3 acessos
Sarcasm
I'm just an alchemist, I turn pens and papers into verses
Turn three verses into a song that makes you nervous
Turn ten songs into an album with a purpose
And I'll plant that seed in a place deep beneath the surface
Water that seed 'till the trees grow tall as birches
The tree bears fruit, the sun gives heat like a furnace
The fruit provides nourishment for every single person
But the fruit becomes worthless, surrounding climate worsens
So I go back to the lab, create a different version
But something seems odd, those pens and papers just ain't working
Now the situation's changed and everything seems uncertain
I'll stop planting those seeds because it's time to close the curtains
Josh Martinez
I'll move all over, you can say I get around
I walk along the highways, turn up in every town
My hands reach out and steal life without a sound
Make a speech on every soapbox, when I just want to get down
This is my Jordan year so pour the beer imported wine
Accordingly I am acting finely tuned and fully lunar mode
Eclipse the sun and send the coded letter, open read it
hoping you can be the one to make me feel a little bit better
It's that the sun settin stars coming, climbin hills and running head down
Got to make it to the lake by sundown
So we can wash away this awful clay that molds us holds us
In its sway as soldiers bar the way I turn around and walk away
chorus
An example of a low pressure bad apple collabo
Haven't you noticed our main focus how the topics get tackled?
caught in a downhill spiral, once our cages get rattled
Don't you realize that real life is an uphill battle
governor bolts
Catch Paul he's falling like leaves in autumn
You aught to see him now he's calling from the absolute bottom
These Colosseum columns got him in a bad situation
If it's the last temptation, or the fact that I'm facing impact
I'm embracing myself for the crash from awaiting
Meanwhile back at the station, people are pacing in confession for perversions
Raising the question, why were we raised in deception?
Fuck all this stress, you got me blazing in obsession
Crazed in aggressiveness for days in this maze of obsession,
just a blessing in disguise, just depression I'm guessing
Just a lesson for the trouble burnt bubble and blistered-ness
Twisted limp wristed pissed double fist
Sarcasm
Just a thinkin man swimming in the sinking sands of ___
Heart so cold my soul is exposed to the force
But I don't suppose you know there's folks who got strife
Never look back because you might turn to salt like ___ wife.
JMART
Caught in a lotta hot spots, gotta drink cold beer lots,
take a load off, hard rocks at the core so soft...
Throw rocks at the cold sun. for me wander off and on
and only wonder how long before we see home
Governor Bolts
From the seashore, to the tree tops, my feet rocks, to the beach stop
With each step, get my feet wet, and my speech flex, when the beat drops
From the mind works, to the sun tight And my face shifts, to the sunlight
And my eyes burn, to the sandquakes And Sky turns, into landscape
Chorus
An example of a low pressure bad apple clapple
Haven't you noticed our main focus off the top is get tackled?
Get in a downhill spiral, once our cages get rattled
Don't you realize that real life is an uphill battle
An example of a low pressure bad apple clapple
Haven't you noticed our main focus off the top is get tackled?
Get in a downhill spiral, once our cages get rattled
Don't you realize that real life is an uphill battle