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Chill, dummy

by P.O.S

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grimmnist Hadn't listened to P.O.S since college, but instantly recognized his voice on the speakers in a bar last month. Proceeded to have "sleeperdrone/superposition" shatter my world for the next 9 minutes. Favorite track: sleepdrone/superposition.
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dasteej pieces/ruins is perfect.

fucking busdriver, man. Favorite track: Pieces/Ruins.
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Pogo Parts of this record reminds me of a lot of modern hip-hop, not in a bad way. Chill Dummy trades old school P.O.S aggressive straightforwardness for a more experimental type of songwriting.
It's heavier on distortion, more heartfelt, maybe a lil less catchy overall but I think this will be a favorite in the long-run, easy.
Also the features are A++ Favorite track: Pieces/Ruins.
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1.
Oh why Yeah yeah I got em screaming so loud that they can't Look me in the face Or look the other way It's confusing up the whole life now And a can’t Can't slither away I feel a kinda way Fuck them feelings Got a head start Yeah yeah Chewing up the scenery Gotta keep it moving Ain't no other way to breathe for me Rock a dirty shine that makes These heathens wanna speak to me Demons wanna hide and seek They burrow in and ride for free And oh wows what I'm prolly thinking every single day They fucking kidding me An You never seen a Brighter black cloud And it's beautiful but it won't go away I'm tired of the rain Someone cover me Oh why Oh why Why I born a snake? Oh why im sucha mutt Oh why im so fucked My skin too tough Trust no one Bust up them big drums shut up No words enough to cover What the action is Hiding from whatever love is trying to Find an entrance in Back against whatever I can back against No one wins Fact and fiction blend who's keeping track again Let em in Begging please just lie to me We can suffer silently Dagger up my abdomen Empty every fucking cavity please Oh why Why I born a snake? You never seen a Brighter black cloud And it's cool and all but it won't go away I'm tired of the rain Oh why Oh why Oh why Oh why Why I born a snake? Oh why Oh why Oh why Oh why Why I born a snake?
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Ya ya ya yeah Brrrrrrrrrrr If that’s P let me hear you say uuuuuuuuuh Hahahaaaaaaaa Alright alright uh Lazerbeak Hot dog Yeah ey Beak beat, street sweep, spring clean Beat feet, run and do the next thing Dead of wintering Talking to these mutant teens, splintering Making sure the foot won’t win again Default fine, everything’s cool The demeanor of a bomb pop Chilling in a pool with a bomb pop Dripping on these four finger jewels I don’t give a fuck Least about the shit that’s buggin you eh Watch the news and then realizing I do And theorizing about who Exactly do I gotta kill Just jokes y’all, I pacifist my anarchist National distraction tryna break my will Got me strollin in the infinite Fear of getting into it #blacklives Some of y’all indifferent Some of y’all don’t give a shit Some of y’all don’t fuck with it Some of y’all thought racism was over cause the President was black Smack dab in the middle of the smack and dabs renaissance In the lab tryna change the ambiance Or ambiance keep the ambulance handy Peep the battle stance champ Your boy ain’t candy But uh, you got some skittle up my tiger mit In the spot wearing a bear, I am Revenant Punch it in your googler Check merriam-webster Imma hit the road tryna hang with Tiny Professor and hard_r And pull cards on these lame nards Tryna catch a Garfield Eat sleep great jorb Looking like a fistfight, smile like a break light Eyes all crumbly, words not fit right Tryptamines, flipped the memes tryna split the plan Hammer in the right, hella snacks in the other hand Trouble in the duffle sack Menace in the trench Couple struggles in the way back Running from the lynch-man, handle that Cataracts peeled, 20/20 future Yeah yeah, scalpel, suture New guts locked in Potter in the abdomen Thanks for the spot homie lifting up the map again Cat scratch feverish Seven year itchy with a bag full of bull Feeling ding dong ditchy Couple dollars and a full tank shifty Manoush Zomorodi and Roman mars is with me Yeah, whip whippin B-, Bending the corners up Ahh Fifth gearin, Flip fisting the Ok ok wait wait wait wait I got this Yeah, Whip whippin B-, Bending the corners up Cup holder fill of warm flat soda But the passenger is ice cold pushing down pressure When I die I’ll get a hashtag Ain’t shit better Ahhhh #RIPPOS
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Bully 03:29 video
Feel my shit Feel myself Give myself a toast yeah [Chrous] Make noise Take toys Shovel face bully Shake boys outta they Straight face bully The world is yours Yeah until it's mine Yeah get outta mine Yeah get outta mine Bully Don't stay around Don't play Straight bully Won't fuck around Won't placate Bully The world is yours Fucker until it's mine Yup get out a mine Yup get outta mine Bully [Monty] I rap with gunfire every bar is a bullet I’m with twenty bad bitches ten of them wearing hoodies She’s already on my dick I’m just trying to find where to put it Got hobbies of a nerd but Im a motherfuckin bully Exhausted by the options and officers helicopters So get used to your recruitments there ain’t nobody to stop us There’s death to reinforcements Whoever would’ve thought my mom’s unprotected sex could Have ended up as a monster [P.O.S] He’s fucking taking your cookies Stop him in his tracks Show him that I am Deathsquad Marijauna snacks Slow up the pressure get God Hover over Load up the globe in the carola Hold up Roll it sober Blow up the road Heat up the folgers Fuck em Every day Fully the way I play Bully whats in the way Sullied by silly chicks and accolades But shaken off the see and say For fame of pay Speak whatever hops up out the gullet get your trash in with the throw away Bully Give myself a toast Yeah [Chorus] Make noise Take toys Shovel face bully Shake boys outta they Straight face bully The world is yours Yeah until it's mine Yeah get outta mine Yeah get outta mine Bully Don't stay around Don't play Straight bully Won't fuck around Won't placate Bully The world is yours Fucker until it's mine Yup get out a mine Yup get outta mine Bully [Monty] A problem being honest I’m honestly being modest With a couple bottles, and models let molly sleep in my body I pray that I fall off when the devil starts singing gospel Screaming fuck everybody like prostitution is logical And I’m probably doing everything I shouldn’t Reaching for the stars because my father said that i shouldn’t A smart retard i’ll push if you tell me it Just as long as my description and definition is bully [Rapper Hooks] Pussy whippin like the softest poetry You know it's real Only messing with me when the speech is hot Give me lots Run them pockets like some crooked cops Catch me up in ally spots Broad day Mike O'Malley plots Bully every fucker cause they bark a lot Talk is cheap going yard Run them fuck boys out they cleats Sleep breath smoke repeat Diving off the deep so you know it's me Bully [P.O.S] Po been the evil See no people Hear no simple men Gut a fucker Fuck a gutter Twist the knife and leave it in Flavor in the seasonin Tell me when the creepin season ends Till it do you bet your ass I Keep on creepin in Sneakin in Seeping in your middle daughters creases bent Beat it till she sleepin in Skipping work an ditching friends Get intense Spitting kids Splitting cigs Ghost yeah Feel my shit Feel myself Give myself a toast yeah [Chrous] Make noise Take toys Shovel face bully Shake boys outta they Straight face bully The world is yours Yeah until it's mine Yeah get outta mine Yeah get outta mine Bully Bully Bully
4.
Faded 03:51 video
[P.O.S] I want your body on me I got bridges I got matches But I got limits You'll never see em I'll cut an run before you get near them Bite the hand to spite the trap Save the body Trust the map Feet don't fail me We can bail Its keep the shell intact To hell and back and not a slogan on a shirt to show I want you bad An a don't show it but it hurts to go It's feast or famine I honestly kinda hate both I'm Drowning in this optional Tell me what's impossible An I'll tell you Slow it down I promise if you do I'll stick around I know my promises ain't much to you I've found My place My safe and sound My whole life I've been out here begging [Chorus] Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me I need I need I need I need I need more Yeah I need more Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me I need I need I need I need I need more Yeah I need more Yeah I got bricks I got mortar This clock is tickin She’s sysiphis'n outside my mission Wishing I'd listen And I do But I don't I mean I hear But I won't I am fear She is hope personified War to start Boarded up jus Hoard the heart Trust is fleeting she could be that demon eating Leaving me wide open bleeding Torn apart I need more She needs more of some other stuff Ache to love And built to lust Take the fill Ignore the trust (She’s like) [Lady Midnight] Calm down I promise if you do I'll stick around I know my promises ain't much to you But now You're here I'm safe I'm sound I know your whole life you been out here screaming [Chorus] x2 Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me I need I need I need I need I need more Yeah I need more Love me Love me Love me Love me Love me I need I need I need I need I need more Yeah I need more Slow it down I promise if you do I'll stick around I know my promises ain't much to you I've found My place I’m safe and sound My whole life I've been out here begging Calm down I promise if you do I'll stick around I know my promises ain't much to you But now You're here I'm sound I know your whole life you
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Pieces/Ruins 05:20
[P.O.S] Same dude new guts Literal and figurative lost a couple fucks Shit, alright fine, alright I gave em Came a lotta way to play the cooler than awake game shucks Got me Thumper on the raglan Johnny on the spot with an ill fitting magnum Guns look dumb on chumps like me No funds no fun don't move won't see DayQuill NyQuil zzQuil sleep till Peace fills ill hearts Beats gone keep still Yeah Guess what Stefs nuts Crazy Best luck Chest bump Fist can't fade me Kicking out canes Candy from the babies Jumping off the top ropes Screaming no kang me Chandelier swangin Table flipping OG Pinky up sipping on a surly doomtree What's up Same shit different animal Same food whole different kinda cannibal Lost on the moon Your dude resides southside Northeast northside Yeah Alright Downtown Roof top Waiting on the sky to fall But I ain't heard the last of yalls Wolf cryin Alligator tears With your eyes wide Waiting for the sky to fall Eyes wide can't see Vision all burgundy That or all green Intentions all slithery I keep mine fine tuned on the next move tryna dodge the sky [Chorus] My hood ain't the same no more my niggas say no more all of the places we love have been left in ruins My hood ain't the same no more my niggas say no more all of the places we love have been left in ruins They been left in ruins All of the places we love have been left in ruins All of the places we love have been left [Dynell Roland] i switched up my zone its nothing but clones swimming thru society just learning my own carving a legacy in this rock but who really knows kicking in doors while shooting past all of my goals horoscope couldn't tell you what the hell im do everything a murder case but what do i lose i prove snipers on the roof breath in lets resume took a gamble while my life was in shambles ill never lose ring the alarm panic look how they panic shit runs loose Dancing on walls scramble to get thru playing with fire devil on my ass but not wired wireless to bullshit so connection runs wild never fragile speak easy believe me I wont get boxed in I'm not a damn tv i need that and some shuffle the deck and watch me land them Doing backflips with life I hope i Stand them Or stand me Energy looking just like a stampede While everything is vanishing I hope they can find me [Chorus] My hood ain't the same no more my niggas say no more all of the places we love have been left in ruins My hood ain't the same no more my niggas say no more all of the places we love have been left in ruins They been left in ruins All of the places we love have been left in ruins [Busdriver] I can tell a spell with the hood on my back I can ball out and take the goods of the rack even though my father figure hooked on crack I can get it done jumping thru hoops as economies slump vomiting them chunks cuz the ambience sucks dangling the clotheslines on elephant tusks I can get it done I can get it done I wear a helmet cuz the square is hellish Declare the felt tip as a way to definitely upset adults I turn the swag to an electric pulse turn it up about a megavolt as you read a post yeah she had that singing voice that could melt dead bolt but her singing in the ear always gets the best results we use to make read that new new soaking in Epson salts but now the hood is different and the the yuppies want the special sauce, I read insults... from the OG's bio what a mouthful when we write the laws it's poetry by council Sitting with my fork, and my dinner plate and knife thinking I can do more than just entertain whites, my spite blood-sugar mixing thru the sugar cane'll lubricate the cotton gin the dollar bin is full of rain I've got a couple black geniuses in the bullet train bumping them big words shooting out the woodgrain [Chorus] My hood ain't the same no more my niggas say no more all of the places we love have been left in ruins My hood ain't the same no more my niggas say no more all of the places we love have been left in ruins They been left in ruins All of the places we love have been left in ruins All of the places we love have been left
6.
Get Ate 01:24
I feel like I’m like Burning at the stake Chilling tho it's easy Sucking up the hate Dealing like its nothing to me I am on my very own I am not a clone Take him home See if you even manage on your own terms Bet you can't Bet you get ate Bet you wait See if there is any food upon this pretty plate Bet you starve Bet you waist Emaciate I been filling up on water Tryna meditate Mitigate the something something they be keeping straight I been crooked tucking something Prolly twenty late Time flies by high as the next guy Miles up wild one steady as they die by Sleep tight young wide eye wake up to the blindside learn about your real live life In dreams speak Quiet in the daylight Destroy what's weak For nothing more than playtime And that's is This here Heart head soul Narcs fed Arts dead What's that goal What you cooking on Fill a hole Or dig one
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Roddy Piper 04:20
Killer pizza Awful people Fucking whores Church and steeple I been the one to stop the leak before it floods I been the one to push the barrel of the gun Away My name is Stef I came to press on Someone else's person My name is pos I cut these fuckers I'm a surgeon Ready to fuck em up Malpractice fucker what Knackered and peckish yup Pants off like pucker up All up in your trench Digging in your shit While you sitting on the bench I'm steady playing in them innings yeah Living like a mensch Spitting on your shit While you try to find an in I be making new beginnings yeah Facts can break you face and make you Real That can make these fakers pace and chill Corner bar Johnny jumped up and wrecked me hard Sick of questions Check my face I'm staring somewhere far Where my lessons Cold compresses Keepin up my guard Frame of reference Keep it pressing Collect all my scars She told me he told her About me but he was tryna fuck She said he said I'd be out there just tryna push my luck She was all like He was all like That dude is not the one to trust He was alright Was a cool night Instantly tried to sneak a touch You see these empties Please don't tempt me Reach my ending Chill You see I'm bending Why you tryna keep me sippin still Haters hate Punishers fucking punish Huh yeah I just came to do two things Fresh outta bubble gum [Chorus] Fuck off birds I'm tryna sleep to dream [Monty] With the power to make an hour awake [P.O.S] Get out (???) son I'm tryna sleep to dream [Monty] A blank conversation that's tryna speak [P.O.S] Shut up y'all I'm tryna sleep to dream I just shut my eyes tryna sleep [Monty] There's a lot to believe in Just believe what you need to [P.O.S] Last night was something deep I just shut my eyes tryna sleep Sitting on these suckers Tuckin Rolling with the punches [Monty] Said they want a copy without thinking there’s just one of me I’m known to body everything they put in front of me When you think of Monty think of somewhere you don’t want to be Anything you got I promise one day will it’ll belong to me I done been about profit knock, knock, knock Who the fuck keep knocking like that If it ain’t about money I won’t answer you’ll keep knocking like that I can offer the finer things that you’ve lost and bring back But I rather would find the things that you’ve lost and keep em I don’t have to reason, that is only half the reason You don’t need to know my mistress Victoria’s my mistress When I start creeping for the weekend no one can see me when i’m leaving There’s a lot to believe in just make sure that you need to I don’t lose sleep for no reason I lose sleep for my people I’ve had dreams without sleeping when i sleep it seems like it’s dreamless There’s a lot to believe in just make sure that you need to [Chorus] Fuck off birds I'm tryna sleep to dream [Monty] With the power to make an hour awake [P.O.S] Get out (???) son I'm tryna sleep to dream [Monty] A blank conversation that's tryna speak [P.O.S] Shut up y'all I'm tryna sleep to dream I just shut my eyes tryna sleep [Monty] There's a lot to believe in Just believe what you need to [P.O.S] Last night was something deep I just shut my eyes tryna sleep Sitting on these suckers Tuckin Rolling with the punches [Monty] Hangin out with Fundo feelin we having too much fun [P.O.S] Screamin what the fuck you want while you're grabbing on your burban [Monty] I'm the deafest motherfucker tellin you all that I heard it [P.O.S] Got the entire ass in my hands Two hands Full squeeze [Monty] I'm drunk on Bloody Mary's screamin bloody murder I just lost my pants [P.O.S] Yeah I was tryna get some zzz's But now I'm like please Just pass somethin over here [Monty] I'm feelin just as sad as I had ever felt Funny I can't shed a tear
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[Chorus] We can live like thieves We can live like kings They could be the same thing They are exactly the same thing Either way you We can work till our hands don't Work till our back don't Work till our head don't hurt cuz we paid up Or we can sit back Soft hands of a soft ass artist Soft dads Mad at the wrong stuff No plans Champion time suck All chance Skills are abundant But hustle beats skill when skill don't hustle What's that from? Memes or daydreams Things escape me Almost completely Like often Worry on it never High tide Low tide Either way you Dyed in the Wool with the other Out of step sheep Lied on the stand Bible in hand Cry when I feel like the rest of y'all dead meat own man (I can) Die on command If a wanna but I won't Cuz imunna be a float Keep a milli on it All bets on let's go Keep it on till the break down On to the break through So on an so so So it goes No one knows dick Cept we all alone An this too shall pass (shut up) So it goes Never so sick So so so I just Hope hope lasts Pain up Gain up Either way you Locked up Open up Either way you Toss back cup Or a bit of cleaner vision Weather High road or Low road Either way you [Chorus] We can live like thieves We can live like kings They could be the same thing They are exactly the same thing Either way you We can work till our hands don't Work till our back don't Work till our head don't hurt cuz we paid up Or we can sit back This ones for Andre Durand A symbol of actual action Adventure a quality man Appallingly talented fearless and yeah Prolly as careless as every last one of my very best friends And gone Way too soon Risk that Fear that Whatever you choose [Chorus] We can live like kings We can live like thieves We can live like kings They could be the same thing They are Either way you Either way you die Either way you die
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[Open Mike Eagle] Awestricken my brow Furled up my lip is curled All distant Need a referral for a different world Audacious my instinct is to go and get small places Fuck your lease, I don’t owe you shit Outlandish I get low and I hover there Not Branded, cause if they could They'd discover air Rain Walrus, under a pelt like a brother bear Stone Fragments trapped in air tight tupperware Who’s missing The headcount says minus 1 Dude, Listen Priest, my mouth is a science gun Intrepid Below ice like the submarine Bin section looking at old tight drum machines Mixed potion Hoping to grow like thumbelin Your shits broken So watch me roll like tumbleweed Old Patterns Breaking interrupt duplicates No data Blank your concepts toothless Its done [Chorus] Yeah I am a Dead men walking And the streets ain't talking Cause they busy talking to they phone Favoriting they problems Liking all they causes Can't help feelin alone I'm tryna live it while I can Feeling every feeling Every feeling I can stand Unplugged Unstuck (Instead a) Unwound And undone (Head down Thumbs up) Instead of Lost in the infinite [Manchita] Woke up flat broke in a back seat Low-ball recalling til I choke down the caffeine Throbbing in my back when I feel the Earth beneath my feet Life’s no beach, it’s a rabid dog in heat And I’m not your hostage, I’m hot potato—hash you out later Not now, I’m way too gone for the page you’re on In fact I burned the whole book like my next high depended on it Batting fat lashes at the casting, ranting, “Save the fucking dolphins, you guys,” While I mash a tuna sandwich Fables never sounded so rounded and pounding, Never wound down, never found out Who’s counting, who’s down with us Should be obvious not a network mess I guess that’s why my cuticles uplift in upset for the present unkept Tenderness of my fleshiness Dead with the swelling of this particular winter’s discontent [Chorus] I am a Dead men walking And the streets ain't talking Cause they busy talking to they phone Favoriting all my problems Liking all my causes Can't help feelin alone I'm tryna live it while I can Feeling every feeling Every feeling I can stand Unplugged Unstuck (Instead a) Unwound And undone Lost in the infinite [P.O.S] Ugh Compare myself to who? Skitching on this mother ship Rock with a champion crew Fit with this other shit Ouwnt even know what they do I ain't tryna learn It's servant shit I never knew I'm a Professional profession skipper Never been a job I didn't quit To hit a stage an rip it Get it in Get in to it Better with this Off the map I'm Ten and twoing Keep it movin Constantly Keep that foolish off a me possibilities are literally limitless But got the screen like inches from your vision Man that scenery is written text Tryna knowledge up this girl Who's talking to her phone tho Typing hella awkward Bout some other chick she don't know Hate the hand dealt Self help Through Selfie therapy Play the feels felt With your digital self Aimlessly Only dramatic people Utter no drama Butter nutting the beef They only seem to keep a pounda
10.
Lanes 01:49 video
Stuck in my space station Every second every sight I've ever seen is just so far gone (Yeah) I been doin my own thing so long Or is it I been in my own way so long (Yeah yeah yeah) Hopping up and over She could could be my only What Only chance left Put the pressure on a mother fucker tight huh Or it's on to the next You are a blind and lovesick dude See with the eyes your mom gave you Not this other mess What you holding on to all that for All of that's bored Why not more I explore all a that plus plus plus Yeah Hush hush Yeah (yeah) We could be better the fucks out there Huh huh Tell something I could never know yeah Gimme something you don't ever show yeah Gimme just a little space so I can grow Get right Let go (1, 2, 3) 1, 2, 3 I’m Aimed for my space station (Ahh ah ah ah ah) where Every second every sight I've ever seen is just so far gone (Yeah) I been in my own lane so long Ima go my own way so long (Yeah yeah) (Yeah yeah)
11.
Gravedigger 04:17
[P.O.S] I can not see through no dumb shit I will not give out no pass Waste ass mother fuckers breathing in my air And I know even tho I don't wanna that they'll prolly outlast So I'm hanging out the window Got my feet up on the dash Face fulla sunshine Tryna unwind Tryna get mine Tryna use a hundred percent a Of this little bit a flash that I have I could ease up on my tempo (slow down slow down slow down) I should prolly save a little cash (slow down slow down slow down) I could do it how the text book say I could do it how they wanna chase fame I can steady as we blaze They can Do the math an laugh (slow down) (I'd rather be) sitting back broke Pushing facts and hope What you want Beating back those Playing on my phone What you want We can keep it close We can own the road What you what I can see all the way from here It's the same as here no matter how far I go [Angelenah] Save a little money Eye could stain a dummy This the generation of impatience I ain't being funny Isn't it amazing how we take but never give enough Then still can have the nerve to pretend that we live it up Fuck it I don't wanna pretend Hopping in the front seat tell him give me the clip I ain't worried bout a charge cuz I ride for the rent And in the white mans world get a notery nig What u want to see? Double cups and expensive rings Welfare checks, buying food on link, Work 3 jobs cuz I just can't breathe and when I do chase bread it's cuz I need to eat Feet up high on the dash I'm chilling Did a line cuz I want some feeling Lost girl but I might be villain And I can still feel the wounds on my back still healing [P.O.S] I will not see through no dumb shit No fuck shit no dick moves no nothing but dopeness and lush and no I will not give out no pass They the past There's plenty other Stray cats chewing on these Waste ass mother fuckers breathing in my air And I know even tho I don't wanna that they'll prolly outlast I'm hanging out the window Hands in the breeze Knees on the wheel Yeah She got her feet up on the dash She tryna get it while she can She tryna make these minutes last (With a) Face in the moonlight Tryna get right Tryna get a little outside Vision Tryna flash Tryna do it while she can (We tryna) Do it while we can [Chorus] I'd rather be sitting back broke Pushing facts and hope What you want Beating back those Playing on my phone What you want We can keep it close We can own the road What you what I can see all the way from here It's the same as here no matter how far I sitting back broke Pushing facts and hope What you want Beating back punishers Playing on my phone What you want We can keep it close We can own the road What you what I can see all the way from here It's the same as here no matter how far I go No matter how far I go
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I ain’t waiting for nothing I just show up to shine That or don't show at all Sit at home and unwind They continue they fronting They keep ignoring the signs Ain't shit out there I'm hunting Everything in its time An it's right now That bright black With a sharp tongue And the beats crack And he bites back With shark teeth And he eats that That black blocker That can't stop when the coppers creep And I don't show up I'm trash talk I'm fuck peace I'm Chris Dorner I'm Doberman dirty off leash I'm Mike Brown I'm Eric Garner I can't breath We face down Our teeth are touching the concrete They curb stomping us Wearing a crown in our streets It makes the Bullshit trivial Gave a lot of trust and some years to Some miserable- Castles made of sand Heavy hand holding shovels And trouble man Counts his real friends on his hook stump I used to spend a lotta thought on loss I used to need for every feeling amplified too You prolly learned early it's better to be hated And I hate whoever taught you that I'm happy to have learned from you Same page different book (weird) Hard feelings Soft hearts overlooked (But) Not here Your whole veneer 20/20 clear Keep my warnings out your people's ear let em try to steer For themselves Water and bridges Hurricanes and tryna rebuild visions Pick a pain I'm sure that I got limits But fuck it I'll make incisions Till I'm dead and re-risen as energy Tryna exist in superposition Tryna exist in superposition Tryna exist in superposition Clock tickin Keep livin Man listen Come on [Chorus] Show up to shine Show me a sign Show up to shine Show me a sign Show up to shine Show me a sign Show up to shine Show me a sign I tried to write a note to everyone who came out and supported when my kidney couldn't clean up my poisonous blood But I just stared at the page And when I wrote it I felt nothing but the numbing of cliche and tasted nothing but batteries and iron all over my tongue Words rusted in place And all I want is to chisel my initials into something permanent now And raise up these damn kids and make my momma so fucking proud And mutilate a couple crowds (Dead) And all I want is to make art Keep takes Break what they say it is Fakes run the game And your boy ain't playing it Nah there ain’t no sense in this haze If it's up to me I'll keep the questions in my frequency and throw em often From now until a coffin calls em And spit where ever cops be walking [Kathleen Hanna] You’re suppose to be happy to be alive You’re suppose to be lucky to be alive You’re suppose to be If it's up to me The only people in the streets with guns lead communities or hunt for food they need to fight threw Maybe peacefully But that's a big maybe There's More than one way to skin schrodingers cat Not sure what's holding you back Theres nothing seriously stoping us Getting blown off the map Yeah Tryna exist in [Hard_R] Predict coming events Visions make me dense So fuck your two cents Still a shoulder rub gent Colder with resent Fold for what it’s meant It’s over my man Go eat a xan [Allan Kingdom] You gotta prove your position You got a new superstition I coulda never sold dope and hustled through your position Gimme all black weddings and an all white funeral Ball like pendulums I write numerals Numbers on the boards of life and all mics shootable Even on your frozen nights when all thighs useable (future addiction) [Hard_R] I’m not an MC What’s up candy rappers White talkin keys no houses but with backwards All these new OGs they got us moving backwards Whole race at our knees History in the crapper [Astronautalis] I want the food to taste like poison Till poison tastes like food I want your home to feel like prison Till you up and hit the road I want your job to feel like torture Till you burn the building down I want to raise a fucking family out the ashes of this town [P.O.S] I miss a quark And my dark parts wish I didn't She called me buster and gutted me at the finish And then it ended- Only clean break ever and I love her more now prolly cuz of that In the black I miss a writer Who never quite took my edits I built a pedestal taller than she could let it And I love her more now cuz of that Infinite slack I tied my own rope she took it back Instead In the red - Balancing books and Pre cum promises (When) Love is mean enough to go where it's not wanted and Fuck up a good simple an sweet Bliss Repeat Campsite rules Hope it's better when you leave I miss myself without the calluses Only hate two and call em dad so the irony could can cut through I won't be at either funeral I don't need to see I disrespect them gleefully and eat the pain, rage and guilt I keep it deep in me Release my fist When my ashes hit the pacific and I'm infinitely swimming in the ether Where the teachers be- Waves Thumbs up Sunglasses emoji Peace Tryna exist in superposition Tryna exist in superposition Tryna exist in superposition Clocks ticking Keep living Man listen Come on [Kathleen Hanna] Am I trapped inside my body like it's a burning building [Chorus] Show up to shine Show me a sign [Kathleen Hanna] Or am I the match that lit myself on fire [Chorus] Show up to shine Show me a sign (Like a snowflake in an avalanche) I been waiting for nothing This pain is nothing I be clutching my stomach But this, this here is nothing Scheming on what I wanted This pain is nothing This pain is pumping through my veins it's nothing Nothing is what I'll take Everything in its time Nothing is what I'll ask for Everything I will make Ready the fucking drums Get ready to feel it shake It's better than being numb And better owning mistakes Jehu Yank crime on ten Scream super unison Superposition livin an Dream like a hooligan Live like (them) Dreams might be Like a real life See them react Try to Act how it feels right An go Tryna exist in superposition (go) Tryna exist in superposition (go) Tryna exist in superposition (go) Clocks ticking Keep living Man listen Come on [Chorus] Show up to shine Show me a sign Show up to shine Show me a sign Show up to shine Show me a sign Show up to shine Show me a sign

credits

released January 27, 2017

Recorded by P.O.S and Joe Mabbott at The Hideaway Studios and Stef’s house
“Wearing A Bear” recorded by BJ Burton at BJ’s house
“Get Ate” recorded at Gerald’s house

Mixed and engineered by Joe Mabbott at The Hideaway Studios
“Wearing A Bear” mixed by BJ Burton

Mastered by Bruce Templeton at Microphonic Mastering

Executive produced by Lazerbeak and P.O.S

Joe Mabbott and Lady Midnight sang all over this album

Photography and design by Brian Hart
Lettering by Crystal Quinn

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