into the air to stomp the ground 

It made me think about the generation 
that's about to take over the nation 
and what we could do to save them 

'cause if we just waiting patient 
then my daughter'd be a patient 
and I couldn't try to justify complaining 

I know the world is yours 
the world is mine 
so it's about that time 
that we drew the line 
and grew a spine 

cause there's no moment better 
than the present for the timing 

I'm not lying!!!
credits
released 13 February 2015 
Written by Toki Wright - Nanjotokimitsu Music (ASCAP). Produced by Lazerbeak - Legend Recognize Legend (ASCAP)



Toki Wright - I'm Not Lying (Produced By Lazerbeak)- Rome Sessions​/​Unreleased Exclusive

Do You Believe In A Life After Thugs?

Food Remix-Our take on Common's Classic song The Food. Rep your city

Food Remix

Kane - Dont Be Shy

Download the album at https://djshadow.lnk.to/tmwfso

DJ Shadow, widely acknowledged as a crucial figure in the development of experimental, instrumental hip-hop, has returned with ‘The Mountain Will Fall’ via Mass Appeal Records [and Believe Digital in France], his first full length release since 2011. The 12-track album finds DJ Shadow exploring new realms in addition to the deep samples and kinetic soundscapes that helped to launch his career 20 years ago. On ‘The Mountain Will Fall’ he’s shifted further toward original composition, a vast experimentation of beats and textures, synthesizers and live instruments including horns and woodwinds. The album features Run The Jewels, Nils Frahm, Matthew Halsall, Ernie Fresh and more.

"Occasionally, I make a beat that demands a specific vocal treatment and  attitude. In the case of 'Nobody Speak,' I wasn't going to settle for anyone other than Run The Jewels; in my mind, it was them or no one. Fortunately, they  agreed, and they took the track to a place I could never get to on my own. That's the definition of a rewarding collaboration." – DJ Shadow

"Shadow is a legend and a friend. When he makes music he often changes music forever.  When he asked us to jump on the record we didn't blink.” 
– El-P of Run The Jewels 
 
The album is available in all formats with artwork designed by Paul Insect including a gatefold double LP. Order 'The Mountain Will Fall' here: https://DJShadow.lnk.to/TMWFYT
 
ALBUM TRACK LIST:
1. The Mountain Will Fall
2. Nobody Speak feat. Run The Jewels
3. Three Ralphs
4. Bergschrund feat. Nils Frahm
5. The Sideshow feat. Ernie Fresh
6. Depth Charge
7. Mambo
8. Ashes To Oceans feat. Matthew Halsall
9. Pitter Patter feat. G Jones & Bleep Bloop
10. California
11. Ghost Town
12. Suicide Pact
13. Swerve (iTunes Bonus Track)

Pre-order

DJ Shadow - Nobody Speak feat. Run The Jewels

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Fallback

Trap Beckham - Do you

Produced by @mrwowjones

EP coming soon

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Do You (produced by Mr. Wow Jones)

Big Sur

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"Grown Up" is a new track from Fool's Gold's own Danny Brown. It's the autobiographical origin story of a daredevil MC, chronicling his rise from a misfit pre-teen battling in the lunchroom to the radioactive rap hero he is today. Over a hypnotizing beat from FG label mate and fellow up-and-comer Party Supplies (and a scratch chorus from DMC champion DJ Shiftee), "Grown Up" is the perfect showcase for Danny Brown's corkscrew flows and poet's eye for detail.

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Danny Brown - Grown Up

Grieves teams with Jonathan Olivares to put a new spin on "Bloody Poetry".

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Grieves - Bloody Poetry (Acoustic Remix ft. Jonathan Olivares)

P.O.S - Weird Friends (We Don't Even Live Here)

A bonus cut from the "Working Man" LP. Digital version and CD package deals are available at Strange Famous Records: http://tinyurl.com/WorkingManSFR
The digital version is also available on Bandcamp: http://strangefamousrecords.bandcamp.com/album/working-man
TWELVE PERCENTERS touches upon unemployment woes, the blue collar struggle, and basically acts as the mission statement for Prolyphic & Buddy Peace's "Working Man" LP (www.tinyurl.com/WorkingManSFR). This song is a free offering for the day-to-day survivors living check to check..."because survival's getting expensive." 

The song's title is in reference to Rhode Island's 12% unemployment rate which was a national high just a couple years back. Prolyphic uses this driving, atmospheric Buddy Peace beat to display his disillusionment with the downward spiral of our economy while speaking on behalf of the world's working class in all its frustration. Since many of the other tracks on "Working Man" delve into each specific issue that is touched upon in this song, it was decided to remove Twelve Percenters from the album and let it act as a teaser for what people can expect when the LP drops on April 30th (Strange Famous Records.) 

Pre-sale PHYSICAL package deals (including signed CDs, stickers, buttons, posters, instrumental version and more) available now at: 
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iTunes pre-sale available at: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/working-man/id620604749

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WORKING MAN LP

"TWELVE PERCENTERS" - Prolyphic & Buddy Peace - FREE DOWNLOAD

ZERO DEMO is from the SICK TO D(EAT)H mixtape: http://tinyurl.com/SickToDeathSFR
This a previously unheard version of "I Was Zero" off of Sage Francis' LI(F)E album (www.tinyurl.com/SageLife.) As you'll notice, it ended up being completely re-arranged and reworked by the time it was released in 2010. On this version you will hear the original beat that Buck 65 produced for it as well as an additional Sage Francis verse that was stricken from the album version. The artwork for this single was done by Falside, photo by Anthony St. James. 
Facebook: http://Facebook.com/SageFrancis
Twitter: http://twitter.com/SageFrancis
Label: http://StrangeFamousRecords.com

LYRICS:
If it wasn't for the bass, I wouldn't need these hearing aids. 
If it wasn't for mistakes, I probably wouldn't be here today.  
10 years ago I was 22. 20 years ago I was 12. 30 years ago I was 2. 
When I came out my momma I was zero.
 In the before life...I was undead. 
I was home schooled. There were no rules.
 But I gave it all up just for the chance to go public. 
A celestial scarecrow dancing with the puppets.
 A tug in my gut. I'm carrying the world in my stomach. 
I'm a surrogate motherfucker, the girls love it. 
Birth the suffix. Cut the visible string.
 Control is much more than a physical thing. 
Got an analog God and digital king,
An Adonis type bod with such brittle little wings.
I'm not an angel by any stretch of your halo,
But I've done the Lord's work and I'm not even on his payroll.
I stay low and do my dirt on a sea level.
Shoo away the crow while you flirt with the she-devil.
Grow up. You're old enough to know that dreams falter. 
I propose you leave that ego at the alter. 
The pauper and the prince switch roles,
Exchanging tattered clothes and silk robes.
The man behind the curtain at the end of the yellow brick road,
Shows envy for Geppetto and his one inch nose.

If it wasn't for the bass, I wouldn't need these hearing aids. 
If it wasn't for mistakes, I probably wouldn't be here today. 
When I came out my momma I was zero.
I was zero when I came out my momma, now everybody knows…

 I was born into it and before I knew it,
 I saw the students of poor getting hauled off to war. 
It's the law of Judas in the land of king's tax. 
 Partake in the Eucharist and then demand your kick backs.  
Spiritual wrist slap, please pass the sacrament ,
Ask if big, bad, black Jesus was African.  
They're selling a click track but they call it a soul clap.  
It's all in how you package it. The power of a magic trick.  
 Immaculate concepts are lost in the land of the cross. 
I'm standing off with a man of the cloth. 
He knows the ins and outs. All I want is the outs. 
He's selling real estate for some place in the clouds, but...
 I'm not investing in intellectual property,
 I'm inventing gender bending technology.  
'Cause maybe everybody needs to just become a sexual oddity, 
Leaving birth to the test tubes and death to the lottery. 
There's no one stopping me, I've got to be self-regulating.  
Wealth is escalating but my poverty was entertaining.  
Now I'm debating the value of a caste system,   
Cash back rewards and wars funded by my taxed income.
 If I'm a part of the problem then pardon me, 
 There's always been a difference between what I am and what I wanna be.
 It's either Jihadist freak or Jesus scenester. 
I heard God is coming...and she's a screamer. 
I couldn't understand what she was telling me, 
Why everybody thinks that they're their own worst enemy. 
I followed the manual. I swallowed the skeleton key...
And it unlocked the hell in me.  
So this is my gift to God.  Ribbon on my dick, like a tourniquet. Syphilis. 
This is my gift to God.  I'm jumping out the cake. Naked with a shank. 
This is my gift to God.  Unwrap the package. Confetti made of maggots. 
This...is my gift. "Ugh, you call that talent? "
Here's your image back. You can have it.  

10 years ago I was 22.  20 years ago I was 12. 
30 years ago I was 2.  When I came out my momma I was zero.

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