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flight distance - gold cartridge to purple tape lyrics

[intro: bender]
yeah, i ‘member my grandparents, they were going to florida, i told ’em to get me mario 3, it wasn’t out yet in canada
they came back with bayou billy
yeah, straight outta hyrule
yeah, uncanny x-men #14, first appearance of the sentinels
shouldn’t have unwrapped that sh-t, i swear

[verse 1: bender]
i first heard of zelda back in ’87
straight infected my brain, in cl-ss i couldn’t pay attention
rap tapes and video games, my main obsession
plus comic books formed the trinity, ain’t no question
stan lee was a legend, sam kieth walked on water
rob liefeld did that levi’s commercial, sh-t was awkward
went to len’s odds & ends every sat-rday like clockwork
to study erik l-rs-n and mcfarlane, they were monsters
starving pockets going through cardboard boxes of dark horse and marvel comics, the art was flawless
warlord martian goddesses locked in carnal knowledge
how they captured the anatomy, like that was hard to process
high school i started drawing wu members, tagged the ‘w’ on everything and learned to do letters
bubble to spaghetti anything i tried to do it
seen a burner piece from germany, the names were daim and loomit
threw a halo on the tag, new felt-tip
goons felt it, mostly fools i blew l’s with
them crews jealous, now i’m the king like ‘who’s elvis?’
feeling g-ssed up like dennis with the mask, blue velvet
but i wasn’t sh-t
one day me and a couple kids, caught red-handed doing throw-ups at the trestle bridge
took my cans and my fingerprints like ‘what the f-ck?’
thousand dollar fine, hit me like a sucker punch
put the pain on hold, brushed up on my writing
then i started flipping samples from wherever i could find ’em
did a couple local battles, got clout
then i got with a sick–ss clique and went all out
fast forward now to think it’s so crazy
rap took me ’round the world, i’m at the louvre with my old lady
i’ll keep the memories close, something sacred
till it’s peace young world, i’ll see you in the funny pages and i’m out

[chorus: bender and patience]
gold cartridge to purple tape
(i ‘member my mom put my gameboy in the washing machine)
gold cartridge to purple tape
(and after that it was this cool color)
(i got-)
it was gold cartridge to purple tape
(-‘soul on ice,’ as a christmas present)
gold cartridge to purple tape
(is that ironic? is that what irony is?)

[verse 2: patience]
i dropped the power glove and saw neil young and pearl jam, ’93 toronto ex
before the bottle or the modern problems, h-ll, the thought of s-x
young patrick had his interests in the fringes
my heroes had a different liquid in their syringes
shake! records, pops copped me a tape weekly
frank black or ‘last splash,’ i’d contemplate deeply
sports were foreign more and more i’d grow anomic
predisposed to the emotive and not a sort of product
black gazelles, dressing like mike d
‘check your head,’ my obsessions they might be
something i can’t control, my can control was sh-t
toy with a montana but i could stand alone and spit
loving parents took me to therapy, was a joke
i ate like a parakeet and barely even spoke
accident pr-ne, i happened upon ‘bizarre ride’
‘de la soul is dead,’ and ‘dare iz a darkside’
hairline fracture, scared of my own shadow
rapped along through my vocal ticks to whole albums
the mild tourette’s made freestyling a breeze
jams dungeon instrumentals from beatminerz and ‘preme
powell peralta, stratocaster, things had no lasting power
had encounters but it all just turned the static louder
late bloomer, grey shoes wit’ a black swoosh
replaced the sketches with text in my black books
discovered ‘funcrusher,’ ‘scrip ssris
audiofix, hhi, kicking it with barflies
booked shows, started building, you’re aware of the cast of characters
p-ssy took the front seat, they’re scenarios i’m mad embarr-ssed from
i guess paying dues started earlier than you would think
folks took me to the music store not to the rink
possessions over the years, i’m always losing things
got it the day it came out, still got my tape of ‘cuban linx’

[chorus: patience and bender]
it went gold cartridge to purple tape
(i had a huge crush on, rogue
and then when they made the movie and they-)
gold cartridge to purple tape
(-they cast that toad anna paquin
rogue was supposed to be hot, i was really f-cking p-ssed about that)
gold cartridge to purple tape
(straight up, you know who shoulda played rogue? wynonna judd, straight the f-ck up
ha, yeah)
gold cartridge to purple tape
(that would’ve been an improvement
everybody was all about, those action figures
rescue rangers was my sh-t
maybe i’m going to h-ll
had lobo: infanticide series
oh god, that is one evil album
sonic 2, i was obsessed with that game
that was the only game i ever beat
i would draw pictures of sonic the hedgehog all day
i spent christmas day 1996, listening to ‘soul on ice’
amazing spider-man #12, mint-chip condition, still man, sh-t was crazy
sh-t was legendary man
i saw akira, when i was in seventh grade
that sh-t blew my mind
shout out to sts, spray it don’t say it
so i started collecting the akira comic books
gone
shout out to [?] baggy-legs everywhere
and hash beats
still waiting on that d-ck grayson [?]
remember when i p-ssed my pants?
on the bus back from the movies
we had seen, uhh, f-ck i don’t remember what we saw
the matrix 3? drive
yeah, don’t bother plotting the graph, umm)

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