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Venture a little longer
Just a little while longer
Please don’t consider it omen
To proof the measure with gold
I know it’s strange to have been here
I must know not what I do
Do you think somehow we’ll stay here?
Do you hear those whispers too?
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Chrysalis (ft. Stoneset)
02:20
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Fuck the folk on that side of the road
Carved a line to the bone: charcuterie
And yeah, I’ve been locked in since back then
This concept is nothing new to me
What was wrote is unknown
There’s a hole in my chest
But instead where my ribcage should’ve been
Dropped and did ten
It’s a hole in my head
Under smoke like my bed time usually
I forgot what you said but I filled in the blanks and it spoke to me fluently
I forgot what you said but I filled in the blanks and it spoke to me fluently
I forgot what you said but I filled in the blanks and it spoke to me fluently
Marlo how it’s one way it could go and so the city had to get used to me
You don’t pick your poison
Bought myself a bag ‘cause I’ve been a good boyfriend
Been a good man, I’ve been making good choices
Drew it in a graph, didn’t look how I thought it
Staring at two hands, they don’t look how I saw them
Boring at the land, ear out for its voices
I just spent a grand on my past ‘cause I caught it
I just spent a grant and a half!
I grew to a bull from a calf out the stomach
The world spinning ‘round made me laugh, nearly vomit
I’m trying to emerge from the dark, from chrysalis
I wouldn’t have fucked up the wok with a salad
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3. |
Elbow Grease
02:55
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Ain’t no telling what I’m picking up on
As I’m picking up, I pushed the button
Might be pushing it on such as substance
My luck of the draw was hauling punnets
As if I made a track on which to run but couldn’t run it
You gotta love it!
Got bones in the cupboard
That cone got me watching my shoulder
Still a village man if I track both
Europeans say I should have seen Rome
You cunts have never been broke
Even family names written in stone
Guess where I stay:
Treading on coals
Gave my weapon names
Pulled it out stone
Fuck out my face, cuzzy
I’m grown, no lemonade
Only elbow grease wringing gave
Hence I felt stolen from anyway
And who do I owe?
My bow slowing pace
Yet the cello projects hell bass
Trust my fellow protects every trace
Stood at my post
I rue the very day which was bestowed
I’m happy in the cave
Pig grabbed me by the ear
Said “nigger, you can’t stand right here”
And “don’t lurk, I might steer”
Don’t care or own fur, I don’t feel
Hit it like a wave on the pier
I don’t sway, I congeal
It was written in the stars
I’m real if I like it or not
I don’t cave into fear
We’re in the city…
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4. |
Talking to Myself
02:27
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Shallow but the kelp got the upper hand
Life on the shelf looking longer than
Talking to myself…
Under orange set, first in the house
Second hand moving ominous
Faster than pelt from the stronger hand
Perfect and well how I said I am
You know me well, that’s another man
But meaning well
Lit a couple lamps, perched by the Dell
Who hopes for some providence might get some help
Who knows who’s the God of them might serve them well
My prose wasn’t prominent
Just had to spell what’s obvious
Old post was East, no blood on it
No good teams, I’m on the bench
Summoning heat and loving it
Simple and clean
What were you born for?
Bore, dig up the lore, core
Forward, Adebayor
Yawn, sordid
I’m getting bored
Four corners
Nowhere to walk
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5. |
Laughter
03:12
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Chronology, order
My progression from the corner
City wide, the tour
I’d forgotten about the Taurus
Fucking up the sword and almost selling off my organs
Freer than I bought it
Played a major chord on organ
Glasses on, Ray Charles
Hidden like Gengar
Spooky Black, tan dark
Drowning in Renmark
Far from the hill
Asphalt ripped my skin off
Parting with emergency bill when the bills hard
Pick up my importer
I was picking up to slaughter
Cell that held a thought
I smoke it out, found it and pointed
When I found my voice
Was revelling in disappointment
Charging at the point
So I was idle in the corner
Nails green and black
I know my blood redder than vino
Mild heart attack
Then I was ‘illin with my ‘pinos
We paid for this shit
But they flew ‘em in for keynotes
I’m new to this shit
But we’ve been around for eons
Braille on my back
I can read a body, tango
Fishing for a track
We could feel the stars say no
Helped the dexie crack in half
Sparking off my neuro
Out the coffin, Dracula
Sold it to an emo
Put it on PayPal
Twenty four hours later
Sounding like Outkast: “hey ya!”
I feel like Bow Wow, braids styled
Storyboard, paper
Thumbs up, face down
Hunch in my nape so I wait ‘round
Shadow hard to trace, so I make sounds
Echo helped locate where to lay down
Later in the day, wrung the brain out
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6. |
Save Point
04:08
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The way I threw my weight around the digital space
Had to play around in spite of the mace that’s sprayed around
It’s hard to wait around and stand in one place
I had to pace around and let it out, all of the waste that’s chemical
To lay the layer down, something to withstand the power
Conjuring a battered crown, I’m out of town
Waiting for the city sense of urgency to simmer down
Doing work, because I need money now
Feel the fucking vehicle lurch, swerve about
Soccer mum whip, keep the pigs’ suspicions out
On my bullshit, same body, just a different house
Humming my hymn, just a memory I read aloud
Dialogue slim ‘cause the battery is running out
And my throat stings, I think someone pulled the baccy out
Broken English, I’m not speaking to the Commonwealth
Blunt in my grip, don’t know what the fuck it’s all about
Calling in sick ‘cause I’m trying to feel better now
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Reverence (ft. Nerdie)
03:02
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Moving, no controller
Buzz me on my lonesome
My first one was Motorola
I’m from hills I stumbled over
When I hopped the line
I learned that shit from slurping cola
Firm on what it goes for
Earning what I owe
I said it so and so it goes on…
Lead with my elbow up
I don’t know the devil
Heard that boy’s walking below us
Did it for the reverence
Counting down the days
I only made it up to seven
Preaching like a reverend
Life was almost peachy
But I had a couple questions
Easing up on excess
Barely even eating
I was focused on the exit
It gets leaky at that pressure
I recall a wish upon a star for water bender
Why’d you have to do me like that?
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8. |
Prospect
03:09
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Prospect banal
Watching canal
Clock oiled well
But it’s still when I dwell
Prospect banal
Watching canal
Clock oiled well
But it’s still how I felt
Lows dipped lower
Lower than my opticals
Tonic economical
Poké ball optimal
Optional blows hit lower than a buckle drew
Something hit my knuckles
Too quick for discussion
Movement was a wonder
Got farther…
Parched from the “ha-ha”
Parchment, drawing up of map of the dark part
“La, la”, I’m Dipsy
Not drunk in my Dickies
Just buzzed, not tipsy
Some drinks for a living
One pint at the launch
One life so I’m staunch
Struck with a bike on the street facing North
Old boy dodged a date with the court
Some of my niggas not lucky at all
I heard dogs sniffing so I’m running outdoors
Ain’t no guards with me, I just did that shit raw
In the armoury had to measure my core
What’s economy when you really are poor?
In my artery, felt it shrinking from cold
What’s emergency when it’s everything wrong?
What’s apology when you probably won’t grow?
What’s the purpose of getting up in the morn?
What’s the urgency for a death by the sword?
Felt like Alice when I sat behind Nord
Feel like Alice when I’m singing my songs
In the palace, wrote a ballad forlorn
In the Valley, I was selling my soul
Wrangling my functional form
I was ranting through a comfortable yawn
Steady handling, I got a tight claw
Fruit was dangling and almost got caught
I was angling the self to see more
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9. |
To See the Dusk
01:59
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The predecessors did it tough, did it the hard way
But they had enough
I’m trying to chuck a U to Old Salawe
Also leave some flowers for my Aunty where she’s gone
And agogo’s passing caused a hole inside my heart
It was Sade in the park helped the mar fade
Some day, I hope that we can talk about the sharp pains and all potential causes
I was hauling down the one way facing wrong
That’s the one way I was taught
I was glad to see the dusk
That’s around the time I spawned
It was factories among us
I was glad to be the son
Ever graceful, no Mugabe when he fall
I’m a sucker for the thunder and the storm
And a lover after all
Ever grateful to be one who saw the dawn
How long, this day on Earth…
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10. |
In a Cube
05:04
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Something in the talk
Vine poisoned
Within long fight
To keep the body upright
Lived it for the whole time
Something in the talk
Crestfallen
Within long fight
To keep the body upright
Lived it for the whole time
Seconds coming sooner
All my niggas goofy
Gas and lucy made me stupid
To get buried within routine
Or be singing with the tuba
’Til the echo chamber carries us to sea
I’m in a cube, but
And I never felt like you
I sniffed the roses, orchids, tulips
Sora taught me you can do this
Willed the Earth and felt its movement
Might diverge, might bolt my roof on
What you deserve…
What did you do, but?
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