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the flow’s correct and checked by an auditor
blow it out your monitors, throw it up vomiters
tucked away in conifer ,i’m bombing earth’s crust
you must trust a lotta herbs, skaters, painters & photographers
strapped like a straight jack mapped by geographers
trapped like a slave rat, my atmosphere’s barometer
is mile elevated concentrated when I gotta turd
to stay far far, far away from commoners
get a real job, no domo arigato
but catch the latest freaky eaters episode
where I eat mics like tacos
keep up muchacho
you’d have an even harder time being en mi caso
thoughts walk fluid
with rivers that run through it
lost in applause with a cause congruent
so pause what you’re doing, cus i’m about to ruin
a true motherfucka going out for the movement
Neil Young chorus: dream up, dream up, let me
dream up, dream up, let me
dream up, dream up, let me
sax verse
Neil Young chorus: dream up, dream up, let me
dream up, dream up, let me
dream up, dream up, let me
keep the bass loud taste sounds that make you wanna shout
from the waist down i can feel my hi-hat’s headed on a route
to a boundary surrounding new directions
that’s getting better & better for better no question
a grade before the first letter, fitter on the beats
with a pen and desk than that glitter shit release
flyer than a handout, cooler in a sweater
rats starving for originality & cheddar
while I dream up 14ers for minerals subliminal
on Osceola street fight with strength of a seminole
plentiful harvests starving to be an artist
punch loops with a jab grab rhythm by the genitals
i smack bars, kick the track hard
still never seen an arena to top my colorful backyard
this culture is my game never place no name above it
don’t just do it for my peoples
i do it for the public
Neil Young chorus: dream up, dream up, let me
dream up, dream up, let me
dream up, dream up, let me
sax verse
credits
from Where We All Live - EP,
released April 21, 2012
Kalyn Heffernan, Abi McGaha Miller, Neil Young,
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