1. |
Enter the Pyramid
02:35
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2. |
The Birds and the Bees
06:39
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Fuck, its hot.
1: Where the FUCK are all the god damn worms?!
2: You haven’t found anything yet?
1: No, smart ass, I didn’t fucking find anything. I wouldn’t have asked if I did.
2: ...I’m just tryna make some small talk.
1: Go find someone else to talk to, then.
1: ...Fuck.
Laying in the trees
Feel the breeze, flood my wings
I can’t breathe
Get me out before the water starts to freeze
But, I can’t move,
Too at ease
Cuz it’s 70 degrees
Weather’s perfect
Flowers’ bloomed
And they’re ringing up the bees
More productive than machines
Cure diseases, we’re vaccines
We the birds, and the bees
We the earth, we’re the trees
Car’s locked,
We the keys
So, keep us in your pocket
Cuz as long as we ain’t lost,
There’ll be money in your wallet
Have some chocolate
Pop some rockets
Not too much, or you will vomit
You’d end up with the prophet
Cuz, your abuse was fucking chronic
But it’s fine, it was erotic
It acted as my tonic
Hypnotic
Cuz, let’s be honest
It promised I’d be astonished
But instead,
I’m feeling dazed
I’m amazed
Gotta praise this fucking
Flower right in front of me
That’s so damn well behaved
Hasn’t yelled, won’t complain
Won’t even get fazed
Doesn’t blink even if you call it names
Cuz it knows its fucking trade
It knows its place
Wears a dress shirt
At the meet ups of his concert
While his fans, spill the beans
On his brand new fucking converse
But he’s honoured
So he offers
To give an autograph
Then to grab his phone
For a quick little photograph, yeah
Take it quick,
With your brand new selfie stick
Ditch the shoes
Bird’s eye view
Right above the fucking zoo, ay
Height of a giraffe
Watching all the fucking groups of people
Chew their fucking fruits
Like pandas eating bamboo
While the snakes listen to flutes
Chill to tunes
Whew
Don’t want them to move
Cuz they’ll turn you into stew
Turn you blue
Wrap around your neck
And pop yo head off too, and
When wave your hands you’ll signal
For the next person in queue
More productive than machines
Cure diseases, we’re vaccines
We the birds, and the bees
We the earth, we’re the trees
Car’s locked,
We the keys, yeah
So, keep us in your pocket
Cuz as long as we ain’t lost,
There’ll be money in your wallet
Water in your faucet
Gucci in your closet
Bury your fossils
No more bosses
Fuck that, now you’re flawless
Fuck that office
Makes me vomit
But it’s no longer a problem
Got 6 mil to deposit
And you’re spending it on chocolate?
Fly away
Why today
Why’s it so damn cold
No one told me
It’d be chilly
That I’d need to bring my coat
Won’t you fly way
Don’t you stay
It’s too fucking frosty
No hot ass cup of coffee
Is enough to warm your body
Well, maybe if you add some salt
You’ll melt some of that ice
Thank god the glaciers’ falling over
Cuz you’re so afraid of heights
And it’s such a pretty sight
Seeing them crash into the water
Seen it twice
Save the bears?
Ha, they run around like mice
Like lice who argue over who’ll obtain this piece of hair
Cuz it’s so rare
But, they can’t share
So send one of ‘em to the bear
But that’s not fair
This hair was theirs
It was gonna be his lair
The fucking throne’s heir,
Though the bear’s has lots to spare,
But they know just who to call,
If y’all don’t wanna play ball
Ring the birds, and the bees
They the earth, They’re the trees
Door’s locked,
They the keys,
So, keep ’em your pocket,
Cuz, If I’m being’ honest
It’ll keep bastards from talking
Cut the gossip
Stay on topic
Keep the clouds from popping
Ducks are calling
They’re all flocking
They wanna keep ‘em sobbing
Keep ‘em outta coffins
But they’re fucking wanted
If they’re spotted
10 mil prize
And we promise that
We’ll pay it by sunrise
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3. |
Good Robots
06:58
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1: Send them out.
2: Now, sir?
1: Yes, now! The masses are ready to be showered by our wisdom!
2: But sir, I’m not sure if they’re finished yet-
1: I don’t think you heard me.
Beep Boop
How you doin’
Welcome to the group
Where all we do is think in loops
And throw ‘em for some,
Yeah that’s our fucking troupe
Put on a play,
We fucking broadway
So, keep up the act
We’re always being tracked
Don’t you get distracted,
Don’t make eye contact
Their thinking is abstract
So they are ahead
Unsatisfied, til you give ‘em some head
Just a shred of how we live
That’s how we pay the bills, (yeah, the bills)
That’s how we feel our thrills
That’s how we feel fulfilled
And I can’t see a way to stop
Because we can’t even get ill
I’m hoping that you like the job
That you feel like prop
But it don’t matter if that’s not the case,
Cuz you can always just be swapped
Fucking pit stop
Stole the fucking tire
Seems like we got robbed
Good robots
Nice robots
What a sunny day
Don’t you wanna play?
Please don’t make me wait
And don’t spray me with water
Cuz I’m made of clay
Skin is grey
Pour that cup on me, you melt my fucking face
But it can be replaced
Just bring me back to base
Back with the masses of their own human race
My happy place
The home that I’ve embraced
Where you can take my scraps,
And shape me as a vase
As long as you remake the template
You’re great
Just don’t erase too much
Or else it couldn’t get retraced
I would play it safe
Incase something goes wrong
And you have me misplaced
Like, oops,
That’s my mistake
Hope there’s no escape
Send out the fucking dogs
Have him fucking chased
With haste
Tracker on his plates
Lure him out with bait
Start dirtying his slate
His end awaits
Yeah, it’s his fate
He’s fake
Got the fucking tapes
A snake,
Please back off, I need some space
Earthquake
Shake his ground
And make sure, for his sake
The next time that you see him
He’s fucking encased
Beep
I’m a good boy, yeah I swear, I’m real
nice
I don’t
bite
Swear to Christ
No running away
Yeah, we here to stay
No flying down south
To visit the buffet
And stuff your face
Until there ain’t much left to eat
But don’t want the receipt
Cuz this shit’s too gourmet
Too bad, it’s time to pay
But promise I’ll come back,
Just for the fish fillet
Cuz this was such a treat
I loved the fucking meats
The richness of the sweets
It makes me feel complete, so
Please give me the recipe
We’re such nice robots
You’d probably like us a lot
We put on quite the fucking show
Pretty dope
Whoa, crowd’s got that roar
Cuz we that fucking beau
Their hearts starting to grow
In woe, at how pretty we glow
How far we throw
How fucking long we go
Under the water
I got my breath on hold
Cuz we spent lots of time
With heads dunked in the snow
And it just goes to show
That practice does mean perfect
Even if you find the process kinda slow
But, soon you’ll find
That as it’s getting hotter
That snow in your mouth
Just melts right into water
But, if you have some honor
You won’t even swallow
Even though your tummy’s feeling kinda hollow
Cuz, you need a dollar
You need an offer
To use the altar
To dispense some food,
To fix your fucking mood
To mix with barbecues
To forget the feuds
That caused you to get sued
And screwed you
It got you subdued
Yeah, you got accused
For shit you didn’t do
But, now you gotta be renewed
Secluded
In the fucking corner
To think about the magnitude
Of the mistake you made
Sit in the shade
While we grab your wallet
To make sure you pay
Your crimes were fucking heinous
You should be like me
Record’s fucking stainless
I’m the referee
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4. |
Mr. Perfect
04:21
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1: Hey, hey, hey, hey! What the fuck are you doing?!
2: Oh hey, Mr. Perfect. I was just-
1: AbabababababababABA! WHAT the FUCK are YOU DOING?!
2: Oh, I was just writi-
1: Are you talking back to me???!!!!
2: Nah, Mr. Perfect, I was just explai-
1: Shut the fuck up!
Oh, what’s that? You're a defect?
Well, here comes Mr. Perfect
He gon’ teach you how to live your life
And make sure that you learn it
Disrespect
He’ll disinfect you,
Dissect then resurrect
When you get back up from being dead
He’ll make sure you’re correct, yeah
Shine a light,
Black and white
Is there any other life?
Well, if you’re thinking otherwise
He’ll stab you with a knife
Don’t be absurd,
Your speech is slurred
Don’t feel too bad,
His is preferred
Don’t use that word
Pray you’re not heard
Talk like him
Now it’s conferred, ay
Oh, so you feelin lonely
Do not worry, Perfect’s your homie
Listen closely
He is holy
The one and only
Thousand trophies
Nobel prize
Golden eyes
Up in the sky
He’s so wise
Hands together
Close your eyes
On your knees
He’ll reply, yah
You’re just a fucking crook
Take a page out of his book, ay
Better do it fast, lest you end up getting cooked
He’s got-a fan club
Ain’t that tight?
The members super nice
Come join us, and do not decline
Or you will pay the price, AH
AH
WOOP
PEW
Hey Mr. Perfect,
Whassup?
Hey Mr. Perfect,
Nice club
Ay, Mr. Perfect,
Thumbs up
Ay, Mr. Perfect,
I’m pumped
1 & 2:
(1’s line) LALALALALALALA, I DON’T WANNA HEAR IT! I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR IT! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
(2’s line) No, Mr. Perfect, this is just a misunderstanding. I’m not disrespectful. No, I wasn’t talking back, Mr. Perfect. I really wasn’t. I was just trying to explain what I wa-
You deserve a smack
Cuz you keep talking back (M: I’m not)
Now don’t you even look at him
Or your neck will get cracked, ay
Oh, you tryna run from him?
Go quick like you run laps in gym
Fillin mags up to the brim
Tire every limb
While you snore
When he’s bored
He’s out stopping wars
He reforms, foes implore
When he’s at their door
Plead some more,
Won’t matter anymore
One new corpse
And yet you?
You’re still on all fours
No more drugs, better kill those junkies
Posts on snap gave food to the hungry
Shoot that man cuz he talk funky
What a good dead, just made a better country
You made 2 million
Abandon him, and his different opinion
Don’t worry, he’s the villain
His fault he ends up in a prison
Mr. Perfect, strong politician
Makes all of your decisions
Guiding your world through his vision
Saves all women and children
Sugar tasting even sweeter
Makes earth shine, makes it glitter
World’s biggest babysitter
All from his desk posting on Twitter
MR. PERFECT
WHASSUP
AY, MR. PERFECT
DISRUPT
MR. PERFECT
Try to run your mouth,
Imma get my gun, Imma find your house
Quickly surrender,
Every word, ay, I will censor
MR. PERFECT
Try to run your mouth,
Imma get my gun, you fucks too loud
The world’s defender
Out my bubble, I’m in the center
MR. PERFECT
I’m impressed
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5. |
Mama Knows Best
03:05
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6. |
Safety's Off
06:22
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Time is nigh
No, I don’t wanna die
Wings stretched, don’t let me fly , Keep me
away from the sky
I can see the light
Don’t let me up, I’m too shy
Off the ground, soaring high, Looks like
it was my time
Time is nigh
Please tell me why
All I did was comply, Why won’t
you reply
I’m not your guy, no
No why would I lie, well
At least I tried, I guess
This is goodbye
Please don’t let go
When I start to glow
Please, please don’t cry
When I close my eyes
It’s, it’s alright
Just sing a lullaby,
Cuz at sunrise
There’ll be light
You know that all I did was talk
Yet I see you pulling out your glock
Don’t think, nah you’re on the clock
Heaven’s door waiting for a knock
You or him, you decide
There is more that you provide
Bigger house in which you reside
Show of hands, yeah, it’s unified
What you doing, bitch? Just pull the trigger
Bullet clung to his head like a sticker
Out of time, you gotta do it quicker
Only one way to settle a bicker, yeah
He may be coughing, but
at least you’re walking
Forget their talking
Their bodies is dropping
Walk it off
Nah, don’t talk
You’ll be fine
Oh, you died
(Gotta get outta here)
Please don’t let go
When I start to glow
Please, please don’t cry
When I close my eyes
It’s, it’s alright
Just sing a lullaby, cuz
At sunrise
There’ll be light
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7. |
Are You Good?
01:25
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8. |
Nice to Meet You
03:36
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1: Huh?
2: Are you good?
1: Yeah. I’m good
2: You sure?
1: Yeah, yeah. I’m fine
2: You don’t look fine. You don’t sound fine, either.
1: Nah, I’m good, for real. I feel great. I’m fucking...I’m fucking great.
2: Uh…
2: Anyway bro, here she comes.
Oh, it's good to see you
Great to finally get to meet you
It’s my pleasure, it’s my treat
Hope I don’t come off too bleak
Not too boring, or too weak
Though you might hear it when I speak
But that’s why I’m always quiet
It’s my new favourite technique
Please don’t mind me if I use it
I just need a sec to think
Yeah, I know it’s kinda awkward
I’ll make sure to tell my shrink
Though it feels like he don’t help much
It’s just money in the sink
In no time, it goes extinct
That’s why all I do is drink
But, what you like to do?
Tan in the sun, listen to tunes?
Oh, me? I don’t do much
I’m usually crying in my room
Too soon?
Aside from that I’m fine
That’s mostly in the afternoon
I got a lot of time
Cuz there’s no food that I’ll consume, yeah
Don’t really feel hungry
If I’m gonna put it bluntly,
I kinda stopped abruptly
Cuz it started tasting funky
It’s ok, pay no mind
Got other ways to spend my time
After all, I am a junkie
Cuz I think of dying monthly, oh
I also write some beats
Yeah, I do it when I’m free
When I’m not tied down by problems
Like a whale that’s been beached
Can’t go crawling to the ocean,
So I just stare at the sea
Paralyzed, there ain’t no motion, yeah
My death seems guaranteed
3: Is your friend okay?
2: Yeah he’s just… he’s just shy.
Thanks for spending time with me
I hope we get along
Though I’ll probably piss you off,
Cuz i do everything all wrong
I’ll even text you daily to say sorry, it’s my fault
And I won’t get any better til’ you finally respond
Cuz I have no self-esteem, and I know I don’t belong
And the only way to tell you is through stupid fucking songs
My confidence and competence are absent
Fucking profitless
No dominance,
Hide behind a desk and fear the populace
My bad
Think I said too much
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9. |
Genie of the Lamp
07:15
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2: What the fuck is that?
1: Where?
2: Over THERE, dumb ass. Over there!
1: I don’t see shit.
2: In the fucking sand!
1: It’s probably just a shell, you lanky fuck.
2: Nah man, it’s...it’s shining.
1: Fuck. Sounds like it’s gonna rain soon.
2: Then let’s grab that thing, man! Before it gets too wet.
1: Are you serious?
2: Yeah, I’m serious! Let’s fucking take it!
1: Fuck it. Fuck it, Let’s go take it.
Yeah I grabbed it,
Sniffed it,
Then I scrubbed it clean,
Made it shine, made it gleam
Knew it’d be my vaccine, yeah
My pupils expand, as I
Hold it in my hands
Palms nasty
Hair’s trashy
From playing in the sand
I’m stunned
I’m in love
Fucking eyes starting to flood
Heart strings being tugged
Wounds getting numbed
What fun
Lick my thumb
Get to finally flip the page,
So it’s surface I did rub, and fuck,
Call it a drug, cuz I’m high
Cuz it’s the genie of the lamp,
My desires he will grasp
Stick em to me like a stamp
And hold them down, with a clamp
New tattoo
Empty canvas gettin’ stained,
Unchained,
Just snap your fucking fingers,
See your worries down the drain
Diamond lock
Ain’t a problem, you can smash it with a rock
Great job
Found the ticket to Pandora’s fucking box
Get the door, it’s unlocked
The home of the preserved, yeah
Your species is endangered
Here’s your national reserve, UH
Elevators
Ditch the ground floor,
Time to soar
Come a long fucking way
Since your dwelling was the shore
Better thank those magic words,
Praise your mentor,
For getting you some drops, from the store, To
relieve that fucking eyesore, that you find you are
But now that’s just a scar
Now you’re chilling with your fancy fucking car, and your giant ass cigar
Don’t get charred
We don’t want a repertoire
Can’t return to below par
Or you’ll find that you are waving au revoir, yeah
The light goes dark
Ugh, I can’t see shit
So listen Mr. Genie,
Got a teeny little favour
Hair is greasy
Kinda stinky
Cuz today it’s pretty steamy
So, all I’m really needing
Is an ice cold glass of water
So that I don’t get hotter
Cuz then I’ll need a doctor
But even if I wished for one
I’d need an extra dollar,
And we know I can’t ask for one
Cuz you’d be out of offers
There’s more I want,
Call the fucking author,
Prayers to the father,
You can even raise an altar,
And then off me in my honour,
W hat the fuck are you waiting for?!
Cuz I spent life at the bottom
I’m just tryna blossom
Can’t even have fallen
I was never at the top of the mountain
So help me, God
Please, don’t leave me
Genie
Make me shine
Like your lamp
Please, don’t leave me
Genie
No, no
Can’t afford to die
So keep me high
For hours at a time
It just keeps me fortified,
Can’t feel mortified
At the thought, that a fucking butterfly
Will climb back in its cocoon
To reverse it’s fucking bloom
Nah, can’t have that
That thought scares me
It’s nothing but a key
To a room filled with debris
Intervene
Help me clean
Before I start to scream
From all the shit I’ve seen
Staring right back at me
Trying to recreate the scene
Bow down to my queen
Mouth closed
Don’t wanna say something obscene, AAH
Don’t wanna get sent to a prison
There I lose my glisten
Purpose fucking hidden
Posters up, motherfucker’s gone missing
That’s no way of living
Just promise me you’ll visit
Just promise me you’ll come
Don’t run
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10. |
Happy Thoughts
04:21
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Pass the drink
Pass the pills
Imma try not to get killed
Pass the drink
Pass the pills
Hurry up
What's the deal
Feeling real
Feeling shaky
Happy thoughts
Got the chills
Hit a shot
Full throttle
Hit the gas
Down a bottle
Pass the drink
Pass the pills
I'm just trying to feel some thrills
Pass the drink
Pass the pills
Don't need food
That's my meal
Nerves of steel
Got the wheel
Two pedals
Found the devil
Up a level
Third floor,
With the lord
Shaping hell
Wait a fucking minute
Cuz I’m breaking the limit
All these red lights I been missing
Would surely land me a ticket, I
Can’t stop going fast
My foot’s glued to the gas
Feel the breeze as I’m speeding
Through my window’s shattered glass
It feels great,
Feel like I’m eight
Back when I carried no weight
I’m not surprised you can’t relate
You’re fucking automated
So, quit speaking
Jealous that I’m succeeding
I’m burning and you’re freezing
Don’t threaten me with leaving
Or I’ll see that you are bleeding, uh
What the fuck happened
Having a good time, and my vision just blackened
Yeah, I’m fine, thanks for asking
Why the fuck you harassing
Get the fuck off my dick,
That’s my air that you’re grasping, shit
Down the coconut milk from the palm tree
Sunny, I’m all carefree
Don’t you fucking judge me
I’m just kinda clumsy
No, I’m not drunk
I’m just feeling kinda funny
So quick,
Pass the drink
Pass the pills
Prepare to write my will,
Pass the drink
Pass the pills
Hurry up
What's the deal
Feeling real
Feeling shaky
Happy thoughts
Got the chills
Hit a shot
Full throttle
Hit the gas
Smash a bottle
Pass my drink,
Pass the pills
Roll my body down the hill
Give my drink
Give my pills
Don’t need your food,
That's my meal
Feeling real
No safety
Happy thoughts
You’ll be killed
Hit a bitch
Full throttle
Break some glass
Mind boggled
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11. |
Remember Me
05:38
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Oh, good morning
What a gorgeous fucking day
That’s cuz there’s nothing but perfection
That I can create
Smell the flowers, hear the birds,
Listen close to what they say,
Cuz I hear them talkin bout
Filling those shoulders with some weight
Don’t worry, it’ll help,
It’s for your mental health
That’s my ground for causing problems
Though I could fix them myself
Overwhelmed?
Go to hell
Yeah, I’m calling personnel
I can throw you where I wanna
Cuz I’m never outta spells
*try to follow up next line with until he’s forgotten, that introduces next topic as well
Black magic I repel,
With the clanging of a bell,
So I gotta give my thanks to my lovely clientele
Best hotel,
Just for me
And I guess those who believe
But fuck ‘em,
They’re all trash
One snap and they’re all lapsed
Outta date, outta mind
No face, left behind
Lost, can’t find me
Eyes open, yet still blind
Don’t leave me (leave, me)
Alone
I can’t be (be, be)
Unknown
Hold the key (key, key)
To the throne
*knocking sfx
Oh, that’s a massive fucking line
Hoping that they can get inside,
Through the doors of the divine
Just so they can drink some wine,
And spend some time with me
Sucks, but that’ll have to wait,
Cuz I got angels on standby
They’re guarding my estate
There to check if you’ve been naughty
Making sure you’ve sung your hymns
Hold still, slow it down
Not done scanning for your sins
Seems like you might have to leave,
Turns out the Chief was being crossed,
But you’ll get your time to grieve
While your memory’s being lost
And as you spend some time down there
I hope you think of me,
That you remember how I helped you,
How I cleaned up your debris
You gotta understand that this punishment is a fundament
Your banishment is only cuz you ain’t follow my covenant
Acknowledgment, just what you need, and, shit, wonderment would’ve helped
But now you’re headed to a ditch, falling through the abyss,
Your overconfidence served as your toxicant, just marvelous
With feelings of astonishment towards your fucking fraudulence
That’s why you never cross me,
I’m the king of the earth
It’s only cuz of me that you were ever given birth
So you’d do your best to keep that mind
Everytime you find that I was crazy for signing the papers that had you confined
Cuz everything I do has a reason,
Don’t you forget that
I’m perfect
You can bet that I’ll never forget your treason
So in return I ask that you repent,
That my memory is cemented
In your mind,
That it lives there without any rent
So promise me you’ll do this
That’s an order, don’t resist it
Promise me that I won’t be dismissed,
That I will be reminisced
That you won’t be remiss
That the thought of me will spark so much joy, recollection of me persists
That I’ll still exist,
That nothing will go wrong
That this place above the clouds will never stop being my home, my glorious Rome
My fucking palace, no, no, I can’t let it go
I won’t
This is my chateau,
Where my existence can be shown
1: Hey, man.
2: Fuck off.
1: Cmon, man, you don’t have to be like that. I just want in.
2: You’re here once a week. Fuck off.
1: I just wanna see my family, man. Cmon, just make an exception, this once. Just... please let me in.
2: Not gonna say it again.
1: ...Whatever you say, man.
1: See you next week.
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12. |
The Pyramid's Scheme
03:00
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