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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
billy woods
billy woods
Stimme und Gesang
Aaron Carmack
Aaron Carmack
Rhodes Piano
E L U C I D
E L U C I D
Stimme und Gesang
Mike Parvizi
Mike Parvizi
Bass
Ryan Crosby
Ryan Crosby
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
billy woods
billy woods
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kenny Segal
Kenny Segal
Produzent:in
Steel Tipped Dove
Steel Tipped Dove
Ingenieur:in
Aesop Rock
Aesop Rock
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Willie Green
Willie Green
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Uh, everybody cooking, I'm just cleaning up my kitchen Emptying the fridge, bleaching counters, sweeping corners I be in my drawers aligning my silverware in order Couple hours, I'll be waiting at the gate Under influence, 10k and rising In the valley of the sun, I'm a force without a name I been tripping through coordinates, just have my cordless hot A whisky sour, ice, what it is, what it's not By the time I get to Arizona I didn't come with instruction In this season of revealing, burning everything that doesn't serve Sometimes I feel before remembering It's really him, my wife told the man, I didn't want the joke to end Didn't want that joke to end Rainbow rubber band, rusty razor blade, traveling mercy Feeling blood get thicker, Bo Jackson jersey The rep grows bigger, I took out my gold fronts Split a rack of rib with the illest, not counting myself Baggage on the carousel loop, big body blur, side of the truth Landed somewhere in the middle It's a physical experience, a realist ritual of niggarati lineage Rooted, but I roam free Dopp kits and QR codes be all I see The WiFi's weak, smoke detector beeps In between the takes, I rap like Good Daddy Sweating out my silk shirt, asking, "What's the real work?" Yeah, yeah I'm in the park with the baby on the swing When it hits me crazy, anything at all could happen to him He been climbing higher and higher on the jungle gym Running faster, sometimes pushing other kids Tear-streaked apologies, balled fists, it's a trip That this is something we did I kiss her on the lips I watch him grow, wondering how long I got to live
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