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Loosen Up

 

Loosen Up

(专辑: Written Thursday - 2011)


Fuck sanitizing cuz' I'm a virus
So dirty like the old Osiris
I never tip-toe when I'm on papyrus
Cuz' my words bleed through band aids can't hide this
And I just get on my ride and blast off
Cuz' my schemes so ponzi I'm a madoff
Weekend with bernie donzi boat burning
Cigarette boat the speeds are unearthly
Chilling in the harbor... as if I swam there
I like my health but, I still jam there
I got my jambox cut to 11
And I'm e-dub I don't know any evan
Unless your profession is cutting checks
In which case that name prolly suits me best
Or black paisley the name we gave hope to
That light in the tunnel is starting to poke through

I ain't just trying to survive
I'm still trying to thrive
I never want to say goodbye
But this road's getting hard and my lungs filling up with dust
And I ain't never had the answer
So I keep moving faster
Two steps from the next disaster
In a world so tight all I wanna do is loosen up

I play the black keys, I play the white keys
88's go harder than them nikes
I'm a scorpio, no pisces
I'm not a fish, so please don't bite, bite this
My hope, my dreams, my love, my passion
I stomach most things, but, not inaction
Redacting fiction is my favorite pastime
The sharpie's out, I'll pen this last line
I take the bass out, I leave the drums in
I take the hate out, I put the love in
On trial double murder and the glove fits
Johnnie Cochran ain't around put the sub in
Hungry fiends they need thrills so I'll try to feed that
College kids sitting on the edge of their bean bags
They need that thriller and I promise I'll deliver
No manilla envelope, we all colors no vanilla

Loosen up and hear the kids talking
They want truth or else they'll start walking
Hard bargained lies are your coffin
Watch it burn while you're sitting in your office
I can't call it, shit, but I'll text it
The played out is bound to get nexted
You lay down to try to get rest
But that bed is like a prison where you living till death

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