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by Emcee Fuel

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1.
No More Tears! 01:47
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2.
Unnatural 01:53
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3.
The Lost and Lonesome 03:35
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4.
Stuntin' (feat. Knocka) 04:13
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I am the master, the maestro, I keep my composure Im blasting this hydro, no sneakers like a poser im roasting this toaster complacent for no one one the slopes is my coaster, find space in my colon i call on my old men yall acting like some old men oh man i said that im snapping like a wood bat smack smakc hooty hoot i came back im on to you now you know the name cant stain the the game cant get me out with no oxyclean knocka ayo knocka knocka knocka this dude always do this back now wait who remember me of course you do i write my songs, produce em too im at the top above you know who i am but who is you take a look but i see right through pathetic uh i take a smoke of the blunt before i fall underground god told me i am the one you cant deny my sound cuz its the truth i see destroy the cruel in the me there is no chain i cant link i switch it up like im sheik take a toke of this amish i stick to my promise im spitting more than some llamas the ladies love em some thomas slanging bars like a dealer prescribe some happiness healer come stay a week at my villa and eat some snacks by the pillars fly out i get there there's fucking plastic everywhere my shit is almost underwater days are gettin hotter hotter blotter blotter save me want to see my savings my ira investments my kids grow up wont be seeing none of that if you cant even show up to the future its putrid my brain bout to blow up hanging on to this ride throwing my anxiety to the side im stunting oo im stunting going down winding stairs with a stiletto I give a call to the pelican near the reeds of tobacco always throwing a hand in the air im recycling hollow nightmares from a Mexican's killfeed I'm a sound specimen speaking with stacatto I look down before Magellan's feet disappear into shallow, grimy, quicksand Melon red delicatessen freed in the heat My motto is I cook by the book I read aloud with bravado I def jam like flocko it's the method man guessing with an intrepid plan I might get a taco A Sweat bead slips from my decrepit backhand Jesting from the crypt sweating from the brow I swear I bleed during trips to la la Land on the tram inbetween the crowds fighting in hindsight stressing on a repeat To where I'm headed I scram from sleet and snow mounds Dreaded Release of sweet bright lightning The lights decrease when I'm ripping out your crowns stuck in a jam With borrowed gunshot rounds evil seed on a flight like Picasso's I'm sick of frightening clowns indebted to get beat bloody in Morocco for a right to yearn and feed on contraband in the clouds on a rainy night I earn clout cause I need A hand up north and a hand out from the south Explicative I dont care to learn or plead Sedative lost down under the piping by my right hand man due to relative greed and instance Be Attentive siphon the light Just wonder by chance if youll get an answer Damn onsight the man salivated at the delight of doing an ego dance after clearing his cancer While being a contrite Freeman of an old breed I tried my luck in crime, trance and polite manner At the manor Watching C-SPAN while my slight rhymes spanned the transient sea and sands of time like heman on cloned dvds sent far and wide
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Simple Joys 02:34
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6.
Whistlin' To My Grave (feat. Anti-Winter) 02:46
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I'm a slave until I reach my grave Just came from running the beach near the waves Looking like I need a close shave Rapping under the lighthouse beacon Might as well call the Mohicans and the braves put em on the lathe like a slingblade Strapped with aim and ak's Which princesses we need to save from being scalped in the stands Convex and concave Money and lands changing hands how grand A complex path I paved scavenging Funny how the transaction got me haggling Just another pencil to a page scribbling and scrabbling I never gave in like a loser with a javelin We Take all the riches then she take off her britches Right there for me in the dragon's cave Fucked till we broke the trapdoor hinges She pull up to the rave blowing kisses and such I say Let's Bathe in some bathing ape and make some wishes I love you more but not by too much Don't be blowing rape whistles Why you thinking I been keeping myself in such a fit shape like bustling bristles Rustling from the Thistles I'm a slave until I reach my grave and become gristle Crime paid everytime they did a raid Just came from running the beach near the waves I'm too stipple, I need a close shave After Rapping under the lighthouse beacon Might as well call the Mohicans, the braves, and Don rickles cutting sugar cane in the rain with a sickle I'm geeking, Im too fickle I'm seeing visions from my past with Isaac creech Hush hush and hear the dynamite blast before the train wheels screech I want to listen to the New world from the top of the ship's mast Creaking like a rusted bicycle Goldrush Imagine with a paintbrush A quaint house in the middle of a bowl of dust Impeached over tolls and lust Beseeched for goals left untouched
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Tidal Forces, Pt. 1 01:13
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The Shallows 02:35
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Rollin' Down The Deltas 03:24
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10.
New Heights 01:59
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Rearranging everything in my mind yeah you know I got to a new height I was changing my life yea I had to do it with the strife yeah yeah I was super cold in the atmosphere of the sky To the ground I said goodbye Yeah In the wake of the cosmos I'll lie I'll lie I'll lie I'll be here till I'm old and die Rearranging everything in my mind yeah you know I got to a new height I was changing my life yea I had to do it with the strife yeah yeah
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Rainy Days, Come Around 02:26
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released June 22, 2020

John Christian Belfi- Electronic Musician and Lyricist
Coley Lippard- Drummer/Musician
Thomas- Beat-making Musician and Lyricist

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