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Bagelwich
00:49
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Bacon, egg, and cheese on a everything
Salt, pepper, hot sauce, please
And sun-dried tomato cream cheese on a jalapeño bagel
Toasted like the notre dame, damn
Lemme get a small coffee
Milk and sugar, but not too sweet
Oo, wait
And lemme get one of those cinnamon sugar shits, too
Yeah, that’s it
Thank you
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2. |
Candy
02:53
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[Verse]
Sounds so sweet, you’d think they got candy in they ears
On the town again, my dear
Going up and down, is this a good idea?
Is this a good idea?
This ain’t a good idea
A little here and there, but a lot there and here
It’s hot up in here, like nelly said
64 degrees, slidin’ in our element
I could take you to a little place that I never went
Where every moment’s so, so heaven sent
(No hell, no, no, no)
[Bridge]
What am I doing?
So fresh to the drip, look like I’m covered in cool whip
And bodily fluids
I’m not with the hetero shit unless your boo is
You drown me in the greens, look like a ******* druid
Tuck me under your sheets and I’m useless
Put me under your sheets and I’m useless
[Verse 2]
Sounds so sweet, they got some guava candy in they ears
Damn, that sugar makes it hard to hear
They’ve been clogged up for eighteen years
“That dainty queer needs some earplugs
So they don’t break their ears,”
That’s shit I hate to hear
No fear, when I break the mirror
In pieces, I feel like Queen Lear
The piece is so period, but the sentence ends here
The rent is so high, like 1999
Let’s tango high, till the suns done rising
Till your bag’s dry, tears all out my—
Tears all out my eyes, tease out all my lies
And you leave, ‘cause I’m not that sly
Bye bye
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3. |
PSS-50
00:24
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its instrumental haha
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4. |
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[Hook]
Usually on DND, messages entering entropy
You could just DM me for NB d, it’s nbd
Well I could use empathy
So if I turn my ringer on, would you still be textin’ me?
[Post-Hook]
Would you be next to me if I call?
Would you be my pilot jones when I’m ice cold?
Been feeling like a pile of bones when the night comes
When the night comes, let it come
[Verse]
Cause I can sing myself to sleep if I have to
But you’re lookin like Sableye with those damn jewels
I swear you could steal my soul if I owned up
And cut it with these half truths
[Hook]
Usually on DND, messages entering entropy
You could just DM me for NB d, it’s nbd
Well I could use empathy
So if I turn my ringer on, would you still be textin’ me?
[Post-Hook]
Would you be next to me if I call?
Would you be my pilot jones when I’m ice cold?
Been feeling like a pile of bones when the night comes
When the night comes, let it come
[Bridge]
Do not disturb me
I’m an adult hardly
I could use a carseat
Learning not to say sorr—
Probably eatin’ dinner by my lonesome with some parsley
Beat switch kinda jarring (sorr— shit)
Career shit going Northeast, going arctic
Little sibling in the garden
Calling all of my dogs out, barkin
Hark, hark, let the angels sing
Baritone, got the range, sibling
Baritone, got the range, sibling
I don’t know what a damn thing is
If I’m saying something, it’s nonsense
Yeah, I’m type Wingdings
Type Chingling, let the bells ring in
[Verse 2: Amaaj]
Grey area, wanna see ya
I don’t know what for
One minute pining, the other minute I’m up at your door
I have no apology left in me
I am simply being, sleeping, coping
Hoping the morning gets me up and out my bag
Lately I’m a drag
Wrapped in this self-sufficient narrative
But what is a narrative with no characters?
I am learning, I know
Been trying to grow, but when it will it show?
Think I’m addicted, tryna hit this trick switch
(Keeping it under, holding it like it’s thunder)
Oh, I am keeping my eyes straight forward, still unsure
(Keeping my eyes straight forward, still unsure)
Keeping it under, holding it like it’s thunder
(Think I’m addicted, tryna to hit this trick switch)
Oh, I am holding it down
‘Cause I am a queen waiting on her crown
[Hook]
Usually on DND, messages entering entropy
You could just DM me for NB d, it’s nbd
Well I could use empathy
So if I turn my ringer on, would you still be textin’ me?
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5. |
Stamina
02:51
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[Intro]
Feelings stuck on the first frame
Fucked four weeks ‘fore any first date
Since 2014, I been thirsty
Since 2000, I been running around
Like pit bulls up in the pound
My stamina running out
[Refrain 1]
Let the world see what it sees
Let the world be what it is
[Refrain 2]
Mania, Imma ride it ‘till I crash
Radio on, got my feet up on the dashboard
Empty out my Jansport, like
“Is this everything you ever asked for?”
(Everything, everything)
[Verse 1]
Stamina, stamina, stamina, stamina
Pressure is cooking up, turn your barometers on
Vanity, vanity, hand me my camera
Stay steady stammerin’ on
Been feelin like this shit’s just all for the cinema
I’m in pieces and pieces, it feels like a chimera
Piecing my peaces together in the mirror
Like Narcissus up in this bitch, shit getting clearer, I—
[Refrain 1]
Let the world see what it sees
Let the world be what it is
[Verse 2]
Need to relax, water my plants, chill with my cat
Moving to Canada, ring me a cab, put it on my tab
Butter my brioche, cheddar in the middle
Throw it in a cast iron pan
Blunts take a T-O, no nicotine for a minute
Got my lungs sayin’, “Thank you Ma’am!”
[Bridge, x4]
No, no no no, what are you doin’?
You’re so sad, sib, who do you think you’re foolin’?
Sewn lips, eyes wide open, Stanley Kubrick
So what?
[Outro]
Everything, everything
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6. |
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[Intro]
Love never really ends
It often divides, but we can remember the dividends
Love never really ends
It’s a hell of a ride, like 20,000 feet until we land
Hell of a ride, just you and I
Maybe we could die in here
Up in the air
Play with my hair, and you take me there
You take me there
[Verse 1]
I been feeling like myself lately
Fittin’ in my size 12s lately
Caterpillar in microfiber blanket, tryna butterfly
Michael phelps, baby
Tryna mummify, Tutankhamen karma
Need to buckle up and read the Dhammapada
Need to eat something other than ramen
Honest to the unlimited, on my mama’s mama
So I’m planting peppermint and pep talks
Gonna get it good and get gone
I don’t know which one of me I wanna be
So imma manifest the best one
Planting peppermint and pep talks
Gonna get it good and get gone
[Bridge]
Steady eating phish food, big thude
Still they on they tip toes, big mood
Singing out they lymph nodes
Running outta carelessness to exude (I care!)
If this is who I’m turning into, keep your distance
We don’t turn in twos
One and the same, but I am not you
[Verse 2]
6’1”, but I ain’t grown
Still smoke out the window when mama ain’t home
Back in 2015, I would pack a bowl
Took a L a two, the taking took its toll on me
Your attitude ain’t admirable, it’s old-timey
I don’t need that bull
It don’t matter if you’re mad at every matador, if still your cup is full
So I’m downin’ positivity like Pepto
Livin’ it up in this life and next one
Boxin’ up my future, issa bento
Gettin’ ain’t as good when you get old
So I might never get old
Be benevolence; don’t fold for me or any head
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
[Hook 1: Teslyne Junior & Vera Much)
Learn the right time to be selfish
When you get you some bats in your belfry
You’ll be healthy, yeah
Sibling, you’ll be healthy
Learn the right time to be selfish
When you get you some bats in your belfry
You’ll be healthy, yeah
Sibling, you’ll be healthy
[Hook 2]
Still creating myself
Imma create, create, create ‘till I’m creating it all by myself
Stay creating myself
Imma create, what I create, that’s no one’s beeswax but myself’s
[Hook 3: Teslyne Junior]
Stay creating myself, create
Stay creating yourself, don’t wait
Stay creating myself, create
Stay creating yourself, don’t wait
[Outro]
Lil’ southeast of the evergreens
Take a left at Newman in your rental jeep
Do you think anything’s meant to be?
‘Cause I think you’re cute, if you think of me, do you think of me?
Um, do you think of me?
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[Intro]
You're a gold getting go-getter
Go get your—
[Hook]
You’re a gold-getting go-getter
Go get your fly swatter, fool
You got flows, you’d think Moses part your water too
If you fold, lose your phone, that’s just your water moon
Take it slow, sib, you owe it to you, take it easy
Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it slow
Take it easy, take it easy, take it slow, but take it
Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it slow
Take it easy, take it easy, take it slow, but take it
[Verse 1]
You’re a gold-getting go-getter
Go get your fly swatter
GOLF all on your sweater, green like “You know better!”
Gals all on your bed, but guys all in your head
The goat every trimester (I mean, not really though)
Forgive you if you cry, mister, or miss
Got five blisters, you pissed
Bloody ankles in your new Tims got you shakin’ like T–(redacted)
Knees quaking, not accustomed to the vacancy there is
Got you praying to You Is, or rather I Am
Knots imported from Siam
Tryna take you to Tie-land
(Remember that one time in your Ford?)
No, no, now, you’re lying
Drive Toyota, no Priuses
(I mean, Priuses— fuck!)
You probably got biases
Your world, your archdiocese
But plebes’ll stay trying thee, eyeing thee
[Pre-hook]
You could use a pep talk now & then
You could use a pep talk now & then
You could use a pep talk now & then
Strictly speakin’ in the second person
[Hook]
You’re a gold-getting go-getter
Go get your fly swatter, fool
You got flows, you’d think Moses part your water too
If you fold, lose your phone, that’s just your water moon
Take it slow, sib, you owe it to you, take it easy
Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it slow
Take it easy, take it easy, take it slow, but take it
Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it slow
Take it easy, take it easy, take it slow, but take it
[Verse 2: Ric Wilson]
Take it easy, Ric, take it slow
My mind racin’ and ignorin’ where they tell me to go
Lil tabasco, I been spicy with the ego since a rascal
Tryna crack the capsule, been a hassle since the tassel
But I’m asking Mr. Battle-In-My-Mental
Being gentle, ‘cause the body is a rental of the soul
Got my goals locked, like the twisties in my fro
Flirting with the highs, I don’t conversate with lows
Mr. Soul Bounce, tell us where your head is
‘Cause your mind is like a palace, and your heart is like an atlas
So come and look closer, and see where you had me fucked up
Hate us or love us, but you could never touch us, woah
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8. |
Better (feat. JUNIOR!)
02:51
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[Intro]
Learnin’ the stranger’s Kama Sutra on pool tables
Before I lost my battery, that oil was banana flavored
Sleeping next to the greenhouse
My daddy told, he knows we’re smoking up the basement
[Pre-hook]
The TV’s off the wall
But you packed your Vans and your jean jacket and your…
Um, the WiFi’s kinda weak down here
We could spend a week down here
[Hook]
It’s colder in this room than it was last Easter
It’s colder in this room, knowing you could be here
It’s colder in this room than it was last Easter
There’s something special here
[Post-hook]
I rip open my comforter, let the feathers fall down
Just let ‘em fall down
I just let ‘em fall, now
[Verse: junior]
Back then, like JT, we were NSYNC
Your tinted cheeks and my Chuck T’s, same color pink
La canción, my soul goes right to the brink
A minute’s long, until it’s gone, it makes you think
I was much better ’til I got in bed put my head on my pillow
Picture your smile and your scent
And the time that we spent bumping Still Woozy
Though I could cope
Put on my coat, and smoke a billow
But I’m still alone
Nobody but my mommy will fucking call me
Got nobody, except my doggy and dirty laundry
(That’s fucked up)
[Outro]
But my skin is lookin’ better
My mornings are lookin’ better
All my friends looked damn good before, but my friends are lookin’ better
My split ends are lookin’ better
My husband is lookin’ better
You lookin’ better
I’m lookin’ better
We lookin’ better and feelin’ better
I said my skin is lookin’ better
My mornings are lookin’ better
All my friends looked damn good before, but my friends are lookin’ better
My split ends are lookin’ better
My husband is lookin’ better
You lookin’ better
I’m lookin’ better
We lookin’ better and feelin’ better
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[Intro]
Am who I am, but I am, what I am
Am what I am, but I am, but I uh
Am who the am, who I am, and I uh
Yeah
Yeah, yup
[Verse 1]
Coulda been an actor, if my dad was famous
Coulda been a Mathlete, if I had braces
Mind always racin’
(Coulda shoulda woulda, coulda shoulda woulda
Coulda shoulda woulda, coulda shoulda)
Coulda been a rockstar, if I had a mop top
Coulda been a dropout, but I ain’t dropped out yet
Coulda been a virtuoso, if I had a minute to practice
(Practice makes perfect)
Coulda been a sugar daddy if I had the funds to be sugar daddy
Or the gender to be a sugar daddy
But sadly, I don’t
(I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't)
[Hook]
But I am who I am, boy, I am who I am
Girl, I am who I am, said I am who I am
Boy, I am who I am, girl, I am who I am
Said I am who I am
Yes, I am who I am, boy, I am who I am
Girl, I am who I am, said I am who I am
Boy, I am who I am, girl, I am who I am
Said I am who I am
[Verse 2]
Coulda been a model, I mean, I’m 6’1”
Coulda been like Forrest Gump, but I suck at ping pong
Coulda been like Forrest Gump, if I went to Livestrong
Don’t wanna be Forrest Gump, that’s why I don’t fucking run
It’s nine to fucking one one
It’s fine to have some fun
My sign is in the sun
Virgo in a faux fur coat
In a go-kart going where go-karts go
Where do go karts go?
Coulda been a Libra, but a preemie was impatient
So I rise and gotta face it
[Hook]
That I am who I am, boy, I am who I am
Girl, I am who I am, said I am who I am
Boy, I am who I am, girl, I am who I am
Said I am who I am
Yes, I am who I am, boy, I am who I am
Girl, I am who I am, said I am who I am
Boy, I am who I am, girl, I am who I am
Said I am who I am
[Bridge: kambaba jasper]
Ahhhhhhh
I, I am
Oooooooooo
I, I am
Woahhhhh, ooo
Doo doo doo doo dooo, doo doooo
Ooooooo
[Outro]
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am
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[Hook]
I’m just tryna keep my skin clear
And steer clear of nights like the last one
Wish I could take it back someway
Now I’m just tryna keep it real, dear
I’m real scared of my thoughts and my passions
‘Cause Hell is a place on earth
[Post-hook]
(Nowhere to go, nowhere to go, nowhere to go, but down down down)
Hell in a place on earth
(Ain’t nothing to show me, nothing you owed me, when we was homies, but it’s now, now)
Heaven’s for the bees and birds
(There’s no one I know, no one I know, no one like you, this time around)
Just hold onto whatever you’re worth
(There’s nothing I know, there’s nothing I know
There’s nowhere to go, there’s nowhere to go)
‘Cause hell is a place on earth
[Verse]
Playing chess with ex in my dreams
I lost my buddha necklace with some stupid stresses down the stream
I need some lessons I can read
Blessings on blessings on blessings all on me
Like when’ll the anvil fall on me?
Like when my time has come, I Am has come
I’ll pray for my release
“The day is done,” I’ll say
“the sun can pray for me now, please;
The emptiness’ll be our fig preserve
The moons can be our cheese
And at heaven’s gate they’ll ask us if we’ve finished all the brie.”
Well, I am finished, thankfully!
[Hook]
Now, I’m just tryna keep my skin clear
And steer clear of nights like the last one
Wish I could take it back someway
Now, I’m just tryna keep it real, dear
I’m real scared of my thoughts and my passions
‘Cause Hell is a place on earth
[Post-hook]
(Nowhere to go, nowhere to go, nowhere to go, but down, down, down)
Hell in a place on earth
(Ain’t nothing to show me, nothing you owed me, when we was homies, but it’s now, now)
Heaven’s for the bees and birds
(There’s no one I know, no one I know, no one like you, this time around)
Just hold onto whatever you’re worth
(There’s nothing I know, there’s nothing I know
There’s nowhere to go, there’s nowhere to go)
‘Cause hell is a place on earth
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vera much New Jersey
vera is an artist from north new jersey currently based in brooklyn.
noise pop meets indie meets rock meets my worst autistic meltdown ever meets lesbian joy
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