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My Chromatic Year (2023)

10 - October - A - Autumn Lake

Lyrics by Dango Forlaine
Produced by J.O.D
Mixed & Mastered by Ceasar @ Ceasars' Palace 3.0, Los Angeles, CA

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LYRICS:
It’s the primo politic wit Latinos at the casinos
Swan and Dino
Gift of gab be the voice of the ppl
C lo see no equal
Silver steelo
Cinnamon honey on the regal
At this point in life i need a wife
And more houses than one of them tv shows
I need a speedboat
Looking to achieve
Grow into my britches
Stay away from dese b*tches and dis ease
Chose to master
Science and physics
No more cooking
But chemistry had me stuck in the kitchen
Wasn’t washing dishes
Pyrex was the vision I swear
Getting money was my religion
Now I save minds
And shift the paradigm of the ism
What’s ya last words on earth
Who at ya burial
You’ll be lucky if u got 6 solid *iggas yo carry you
5% know this shit is real
And that is very few
Jumping off the ledge of what u know
Can be a scary view
My brothers commissary skew
Breeze what feathers do
We locked in wen he got locked in
Servin canaries chew the meat
Spit the bones out it’s very new
Inching towards the coffin
Soul codex texting my emissaries
Who had a different position
And Outlook of shit they already knew
Whew
Sorry yall I don’t mean to leave you
Or lead you on
But how can I not being a man of the people
This cerebral
Not the cortex the vortex of life
*iggas rockin gortex
Cause it get cold in the night
Swanny Young Jun *igga
Take ya soul wit the knife
Or divide the pie which way to go
Hit the lights yo this a good year
Midwest Kendrick Lamar I brought the hood here
Life giver f*ck all the guns
Let’s have some good cheers
But u kno im gon sleep wit yeahhh
Ain’t been a fool in years
Yeah
Scrape the ends up
I'm done wit pretenders
I'm the type to slap ya mans up
And then order a pitcher
Back alley dap ya grams if she ordering grams
But being a criminal is no longer part the plan
I feel like God put the universe in the palm of my hands
Etched out the carvings in my skin
And I dig em in sand
Reform the minds
Know the time
F*ck supply and demand
The man inside has fused wit my carcass again
I’m reloaded
Deep rooted
3rd eye I see through it
I'm a Druid walking
I’m a fluid talker

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