language arts crew – where do we go? lyrics
[verse 1: clint westwood]
it’s just another day in paradise. where’s my slice of soundwaves?
riding a bicycle through wasted days—yo, i can taste my grave
grinding my t–th to the beat of the headstone
riding the angel of death as he creeps through my headphones
from the deep in the dead zone, my head’s blown—catch a filthy fragment
out the stagnant synapses and drop a crab net
and drag it up and the down the pier, staggering
lost in the fog, stuck in the bog of eternal madhattering
i’m late, i’m late, i’m late, i’m late. beg for all those haters’ fate
in a state of -n-s, i’m gonna be great
just don’t wait for me. gonna rape the parasites from within me
all bright, watch the city come to life before my eyes
[verse 2: benny medicina]
i’m falling for the taking back of glory days that rapped before me
the maze is not too [?], faking naked action orgies
happy [boarding/boredom?]. ready? [catch deployment?], a mission asking for me
the rotation fastly forwarding back to past before me
i have spent half of the morning waking, the other half of the morning taking breaths
in morning, the breaking of breath taking the steps
obstacles are wanted—never stop me, never hold me back a moment
ashes to ashes even after ghosting opponents
cold and claw to first because you never know [enough with extra growing?] (who?)
so i’m flexing soul and coasting, coasting
[verse 3: vric enoh]
i’m lost amongst the foggy blast as roaming through the nothingness
puzzled and i’m crossed, mixed and matched through the ruggedness
trudging through the trenches is a man of murky substances
i’m spinning webs and heads and making miracles appearing imperative
narratives for narcoleptics who wade in your collection
of eclectic affections with loss of presence as president
[hook 1: qs zeus and (vric enoh)] (x2)
where do we go from here? (where the h-ll are we going? enter the nowhere, never we knowing). n0body knows (on a journey into nothingness)
where do we go from here? (stepping our foot in the [frost degrees?] and the walk through the shadow valley’s thunderous). n0body knows
[hook 2: qs zeus and (vric enoh)] (x2)
i see (where the h-ll are we going? enter the nowhere, never we knowing) time fly by me (on a journey into nothingness)
sky-high, i see (stepping our foot in the [frost degrees?] and the walk through the shadow valley’s thunderous) hindsight with my mind’s eye
[interlude: sample quote from spun]
[nikki]
it’s weird ‘cause stuff happens when you don’t really notice it while it’s happening. life is sort of p-ssing by
[verse 4: clint westwood]
welcome back to paradise, where we organize soundwaves
cling tight to the vice while we stride through wasted days
one at a time. i’m still not getting paid (come on)
as long as i’m myself, then i guess i got it made
but who is that and who is this and who the f-ck are you?
grasp the facts, swing and miss—what am i to do?
i’m dying too, got stopped like a violent protestor
mr. molester, arrested development of the jester
like me. and chester cheetahs bite me
and just ‘cause it ain’t easy, i’m being cheesy—that why you wanna fight me
i don’t need you. i don’t feed you, greedy fool
my stampede switching your gene pool—we gonna bleed you
[verse 5: benny medicina]
i’m spinal tapping and you taking aspirin to cool and calm
trapped inside of the rap game, so i had to chew my arm
notice in your final moment, idols chosen saying, “peace,” to the world you roasting
so i’m holding on and going awful flowing
i swear to god i put it first. if any situation’s worse
i came to make this verse and save the earth so they don’t take you first
their slaves up in the church working overtime, but so divine
i go for mine, tryna keep my balance between walking over the line
[verse 6: vric enoh]
i continue through the desolate elements. operation: relevance
opposing regiments, resin residue sediments
my sword is a sentence ascending as i travel through the dark of the days
with a deranged phrase of fantasy
folding over the notion—that’s what holding. i’ve taken the poll
that paving the path and putting minds on tracks of thinking
my indivisible criminal rituals keep me falling
a victim of typical cr-p and the gift to give it, to give it
give it, but hoping to open the mind of a minimal
i’m hoping to open the mind of a minimal minimal
hoping to open the mind of a minimal
i’m hoping to open the mind of a minimal
[hook 1: qs zeus and (vric enoh)] (x2)
where do we go from here? (where the h-ll are we going? enter the nowhere, never we knowing). n0body knows (on a journey into nothingness)
where do we go from here? (stepping our foot in the [frost degrees?] and the walk through the shadow valley’s thunderous). n0body knows
[hook 2: qs zeus and (vric enoh)] (x2)
i see (where the h-ll are we going? enter the nowhere, never we knowing) time fly by me (on a journey into nothingness)
sky-high, i see (stepping our foot in the [frost degrees?] and the walk through the shadow valley’s thunderous) hindsight with my mind’s eye
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