FIND MY OTHER BODY

JADED

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CIGARILLO BY MORNING

Ain't got a type unless you type as I spit
All work, no play - makes Johnny sick
(4x)

Used to max it over budget
But I been stayin' on top of it
Used to kill all of my pain with a pipe and a pill
Now I just swallow it
Just some of this and then that
Oh look at the time - that's a wrap
The Beatles, they keep on juicin' you
Don't say it three times or they'll voodoo you
Bioexoricism, technicolor painted - I'm holdin' it steady
Tellin' Sherwin Williams not to sweat it
We covered the planet already
Sick and tired, tired and pissed
Piss and moan a little less like the rest
Three percent, check ya neck
And punch the clock with both fists
To connect a itch to the scratch, light a match
Cauterize and stop all the bleedin' unless it's the truth pourin' out
On a transcendentalism tip
Thankin' God, the Academy, and David Lynch
In other words, each time that you cut me out
I'm growing back through the fence
My roots firm behind the curtain
The wizard done figured you out
Up in the trap, it left you hurtin'
A junkie just runnin' his mouth
Cleopatra with the bowl cut -
She was the queen of denial
Slowly paddled down the river
And I looked back with a smile

Ain't got a type unless you type as I spit
All work, no play - makes Johnny sick
(4x)

Incessant buzzing bubbly laughter
The deluge that daily ensued
Groundhog, revolving chapter
No patience, no silence, no muse
Barometric pressure rising
Faithless beauty based on science
Prone to waste; say "Yes, Your Highness"
Cue the sequel, Take a ride, then -
Guerilla Radio, do you turn up to Eleven?
I think I forgot that when I mix the elixir up, I am a weapon
Im'a keep it rotisserie
You know I keep it so slippery
I am the bastard son of college debt and the Bible
Oh, what a mystery
Lazy cats are laughin', lurkin'
Waning, waxing, clocks reversin'
Just a spark in nature set ablaze the forest where we slept
It's the beat of my own drum
Reckless and bulletproof; on the rocks before breakfast
Comin' out the woodwork with no setlist
Keepin' it real with rough edges
Meanwhile, you still up the creek wrapped up in harlequin's necklace
Cleopatra on a mattress
Pulled up at the wrong address

Ain't got a type unless you type as I spit
All work, no play - makes Johnny sick
(4x)

CLEOPATRA

Okay, I hate to get political
But I gotta choose sides
Comin' out the river in my prime
Time is critical
Soaked in the brine
Knockin' dust off so you see me when I shine
Rolled out the hood
(Packed up and ready)
Back to the woods
(Packin' a machete)
Yeah I roll deep
(Rollin' with my daddy)
Hundred proof hot sauce, yeah rocksteady, uh
Tut Tut, yeah... it's lookin' like rain
Smells a little bit like pain
Adrenaline mixed with a touch of gain
Pendulum swangs
Home on the range in a housecoat doin' my thing
Frame on a six-sided plane
No matter where it rolls, I keep flapping my wings
Pumpin' straight to your brain while they sing

The Universe declares
Now I gotta second
Peace like a river come down, effervescent
Focus on the plan
And the lesson
Straight outta body
Turn it to Eleven
(2x)

It's the end of the world as we know it
And I know I don't show it
Steady with the pen, I'm a poet
Money in a roll, keep it rollin' cause its funny
And I'm praying I don't blow it
Forehead swollen from bangin' on the wall
Never left the house, legendary fall
I was always searching for the outcome
Steady wreckin' shop, always been the loud son
I went from bumpin' "Makaveli" in a Crown Vic
To non-stop shows on the road, poundin'
Come and take a look around
Searchin up high and low for the crown
Follow the lights & the sound

The Universe declares
Now I gotta second
Peace like a river come down, effervescent
Focus on the plan
And the lesson
Straight outta body
Turn it to Eleven
(2x)

Everybodys gotta pay dues
And somebody's payin' the rent
The richest men alive with a son in the gutter
It don't make no sense
Somebody's pushin' weight
Somebody's bringin' bread
Crawl out your box
Inside of my head
I am not a stranger to the struggle
Lyin' in a puddle, ditch diggin', '85
I was beggin' for trouble
Runnin through the slime
Steady runnin' over budget
Kickin' all my dreams in a bucket
Traded in bags for a new pair of shoes
Findin' new methods of reachin' extreme altitudes

(It's the end of the world, but we've still got time)

The Universe declares
Now I gotta second
Peace like a river come down, effervescent
Focus on the plan
And the lesson
Straight outta body
Turn it to Eleven
(2x)

STRAIGHT OUTTA BODY

(You know it ain't always bad to roll through this world like tumbleweed. As long as you look around...and what you see...
You take that all in...think about it...meditate on it...that's the truth.)

In the whispering wind I go
Bend it til it won't bend no more
Trying to give back while I learn to ride slow
Intuition deep in my soul. (2x)

Steady ridin on some wave theory
And I ain't gotta be loud, you can hear me
Somebody hit me with the Tim Leary
But I told em I don't need it cause I got issues with my memory
Pace the past for some proof
Watching time crawl
Don't you weep, don't you cry
Hold my hand, Ma
In a minute, we gon' see Glory flying, huh
In a minute, we gon see the world at bird's eye
I buried my sanity, drowned it in rust
Blared in my head this soundtrack til I bust
Tied up my demons cause they like it rough
Then choked on my pride, Momma said, "That's enough"

In the whispering wind I go
Bend it til it won't bend no more
Trying to give back while I learn to ride slow
Intuition deep in my soul. (2x)

Yeah, and that's a big ass bet
Play the game with Johnny, gonna get that check
Ride the boulevard like I'm in Dave's Vette
1985, we ain't done with it yet, I'm feelin,
Feelin love, I'm surrounded with nothing except
The best acquaintances and smiling faces, the best
Spinnin vinyl with em, giving em a soundcheck
Sharing all these voices in my head, but I don't flex
Can I get that?
Let me get back
Trying to make it so my Momma can just sit back
It's in the presence and the patience
Ain't a weapon formed against me
Gotta feed the spirit daily, can you feel me?

(Mind, Body, Soul, Spirit...Energy)

You don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can hear you saying...

In the whispering wind I go
Bend it til it won't bend no more
Trying to give back while I learn to ride slow
Intuition deep in my soul. (2x)

Don't hang on to lesser gods who judged you
You've gotta stare the devil in the face
Til its over
Close to sober
Pain is something we all love to chase
How ignorant is bliss?
Won't you take a look around, unclench your fist
Look what followed you
Goodness, gracious, you
Manifestation has gotten the best of you
Numb it out
Flush the ounce
Freedom's on the horizon, no doubt
Miseducated from youth
Stuck in my ways, never learned the chess moves
Catch you hanging by a nail
3 wishes, while you snowblind
Highway to hell
Folding of hands
Bleeding of wrists
You're crying in your shame, that's the point that you've missed
I watched the sky turn red...
I watched the sky turn red...
I watched that sky turn red long before he ever left you cry to sleep in your bed

Tumbleweed (Single)

Tumbleweed

TUMBLEWEED (Single - Nov 2020)

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