the power’s in my hand
they forgot that I’m the man
ain’t gone let nobody kill me
imma do it cuz I can, nigga
I been chasing my deathday
The cause of the commotion this orwellian breastplate
i wish she’d see the ocean while I’m drowning and press play
No loving for the hoping and the praying for blessed days
No less in my stressed days
the solitude could fester, repeat the process
I been blind for one semester lets keep it honest
And I promise that I been hooked on phonix, I don’t misuse no commas
u best reduce ya comments
cuz no more paying homage to them fake feeble mind fucks
dealing their heaven-base-feeding lies, redux
no rush to the rust, I been stuck in a rut
never giving no fucks, in my levis and chucks
recreating the lynch mob, we running amok
you placating the rich moms, we living on crusts
smoking dust till im choking and my thoughhts is dispersed
chicken clucks and I’m hoping they gon cop me a hearse
the power’s in my hand
they forgot that I’m the man
ain’t gone let nobody kill me
imma do it cuz I can, nigga
Produced on the MPC1000, “Nosthaigia” documents time spent in Thailand via regional music. Available here in an exclusive color vinyl. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024