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Beautiful Loser

by Elstein

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1.
freeze in the cold feel the wind cut through your coat to the bone you wait for the bus boston is heartless they dont show ya love they dont give a fuck don't let you be might get it for cheap, and that's different from free she won't stick around spendin the night, but she don't hold you down, fam she ain that type yeah I need a change, and lord I dont know how sleeping til five, choppin lines i blow clouds like i'm stuck in the sound 50,000 souls and i'm stuck in the crowd they all move away move away change up their style, maybe change they face memories can fade all these glass buildings, lose ya sense of place, throw it away chase a wave roll a fat spliff played her part well, actress didn't mean much, practice just a small flame, matches angel from the coast used to sharp threads but he looking a ghost nickles on the dime yeah look at how they shine i started out on burgundy but soon hit the harder stuff everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough but the joke was on me there was nobody even there to bluff i'm going back to chicago i think i've had enough allston my old place new vans stone gray knock on her door like the dope mnn, give her the horse , trojan damn, , no pork go ham no fork go yam, new york? no fam this my chicago flow, and marijuana smoke like that bateau ivre, that's that drunken boat like I burned out I was a genius , turned out all out my birds fly south yeah, step in the light boston born and raised but, I aint with that life everything flosston, did it black and white wait til the night
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Bad Habits 04:33
Slouchin toward babylon see through the veil Slouchin toward babylon see through the veil they torn down the temple scattered my people stolen our books under their banners of eagles spreading the gospel of lies their leaders speak evil and prosper lately they walk down our streets with their colors know that we wont treat them hostile I feel like my people are scared of their power sometimes a fist is better than talkin sometimes a fight is your best option better win or wind like up qadaffi told em dont talk to me you aint my boss in all your world there's nothing I want ain't taking your calls ain't part of your cause hundreds of thousands have died on a cros s hundreds of thousands have talked to allah aint takin your calls aint part of your cause In the furnace youre made he aint your friend if he cant relate struggle but dont want to see you escape that aint a friend that's a fake negative vibes from looks on their face tellin you lies and can't look in your face i'm cuttin em of f you stuck in a maze when I was on stage and they loved me I heard you was wishing I flopped I know all the reasons you bitter with envy cause I can be something you're not I know all your plots i'm closing the door and i'm checking the locks i'm takin the loss, crossin it off these kids would kill their own dogs damn, an all that's a shame these doctors dont know what's wrong with your brain maybe your moms, maybe cocaine maybe you mad because you missed your plane and nothing will change, you stuck in your lane you stuck in your place like they frozen the frame you should be honest for once in your life but I know that aint in your veins dive in my time machine talkin to seraphim part of its tragedy part of its mandolin life as a burn out put all the work out call that a work out told me dont worry promise it works out i'm getting older can't find no work now back in the days I didnt mind cause who could say that I didnt grind pocket a crumbs to pocket a ones thought I was tough cause I bought some chucks when I was young the world was open every day passes the world is closing how can you hate me you dont even know me cause of my look or the way I been chosen stay wavy like oceans, drinkin that yuengling stay in the lab with the shure sm7 everything real like films in my memory just like the seventies feelin the pressure the wicked can rise but I stay on the level an I seen her dance bathed in the moonlight, I seen her dance
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Snakeeyes 05:34
stepped on, breathless liiiife my necklace get it i dunno who said it you can get it if you really want it forget it im taking pictures sent a message when i seen you nude undressin i aint rich i aint stressing too young for hell too fly for heaven on a lost highway country blues feel like i was born to lose im on thirties loud and brew nothing new nothing new took a chance on lucky seven snakeyes look my way all i want is you in my bed and another gram to waste august chicago too hot boston fulla cops kids claim what they not i break hearts i drop tops no case i dont talk they listen they watch i dropped out no box my time no clock gettin it off the clock an all get it ilke the 80s ls stay waved, medical, blazin maybe the devil takin him but i get what i want 29 missed calls today cause i got what they want man my life so real no ice no jewels write like no listen no contract no jewels took a chance on lucky seven snakeyes look my way all i want is you in my bed and another gram to waste took a chance on lucky seven snakeeyes look back all i want is you in my bed and another hit of hash will it its no dream leanin from codeine hittin me in the dopamine stay free, hold keys thru gates of horn and ivory dreams cone i seen it all before, rerun shes ya lover now let her wear your coat don complain to me when she leave you old and broke you want the rush, take a lethal dose two years on the waterfall, then its all you wrote the flag is still the wind is calm then helicopters napalm bombs they burn like tigers with chrome like tires smoke an fire what my life is
4.
New Shoes 04:08
church bell rings an the junkie sings an everything is painless im on that green and im on the lean i can taste the colors smokin that purp and that tangerine everything uncovered an tonight i got everything i need i got tru religions levi jeans wit the crease, wit the crease yeah i got the new shoes new vans on my feet on my feet got a text from mona her folks away and she tryna fade she i know got that good good she tryna ride my wave yeah i got them new shoes x 8 i feel just like achilles walk wit a bop and i cantbe touched i know my town gon feel this when they poin up and they light a dutch an i just cashed my paycheck an is under three fuck it thats enough just need sum to play with jukebox on, play that careless love you dudes need a uhaul pack it up start moving out you drunk as hell, picking fights and that aint the vibe this aint the crowd we just tryna chill fam been a long week on the grind n all an ion fuckwit pills fam my pain relied no tylenol and I don't care about the tab let em know this rounds on me got my vans on with my pack mo wavy then an ocean monday morning gotta work a shift yeah i got them new shoes all my people gotta work to live yeah i got them new shoes times is hard but i bought some clarks yeah i got them new shoes nothing ever hurt til you stole my heart yeah i got them new shoes off the map way off the the charts yeah i got the new shos an no luck wit love an no luck wit cards yeah i got them new shoes catch me shining on the boulevard yeah i got them new shoes blunted wit the brown bags in the park yeah i got them new shoes
5.
Rome 04:18
tried to catch a glimpse past the cloud, saw wheels on fire, angel eyes saw the ships come in, the soldiers too, and the st george cross planted on the moon and they shaved her head and tore her clothes and after that she never spoke first they killed the men, th en the rest they sold, salt the ground, burn our bones out the walls with carts of gold, women in chains, stole our scrolls no this land is not my home, i know this land is not my home gotta write it down, i might forget, wake up dazed, back in my bed think im free and im one of them i might forget its just pretend you beat me down unto the ground how the fuck ima be your friend you bastards livin off borrowed time, dont look to mine for time to lend your empires two thousand years, blood and tears and still will end always bet on the hand of gd when he raise us up against wicked men an my cousin died , fifteen young but he gave his life to drive you out an if i go at least i know my lifes about the perfect sound and god will judge, i hope forgive, when he sees my heart my own crimes the sons of light in dark times, with frozen eyes for hard times you call yourself a man of peace behind the mask a man of lies you call yourself the son of slaves but we all know thats not your life you tell the crowd you brought them bread we all know you dont share your wine in the public eye youre a family man but we all know thats not your wife life is short, life of crime, woke up in a ditch, tried to climb all i know is fives and dime, nine to fives, grind to grind an ariel sharon is gone, gone a long time, gone forgood when the rockets reach your house you hit them back, course I would no human shield shoot to kill, and you would too, thats too real an i I aint a martyr for em in a lion pit or broken on a wheel im a puppet on a string, but its all good, i see the strings an if her stock yehudit the only way she see a ring treatin people cynical, no sinner tho, a prophet hahh people over profits haaa, but some men live above the law think that they could run from gd justice blind and judge us all every soul, great and small tzaddikim ans sons of dogs rich and poor, real and fraud, all men hear the siren call specially when whites involved, or alcohol yeah, the flag is still, the wind is calm the heart of man is restless, cause he knows hes alone crusaders bearimg weapons, the bloody star and crescent an me im on that medicine, that indica, that smoke
6.
early morning static channel pretty pictures in my camera i been trippin i been faded pick your number yelllow pages when i'm down i been down don't matter everything is plastic when i'm trippin i been trippin tryna capture life in the lens Early morning smoking up put it down, pen and pad this gotta change they all asleep that's tryptophan ls, you trippin man chased a wave just a crutch fallin down a flight of stairs couldn't see tried to touch an life's a struggle every day's a price gouge every city turnin all the lights out an belts tighten up, hunger games and they watchin us nsa, watchin us, plus hussein he been watchin us i been on the bus, i dont drive only gd a mine is, adonai no messiah in my time still survivin, blazin dimes stay alive, stay an rise , eyes wide open scopin an I bought an o, a subway token lurk on the low, an they barely know ladies man but I stay alone I didnt mean to lead you on but you'll still pick up when i call you tho im lightin up, smokin out foggy night im waved off good weed, good lean leffe blonde and 8 shots when i'm down i been down don't matter everything is plastic when i'm trippin i been trippin tryna capture life in the lens up in allston up on broad street what you want girl just call me things have changed but still the same promise that i'll never be your friend perfect day, lou reed just let me know what you need fuck if they judge how you eat what you seen been true lonesome highway, steel guitar angel eyes, crashing cars east texas, pa hard bangin screw, sippin bar up on a flight like a satellite by the candle light what the phantom write washington heights and i packed the pipe i'm a pretty boy but no fashion type walk wit a bop and a fancy watch chop on the block wit a dancer broad flow so sick cancer out flow so sick passing out ask about that els kid, he sells shit, peddle it paperwork, settlement, dropped a rack, decadence evidence get confiscated, wasting ink, always faded what you want, pay to play, hallway plays dropped a text and i'm on the way, an like vinyl she wanna play fuck around wit that white girl, palin, john mccain outsiders, artist types, comic books, dark nights i look good, thats art right, all we are is sparks right
7.
pawns to the right players to the left hole inside my heart missing from my chest I know where you are only wish the best I know what we are wish I could forget wish I could protect myself I could see the angles try to keep my hands clean but i'm not an angel pop another pain pill let my records play tho baby, i know you're gone you treat me wrong but i still want you baby, you took my heart you tore it out you play with cards baby, i'm not your pawn i don't belong here not without you baby, i heard them talk they talk a lot they talk about you send you all the drake lines write I missed ya eyes both know what it really meant easy to deny easier to lie and say there's someone else easy to forget me an put me on the shelf never make it dolo find a find to deal lookin back I dont know if anything was real playin wit the tarot an I get the wheel no surprise you showed up devil in her heels
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they move out the slum n immigrants change hold on to your culture dont change your name but station to station every place in the nations where my people been chased keep the taste of the pavement souls may be born pure it's the world thats tainted and i'm getting wasted and i'm getting wasted 
 and i'm just tryna smoke a bit bag a chick and strok
e yeah i know the flood approach but we can get a boat 
thick thighs, full lips, i could be ya man 
i been on that greyhound , bolt bus peter pan
 i been off the planet girl you dont understand
 i know there's somewhereelse where we can work the land 
i been off the planet girl i seen past the veil
 this is just a bluescreen, it aint even real l

they thrown a parade that day I wasn't in the crowd 
i didn't feel what they felt, under the golden bough 
lights of a ufo crimson against the cloud 
i see them shining still, shining like chinatown 

you'd be king for the day man, wearin that ivy crown reign when the wheat grows, and maybe beyond the fall
 but somebody pay the price and somebody weigh the dice 
justice is blind just a line in the book of life 
all the judges crooked
 justice is so hard to find 
they changed it all like brooklyn
 rich get, riches, we get, scraps I know the systems riggged and I dont chase the cash 
i don't even want that
 amalek live in in a fancy crib, burn it up like a loud pack
 they dont een know me 
i'm about to jump off and they been gettin cold feet, i been getting no sleep
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Retro VHS 04:50
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released July 16, 2014

production by Baby Gojira
Additional vocals by Johnny Angel
Mixing and mastering by Duncan Johnson

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