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1.	Dew Claws 01:54	lyrics	buy track
I'm a, snowflake in july. Set my own pace till I hit the oasis in the sky, No brakes. Taken by the eyes and the grin No clouds, no crown, no ties to the king just low down high strings like a violin, cold ground that my best friend lies in and I've been blue with a heineken brew in a comatose mindset tryna get through. Tie a thick noose tryna hang with the angels, came for the 'caine but he stayed for the vein-poke same folk that stayed and maintained hope strange soul and faithful to the same grove faint notes, ringing. fresh breath in him thinking what can death bring him? Best dressed sinner ready for the next inning a just end to a just beginning ..
2.	Stand By Me 01:51	lyrics	buy track
Paws diggin' in the yard, big dog and the rain hits hard but it did wash sins off. Pitfalls of withdrawal, "Chopper, sick balls" it's Nick Hall and every window is a brick wall kickin' with a pit's jaw fistful of crisp dollars, just scholars, fein for the props when i scheme to the top and the dream don't stop bitch holla. i aint get a contract offer yet, jesus, she slips off her dress and i'm awful stressed coughing, listen to The Offspring, saying i should be more confident. Laying on the seafloor i talk to death wonder what i have these dreams for back to the recourse, track that i record if i ain't got food man fact I'mma eat yours, before. all of this shit i even thought about calling it quits Stretchin' my collar, the press for a dollar it put my best friend in a bottomless pit.. (Verse 2) yeah and i know i don't shit, but i know it's not hopeless float till the boat sinks, Mom's homeless so i won't quit I swear sometimes i don't think, sometimes i wanna die staring into space w/ the marijuana eyes and i hear it all the time "Could you spare another rhyme?" cause it's heroin but i don't even care I aint even wrote the rest of the song from there! i just wanna wear clean clothes breath air meet goals, be fair, keep close to that east coast snare and i be so rare..
3.	Wet Dutch '04 03:14	lyrics	buy track
I'm rapping w/ a dagger in my shoulder blades I'm here to make sure all you faggots know your place. i see you lookin', come and step to me crooked me, I keep my footing; you only get what you put in Push a hundred and ten percentage, watch the energy jump dog you're bred to forget relent and taught to never give up this author gettin' his buck, were you dropped on your head or what? I'm trifling as your broad and as hard as what's in her gut a shark in the fuckin' water, you cave in the lesser pressure i was raised in the depths though, i'm gable wrestling devils with .wav's that'll get your vessel capsize waiting rescue, lay rest to- tracks, pastor say "Bless you." Sock out the bottle thinking, smoke 'em if you got 'em at the bottom of the ocean blowing coca by the ball not a joke at all, bought your ho a throatful at the mall drop an awful quote and knock you outta focus, don't recall another brother's keeper deeper than, mr. keep a secret sweeter than a summer weekend known to twist the tree and chief w/ friends. Up from the cement, sin but fuck it we repent sit and puff the indica w/ pinky up like we were gents and claim we'd like to quit, save for nicer shit yea i know the bill's won't pay themselves but listen baby, life's a bitch. you could slice your wrists and ditch but i got heights to hit righteousness to spit and mics to rip while your wifey strip decisively the most enlightened writing with a disposition like i drink the liquor while i'm driving tryna hit- a lick tonight flick a bic and light a butt to rip and flick and pick a fight feelin' heavy like seven Guinneses in him w/ chicken bites, yo No packed blow i got keys on the Casio and actually my class and steez in like Leo DiCaprio D Roach unmatchable with the slaps, you lack substance i'm that crackhead on the bus bench with an air drum set asking Murph, "what the fuck you lace this blunt with?" {CHRIS MURPHY} My rhymes are richer than risotto , thick bitches in the pogo stick, twist 'em on the yoga tip wisdom like i'm yoda, spit Christopher with Roach, and Nick hit you in your throat and split your nose and lips you know it's Chris crispy w/ the Polo fit, ugh.. [freestyle]
4.	Strong 02:38		buy track
5.	Sit Brutus 01:21	lyrics	buy track
Sit Brutus! Odinist Buddha so don't misconstrue it cause the kid come through a bit young with a king's lungs and twist tongues like my chick french kiss blunts i missed lunch, hungry. You're gettin' nothin' from me but a mad soft dap and then some bad sarcasm, your dad's lawn shat on, my rad bar patterns paint straight lines right over you rap fraud faggots. I'm that raw, bag it. you slack jaws back up, a thousand hands clasped in prayer just couldn't match up to two pairs working, aware of all the serpents in the sewer where i'm lurking all the air is dirty. I'll be here until my hair is curly, surely. Throwing flowers you could take to girly sleeping late, waking early cheat the fate, hate the world and be an atheist. I'll be patient with your faithlessness Sit Brutus. I've been on my Raoul Duke shit just foolish Student in his own medusa, clues are few and far, to the stars. Consider this the coup de grâce.
6.	Atlas Shrugged 02:21	lyrics	buy track
.. and that's when Atlas shrugged acid flashbacks, the abstracted one is back, cracking racks of Bud the backpack, i packed it up. Racking something, and slacking none. Collapse the average lung, before i'm done i'll claim a thousand rappers tongues. Slinging arrows at ya dun, I'm Kerouac beside the Merrimack writing on the road or tryna balance by the narrow tracks. I got schematics for a glass castle. Left half of your staff baffled, I've broken my rap shackles got throws in the back alley, a smoke and a black scally elope with the Black Dahlia, i'm going back to Cali.. I spit that, Bodhisattva shit. back to throw a proper fit met the old shaman and i mastered polar opposites climbed the highest mountain and meditated on top of it now i head to metropolis, colleges and the tropics Philosophical topics and politics in my pocket I'm doing the collar popping, hungry dog in the apartment I'm in the marshland dolo thinking up stanzas, i wrestle twelve-point bucks by there fucking antlers I'm never underhanded, never one to pander catch a drum and ran a fucking quarter mile through the sun and sand.. at Hampton beach, shrimp scampy, damn we can't be beat. I know the phantom lampin', keep a small camp with me..
7.	Lollapalooza 02:33	lyrics	buy track
It was quiet i was chillin i was right outside my building with no lighter for that cigarette. I was feeling less and sinking man i really wasn't thinking, hadn't even hit the liquor yet. " .. and i never thought it'd be this way, i never thought i'd see the day i'd never be a kid again.. Gemini enters intending to take adventures Reminiscing thinking back cause like Matik he was my mentor. Taught me not to get caught but still, no matter where you end up you could bounce back on 'em perhaps stronger took the mask off and grabbed onto the bottle of black lager since all of you lack honesty, integrity or honor you could bet your bottom dollar I'm getting' my daps proper from swapping your lass.. Making off with the dash, I don't recall any raps you don't break me off with some cash, sucka. This bad bluffer cracking lobster at the last supper half a rack of bud-weiser draught fuck it have another just for Jacob, that's my brother, they had taken Matt in cuffs back in June so that was rougher when he passed that summer, what the fuck, fuck a buffer, bombing everything in sight i keep it calm avoiding drama that they bring cause like I'd rather chill, work a job and gather bills take a couple classes as i'm scheming on this dream I'm chasing after still I'll feed the fan while pushing daffodils, i have ta' the parents thinking my ass is a pot-puffing disaster when actually i'm the catalyst not fucking the math up hot lungs and a stash. it's Burts Reynolds in your trunk you worshipping dirt vendors, perk benders every month shirt never-ever tucked, verse genuinely sucked just a piston in the engine of degenerative funk..
8.	The Hammond Pt.2 01:42	lyrics	buy track
lyrics to be performed live only.. Two blues eyes on a pup, do or die for the love, sun shower in the sky looking up. and the sidewalk'll dry soon enough so i'm walking with a stride through puddles. watching over time who crumbles, the mind's so subtle i see a shine from the Nubble Light, we arrived on a summer night gemini, i live a double life. got the fire in my stomach higher than the summit, feel alive when i plummet and this is all i covet, on a cliff with a spliff and a six we could split eyes, fixed to the lit, skies. drifting a bit, took a hit to the ribs, don't cry Christopher lives.