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about
About a guy I work with that is trying to make money with a multi-level marketing travel pyramid scheme.
lyrics
I can’t keep up with the jones’s, drinking sodas for diversity,
if you’re finished with disowning, buy me condos for a burglary
drink a bottle every evening, mark the ceiling for a surgery
measure up just enough to never snuff it out of certainty
bested us once, so I build a case against the airport
to bill them for the foreplay, fucked me without a fair warn
there’s the air horn, a stairway to the scared stares
anyway you stand, you’re all wrong about the air fares
pen ‘em in a pencil, circumvent the penis stencils
I can freehand that essential, got ‘em hanging from the mezzanine
pressing this in benzos, got the tensile strength of better genes
reckon I get labeled more than I get laid allegedly
best to leave the prejudice, the table’s made of brevity
none of this’ll better me, speech impediments are heredity
been set up by the pedigree, in bed with this acetylene
the torch is just to tether me down to one amenity
hook
Let me sign you up, we gonna climb this together
Got Shaquille O'Neal jumping high for the getters
Never paid for the dreams, hear he's making big bucks
Got gullible's travels here to hit a hiccup
verse 2
These dudes got the fine print fixed on the dim lights,
been single-minded since before they got their skin light
Living on the slim Jim’s, a missionary been by,
trying to get me into this, assisted by the insights
Hindsight fixed, all my vision 20/20,
try to get the Hippocrates, but I’ve been sipping on the honey
gone fishing for a bit, I’ve been tripping on the cubbies
got Chicago on the mind, my home state’s kind of cruddy
now I’m living in the lines, off the beaten path a bit
but everybody follows mine, so they lacking on a ship
passing all the hits, fashioning spit from the okays
assholes on a vision quest, feeling out they whole face
Patch holes in the kata, ain't learned shit but how to cave,
Been assimilated out of, hear the hive mind is always
You want a kid but your water got you pissing out the propane
Ain't no wonder you forgot a lot of shit that I won't say
credits
from OK,
released March 21, 2017
Production: Thovo. Lyrics: Plainspoke.
UK rapper and composer Oscar reconnects with his youth on a sleek, diaristic LP influenced by ’90s hip-hop and '00s R&B. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024
