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Fentanyl Crisis
01:10
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WHOSE BLOOD? WHOSE HANDS??
/NO MATTER WHO I AM
WHAT I DO OR WHAT I SAY
AS LONG AS I CAN PAY
YOU CAN COUNT YOUR CASH & WALK AWAY
//YOUR CONSCIENCE IS CLEAR
BUT YOU CAN'T SEE THE VIEW FROM HERE
4 MORE PEOPLE DIED TODAY
& YOU JUST WANT TO WALK AWAY
(100'S DEAD ON THE DTES
FROM DR.DEATH'S LAST BATCH
SOME SAY LIVING WELL IS THE BEST REVENGE
BUT OBLIVION'S WORTH TAKING THE CHANCE)
///CORPSE IN YOUR ARMS
IT COULD BE ME
CARRY ME HOME
WITH YOUR PTSD
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FEELING LIKE I ALWAYS HIDE FEELING LIKE YOU NEVER SEEK
I'VE BEEN DEAD FOR WEEKS & I CAN'T GET NO SLEEP
WE NO LONGER SEEM TO CROSS PATHS
HAVEN'T SEEN YOU SINCE LAST FALL
BUT I SWEAR I HEARD YOU LAUGH
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WALL
.. OUT TO THE VOID I CALL
IT'S MEMORIES THAT THE SENSES DREAD
NO LONGER ABLE TO MAKE AMENDS
CHANCES TAXED AS EACH DAY ENDS
TALKING TO THE DEAD
I'M LOCKED UP IN MY HEAD
DROVE OUT ALL MY REAL FRIENDS
PLAGUING ME W/SHAME
TO PLAY THIS PETTY GAME
TRIED TO SHIFT THE BLAME
& I SPLIT APART MY BRAIN
BASKING IN THE PAIN
MASKING IT TO MAINTAIN
BROKE A MIRROR DOWN INTO SAND
MY 2ND FACE IS SIFTING THROUGH MY HANDS
YOUR FUCKED UP MUG SMACKS OF BAD VIBES
I'M NOT QUITE SURE WHAT TO DO W/YOU
IT'S ALL THESE DRUGS IN DESPERATE TIMES
I'D HIDE FOR WEEKS JUST TO SNUFF OUT THE TRUTH
THERE'S PARTS OF US NO ONE FORGETS
SECRETS, PROMISES, & DEBTS
I'LL TUNE INTO MY FAVORITE LIES
& CALL IT PARADISE
JUDGEMENT WILL COME SOON
GAGGED MOUTH
& GOUGED EYES
I'M SHROUDED IN WHITE LIGHT
ADORNED IN SEVERED TIES
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s.k.i.d.
03:01
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FORCED US FROM OUR HOMES
DROVE US FROM THE STREETS
& SHELTERS ALWAYS HAVE A SHORTAGE OF BEDS
FOR STREET KIDS IN DISTRESS
IT JUST KICKED IN NOW
I KNOW I WILL NOT SURVIVE
SOULS BEEN STRIPPED BARE, & I SEE NOTHING THERE
SO WHAT IS IT THAT'S KEEPING ME ALIVE?
IN THE BACKROOMS OF SECRET SPACES
YOUR SHADOW ESCAPES YOU
THEIR EYES HAVE ERASED YOU
MORALLY BANKRUPTING YOUR CHARITY CASES
I'LL BE A SKELETON FOR YOU
SHED MY SKIN
DESTROY ALL I'VE BEEN
FOR YOU
CAUSE I KNOW THE WORLD SPINS FOR YOU
TO TAKE ME ON A RIDE
HUMAN TRAFFIC ENDLESSLY COLLIDING
& ALL WORTH DENIED
A COLD DEAD WORLD FOR EVIL TO CONFIDE IN
BLOOD ON ALL MY SLEEVES
I'M THE THINNING OUT AMONGST THIEVES
SOMETHING IN THE EYES THEY HIDE
THAT BRING BACK MEMORIES
MY MOTHERS FILTHY KNEES
MY OLD MANS DRUNKEN BREATH
A LOCKED ROOM TO CHOKE THE BREEZE
DESTROYED THE KEYS SO FALSE HOPES I DON'T GET
I CAN HANDLE THE PAIN
CAUSE IT AIN'T SO BAD
IF ONLY IT WAS ALL I EVER HAD
TO GET THROUGH
TO YOU
FORCED US FROM OUR HOMES
DROVE US FROM THE STREETS
HOW QUICKLY THIS CITY FORGETS
STREET KIDS IN DISTRESS
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I Function All The Time
00:24
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I COME UNDONE JUST TO UNWIND
BUT I FUNCTION ALL THE TIME
ENOUGH STRESS TO MESS YOUR MINDBUT I FUNCTION ALLHETIME
MY MORTAL COIL FEELS LIKE A BIND
BUT
I
FUNKCHIN ALL DA TIME
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ALL THE WOOD I CUT I GIVE HER
SO SHE WON'T HVE TO CROSS THE RIVER
& LOSE HER CHILD TO THE BOOTLEGGERS WRATH
WHEN THEY START TO BUILD THE ROAD
& THE WHITE MAN STARTS TO UNLOAD
WILL WE LED AWAY FROM OUR TRUE PATH?
LYNXRIVERBOYZ
HAVEN'T BEEN BACK SINCE THEY CAME FOR ME
I NO LONGER RECOGNIZE MY FAMILY
BUT I WILL STILL ALWAYS BE
ONE OF THOSE LYNXRIVERBOYZ
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Pleasin' Jesus
01:58
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THEY SNATCHED MY MOM AT BIRTH
DETACHED HER FROM THE EARTH
SHE LEARNED WHAT IT WAS WORTH
& TRIED TO FILL THE HOLE INSIDE W/DIRT
I LOOK BACK IN DISBELIEF
THAT I WAS BORN, & TOOK ON ALL THAT GRIEF
OUR TIME TOGETHER WAS BRIEF
BUT I LOST MY YOUTH,
INHERITED THE TRUTH,
& NOW THERE'S NO RELIEF
I NEED A PUZZLE TO THIS PIECE
BUT MY FAMILIES DECEASED
& THE TRAUMA JUST WON'T CEASE
MAYBE THERE'S NOTHING LEFT BUT PLEASIN' JESUS
.. I KNOW THERE'S NOTHING LEFT BUT PLEASIN' JESUS
SO PRAISE HIM
WHAT DROVE HER MIND
TO SUICIDE?
ALL THOSE NIGHTS SHE CRIED
WHAT DID SHE HIDE INSIDE?
I JUST WISH THAT SHE COULD KNOW THAT I FORGIVE HER
FOR ALL THE BAD TIMES I DENIED
FOR SO LONG
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I FEEL HAUNTED ALL THE TIME
BY SOMEONE I THOUGHT I HAD FORGOT
DON'T COME AROUND WHERE YOU'RE NOT WANTED
& LEAVE THE WAY YOU CAME
10 SPEED FOR 10 MILES I WAS SENT TO PICK UP BREAD
DRYHEAVING IN THE AISLES BEEN 2 DAYS SINCE I'VE BEEN FED
CASHIER NEVER SMILES SHE SEES THE BRUISES ON MY HEAD
I GOT NO PB&J FOR MY TOAST
CRACKSMOKE ON THE BREEZE I CUT THE TENSION W/A JOKE
I'M RUNNING FOR THE TREES WHERE I BURIED MOMS OLD COAT
I CRY TIL' I CAN'T BREATHE MY TINY HEART IS BROKE
I HEAD BACK HOME TO TUSSLE W/A GHOST
I STILL HAVE TROUBLE ADMITTING THAT YOUR DEAD
DOUBTS THAT CROWD THE HEAD
I SIT UP W/YOUR MEMORY
THAT MORNING CAME & FILLED ME UP W/DREAD
CAUSE I STAYED IN BED
THE DAY THEY SPREAD
YOUR ASHES OUT AT SEA
HEAD BACK HOME TO TUSSLE W/A GHOST
NOW IT'S THOSE CHROMOSOMES I HUSTLE FOR THE MOST
A HEREDITARY HELL THAT'S GONE UN DIAGNOSED
SELF MEDICATE & JUST LIKE MOM
I OVERDOSED
I STILL HAVE TROUBLE ADMITTING THAT YOUR DEAD
DOUBTS THAT CROWD THE HEAD
I SIT UP W/YOUR MEMORY
THAT MORNING CAME & FILLED ME UP W/DREAD
CAUSE I STAYED IN BED
THE DAY THEY SPREAD
YOUR ASHES OUT AT SEA
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I'M IN & OUT X2
OF ALL THESE GHETTO CLINICS
I'M IN & OUT X2
OF ALL THESE CHURCH BASEMENTS
I'M DONE PROWLING FOR STRANGE
NOW I'M HOWLING FROM MY CAGE
AFRAID I'LL NEVER CHANGE
GO THRU THE MOTIONS ONCE MORE
STUCK IN A CYCLE
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOULL HAVE ME IN UR HOME
AFTER ALL WE'VE BEEN THRU THIS YR
OUR LIVES ARE LIVED IN FITS OF DESPERATION
& I'M SO SORRY NOT MUCH ELSE SEEMS TO HAPPEN HERE
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Lower Class Anomaly
03:16
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BUD OSBORN:
YOU CAN CRIMINALIZE OUR PAIN
PULVERIZE OUR HUMAN RIGHTS
DEHUMANIZE US W/CHARITY
BUT WE ARE SOMEBODY
YOU WON'T BELIEVE YOU CAN FIT YOUR WHOLE LIFE
INTO A SHOPPING CART
NOT UNTIL YOU HAVE TO
I'VE LOST MUCH
I CANFIT IT ALL IN JUST A BROKEN HEART
BUT I CAN'T FIT IN W/YOU
DISASSOCIATION FROM BOTH SIDES
SPECTRAL KIN DRAW ME TOWARDS THE BLURRY YONDER
THAT'S WHERE I WANDER
WHAT YOU SEE IS A PARASITE
SO UNGRATEFUL FOR THE SCRAPS THAT PEOPLE OFFER
BUT YOU COULDN'T POSSIBLY FATHOM
THE SHEER WILL IT TAKES FOR ME TO LIVE
BECAUSE YOU'RE PUSHING YOUR OWN NARRATIVE
FROM YOUR SIDE
DISASSOCIATION FROM BOTH SIDES
A DYING LANGUAGE SCREAMING FROM A GALLERY WALL
BOUNTY OF ROBBED GRAVES ARE ON DISPLAY
YOU'RE A CONNOISSEUR OF EVERYBODY ELSES CULTURE
BUT YOU don't know WHAT IT'S LIKE TO HAVE IT TAKEN AWAY
TAKE IT AWAY
DISASSOCIATION FROM BOTH SIDES
MEET ME HALF WAY 'CROSS THE GREAT DIVIDE
SLOWLY APPROACHING FROM BOTH SIDES
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A GROWING BOY NEEDS VITAMINS
SO DON'T SLAP ME AROUND FOR CRYING OVER SPILT MILK
CAUSE I GOT A KNOWING GNAWING IN MY BONES
& MELTING SNOWCONES WON'T ALLEVIATE A YOUTH THAT'S QUICKLY WILTING
THE SHELVES DAD BUILT BEFORE HE DIED ARE TILTING
TIME TAKES ITS COURSE & SO DO I
WITH OR WITHOUT THE DAMAGE DEPOSIT
I NO LONGER WANT TO BE THE GHOST HAUNTING THIS BUILDING
SO I TOOK THE PORTAL IN MY DEAD DADS CLOSET
& I WOKE UP ON THE ASS END OF ADOLESCENCE
& I POKE UP ENOUGH TO SEND ME BACK TO THE ESSENCE
MY DEADBEAT DADDY SURE MADE AN IMPRESSION
CHILD INSIDE CRIES OUT FOR MY DAILY REGRESSION
MAYBE IT'S TIME TO GRADUATE FROM MY GATEWAY DRUG
CAST OFF THE CRUTCH
I'M GODLY ON A BINGE HIGH
YOU'RE COLD TO THE TOUCH
I NOD INTO THE 1/2 LIGHT
IT NEVER MEANT THAT MUCH
I NEVER EVEN SAID GOODBYE
AN EYE FOR AN EYE
I STARE FROM A STRANGE SIDE
THERE'S STILL TIME TO GRADUATE FROM MY GATEWAY DRUG
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Sentient Shitstain
03:33
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CAN'T HOLD DOWN MY MEALS CAN'T HOLD DOWN A JOB
SO I HOLD THE HANDS OF THOSE I ROB
BUT COPS ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO KNOW MY REAL NAME
I HIDE MY FEELINGS IN A STALL
INSIDE I'M STILL REELING FROM MY MOMS CALL
& I FEEL MYSELF PEELING FROM THE FRAME
I'M STILL HERE AFTER ALL I'VE BEEN THOUGH
& I STILL RESENT THE WORLD THAT I WAS BORN INTO
I'VE GOT NOWHERE TO MAKE MY WAY BACK TO
& I'VE LONG FORGOTTEN THOSE THAT I ONCE KNEW
SO WHERE AM I TO SEEK THE TRUTH?
WHO TURNED ON MY BRAIN?
HAVE I LEARNED TO HARNESS THE PAIN?
DO I DESERVE TO REMAIN?
CONSCIOUSNESS SO INHUMANE
I'M A SENTIENT SHITSTAIN..
I ONCE HAD MANY DOUBTS
ABOUT THE TRIALS OF PAST LIFETIMES
BUT NOW I AM DEVOUT
& I MUST PAY FOR THESE CRIMES
NO COMMON MAN CAN JUDGE
GO ON SIFTING THROUGH THE SLUDGE
TO SURVIVE IS TO HOLD ONTO A GRUDGE
.. HOW LONG MUST I HOLD ON?
& FACE THE NIGHT ALONE
HOW LONG?
MUST I HOLD ON?
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YOU TURN A WARRIOR ON HIMSELF
& THERE'S NO CHANCE OF SURVIVAL
HE COMES TO YOU WHEN HE NEEDS HELP
& YOU STRIKE HIM DOWN W/YOUR BIBLE
MY ROOTS ARE ALL PULLED UP
MY HERITAGE WILL DIE W/ME
ON THIS LAND THAT ONCE WAS OURS
WE'LL TAKE IT BACK
I WAS FORCED FROM PLACE TO PLACE
THEN FROM STREET TO STREET
ALWAYS FACE TO FACE
W/CLEAN FREAKS KEEPING THINGS NEAT
I'VE GOT NO TIME TO LEAVE A TRACE
I GOT MAKERS TO MEET
DEATH MERCHANT MUMBLES
THE EARTH BENEATH ME CRUMBLES
& I FEEL MYSELF START TO SINK INTO THE SCENERY
I HEAR ALL THAT'S DECEIVING YOU
I FEAR IT AS I'M WEAVING THROUGH
THE RUINS OF OUR HOMES
TRANSFORMED BY COLONIALIST MACHINERY
//
I AM WARNING YOU
I'VE SKIPPED OUT ON A LIFETIMES WORTH
OF LEARNING FROM MY MISTAKES
W/E IT TAKES TO FREE MY MIND
OF THE PLATITUDES & ATTITUDES OF THOSE THAT GAVE ME LIFE
PROUD SPIRIT RAPED
TAPED THE BIRTH OF TRAGEDY
SLAVE BABIES TEETHE
RAISED BY BLARING TV'S
THEY TOOK IT ALL AWAY
& THEY CAN'T GIVE IT BACK NOW
CAUSE IT'S ALL LOST
THEY PAVED OVER MY ANCESTORS GRAVES
SO THEY COULD HAVE A PARKING LOT
SO ALL COULD COME & SEE
THE WRATH OF PROGRESS
UPON
YOU & ME
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TJ Felix
just a homesick Qelmucw on stolen land
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(FKA industrial priest overcoats)
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