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Introducing
01:55
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Raven heart/serpents tongue
Blood on the keys/and blood on the drums
Feel the bass pound/like 66 rounds
of God complex made flesh/with sound
Sort it out/blink of pain
Send it all back/to the void again
Nietzsche on the side/giving moustache rides
What a sight/what a sound/what a cavalcade
Snuff the stars/burn the sun
Beat your chest/now, cock that gun
Drink the sea/crack the sky
Don't die to live/cause we live to die
Iconoclast/turn sand to glass
No dough in sight/so we Caritas
Bakers bread/boiling wine
We'll scorch the throat/and kill the mind
Drill into time/break through the wall
With titan skin/and kraken jaw
Arrows rise/only to fall
A lesson learned/arc from the law
Arc to the sky/arc to the stars
Devour time/smash the wall
Inhabit time/be the wall
Step out of time/and see the wall
But Troy, it's said/will never fall
To force from beasts/or alcohol
With a shotgun cry/and a horseshoe stall
and a seven sided die/let's throw it all
Snuff the stars/burn the sun
Beat your chest/now, cock that gun
Drink the sea/crack the sky
Don't die to live/cause we live to die
Snuff the stars/burn the sun
Beat your chest/now, cock that gun
Drink the sea/crack the sky
Don't die to live/cause we live to die
Snuff the stars/burn the sun
Beat your chest/now, cock that gun
Drink the sea/crack the sky
Don't die to live/cause we live to die
Snuff the stars/burn the sun
Beat your chest/now, cock that gun
Drink the sea/crack the sky
Don't die to live/cause we live to die
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3. |
Veil
02:02
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Impressionistic message/of history prone to mystery
Message is to protect/by the money and by the ministry
Magic is indistinguished/by science another figment
of language teaching a language/that leads us into obscurity
Lackin in maturity/purity
Tongue is like a leper/decaying as I refer to me
Erectin an obsidian/message for all eternity
Ex nihilo/this track is fuckin nothin b
And reason never was/a reason for us not to be
Morally lacking/but it's cool cause what do morals mean?
Sittin back/let's be frank, we the rat pack
Livin life/droppin track after fat track
Young, dumb/full of cum, yeah we got that
Readin Byron as I/bust off on your bitches back
Say I'm sorry/cause we know I'm never calling back
Better if I hit it now/before it hit her that
This pretty motherfucker/pissin in her little flat
Is broker than the doper/stickin up his little soldier
Boom bap there it goes/bless that Golden Rose
Consecrate the quarry/and quarrel with all your petty foes
Not to diss the holy/but anthropocentric phony ass
Preachers tellin creatures/to stick that stuffy nose
High as the fire/that fuels the lone desire
To consummate with the Kraken/and crack everybody's ire
I'm crackin em in the back/with a beat and an attic plaque-
No Keats, we don't have a fucking urn
Helicopter flare/bear right on the massacre
Massively overbearing/brothers born into atavism
Actively acting out/when not passing out
Butter the breaded base/laugh at the weakness comin out of the
Wheatless/weather worn out
You know the rain brings pain/everytime it comes out
And the Summer's such a bummer/for my existential doubt
Hard to knock that shit/addicted to feelin sick
So I smoke too much/and I sleep too much
and I read too much/and I eat too much
and I fuck too much/and I breathe too much
Tell the sheep and the sprouts/wolves are waitin this out
So I smoke too much/and I sleep too much
and I read too much/and I eat too much
and I fuck too much/and I breathe too much
Tell the sheep and the sprouts/wolves are waitin this out
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4. |
Harakiri As Placebo
04:12
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Crack my back/begin the bait smack
Little minnow river swimmer you dinner for bigger litters
Critter nothing but a spitter language laced with incoherence
Double dutch Danny the dookie devil with rum punch
It's a drunk brunch/Battle royale bully style beatdown
Scythe neck stitches your britches are broken bitches
Velveteen rabbit
Get it
When toys become real
(Children book rap)
Stuff the bill up your gills with patterns of broken shills
It's kill or be killed
Physical is never real
Even death can take a breath
Even life is full of strife
Knife dance round tables/with Lancelot power
Sinking hour after hour into mercenary talents
But valence is still a basis
For people to stay in stasis
Never moving from the chair
While your hair travels the bases
First you think you're safe
Then second you stole with haste
but a third of your mind is saying
Run for home base ace
Head to lost space
The space in my dead head
Goddess of the sun shine light
On this dead zed
It's Apex
Chillin deep with the whales of the sea, sense
Echoes of the lost tryin to see if they make sense
I don't make cents or dollars for that matter
But I'll splatter patterns vivid as visions of D mothers tatters
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5. |
OhRa
01:30
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It's really quite easy you see
All I gotta do is
Close these eyes/now I soar these skies
Inside of the mind/where the ego spreads lies
Where the eagle spread flies/to the peak, aha
If you willin to die/then take a peek my bruh
Not a single second/where venison's intervention
Are clogging the mental up like/a pathing without the penance
Like cats without claws/like sharks without jaws
Like the sea without salt/we fallin apart
Now
Pause for a second
Get your breathing right/get your paws together
Simian sworn to Xenophanes mane
Inside the membrane/we cry with such pain
Cause the deity is the devil he's up in our brain
Up in our lives
Can't have clouds without the clear skies
Can't be loud without a deep silence
Can't have peace without all this violence
Swore to myself/not a day on the tape
Would see the plain bring pain/I pray with such faith
See the hole in me is just the whole in me
Life would not be/unless we be free
Not to be cliche/but freedom ain't free
And I know quite well/that freedom is me
Freedom is not meant to be/in a nation
Nation never patient but I'm lying on the pavement
Not a single cent as payment and I pray it ever stays this
Blood, sweat, tears/all up in my beers
I see you lost steers/and lead you up here
To the peak man/the definitive Apex
Eh, yes I'm Canadian/no we not rejects
Respect
To the dreadlock Kat/Montreal on deck and she reppin it fat
She reppin it right, she reppin it tight/she rep it all night until we take flight
Started from the middle and I'm still right there
Lovin every second livin in this fresh spring air
That's the key man/that's life's pop quiz
Stop lovin who you want and start loving who you is
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6. |
Elemental
01:29
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I was brought to this world/I was birthed by the earth
Was nourished by all the trees/and the grass and the dirt
Was trained by all the stones/my enemy and my home
Feel my limbs bear fruit/as they ascend to the throne
And the waves formed caves/the rivers they brought the flow
The rain it brought the pain/made hard by all the snow/and ice
My face caked with blood/another roll of the dice
The price that we pay/to keep form at bay
Inferno of sempiternal/emotions brought on by potions
The fire can bring desire/and a thousand other notions
I'm burning up all the brier/and smokin like I was woven
of matter that still aspires/to go out with an explosion
All we are is dust in the wind/With freedom our best friend
A journey with many bends/both mental and in the end
A reason to justify/the omnipresent lie of our too thin skin
So free your caged cares/and harden your soft wills
Cause the void is still there/requirin all of our skills
The highest of aspirations/won't be reached by any nation
Let the human spirit bear it/and creativity snare it
With a thought/and nothing more
Cause thoughts can bring a lot/more than any hardcore
Harrasin em with the tec/and attackin em with the mac
But the bullets hit the brain/and do nothin but bring em back
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7. |
609
03:17
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Rue the whirl/the iron clad curl of the burl
Spin to win kings walk paths with no hurdles
Wonder why the sudden swirl/of reality can curl y0u
Backwards buck asswards/tight wads in castles
Mountain man slang part of parties of the best
Call me momma while you listen/as you suckle at the breast
Ambient occlusion gives sight to dead life looks real nice
Darkest corners brightest/cut the night up with a knife
Disparity brings disallusioned/the mind can open crimes
But "crime" is just a symbol using methods of the rind
Pork processed storks/chew the cud blow the bud
Torrential rain slaughter the silence/like Kid Cud
and E kills the bees in the hive of the mind
But the honey's gettin runny/honeycomb on decline
The climb is not a matter of vertical placement
Ghandi knew he was no better than that kid stuck in the basement
Real bass, mint money/for the travelling dogs
Coughing laughter through the quarry/death of breath sings songs
Teeter totter rattle the cattle so out of balance
Bidet spray discomfort/clear the shit out of the way
But assholes are assholes/polished or vomit
So try to get your ass whole/stop Wallace and Gromit
All sense is senseless/all mind is methodless
Just the illusion of contusions/all is fine despite the find
Agni behead me/broken bones bottomless
Alchemical weapons of the body breathing stopperless
No mind and no not mind/welcome to scholarship
Ivory spear shear/I shave with sea caves
I brave the neat names/the sputtering silt spray
The pleasure and all the leisure/the fighting and all the biting
The master is never tact/they'll spit over a track
and rhyme "crime" with "time" 6 times and still shine
The highest peak
Without the lowest valley
Impossible
6 times they'll say no/to snow and hot soup
6 times they'll pray hard/to God and death's loop
6 times they'll go home/ever coming back again
6 times less than blessed/bored and incandescent
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8. |
Table Tennis
02:08
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t's that leaf fall in autumn shit
Arboreal oriole/old world edifice carved in dead warriors stories
The straight Christ of this Zeitgeist/fuck an anachronism
I'm born into the livin age of fission we flippin through all the channels
See the mangled/morals stormin editorials
news stories of dead and buried babies/front page for the livin ladies
Is anybody even livin lately/mind in other times cause crime is still alive
and well, you can hear the bell toll/whether skinny or straight swoll
Whether pretty or face full/of boils you straight toil
And not a single labour spent/in order to scrape and make a cent
is illegitimate for rent/cause cash can speak brashly just ask the "Great" Gatsby
nah, he wouldn't have made a single cent if you ask me
Peaks can cover valleys so rally to other alleys
Or pally we'll have a problem cause Deus, it reaches to the bottom
Of the barrel of the gun pointed straight at the sun
Of the belly of the beast set to exploit and decrease
Of the molly fried party guy/punches walls he starts to cry
The bitterest but man it's stimulating like the ego is
I'm egoless
That may seem like a paradox/but between me and this pair of socks
There's nothing but a hollow box/a space for the creation nation
Process known as "Eden" that you feelin when you fiendin
On the power of the demon/man it's Table Tennis
*Interlude*
Bob your head/nod it in
Like you were a monk again/ascetic in aesthetics/a medic for all the pennants
You better be payin penance/or buddy we've got a present
Called a present full of pain/you know the pressure in your veins
Heart attack rap clap/you saccharine and you slain
I soar in skies with thousand lotus petaled eyes in my membrane
Menthane for you buggy motherfuckers/build yourself off other suckers
In this dead game/we heroes of the new earth
We met pain
Told him we don't need em/while we still alive and breathing
This goes out to all the Heathens/the outcasts held so brash
Any person swerved from the curve/of feeling decent
All beings unite under bannerless incoherence
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9. |
Time
01:32
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Dionysian desperado/destroy to rebuild the motto
Seems society's a travesty/hell bent on bringing breath to me
But simultaneous stemmin/of all my cranial weapons
A cavity with all the virulent venom/I been collecting
And it sits like a coal/within the soul
That's burning but never turning/failing all the tests of Turing
My talent seems reassuring/but money is Epicurean
Matter that doesn't matter/just a point within the splatter
But might as well be cadavers/for all that the public chatters
Seems a little boy can read/ha ha/good on you slacker
But riches'll bring the bitches/and scholars'll bring convictions
That fuck up a golden system/so they dead faster than wit is
The torrid storm is a form/on horizons within the island
of augery fuelled by artistry's/martyrs and simple simons
Or so they seem to sound/when pronounced within the bounds
Of a biased room full of liars/that pious men try to buy with a
Ticket to highest heaven/costing dollars from the devil
That dreamed of being dreamed/by Milton within the level
But he's just another author/and I'm just another rapper
Who'll be dead before his work/can be shattered like simple matter
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10. |
WW
02:45
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Rue the whirl/the iron clad curl of the burl
Spin to win kings walk paths with no hurdles
Wonder why the sudden swirl/of reality can curl y0u
Backwards buck asswards/tight wads in castles
Mountain man slang part of parties of the best
Call me momma while you listen/as you suckle at the breast
Ambient occlusion gives sight to dead life looks real nice
Darkest corners brightest/cut the night up with a knife
Disparity brings disallusioned/the mind can open crimes
But "crime" is just a symbol using methods of the rind
Pork processed storks/chew the cud blow the bud
Torrential rain slaughter the silence/like Kid Cud
and E kills the bees in the hive of the mind
But the honey's gettin runny/honeycomb on decline
The climb is not a matter of vertical placement
Ghandi knew he was no better than that kid stuck in the basement
Real bass, mint money/for the travelling dogs
Coughing laughter through the quarry/death of breath sings songs
Teeter totter rattle the cattle so out of balance
Bidet spray discomfort/clear the shit out of the way
But assholes are assholes/polished or vomit
So try to get your ass whole/stop Wallace and Gromit
All sense is senseless/all mind is methodless
Just the illusion of contusions/all is fine despite the find
Agni behead me/broken bones bottomless
Alchemical weapons of the body breathing stopperless
No mind and no not mind/welcome to scholarship
Ivory spear shear/I shave with sea caves
I brave the neat names/the sputtering silt spray
The pleasure and all the leisure/the fighting and all the biting
The master is never tact/they'll spit over a track
and rhyme "crime" with "time" 6 times and still shine
The highest peak
Without the lowest valley
Impossible
6 times they'll say no/to snow and hot soup
6 times they'll pray hard/to God and death's loop
6 times they'll go home/ever coming back again
6 times less than blessed/bored and incandescent
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11. |
1, 2, Be
02:16
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Medicated mental patient
I spent a season learning breathing/and the art of patience
Bruising my knees on the concrete/discreet dialogue with Dionysus
See the holy in the holes in my socks/I step tight with might
Sunbeam cadet/navigate the stars faithfully
Codeine for migraines/the pain resides vividly
Sipping on cheap green tea/reading the front page
Picture that I'm seeing/gives a rising to my rage
Never forget/the dark twixt with the light
Morals we forget/when we living within the night
Call me sociopath/last laugh never spoken
Chilling with Jean Paul Jones/tokin and jokin
Meetin with Hannibals mandibles/up in Hoboken
Wanna re-unite with my love/but the hoe broken
Guess that's what happens/when you fertilize your happiness
With seeds of evil demons/treatin semen like it's sacrilege
Society of death fearers/actin like the grave's evil
Tell us what death is/paintin up a grim reaper
Look into my chest/as I take another breath
See the certainty and yes/I surrender to the rest
I rest/call it a night
There's a sorrow in every hope/a light under every blight
A reason to ever choke/and power to keep you breathin
A heathen for every saint/sinners thinkin they be a taint
Just let it be/as the bard said buggily
Live your life as beautifully/as whatever your art be
Paint a vivid scape/or escape into livid tapes
Turn the tables with the page/pay a visit to the age
Zeitgeist like rice rain down/upon the populace
Every day is beautiful/and time is just a little myth
All you need to do is surrender/to all that living is
It's simple as one, two ,be/now get to sinkin ship
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12. |
Studious
01:50
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It's a house trained cat/still here to bring back
The vibe that snuck round/the alley during the boom bap
No click clack/or pitter patter/or brat brat
Beretta acapella/so we holier than chedder
Like a swiss guard armed/with tongue and tight charm
Sellin dope to the pope/till we closer to God
We closer to alms/we closer than Brahms
and Back and Beethoven/to beatin the beat on
So fuck that molly/pop that body
Told you suckers twice/that I rep that bohdi
But a wise man said/that to break that bread
Gotta break some bones/sayin see em back in Cali
I'm out in my field/I'm livin life real
I'm honing my skills/for me and not bills
For me and my fam/for us and our clan
That includes you too/you fool that I panned
Cause you all about the glam/all about the glitter
Got a real big ego/cause you got your own twitter
And a couple chicks lettin you/flicker around her clitter
Is you even really livin?/Think you gotta think bigger
Despite the rollex/and all the good sex
You find yourself starin/and thinkin "Well what's next"?
What an age old tale/and one I confess
I can't really recall/so please, just hit next
Gettin existential/swervin through your mental
Livin life in the fast lane/cause it's only a rental
So forget the dentals/we set our own records
Finna sell my birthright/for some mighty good lentils
Cause I'm not a prophet/was never chosen
Not here to profit/like you fuckin posers
You rap to stack/while I rhyme to shine
You suck for dough/while I spit my lines
You drown in pride/as I flow and ride
You live for you/while I die for mine
Do I got your ear?/can you hear me preach?
Holy Van Gogh/de-flower the sun with my speech
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13. |
Psalm III
02:38
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Saharan sands/unfold around the caravan
The leader calls a halt/with a motion of his left hand
Air as hairy as the/dromedary and its scary
to think its been a week/since they even had any
Food, water/the shortage drawing ever closer
To the moment where the desperation/makes em grow bolder
And you never know/cause the leaders come and go
No Kings in this land/of God's undertow
Starin at the peak from the base/wasn't so bad
Now I'm barely up the mountain/and I lost a whole hand
Thinkin of my son and my mum/and yeah you has
My need to run away/like a demon within a paper bag
So I'm thinking abseiling/off it like a bad railing
Could be home for supper/but sucker, you know I'm not failing
Still got my feet/mon esprit/et si tu rappelais
I will never fall or be conquered/because it's not worth it
I am the peak of the mountain/and this is my sermon
So get your feet off the ground/and start to rock to it
You'll see me soon enough/just open up to my music
Open up to my music/live and learn and mob to it
Money doesn't matter/to generations of my students
Silent as Zachariah/and open as the Buddha
We'll do away with the coffers/and learn to live to the truest
20,000 deep/that's a lot of dead Benjamins
Uni is never cheap/and I'm finna become successfulish
Needin to get some sleep/but this paper is seeming senseless
Fail another class and I'm/shackin up with my rents again
So it's HAM or go home
Rather OD on Adderall/than give the dog a bone
Saw a cutie and added all/her digits to my phone
Sat down, at it all/night studyin alone
Call me Ulysses/as I navigate the seas with a pedigree
I'm huntin for a place to call home/with my Penelope
Trials attemptin trouble/but I'm cunning as ever b
A human hearted hare/hrair on every side of me
But never think I'm out here/all alone
There's a hero on every ship/a fleet you can call your own
Never forget motherfucker/you sittin at the throne
I will never fall or be conquered/because it's not worth it
I am the peak of the mountain/and this is my sermon
So get your feet off the ground/and start to rock to it
You'll see me soon enough/just open up to my music
Open up to my music/live and learn and mob to it
Money doesn't matter/to generations of my students
Silent as Zachariah/and open as the Buddha
We'll do away with the coffers/and learn to live to the truest
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14. |
H2OHM
02:31
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Intro (Bruce Lee)
I said empty your mind. Be formless, shapeless, like water. Now you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup, you put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle, you put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot. Now water can flow, or it can crash. Be water my friends.
(Apex)
They say everything is emptiness/but emptiness is form
The conundrum that I'm havin/is applyin this to the norm
In a world full of villains/and a thousand Desert Storms
Time for discipline bitches/this is my road to real riches
Dark room deserted/by God and all his servants
Readin Bible/Quran/Torah none of it's working
Now that's not a simple write off/of a thousand holy sermons
But as the German Clark Kent said/God is fucking dead
So I sit and sit still/like my face was on a bill
And meditate upon/all I've come to know as trill
All the gats and fat beats/that made the culture ill
Respect but I reject em/like a chick off of the pill
Bury myself in the bodhi/like I'm runnin from Apollo
Call me Morpheus son/better believe the pill is tough to swallow
Swallow's echo hollow/but the song is far from shallow
If you understand this/then you'll see the life of Marlowe
And end all speculation/it leads to abomination
These perspectives I've rejected/cause you know they lead to Satan
Not the scholar but the baller/that terrorized every Pagan
Just kidding simple Simon/"Paganism" is a myth like
Gender and nationality/morals and rationality
Human perspective is rejected/by most of reality
10,000 things that matter/as much as Bing
Better Google and rewind dude/don't wanna miss a thing
Golden lion tryin/to end an age of ever lyin
Con men drawn in/cause living sucks it's hard man
Better to be a dick/than a pussy lettin em all in
You're that short sighted?/then sorry kid but you're fired
Understand my plan/I'm not sayin I'm perfect
Yeah I slack and I lie and I steal/but never worth it
It's not the state of things/that matter to real kings
But the path into the present/that we learn from past lessons
And the future of the buddha/is missing the whole point
Fuck a life of fame and riches/preach it loud and rock the joint
If the present ain't a present/then my presence I appoint
To schooling you motherfuckers/until you burn the coin
And arson every idol/Iconoclasts are my rivals
Apparently I'm a parent/to parents of the survival
A terror still suicidal/despite soarin revival
Of hope inside a bloke/that takes too many tokes
You think this is a joke?/Choppin off my own arm
Ironically this soliloquy/brings me far from harm
Expressin despite reggression/and powerin through the towers
One step up two steps back/three steps forward and that's that
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15. |
Sol Inflictus
02:44
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Crush em all/as I ascend like Leonidas
In a fashion that'll have Pangae/callin me her highness
I'm a beast and when I roar/it won't be terror that you'll find
But a beauty on the beat/with a penchant to blow your mind
I'm a
thousand year young/Immortal without a gun
A mental patient to some/With hair like I'm on the run
With ratchets that wanna tap it like/mice be all in the rice
And a terror to every error/I ever leave in my vice
Pretty fly/for a white guy if that wasn't obvious
I'm shovelin the dirt/to do some justice on this zombie shit
You novices be rhombuses/in areas of inequality
so logically/you yourself defy epistemology
Do or die/fuck every person not in the verse
cause I'm finna spit on some spite/like a camel with an aversion to bullshit
and they be standing in your vacinity/politically that shouldn't be allowed in this soliloquy
the illest g's know that I rhyme/to write a masterpiece
And though it's not in sight to see/I'm running til the fight leaves me
Like that'll ever happen/you rappers that've been nappin
on me better get to clappin/or I'm gonna get out the bic and I'll spit shit until I'm sick
as a patient that/ever patient/couldn't crap out a/shitty shit
get it?
Second verse/badder than every part of the first
An anachronistic assumption/to some but whatever works
As we travel through every time/that an Apex wasn't in first
Well shit, here all ready?/Yeah, that's how it works
But we back/to be specific we on the attack
A war waged within the memories/mental and rarely won you see
But fuck bein a downer/we clown and we fuck around
in an effort to kill the sound/Of of
Of the silence within the night/at the end of the tunnel
Of the complexity of light/being higher than any drug'll ever get
But fuck it man it's something/beyond just your debt
In an alley of existential/aggression where all the pressure
To snap is not incidental/it's crafted into the dental
Records broken not a rental/it's depressin
But fuck it I digress/as I stand up and beat my chest
In the face of my certain death
Fuck time/and fuck this existence
where life is a certain struggle/and rest is ever a myth
so we blind ourselves with the bottle/the molly and all the spliffs
But it's brighter than any sun/that'll beat down upon the brick
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16. |
The Whole Game
01:30
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Ascendin to the day/where I enter an old age
Where prophets are long gone/not buried in no grave
But killed by Rogaine/and money with no pain
So what was it all for?/what did we all gain?
The prayers are unheard/we struggle in such pain
A tribe of lost boys/devils we insane
Walking talking anachronist/activist against names
And walls and big goofs/still screaming "that's so gay"
In 2013/where dreams can breed fiends
But cream soon as they seeing/they gettin the small things
Generation of apathetic/Lazarus motherfuckers
Still inclined to slap a vet/if he rep the wrong colours
The glory you seem to get/by blindin the Big Brother
But you find you age faster/than Daniel Lebern Glover
Individual missions are a/fiction breeding a friction
Enemy omnipresent/as the Nile within my diction
My flow it can burn rubber/like Betty can botch butter
But better if it was bitter/like bastards to past lovers
Harass til the last stutter/is passed like past mutters
But mass can be a task/if you preach to the wrong brother
You able to stand pain/without the Novacain
A terror to all the tyrants/a shepherd to all the lame
Or so they're so called/because they soak rain
Instead of umbrellas/they're in for the whole game
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17. |
Assassinate Grammar
03:14
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Fuck off
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18. |
Dada / Byebye
01:02
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Apex Victoria, British Columbia
a·pex
/ˈāpeks/
"The top or highest part of something, the peak"
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