lyrics 


"there is a steady flow into san francisco hospitals of young people who have freaked out, and been picked up by the authorities in a state of desperate terror"

"where am i? where are you taking me? where are my friends? do my friends know i'm here? where am i?"

I think that I'm insane, but I can't tell,
I know I see the world in shades of grayscale,
I know I keep a heart that's cold and hard as fuckin chainmail,
don't know what to do, it's bad news in my braincells,

more precipitation, morbid and I'm anxious,
fall in love with me and get fucked for participation,
I'm bong adjacent, while rocking rotten statements,
fuck it, on the topic y'all, let's change the conversation,

to ill communication, bashing people's faces,
walk into the place, and shake the foundation,
you'd better pound laces now, with frowned faces,
the bassist hypnotize you with sound matrix,

who came to make a coat out your flesh like dalmatians,
don't think I'll fucking choke your neck? yo I'll break it,
the whole plane shift, and fall out of the sky,
and I'm all anxious cause I couldn't wait to die,

when I pull up to the bank with a sore throat from laughing,
I'm yelling "oh, my aching lungs!", and start rapping,
put the money in the bag, it's my favorite transaction,
your motherfuckin wack shit will only get you bashed in,

with no compassion, when we smoking that shit,
fuck around with the child, get your fucking ass kicked,


(chorus)
yeah fool, you could say it's an earful,
"beware, do not touch mic, be careful?",
yeah fool, you could say it's an earful,
beware, do not touch mic, be careful!

are you weird? are you wild?
are you there? are you high?
are you scared that you'll die?
check all that apply,

when i fall from the sky, and i crash to the ground,
then the fallen angel rise with a "splat!" for the sound,
i been mad for a while, since the cap and the gown,
with hash in the piles while i pass it around,

while i'm passing em out, little pieces of bradley,
the mad little clown, and she keeps laughing at me,
i'm speaking in madlibs, freak with an accent,
"can't understand what he said but the rap's sick",

keep catching backflips, burned by my passions,
i'm on the side of shooters, that's my word to the masses,
i work with the madness, and lurk in the blackness,
i bet your own personal worst is my average,

i burst into classes, with burstfire rapids,
and magazines packed full of hollow points blasting,
or rooting through your cabinets for little blister packages,
i seizure in the bathroom and then get back to rapping it,

attacking like the basilik, can't hack it with a hatchet bitch,
i get it crackin when i'm crackin then i'm crashing like the kraken, and

from the 207 to the 720, letting you know,
no way i'm ever letting you go,
i'm relative close, i'll follow you wherever you go,
until i'm dead and embalmed and my skeleton's soaked,

i'm a problem, hated playing possum, anyway,
i'm smoking like a rasta, and float and fucking levitate,
flowing at propeller pace, while i medicate,
from whatever cake i was keeping in the cellotape,

yeah fool, you could say it's an earful,
"beware, do not touch mic, be careful?"
yeah fool! you could say it's an earful,
beware, do not touch mic, be careful!

bradley up the block, you hear the music? it was bumpin,
the type you have to talk out of suicide when you dump him,
beat you to the punch, boom, do it after lunging,
break into your house and raw fuck you and your husband,
i wish you faking haters spontaneous combustion,
he get them gators on a brain is getting mushed in,
trust him, i bust sick with dust flicks

"do you like LSD?"
"yes"
"and why?"
"well, it makes everything a little unreal, you know? and hallucinations project from my mind"
"you're controlling everything"
"yes. im controlling what the scenery looks like around me"

spontaneous combustion

Lyrics:

Told you I care
So calm down
We can work
Everything out 
If in doubt
Just let it out

Going somewhere
Makes me happy 
Do I dare dream?
How dare I dream x2

How dare I believe 
Why does it seem?
I’m sure this life has meaning 
How dare I believe 
How dare I perceive 
This is my chance
I’m finally feeling happy

Just a phase
Just a phase
Wasn’t ideal
I welcome 
Unwelcome change 
Any doubt 
Let it out

Going somewhere
Makes me happy 
Do I dare dream?
How dare I dream x2

How dare I believe 
Why does it seem?
I’m sure this life has meaning 
How dare I believe 
How dare I perceive 
This is my chance
I’m finally feeling happy

If In Doubt Let It Out

ACatastrophe

Lyrics



They say justice is blind.
But I seen her peekin through the curtains, pickin favorites.
They freeze your life for bricks you laid.
While real predators walk free on a sunny day.

This aint about right or wrong.
Its about power, and who they let suffer long.
You grind, you bleed, you build from the mud.
Then they label you the monster, and take what you love.

So before this beat drops, just know.
This aint justice.
Its a fucking business.

Verse
Yo they gave her life, yeah thats justice served.
But now they tryna take the bricks she earned.
House frozen like she pocketed off the crime.
But rapists stay loose, no jail time.

What kinda system puts your fam on the street.
While a pedo walks past with gold chains on his feet.
Murders evil, no doubt in that.
But wheres the house seizure when a kid gets snatched.

Hook
They took the house, but not the pedo.
Froze my shit, call it justice like a hero.
While the real monsters lurkin round the shadows.
They take what you built, then burn down tomorrow.
Say its for victims, to balance the scales.
But rapists walk free while the innocent fail.
They call it justice, while powers on show.
And let the real evil slide out the shadows.

Verse
Let’s talk about the lies that they feed us.
Seizin our shit till the system bleeds us.
Say its for victims, thats a bullshit front.
But they let real demons keep up their hunt.

Traffickers, murderers, they get the full sting.
But a rapist slides, no cuffs, no swing.
This aint reform, its just theft in a robe.
Dressed in law books while they rob the globe.

(Hook.)
They took the house, but not the pedo.
Froze my shit, call it justice like a hero.
While the real monsters lurkin round the shadows.
They take what you built, then burn down tomorrow.
Say its for victims, to balance the scales.
But rapists walk free while the innocent fail.
They call it justice, while powers on show.
And let the real evil slide out the shadows.

(Verse 3.)
Now they sellin off homes like its blood on the lease.
While the real predators still roam the streets.
You can kill a man, theyll come for your bricks.
But rape a kid, you might just slip through the mix.

They roll up quick just to rob what you earned.
But no raid when a monster leaves a child burned.
Its deeper than jail, its legacy theft.
Strippin you down till theres nothin left.

They say its the law, but who wrote the pen.
Same suits protectin dogs again and again.
We aint blind, we just tired of the lies.
Truth in our bars, time to open their eyes.

Bridge
Built this life from grit, pain carved in stone.
They snatch whats ours, like kings on a throne.
The systems a joke, wrapped in slick disguise.
Innocents fall while the wicked rise.

They rob the weak, then smile in our face.
Take everything, leavin no trace.
We scream for truth, but they mute the sound.
Time to rise up, tear the system down.

Outro
Ayo this aint justice, it’s a setup in disguise.
Call it law, but it’s theft in a judges tie.

Ain’t No Justice

No face no case 
Blunt filled with an eight 
Ocean had to smoke it 
Now he feel emotions late 
Eyes low, dull blade.
Dark thoughts, all day.
Grave deep, I lay.
Rain hit, slow pace 
Creepin’ in the mist, I don’t talk, I just stare,
Steps echo loud, dead silence in the air.
Black hoodie low, with a blade by the waist,
Eyes full of cold, heart gone with no trace.
No light left, just pain in the rearview,
Laugh in the dark death is closer than it appears too.
Midnight calls and the blood don’t sleep,
If I said what I seen, i swear u won’t  believe
I poured the thc in sprite 
Don’t wanna see inside my mind 
Im like a ghost that never died 
I  staring at the ceiling, why?
I don’t sleep i rot where they stood
I ain’t never been fake, I was raised in the woods 
Vision bent 
No intent 
I descent 
Silent vent 
Every day a dark event
Vision bent 
No intent 
I descent 
Silent vent 
Every day a dark event
No face no case 
Blunt filled with an eight 
Ocean had to smoke it 
Now he feel emotions late 
Eyes low, dull blade.
Dark thoughts, all day.
Grave deep, I lay.
Rain hit, slow pace 

Produced by oceanash

No Face No Case

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