1. |
MACARONI
04:21
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MACARONI
Royce wanna call a meeting
Get me on FaceTime
Complete with required reading
make a nigga hate life
She can tell I’m high
Just by lookin in my eyes
It kills me
I don’t tell no lies
I just read the first line
You’re no imposter
You are the truth
Listen to me,
I’m broken hearted
It’s obvious
To everyone
But you.
Precious baby.
At this point it’s been like an hour
outside her line of sight
I crush a blue pill to a fine powder
Kinda like China white
And she just told me why
And I even though I know she’s right
I still do
cold dead eyes
Might never realize
‘ fore it kills you
Macaroni Niggas, impastas
You’re no imposter
You are the truth
(Don’t mean anything if you don’t believe)
Listen to me
I’m broken hearted
It’s obvious
To everyone
But you
Precious Baby
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2. |
UNHOLY LOVE
03:44
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UNHOLY LOVE
I used to want the whole world
And everything that’s in it too
That
won’t
make
me
whole.
That won’t make me
And now I want the whole world
So I can give it all to you
If
that
would
make
you
hold
Hold me up
Hold me down
Hold me close
To you
Take me as I am
The whole me
Take me by the hand
And hold me
Our.
Unholy love
Unholy love
Unholy love
Nobody knows
A Holy Love
Take me as I am
The whole me
Break me down to grams
Do you still want the whole world?
Yeah I’m about to get it too
Bout
That
Would
Fill
The
Whole
When I steal the whole world
Are all my sins forgivable
That
Deep
In
The
Hole
That deep in the
Hole baby
Hole made by
Hole made by me
For me
Take me as I am
The whole me
Take me by the hand
Control me
Unholy love
Unholy love
Unholy love
Nobody knows
A Holy Love
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3. |
HALCYON
05:11
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HALCYON
In the fractured haze of
Our
Our memories
An imprint stitched in
Time
You’re an amber ball in-
side
an oak tree
A dragonfly
Crystallized
Halcyon
We are young
The best days of our lives
You’re a silhouette in
slow
Slow motion
On the silver
Screen
You’re cigarette
Smoke
Smoke blowin
In concentric
gossamer rings
Halcyon
The best days of our lives
I love you in a place
Beyond space
And time
I love you in
The
Halcyon
The best days of our lives
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4. |
SHE GETS ME HIGH
03:44
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SHE GETS ME HIGH
She Gets Me
High
Gets me high like Heroin
Every
Time
Every time and ever since
She Gets Me
High
Higher than I've ever been
Since I quit she's been my only
Hi.
Fancy seein' her again
Every
time
every moment that we spend
she gets me
high
gets me higher than I've ever been
since i quit she's been my only fix
she can't save me from myself
she cant save me
at all
I know its all my fault
it's
obvious
that these
problems
aren't some
is not a
aren't some
easy fix
She can't save me from myself
she cant save me
at all.
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5. |
MORGAN
00:35
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6. |
DREAM EBONY
03:28
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DREAM EBONY
Gold shimmer of the setting sun
Glimmers on your ebony skin
To be here with you now
Timeless for a while
Don’t worry bout a thing
A lone figure in those emerald fields
Pinch yourself if this is real
A smile bright as it is wide
No one I loved ever died
wanna know just how it feels
You really gotta ask yourself.
Do you want BLACK PEOPLE
To be free?
More than anything else.
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7. |
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LOVE IN THE TIME OF THE OPIATE CRISIS
Love in the time of the opiate crisis
The only survivors were all of the lifers
Cause those
Blus
Those blus all over town
Those blus
Those blus are going around
Love in the time of the opiate crisis
Wipin her eyelids it’s always been like this
Cause those
blus
Those blus I told her bout
Those blus
Yeah I’m on those now.
I’mma die just a little bit
Light up a cigarette
For a while it was heroin
Now it’s oblivion
I thought we were finished with it
Why are we relivin it?
She said I’m not doin this again.
The blues.
The blues are over now.
It’s true.
It’s true I’m sober now.
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8. |
I HATE THE SUN
04:27
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I HATE THE SUN
And she knows....
She knows I.....
She knows I hate....
The Sun.
The Sand.
The Sea.
And The Air.
And I know...
I know she...
she’s in L.A
The once
she wants
The beach
the beach
is where...
We go
Yeah we go
Even though
I’m exposed
And she knows
She knows I hate everyone
And everything
She knows I hate the sun
Especially
But her love is so sweet
It brought a goth to the beach.
She knows I hate everyone
And everything.
She knows the Heroin
Leaves my bloodstream
We go
Yeah
We go
Even though
I’m exposed
She knows
I love you more
Than I hate myself.
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9. |
TEEN ANGEL/ MORGAN PT. 2
05:25
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TEEN ANGEL
when you watched her
Watchin me
for the first time
You knew you lost her
and then you lost your mind.
When you watched her
you saw signs.
Not every angel has wings and can fly
but that’s just what you did
God only knows the reason why
You jumped off that bridge
Teen angel
Teen Angel
How did it feel
Now that it’s real
And you fell from the heavens, sweet….
You were just a kid
Just a teenager
Whatever it was, whatever is
Would have got better.
When you were young
you swore she’d be yours
The Guardian Angel, the boy next door
When you were young you’d grow up you were sure
Not every angel has wings and can fly
But that’s just what you did
And lord knows one night you would try
To jump off that bridge
Teen.
Teen Angel
How did it feel?
Now that it’s real
And you fell from the heavens, sweet….
Sweet angel
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YONNAS Denver, Colorado
The child of Eritrean immigrants who fled war, walked across the Sudanese desert for nine days, conceived him in Rome and
birthed him in Denver, Yonnas is a confluence of miracles.
Dreamy Soul For Black Liberation. De-Colonized Rock music. Dream Bops for the bright, shiny Black future.
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