You see I rap a story great at an ambulatory pace
Some shit I'm just too old for, call it statutory rape
But I plant my seed
Call me Johnny
You my apple, orange and grape
Urban farmer, turn your ground up, here's a sample for your taste
I put in hard work
Baby, I'ma stallworth
Your raps like chewing plastic, carcinogens make my jaws hurt
Killing me slow, yo, my ears burn but over the years learned that
What pushes my buttons the same thing that makes my gears turn
So the rapture's like the best day ever
Infinitely moving over worse or for better
Never let up
We just playing those rare 45's
That shit'll get you live
The A & B sides
All love, we vibe
Yet we vie for who the leader
I stand accused repeat offender off funky cool medina
No time for tweeting dirty photographs to Huma Weiner
No lie I'm out the door before they realize what's between us
In a 69 fast back, with 69 flashbacks of how we got up in this mess
Like 69 ass crack
Skip beyond pass that
I'm heading into exile, come back with the freshest textiles
Next I'll see my haberdasher ask him what suit should I wear
French cuffs up insert something beautiful there
Around my arm that I found around the way
Play my music and her hair go round & round
Call her hula-hoop head
She got me spinning like I'm breathing air through a paper bag
Lick her face just to make her mad
Cause I love her like I love every girl like I love every summer
I'ma seasonal polygamist with regional participants in numbers.
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an amazing bridge between slightly discomfiting oddpop and that weird feeling you get going to a gas station in the early morning of a long road trip Cassie
Mixing space funk, jazz and warped soul, “Everything’s Fine” is a fluid masterpiece that’s very much of the moment. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 29, 2018