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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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from It Must Be Strange to Not Have Lived, released February 9, 2024

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