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lyrics
Used to hang out with my loneliness
These days it's fleeing my company
Staying alone feel like holy shit
Man that just means it's more blunts for me
Wish I did find some that holiness
Cause I on' give fuck bout luxury
Inside of my head is a holy mess
Got all these thoughts it's too much for me
Got all these flaws it's too much from me
Got all these faults it's too much for me
Got all these wrongs it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit
Got all these fears it's too much for me
Got all these tears it's too much for me
Got all these cheers it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit
Fuses rang out when my head went pop
Bumped some 2pac when I found Hip-Hop
I could change your life you could call me God
I stay by myself but I got a Sqwwd
They thought I was good that I had it all
Not knowing my head space was kinda dark
Jumping these hurdles; olympic park
Fell to my face, no I'm not a star
Got all these flaws it's too much from me
Got all these faults it's too much for me
Got all these wrongs it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit
Got all these fears it's too much for me
Got all these tears it's too much for me
Got all these cheers it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit
I on' like this rapper shit
They actin out so arrogant
Actin out a character
Selling out for lavish shit
They smoking on some master piff
But that shit smell like lavender
They worry bout which matching 'fits
They should rock out on calendars
While I'm here having anxious fits
Counting days on calendars
Counting blessings so I'm stressing cause I don't have a lot of 'em
Weekly I'm weak in face of heat, I see peeps like I'm five foot deep in the hole
And they're screaming "look high up here"
I'm high on fear, my head to the window like Malcolm with a gun, without one
It sounds dumb, and I don't like the outcome
I stop in my tracks when I let my doubts run
We take people for granted till we live on this planet without them
My piece misunderstood a few weeks after I said it
So I don't believe in shit cause we're too quick to lose the message
Imagine Jesus stressing, giving peasants lectures
Deep in his reflections, saying that we gotta love, shit
Speak with substance, stop the nonsense
Where's, where's the fuck's the loving?
Dames, just fuck ya husbands
Ladies get the love in
Used to think I couldn't love shit
But if you ain't got no love man
Shit then you got nothing
Then you got nothing
If it ain't bout the love
Then you got nothing
Nothing but the love man
Got all these flaws it's too much from me
Got all these faults it's too much for me
Got all these wrongs it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit
Got all these fears it's too much for me
Got all these tears it's too much for me
Got all these cheers it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit