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tinthousandanymulmin
04:05
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(mumbling)
oh me woe is me we're not the same i exist in 4d
oh me oh my tears come to my eye
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1n73rlud3
00:24
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dreamwuurld
03:47
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there is an idea of a caleb scarberry
get the fuck up out my mentions i died twice and came back again
light it up from the inside
killer kill a whole enterprise
wait a minute put into size
produce a beat that fill me up with pride
haugh
some kind of abstraction
but there is no real me
only an entity, something illusory
and though i can hide my cold gaze,
and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours
and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are somewhat comparable
i simply am not th
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ere
kill
pushing pulling tug of war
fucking on your bitch a chore
she got daddy issues yeah
cleaning her tears and my nut with tissues yeah
i don't play the dating game
without love the pussy the same yeah
choke her out until she's breathless
after i nut she cleans up the mess
kill
drifter rockstar smash a cop car
used a hummer with a brand new brush guard
drive by, stunner, face masked gunner
a young black boy just lost his brother
philly compton (?)
city to city there ain't no stoppin
world traveler i'm first class
shawty quit talking let me see that ass
dead or alive, i'm most wanted
three abortions pussy haunted
alcohol drugs bitches money
dark side of la ain't so sunny yeah
(?) drugs stolen purses
i like bitches who believe in curses
close my eyes, i'm a demon
fill a dead whore up with my semen
fuck these racist ass white bitches posting their fucking black squares on instagram ain't gonna do shit
1312
what's up
i'm so naturally nasty you think i'd be covered in mildew (nasty)
get out my way fore i make a catastrophe happen and kill you
kill
shawty bad and she bust it open for me (bust it open shawty)
don't come into my pad unless you fucking know me homie (you don't know me bitch)
you'll be seeing red lights cus i'm bout to drain your life with this bladee motherfucker (damn)
i won't fucking stop till your tank's on e, no ecco2k motherfucker (eeee)
shit
e e e e
skate boys graffiti boys 2030 shit
steal your fucking styles steal all your styles steal all your flows
steal all your fucking twitter followers caleb scarberry shit yah
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deadflowerrr (2n73rlud3)
04:27
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why don't you be more
ooo
(and i ain't felt happy)
i'm in the field right now
phone is at 1% and
i wanna sit on the edge of the high platform
it's at the end of the trail
and it's like a two-story
on top of the rail on the second story
that goes to the bottom of the trail and the trail is above the ground
which is probably all muddy and i wanna sit above the flowers and the grass
where the ground is
and
if i accidentally fall then
that's the blessing that it is
that comes at me from sitting on the barrier and falling into the flowers and the grass
and
it's all really confusing
and my phone's probably gonna die in a second but
it's all really confusing
i haven't felt like
a whole lot
in a long time
and it
it has gotten to me before but it's really getting to me now
again
and i'm seeing [redacted] tomorrow
that should be something
it shouldn't be nothing
to say the least i guess
i don't know what to do
and i don't know where to go
i've already gone here and nothing has fixed me
like i uh really want it to
like i
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baellyack2
06:59
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untitled project 2020
06:00
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sometimes i wish i was back in the [redacted] center
everything was so simple there
i wake up every morning and see the same people they
were my entire life for about
5 days
now i wonder where they have gone
do they ever think about me
do they wonder how i'm doing
they could all be back in the hospital now
they could all be worse
i got their numbers, i never text them, i never call them
i see them on instagram
where did he go
where did they go
where did she go
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ribillion
03:51
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billionaires
line them up
all in a line
against a wall
billionaires
kill them all
kill them all
kill them all
fuck father john misty
centrist piece of shit
i see through your satire bitch
both sides ass bitch
believe the horseshoe theory i rack you
this that make your grandpa say how you even call that music music
this that strip away their power so they can never abuse it music
this that depressed 3am in the morning feeling like a lunatic music
confusing music
this that music
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baellyack1
04:39
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(goodness! aaaw)
(coughing)
i see headlights in the distance
wsg ain't see my beat so fuck it i had to spit this
chuds wanna fight me
bitches wanna pipe me
there's sugar all in these bars like some ice cream uh
i'm the best fucking producer that you never heard
plus i put my fucking spirit into every word
see a pig and i flip him the bird
feel like i'm the only one not a sheep in this herd
hate is in the air so i'ma press play
the world runs on hate cus it's the best way
goodness
(beatboxing)
cry your eyes out
whole lotta trouble
cry your eyes out
hah
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meyeinklawe
06:28
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nothing matters so i threw the fucking towel in
studio session i'm three hours in
2008 mac pro tower fan running in the background i'm the fucking man
i'm always the friend
and i scream beautiful songs with the voice i'm shouting in
surrounded by people i don't give a fuck about again, again
about, about again
running running round with the cure
acting like i'm somebody you know
somebody
running running round with the cure
with the cure
acting, acting like i'm somebody you know
somebody you trust, somebody
fuck, fuck
nothing matter so i threw the fucking towel in
studio session i'm three hours in
2008 mac pro tower fan running in the background i'm the fucking man
i'm always the loudest friend
friend, friend,
friend
and i scream meaningful songs with the voice i'm shouting in
surrounded by people i don't give a fuck about again
again
in, towel in
studio session
cure
with the cure
running running round with the cure
acting
like i'm somebody you know, somebody you trust, somebody
fuck, fuck
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who is you man?
who me?
yeah, you
i'm me. i ain't tryna be nothing else
sleep on thi
tossing and turning you'll never figure out a way
harder to be free
when you look at me
hoping to find your way out of this lonely bed
sleep on this bed
tossing and turning you'll never figure out a way
harder to be free
when you look at me
hoping to find your way out
of this lonely bed
and it's true
you will drift away
and
n't mind
yes it's true
and i know i know
you will drift away
don't you drift away
don't you drift away
no, i would mind
here's to long life
you will drift away
no, i won't mind
here's to you
you're the only one
you will fly
and i will cry for you
my dear
you will fly high
i will cry
for you
my dear
you will fly too high my dear
he pictures himself having trouble breathing and waking to a room full of concerned faces. he'd been terrified of dying his entire life, and as much as he tried not to think about it death was always in the back of his head, around every corner, and hovering on each horizon. he'd brushed shoulders with death on a few occasions, but in his carefree youth it had almost seemed like an abstract impossible thing to ever happen to him. but with each passing decade he began to gauge the time he probably had left, and by his 40's (what he considered his halfway point, at best), he had come to know just one thing:
you will only get older
the next thing you know, you're looking back instead of forward
and as the sun continues to set, he finally comes to realize the dumb irony in how he'd been waiting for this moment his entire life. this stupid, awkward moment of death that had invaded and distracted so many days with stress and wasted time
if only he could travel back and impart some wisdom to his younger self
if only he could at least tell the young people in this room
he lifts an arm to speak, but inexplicably says
"it smells like dust, and moonlight"
(unintelligible)
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caleb scarberry Toledo, Ohio
caleb scarberry from toledo, ohio.
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