AN EXERCISE IN SLATHERING MY TOXIC THOUGHT PROCESSES IN PIG LIPSTICK

Spinning (Prod. Take/Five)

Slapstick (Prod. Cynic)

Slipslide (Prod. ANGEL MANE NO GOD)

If You Wanna (Prod. Keem)

Always Greener on the Other Side of the Blue - Prod. Sam Lang

This'll be airing out up for a little bit, then it'll get folded up and put back in the dresser
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Woke to my clock ringing like god's washcloth
Flinging drops on my window
Locked up in Limbo I forgot all that's simple,
Toppled my temple while clogged with resentful
Feelings that hint of congealing
When innocence isn't as appealing as
Indifference to the pendulums revealing and
Any penitent kneeling 
Savage attempts to remain standing turn
Back into ash once midnights grabbed me a
Fascinating path to a crash landing,
Whereupon at last it un hands me
Drag me through brambles back to my home while the
Last pull of brandy still cradles my bones
Then outside my window place me prone to
Act as a goblet while god lobs droplets

Always outta pocket, never on topic,
Almost got lost in prescription nootropics now I'm 
Dropping off off myopic with a fork lodged in a socket
God I gotta god I gotta stop it,
Always outta pocket, never on topic
Cleverness lost now my head is microscopic
Almost catatonic idiotic alcoholic
God I gotta god I gotta stop it

Splitting into fragments I guess I'm back at it,
Laugh as I crash on the path of the addicts
This is nurse ratched meets bob cratchit o-
Ppresive acts collapsing the passive
Turning into ash I cast flesh to stone on
everything that I detest of my own, an
aggressive hope to regress to bone,
Living in a mess I confess is my home there's no
Lessons I know that I haven't forgot, just an
Incessant trot to a cavernous drop,

Always outta pocket, never on topic,
Almost got lost in prescription nootropics now I'm 
Dropping off off myopic with a fork lodged in a socket
God I gotta god I gotta stop it,
Always outta pocket, never on topic
Cleverness lost now my head is microscopic
Almost catatonic idiotic alcoholic
God I gotta god I gotta stop it

Lost in a plot fulla comstock prophets and 
Thoughts of a forgotten and long lost promise, a
Song so melodic that i thought it turned me honest, just the
Sonnets of a lawless sophist
Gods in his office all hollering and raucous,
Talking bout apostates, stock drops and losses, his
Spittle drips caustic so I’ve gotta be cautious, I
Wanna be a goblet but those thoughts make me nauseous

Washcloth / Alarm Clock - prod. KIN

Here Forever - Prod. CUTOFFURMIND

Midday Nap - Prod. Mike Watts

Hoppin' out the time chamber again, expect more music in June, it'll probably happen I swear.

Yung Shy Boys is a grotesque mutant creature created from the amalgamated bodies of what used to be Tony Snark (AKA King Tut AKA Kid Marlboro), Rick Fury (AKA Everybody), and OK (AKA Professor Flex AKA The Areola Controlla). Today, Life Gang can be found wandering the wasteland rapping at nerds. Fuck snapchat.

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