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(SLUG) PUT IT UNDER THE NEEDLE AND DROP IT ON THE ONE BOY YOUR MAMA SAY THAT I BE RAPPIN’ IN MY DAD VOICE DEFENSE MECH TO PROTECT ME FROM THE FUCK TOYS JOYSTICK SEE ME SWERVE THROUGH THESE ASTROIDS LIFE IS GOOD VG+ BUT YO I STILL GOT THAT HUNGER TO HOLD THE BOX CUTTER LET ME CARVE MY NAME IN YOUR SECURITY BLANKET I’M SLEEPIN’ ON THE TRAIN ON A SWEAT STAINED MATTRESS I’M NOT EXPECTIN’ COMPANY HIT THE FLOOR IF DEATH COMES FOR ME SOMEBODY GOTTA GET THE DOOR YOU MIGHT CHOKE ON A SUCKER FROM THE LIQUOR STORE WE MIGHT GET SO HIGH WE DON’T EXIST NO MORE I’M LIKE SMOKE I’M SUPPOSED TO RISE THAT’S WHY YOU BLOW BOTH OF US TOWARDS THE SKY SO CLOSE THE BLINDS AND LEND ME YOUR TIME ALL OF YOUR ENEMIES WILL EVENTUALLY DIE
(GIFTED GAB) PEN GAME METHANE SLUG SAID TO GAS THE SHIT SPIT FLAME JUST TO KEEP THE MATCHES LIT THEY SAY I’M HALF INSANE THE OTHER HALF IMMACULATE COULD YOU IMAGINE IT WHATEVER I DON’T LIKE TO SHOOT CAUSE I’M JUST WAY TOO ACCURATE WHEN THEY BE AT YOU THEY DON’T NEVER @ YOU THAT’S THE WACKEST SHIT AND AIN’T TOO MANY BITCHES THAT COULD HANG OR EVEN MATCH MY WITS I MEAN I’VE HAD IT UP TO HERE I’M TALKIN’ ATMOSPHERE ‘CAUSE I DON’T EVEN TALK TO THEM THEY SAY I’M TOO CAVALIER I’M LIKE YOUR GREATEST LIVING FEAR WHEN I SWITCH THE GEARS GIMMIE PROPS I AIN’T HAVE TO DROP A BITCH IN SEVERAL YEARS I LOOK AT OG’S AS MY ONLY PEERS SO LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU DONE PLAYING IN THE SNOW THE SLOPE’S FOR REAL SKIERS I’M DROPPIN’ REAL TEARS FROM LAUGHIN’ AT YOU WEIRDOS DRAG YOU LI’L ****** BY YOUR EARLOBES NUMBER ONE STUNNER STONE COLD BELOW ZERO TOO DOPE I’MMA NEED MOOR THAN ONE KILO
(MURS) ORAL KRYLON I SPRAY ALL MY STYLE ON MIND BRIGHTER THAN THEM ORANGE END ZONE PYLONS TWO HANDS FROM THE ZEBRA MAN INSTANT REPLAY SAYS THE PLAY ON THE FIELD STANDS I PACK THE STANDS WITH MY STANZAS MY STANS GO BANANAS IT’S A BONAFIDE BONANZA WORD TO JASON ALEXANDER CUS D’MATO OF THE CULTURE COULDA CUSSED OUT COSTANZA FUCK TRUMP AND FUCK CANCER FANS RAISE THEY HANDS BUT THEY AIN’T GOT THE ANSWERS NO PERFORMANCE ENHANCERS SIX RINGS PISS CLEAN I AIN’T TAKIN’ NO CHANCES WHO ELSE COULD DANCE WITH THE DEVIL SAMBA WITH THE MAMBA MACARENA WITH YOUR MOMMA FUCK A DOUBLE ENTENDRE PUT IT PLAIN ‘TIL I LEAVE THIS PLANE I’MMA PROBLEM
(HAPHDUZN) QUICK WITTED SHARP TOUNGED I DON'T MINCE WORDS PLENTIFUL SUPPLY USE STRIFE AS MY CISTERN TAKE IT IN STRIDE AND DESCRIBE IT UNCENSORED WADING THROUGH THE PAIN LOVE LIES AND ADVENTURE GOTTA ENSURE THE TIME’S SPENT WISELY POP’S TENURE DIDN'T OUTLAST THE ISLEY'S WALK SOFT BIG STICK AND A SLIGHT LEAN KEPT THE NIKES CLEAN WHEN NIGHTS GOT UNSIGHTLY LAST REAL HITTA ALIVE BITCH I MIGHT BE DEATH SWARMING HEAD FORWARD KEPT FORGING NEVER FRET OR LET ‘EM SEE ME SWEAT WHEN I WAS LEFT FOR IT RECORDS REFLECT WHAT I REPPED ONCE IT GETS SORTED DUCKING TWELVE WITH BENCH WARRANTS TO GETTING BREAD TOURING CAN YOU DIG IT WAY DEEPER THAN THIS SURFACE SHIT WHAT THE TRUE MEANING AND THE PURPOSE IS SOULS FIENDING FOR HALF THE BREATHING WE BURDENED WITH
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director + Editor | Tomas Aksamit
Producer + AD | Paul Winkels
Production Designer + Stylist | Jen Sonibare
Cinematographers | Tomas Aksamit & Bryce Wandling
Gaffer | Thomas Vandendolder
AC | Sabrina Mendez + Austin Beery
Apocalypse VFX | Todd Draeger
Fire Safety + PA | Sam Aksamit
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