

If you all expect Kendrick can hack it
Fulfill four figures' field roll then flak him
Then after that no half time will happen
Because you'll attack any black act patched in

Humble yourselves therefore
under the mighty hand of god
so that at the proper time he exalts you
he has told you what is good

Is the Hip-Hop
too much to swallow
You're still a lost dog
Olly olly oxen free
Don't borrow an opinion
Are you listening or following
You're still a lost dog
Crawling out the alleyway


Humble yourselves therefore
under the mighty hand of god
so that at the proper time he exalts you
he has told you what is good

Is the Hip-Hop
Yeah, you're still a lost dog
Don't borrow an opinion
Yeah you're still a lost dog

Too much to swallow
Olly olly oxen free
Are you listening or following
Crawling out the alleyway

Borrow An Opinion

I'm Dad
As long as the art arms of tattooed man
Can have
One hand
On back
Feel the love lungs of hungry girl
Who's up past bath
The heart
You would wear me on with their brand new songs
Within car doors drink Coors poured
Like fatass dads on lawns
Talked about how we would eat
How we would both be one

I'm Dad
As long as the art arms of tattooed man
Can have
One hand
On back
Feel the love lungs of hungry girl
Who's up past bath
The heart
You would wear me on with their brand new songs
Within car doors drink Coors poured
Like fatass dads on lawns
Talked about how we would eat
How we would both be one

I'm Dad

I tried to tell you that I'm wrong
Yeah yeah yeah
But stole the lyrics to this song
Yeah yeah yeah

There's no peace and hasn't been in a while
There's no peace since I don't know when and it's my fault
Steam
I live to let off
Steam

You left me out of breath
Lift me out again
All the ways you caused me pain are coming to an end

I've got five minutes to fake
A happy face and have it be convinced
That all my friends are on the xgum partying list

You left me out of breath
Lift me out again
All the ways you caused me pain are coming to an end

I've got five minutes to fake
A happy face and have it be convinced
That all my friends are on the xgum partying list

The Steam

First of all
I'd like to say
Your war with us
Is halfway made

How will you win a war
Whose leaders can fight no more
Your soldiers are choosing end
Before our men might fight again

(Mama loi, papa loi)
(Mama loi, papa loi)

We are defending our rights
Against aggressors through a form of worship
Justice is our strongest army
Your grasp on safety slipped

Look at your finance
Hurricane violence
Peace be upon those
Who follow guidance

(Mama loi, papa loi)
(Mama loi, papa loi)

We are defending our rights
Against aggressors through a form of worship
Justice is our strongest army
Your grasp on safety slipped

Dambolo

Nothing, you know what I'm saying...
Will, it's all right to be angry.
Hey, why should I be mad? I'm saying at least he said goodbye this time. I just wish I hadn't wasted my money buying this stupid present.
I'm sorry. You know, if there was something that l...
You know what, you ain't got to do nothing, Uncle Phil. Ain't like I'm still five years old, you know. Ain't like I'ma be sitting up every night asking my mom, "When's Daddy coming home?", you know. Who needs him? Hey, he wasn't there to teach me how to shoot my first basket, but I learned, didn't I? And I got pretty damn good at it too, didn't I, Uncle Phil?
Yeah, you did.
Got through my first date without him, right? I learned how to drive, I learned how to shave, I learned how to fight without him. I had fourteen great birthdays without him! He never even sent me a damn card! TO HELL WITH HIM!

There are some maintenance items
That I gotta get set before I make my exit
I feel so justified in the remarks that I make
That I key more uncaged

I think you're being a fake
When you're quiet a wait
Then you say such nice things
The weeks of nothingness pass
Then act an empath
Only hurts my feelings

I think you're being a fake
When you're quiet a wait
Then you say such nice things
The weeks of nothingness pass
Then act an empath
Only hurts my feelings

A different life, it had to develop
Gripped by every limb it could hold

Now if anybody wanted to walk in my way
Would they blaze trails made into art the same day
As if anybody had to hack at my heart
To cause my scrawls of masterpiece parts
Now if anybody wanted to walk in my way
Would they blaze trails made into art the same day
As if anybody had to hack at my heart
To cause my scrawls of masterpiece parts

There are some maintenance items
That I gotta get set before I make my exit
I feel so justified in the remarks that I make
That I key more uncaged

I think you're being a fake
When you're quiet a wait
Then you say such nice things
The weeks of nothingness pass
Then act an empath
Only hurts my feelings

Now if anybody wanted to walk in my way
Would they blaze trails made into art the same day
As if anybody had to hack at my heart
To cause my scrawls of masterpiece parts

A different life, it had to develop
(If I even begin to posit
That I am being fucked with)
Gripped by every limb it could hold
(Whether I myself have caused it
If something's off, I stop it)

To Hell



Pop-Pop used to write us target stories
I only remember a few things about it

While it writes I edit in the margins
Crossing the page my letters enlarge and
Keeping from my hand in the same place
I’m left handed
Big old mansion
Running around it
Looking for teeth
Smile for me
A painted leaf
As if an artist came out
Where I am now
And covered the plant
In red-ochre and brown
A heron flying low
On the lake coast
Frosted in the sun
Like a sperm sample
Has a final meal
So much as I see
Ίησούς ʹο Ναζωραιος βασιλεύς τών Ίουδαιών
Here is the church and here is the steeple
Tobacco head buzz
We are all created equal
Although we’re not created
But we’re lucky to exist
Although luck is not a true thing
And neither is coincidence

And oh
My name is Roney Roland IV
And oh
My comfort with guitar is improving
Oh
My name is Roney Roland IV
And oh
Big old mansion
Big old mansion

I watch the hawk as he’s getting its food
Open a window to open your own mood
I like the lake at eleven in the morning in November
Thank you but it’s turning stale
In Hagia Sophia there’s a beautiful mosaic
Of Jonah and the Whale with vegetal lacing
It also contains a Dionysian type
This is a one-hundred year old Cuban pipe
We should all know the call of our own state bird
It brightens our days whenever it is heard
Where I am now with painted leaves
It’s the sound of a cardinal relieved
It’s the sound of a carnival bereaved

And oh
My name is Roney Roland IV
And oh
My comfort with guitar is improving
Oh
My name is Roney Roland IV
And oh
Big old mansion
Big old mansion
Big old mansion
Big old mansion
Ted Fucking Danson


Big Old Mansion (2025 Mix)


Saving hundreds of dollars a season
Out of feeling love for you
Staying lung pulls of oxygen away from okay
When I'm needing to get up and eat soon
Because there's a dollar more for us per day
And a dollar less for my selfish craze

At least I haven't spent the day awake
At least I worked through the night
For both your and my sake
Don't accuse me of adoring my cat more than you
How could an argument come out of this spirit
Loud are the mornings when I drum without recording it

"Above all, don't lie to yourself
The man who lies to himself
And listens to his own lie
Comes to a point that he can not
Distinguish the truth
Within him, around him
And so loses all respect
For himself and for others
Having no respect
He ceases to love"

Hundreds of Dollars

When I was in college I was in a band
Didn't pay attention, didn't make a plan

Hi
The drumming you did on Umbrella was really tight
Hi
Can I show you something that I wrote last night

Hi
The drumming you did on Umbrella was really tight
Hi
Can I show you something that I wrote last night

On Umbrella

https://linktr.ee/xgum - ξγυμ - biggest influences are whitehouse, death grips, SLAYWORLD, and Richey Edwards-era Manic Street Preachers

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