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When you're angry, that's okay
It's your right to feel that way
When you call out, I'll be there
Even if it's nowhere
If you're slinking, I know why
It's because you're not that guy (trust me pal)
Though the feeling goes both ways
There's a time and there's a place
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Asphyxiate
04:59
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Alone at last, we all fear open doors
The past has shown the feeling isn't yours
(this copy is for Hype Williams)
But you can't help this vicarious feeling
In your heart of hearts
That you should be afraid of anything with moving parts
Somewhere off in the deep woods
Way tucked out of the way
Hoarded up, prisoner to no man
But himself in the most bizarre way
Pot is boiling over now
Contemplating any last resort
Real options, and he says to himself
Will it fit around my neck
Or did I waste the last bit of rope?
When I said "This copy is for Hype Williams" that was a lie dude
(You lied?)
I don't even know Hype Williams
(Fuck!)
I just thought that shit sounded cool
(It did though)
But y'know in light of that, I'm gonna send this to Hype Williams
(Send it to 'em)
And then hopefully I can get his professional opinion
(Do it)
Prior to the release of this album
(Woo)
I really hope... I really hope nothing bad happens
(Nothing bad is gonna happen it's fucking Hype Williams dude)
I hope nothing goes wrong cuz I would be devastated if a copy of this album was leaked before the release date, that would suck
(It would suck)
Listen Hype, don't let me down
(And he won't because he's fucking Hype Williams)
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If all was dreamed
Would life at large lose all its sheen?
Due cause can seem
A lot like rash behavior when you're mean
At least you're never lossless
Better to have lived and lost than died
I guess it means you're stagnant
And you can guess the meaning of real life
It all can be
An awful lot like MTV
When cause collides
With all those things you tried to hide
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Getting there is easier
When you don't know where
Before you leave
Don't know what to wear
How do you plan when you just don't care?
How does it feel to receive those stares?
If you're hungry, just take out a loan
High or low (low)
Only ever on the go (go)
Tell me anything you know (know)
Yell to me out in the snow (snow)
Yet to see just where it goes (goes)
If you're wondering, I'm not alone
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Belly Of The Beast
03:13
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What I really wanna be (x2)
I flipped the switch and lost myself
All rigid thoughts began to melt
Where we left off, I cannot tell
Best not to bring that up right now
You're in the throes of it (x3)
Here in the belly of the beast
Life without purpose
Ultimately worthless
(laughing)
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Pylonology (Interlude)
01:29
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Love me any way that you won't regret it
I'm just way too slow
Questions start to flood in
When you're not there
Whenever you don't show
Sometimes we find stand-ins
For practice
Or to better off my soul
And I need you anywhere that I go
'Cause the free wind is blowing through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
(Shut the fuck up bitch)
I can't trace the reason for the pain
Why don't we both just start again?
Love me any way that you won't regret it
I'm just way too slow (too slow)
I can't shake the meaning of this whole episode
Do you want me in your life?
I just wanna know
Love me any way that you won't regret it
I'm just way too slow (too slow)
Damn, he did one of those classic tracks where he doesn't have any autotune so it sounds twice as embarrassing. I love those. I'm a Jugboy stan. I love Jugboy. Jugboy is awesome. I can't wait to hear what kinda weird-ass sci-fi bullshit he puts at the end of this track. Oh wow, look, it's happening. That's so cool.
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In better days
I gave away
An "I love you" over passive waves
But now I find
With dwindling time
To gift these words I'd pass away
Before me stands
A mountain tall
As any eye
Could ever tell
And cross from that
Stands a young man
A row of phonelines
Near a well
The mountain crest all doused in snow
Can't combat all these tumorous growths
The row of phonelines near the well
Do make-believe I'm on a hill
The young man, he grows younger still
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You can get toy trains
You can get toy drums
You can get toy planes
You can get toy guns
You can get new games
You can get new kicks
Be the first in school with a PS6
You can buy new books
You can buy new pens
You can buy new clothes
You can buy new friends
You can buy your wants
You can buy your needs
Just call the number on your CRT, buddy
Saturday TV
We interrupt the show you’re watching
All you’ll ever need
In advertisements on the screen
You can buy the best insurance plan your wife has ever seen
You can buy a first class ticket, man to a place you’ve never been
You can buy into a new investment, thinly veiled Ponzi scheme
You can buy the last sad, sorry soup can your kid will ever eat
You can buy some land
You can buy a star
You can buy a leg
You can buy an arm
You can buy a house
You can buy a car
Guaranteed it’s state of the fuckin’ art
Check your Facebook feed
Smoke your cigarettes
Buy a smart TV
Buy a new corvette
You can buy a yacht
You can buy a jet
You can buy a chic, luxury casket, honey
Saturday TV
We interrupt the show you’re watching
All you’ll ever need
In advertisements on the screen
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The Art Of Good Trips
03:57
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Even when I lose all amount of control
I know it's all a soak in a wading pool
Every time you try to pry away from the joy
That's contained in a word-free life, that's a ploy
With time like this
There's hardly anything to worry about
In times of doubt
(In or out)
[humming]
Leave it to someone like you
To undo all the good
Of the nice hardworking cogs
Whether or not it's such a hopeless place
Don't resign to an unknown fate
I've never known the sky to start falling
Maybe you should practice stopping all of that negative bullshit
Even when the ship goes down
It's all out of our hands
Have some faith in the world around you man
Around you man, and sound again, and sound again
Even when I lose all amount of control
I know it's all a soak in a wading pool
Every time you try to pry away from the joy
That's contained in a word-free life, that's a ploy
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Sometimes I think all these flimsy instrumentals
Take me out of running for the world's best musician
Then I hear your shitty beats
But it cannot compete (x2)
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Motorola Pills
04:01
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Even as we're here
Waiting for a song we long have feared
Breathing on me
That's what you meant to me
Not what you meant to me
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Yesterday I saw a bald eagle eating garbage out of a knapsack
Have those studies considered the climbing temperature?
What am I gonna do for dinner?
[Jumbled speaking]
Ladies and gentlefish, boys and ghouls
Get it? It's a pun
There are few things in this world that can explained with absolute certainty
And the brain is among the unaccountable
Consider this: A train departs from a station at 3 o'clock. It's traveling 30MPH towards Dallas which is about 100 miles away. There's a man with a mustache and a monocle like the Monopoly guy, and he's clinging to a lockbox, which he's zip-tied to his wrist.
"How did he get through security?" You wonder. "That's sus."
Somewhere across the country, a comically tall man slips on some loose napkins someone haphazardly left on the floor of a Burger King to soak up grease. So basically, I guess the moral of the story is shut the fuck up.
This is the first hour.
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You know what it is
Yo go get it
Yeah I told you nigga go get it
Your pump fake
You're Steph Curry, I'm all Leonard
Niggas slip and fall
Just tryna do it how I did it
I stay on the ground
Hustling everyday I'm committed
Yo go get her
Blowing them stacks, making it back
Show them dollar bills
Just to see shawty's gon make it clap
If I'm on a track
RIP the beat, yo it's a wrap
Everytime I rap
Getting that money, wallet look fat yo
Bass hitting
Putting that weight, cook in the kitchen yo
Get your speakers knocking
I'm showing you what you're missing yo
Fresh pair of Jordans
Fresh pair of Nike shoes
Got my seat way back in the whip
For when I cruise
Yo I always do what I want, I do what I choose
I'm heavy on that boss shit
Always making those moves
And every little thing I do is always making the news
I gotta follow my own path
I'm breaking the rules
Let's go
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[Henry screaming incoherently]
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As we get into the motion
Don't deny it please
Live a life of ease
Spend your time out by the ocean
The best things in life are never free
Walk about like you are chosen
It's all about me
Strike a pose now for the camera
It's a killing spree, don't you look at me
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The Breakfast Club
09:29
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Seize the court
I'm hanging in the windmill
And we're eating
On a flight
A bit of light
I'm shown through
The wind though
Helps me though
Everything's already ice
Some of these
Mace me, feel feist
Bowling through
The jail cells in my mind
[If you're reading this, I'm just fucking with you, this is a cover of Summer Breeze, just look up the lyrics to that song]
Old Mr. Grinch
Now you're in a pinch
And we're all ashamed
Because that guy got filleted
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We were driving US Highway 41
You were young and I was young
Yellow light cut through the night
80, humid, foggy, bright
The moon was new, the streets were wet
Up since twilight sun had set
Black sky dwindling, dawn was yet to come
So why go and write this down?
Do you remember having time to spare?
Is the future just as we had it become?
Because it caught me unaware.
So why go and write this down?
Do you remember having time to breathe?
Is the future just as we had it become?
It's only just begun.
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Something you discover pretty quickly in that state of mind is the human brain's obsession with causality. The eyes need to follow traces to find roots and stems. If you were looking at a tree, for example, you would look at the leaves and note that they are attached to the branches, which are attached to a wider segment, which sprouts from the trunk, which can be followed down to the roots of the tree and into the dirt, where it receives nutrients... and onward like that until you reach an impassable wall.
Staring at a human (or animal for that matter) is stranger, and it instigates two revelations, the first of which is: humans are not attached to anything physically. They can be traced backwards in time by lineage and ancestry, then by evolution, then by a primordial ocean, then by cataclysmic cosmic events, then by mathematics, and then an impassable wall. You can recite all that in your head, but seeing is knowing, and presently, they are not rooted into soil like a plant. If anything, they are a fruit bore by a familial tree. That dumbfounds the mind.
The second revelation might sound nearly identical to the first: you are completely isolated in your existence. You're wholly self-sufficient. Anything you've ever experienced was illusory--a trick by and for your eyes, basically a complex hallucination defined by your entirely unique outlook. Any thought that's ever blipped into your brain was totally your own. You are your thoughts. You aren't even here right now. You can't define "here." Everywhere you go is "here." You are a traveling set of coordinates. You're a frame in time. If thoughts like these bother you, it's for good reason.
The infrastructure of modern society depends on and rewards you for ignoring these thoughts as well as similar ones.
I wouldn't lie to you. It's not in my nature. A machine which relies on binary code is like our synapses which, at any given time, can either be firing or not. Binary. Ones and zeroes, black and white, on or off, yes or no, action or inaction, cessation or creation.
Here's the part of the album where I just start describing funny images that should exist.
- A horse with headphones on and it's listening to a book on tape. It's called horse book tape.
- A house that's painted bright orange and has a stem and leaf coming out of the top so that it looks like an orange (the fruit).
- A totally invisible truck with its high beams on and a guy standing in the middle of the road who has been scared so thoroughly that his hat has flown off his head and into the air. I think that would be funny.
This is the intermission by the way. Uh, if for any reason you need to go do something (make a phone call, check your texts, get yourself a delicious beverage, or take a quick pee), now would be the prime opportunity to go ahead and do that.
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Pylon Media Ohio
Music Collective:
Henry Cron
Jugboy
Indica Hopscotch
Honeyboy
Nightwlks
Silent Now
Skarlet Overdrive
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