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bRavenous x Ghettosocks x Sadat X - All Those [prod. by DK]
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Credits

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Darrell Kelloway
Darrell Kelloway
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Lance Sampson
Lance Sampson
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Tim Wallace
Tim Wallace
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Darren Pyper
Darren Pyper
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Liam Ring
Liam Ring
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Lyrics

Verse 1 - Aquakulture
Grey hairs got em looking like stressed piled on
Back when the suit was orange white like a pileon
Mama bugging the fuck out that er child gone
Seem like she don't make enough to send her child more
Honestly its real hard for me to call a friend bro
When dudes moods change quicker than 6 tones
I love the mic stand
Went from corellas to Michelle phiffers
And I'll address it at a male dominated cypher
Dont approach me turn this male to a failed lifer
For now celebrating moseltoff
Hit up beach and bay watch I call it hasselhoffin
Tryna make it to the point where we travel often
Make sure my people stay eating before the wrist flossing/
Coulda still been in the streets, letting the hand squeeze/
Before I wrote this record listened to ambeez/
Extremities, I write rhymes preferably/
Police still tryna choke me, I can't breathe/
This is gentlemen status, where the derby /
Sewage drain lamping catch me whereever curbs be/
This is street cat knowledge boy, new edition/
Mad respect to you forever if you choose to listen
Verse 2 - Timbuktu
jazz club saloon setting/
two tenors moving the groove like bootleggers/
nobody got a perfect past/
smoke em with the boom then I'm ghost like I'm polka roo/
syncopated with the moody blues/
plus the youth find it complicated like a rubix cube/
lounge lizards / mommas and the poppas singers/
there's no doppelganger I'm the boss with the Chewbacca fingers/
banana hands on the keys the fam humingus/
piano man he backing the band like Charles Mingus/
that's DK rich mahogany like anchorman/
writing jazz standards on that H from Afghanistan/
PI's in crown Vics watch on candid cam/
steamy like Miami heat feeling like a thousand grand/
Verse 3 - Ghettosocks
-we wake up and go to work when the sun’s gone/
-we raisin standards when you hear a standard sung raw/
ordered up some Yang Chow rice outta Fung Wah/ with
golden jewels shimmering on me like I’m Sun Ra/
 
hop outta space dipped in astro black/ live
jazz in neon letters reflecting off the Cadillac/
communicate polychromatic in this habitat/
rest in peace Guru - long live Jazzmatazz/
 
-deep rooted- no sheet music/ so
fluent with the sax you can feel her thoughts speak through it/
- the air was thick popped the top off thermometers/ I
watched her lick the reed and place her mouth on the embouchure/
- play the back Kerouac a word painter/ walked
in rocking the same shirt as Serge Gainsbourg/
pain in the music- remaining a student/ they
strain to be the next Coltrane of the movement/
Written by: Darrell Kelloway, Darren Pyper, Lance Sampson, Liam Ring, Tim Wallace
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