1. |
Trap
03:40
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I'm lost
so what
hurt mode
that's rough
you sad get tough
you mad step up
look I'm feeling bad
don't think I did enough
feeling like a fool
cause I can't stand up
battered body
yeaaaa that sucks
how can you avoid your mind
how many how many how many how many
tell me how many fucking shots
whatever whatever whatever whatever
doesn't mean I'm not scared, doesn't mean I don't care, doesn't mean I don't want to cope. Ain't got a choice what killed me that night, I guess for another shot whatever will suffice.
Scroll, scroll, scroll on.
You woke and clever tell me the best approach
Logical when I'm bout to choke
gonna chop the hands stay round my throat
can't afford to cope
while this asshole wants me to watch him mope
and say that he ain't a joke
while he constantly sucking on my soul
this shit just ain't comical to me
whatever whatever whatever whatever
whatever's clever baby
Ain't got no choice
but I'm thinking while I'm shaking
that the sky is clearer ahead
and the shit fews yours, mine, ours
while rise again.
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2. |
Gawd Damn
02:08
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Why can't I understand that I gotta let go
that the pain won't dissapate until I let it go
missing you got me slipping and I wanna just fall
but the heartaches, soul breaks, and transitional pain
got me on my knees screaming god damn please help me.
Why you popup in my mind when I turn off the lights
creeping up at night and I wanna say naw
missing you got me slipping and I wanna just fall
but the heartaches, soul breaks, and transitional pain
Got me on my knees screaming god
Got me on my knees screaming god damn
Got me on my knees screaming god damn please
Got me on my knees screaming god damn please help
Got me on my knees screaming god damn please help me.
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3. |
Howl
03:29
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Breaking on promises, banking on pain.
Using our hope to keep us in chains,
bow down and pray for better days.
Asking for change in the moist dignified of ways.
Shellshock folks, I think I want to give violence a chance, but I feel so bad.
Can’t fight fire with fire, but I’m tryna weaponize water and use it on the white flame.
I feel so bad, but I wanna give violence a chance
But I feel so bad
Yea I feel so bad
Yea I feel so
Closed everyday except xmas
Spin round smile weeping
Flesh rots and I'm wreakin
Have nots tally keeping
Who have I wronged what's wrong with me?
Forced to be a villain when I gotta be
My hands are tired and I can't relax my hands
arms are tied I ain't falling back
There are plenty of people that have died nonviolently on their knees
I'm begging that you see me as I scream
I ain't going quietly
I'm begging that you see me as I scream
The kings been lying nonviolently dead
damn near 50 years, 50 years
Our generals should be taken out back and asked
What the fuck is taking so long
Man I don't know, maybe shot
Or taken to an ever growing desert
I dont know
But I want to give violence a chance
And I can't feel bad
I need to give violence a chance
And I can't feel bad
I have to give violence a chance
And I won't feel bad
I won't feel bad
No I don't feel bad
I won't feel bad
Mama stop saying we free
Mama stop saying we free
Mama strikes back you see
Mama stop saying we free
Mama stop saying we free
Mama strikes back for me
Mama stop saying we free
Mama stop saying we free
Mama strikes back you see
Mama stop saying we free
Mama stop saying we free
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4. |
Punk Song
01:12
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Wack single fad
these days kids are crazy
eat, eat your pills Klonopin might save me
I miss health
I miss being on my mother's plan
I wish I could still afford
for someone to explain to me
why I'm still so mad
why I'm still so mad
why am I so mad
why am I so mad
dope they say it's wack, but It means cool
words are crazy
they mean nothing without context you hip fool.
kale eat some kale cause it's trendy
me I like chard cause I'm way hipper than thee
hip, hip, hip, hep,hep, hep help
why I'm still so mad
why I'm still so mad
why am I so mad
why am I so mad
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5. |
I-sak song
03:08
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Ask if you’re ok
Young blood seen better days
Fall
Ask why you’re crying
they say you’re lying
fall down and crawl away
we’ve not done anything
fall down and crawl away
why make the mistake
what’s so maddening
it’s all the same thing, I’ve been here before
crawling from my lies
why choose anything
why make the mistake
just pick nothing
just be nothing
Right now they’re poking
But soon hands start choking
fall down and crawl away
we’ve not done anything
fall down and crawl away
why make the mistake
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6. |
Badu
03:05
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Cans on my floor
Friends in my heart
My mama kept wishin I'd go so far
Tickle in my throat
Throw out a cigarette
The next time I fall down that'll be it
Got anger for days
In not an angsty way
I'll only run away if I can run with me
And I'll only die young if I choose to stop surviving
They got the power
They drop the bodies
They take the fathers
They blame the mothers
They got words, the money, the platforms
They made the system
Theytheythey
I wish I knew they
Keeping myself outta trouble a lil while longer
Till I figure out howta make the right fuckers burn
Welcoming all the they'd to my next pig roast all you hearty vegans
Please eat round the cuffs
We got some numbers
We got some anger
We got some hope
We got some loss
We got some years
We got some lifers
We got the blame
We dealin with the same ole shit
Shit,shit,shit
I had a reaction
I often question my lack of action
Can't remember the last time I had a positive interaction
While dealin with the folks that wanna change this worlds direction
The only ones getting any traction
I don't think I'm distracted
Think sometimes I can't claw out my sadness
And I get stuck in the muck
Calcified, and waiting for my extraction
They got the power
We are the bombs
They getta shaken
We make em afraid to leave their homes
This divisive language might lead to awkward conversations
making folks uncomfortable is how change is generated
Keeping myself outta trouble a lil while longer
Till I figure out howta make the right fuckers burn
Welcoming all the they'd to my next pig roast all you hearty vegans
Please eat round the cuffs
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7. |
Riot Grrlz
03:32
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ooh fuck x 4
I wanna I wanna I wanna i wanna fuck
I'm ya pretty girl, I'm ya I'm ya pretty girl
I'm queen guess what fuckerz I'm mean
paint me? who the fuck are you painting me pink
It's a riot it's a riot it's a riot gurl
no more parties for the quite gurl
I'm privileged. I'm on top.
Don't know what it means to stop.
I'm at the bottom I'll break your hand.
I'm a feminist kill a man.
Ooh fuck ooh fuck
Black power made me free, grunge bullshit
showed me how not to be
started from the bottom
just to eat at the top.
I'm naked and I won't stop
white cunts are people too
black cunts are here to use
white cunts are people too
black cunts are here to use?
white cunts are people to
black cunts are not for you
I'm mad at my daddy, I'm mad at my daddy, I'm mad at my daddy cause he wants me to be something I can't be.
White girls revive us, white girls will save us
White girls revive us, white girls will save us
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8. |
Short Stick
04:39
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Mercy is a dated thing
yea you're singing a very old tune
But you've yet to show me what shouldn't already be mine
I'm finally ready to give my body away
done took the right steps in this battered brown thing
can't speak for us all, and I mustn't try
You've got the right to be violent when faced with brutality
you angsty takin fucker thinking you got the short stick of everything
You've got the right to be violent when faced with brutality
They laugh at our hope while we choke on our forced gods rope
They smile at our pain while thanking their god for the silencing choke
you angsty takin fucker thinking you got the short stick of everything
You've got the right to be violent when faced with brutality
I'd rather burn right now, then stay down on my knees
you took this innocent child, and put her in front of a speeding train
heard you were clipping wings come and take a chance with me
you've been acting carelessly don't say it's about mercy
Cause I will knock you down for I let you take another like me.
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9. |
8-cube
04:26
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I'm drivin
straight thru yer life,
so I can
get to work on time.
I'm makin
nickels an dimes--
far less than
the cost of this whole damn
ride.
Scuse me mister? FUCK OUT MY WAY
Scuse me mister? FUCK OUT MY WAY
I'm drivin
stright thru yer life.
Just a joy ride,
no reason why.
Scuse me mister? FUCK OUT MY WAY
Scuse me mister?
Where'd I park and how'd I put it there?
There I am, and here I am in no time.
Sudden stop, it must've been.
Stumbled home for sleep,
hobbled back to busted home.
That's a funny place to park a car:
middle lane, on the highway.
Fire fusing flesh to chrome bone...
...brand new body, brand new home.
...like the creatures speeding by.
Ask them what it's like?
I know they can't hear.
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10. |
Izerack
05:39
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Ask do you like flowers pressed into pages crumbling as they die
Memories to be read, one's soon to forget for a new life
Show me something brown that people won't fight
Give me a thing to love so I can tragically die
It's time to help me figure me out
It's time to give me more hope and less doubt
All the pretty things to behold
All the beautiful people being bought and sold
Leave me here so I can collect dust
I'm done eating now, time to shrivel and die
I'd like to cut my tongue out, I want to sew my mouth up
No more thinking these thoughts are getting anywhere
You said you are done forgiving, no more time for giving
I'd like to get at someone just as fucked up as me
Maybe we can punch each other in the same place
Will you be more?
I don't want another prayer to say
I won't touch precious things
Cancel my own body
Don't take, don't touch
Can't be my own body
All the people the smile
with broken mouths
Don't take, don't touch
My body
That smile will show me less doubt
Can't be my own body
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Blacker Face Chicago, Illinois
Two black gadflies, three white maggots.
Photo by Samantha Callahan.
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