BOOK OF COLORS TRILOGY · KILLING FIELD RECORDS
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Track 01
Jinx
Listen brothers and sisters Children and parents I will tell you of a man Who has fallen Who will be our culling Who has walked to death and back Just to take us away Those of you who've wronged others And those who will You best repent Pray to your god for forgiveness Pray you sprout wings now Cause there's no telling When he'll be here for you
Suspend your belief Just for a moment And imagine that there's a man Who has counted Every one of your sins He does not forget He does not forgive He is the Alpha And Omega You do not fear Your feeble mind Couldn't fathom That we hang In the balance That he's on his way And the day that he returns The following dawn shall be Black
He's nothing but a Jonah Giving that ole evil eye That'd bring the hoodoo outta ya His hexes will bring you to your knees Make you wish you luck had run out That you'd die before you met em He's a Jinx Open with
Track 02
Bomb
Coming up from the bottom Fuck a base line No E A D or G Had an epiphany What a wonder it is To be me See you in Babylon Bitch in a flannel thong Singing us camel song I'm the bomb
Watch it I blow Taking out windows Blockbuster Bomb Blowing up like the World Trade Bomb Going hard Timothy McVeigh Bomb Coming out like Army of God Bomb Nagasaki Hiroshima yea all that shit
There's no question Yes I'm that sick Your rhymes is course Best grab some chapstick Saddle you horse And be on your way Chances like this Ain't everyday
I roll up in that bitch Shit strapped to my chest Long black coat Underneath is the vest Pigs sending their best This terrorist blessed with finesse For the wicked there ain't no rest Stressed Ain't got a name But a curse It's jinx An I hear it all the time Like you owe me a coke
An I choke when I hear it Like I got a frog in my throat croaking Blowin all this steam With a team I ain't seen In about a minute Feel like My eyes tinted Everything dark And I'm feeling dissented Wanna crush it all with my spirit
Bomb Blowing up like the World Trade Bomb Going hard Timothy McVeigh Bomb Coming out like Army of God Bomb Nagasaki Hiroshima yea all that shit
Stand back for a minute Let me show you How a man with no limit Could only act so timid For the minute He was living with the Details Of living in a working world That didn't work with him Made some Changes within Sinking trying to swim Barkeep One old fashion Fuck the gin
Bomb Blowing up like the World Trade Bomb Going hard Timothy McVeigh Bomb Coming out like Army of God Bomb Nagasaki Hiroshima yea all that shit
Track 03
Mother Mary
Momma momma momma momma Fuck it imma be the big man now It not to busy now But I steadily gaining crowds Hope one day y'all can join me See me grinning above the clouds While you haping for paper Hope you figure out Why you stressed And why dreams procrastinating Still taking orders While your trains done left the station Mind is vacant Folly of countless faces Sad to see, glad it's not contagious Or hereditary
Look at mother Mary Lied to give birth To a beard that died for some sins Opposing nothing with a friendly grin That life is really real That's a life you fucking live
It's my life, not yours Some would swear it's heaven But it's not lord If we could just treat each other as equals That would jeopardize the sequel Too many distractions Death fees and taxes Crooked cop rich attraction Brainwashed by denomination All this shit'll really wanna cloud your vision
Growing a third appendage One to write, one to smoke, One to pick my brain with Relating hop to pussy I know that shit is raw Slim getting chopped By painted twin ninja Ginsu swords Shit shaking into you core Regret not being to thoughtful before Shit digressed when you attained the award
The shores a ways and you been paddling all day Maybe the waves is punishment for your ways Devilish sage been let out his cage Possessing the dark rage like it is child's play Bringing the dark age no more reasons to pray
When we was younger, dreams, they was plentiful Pitiful to see when we're older they've receded I didn't dream to be a football star My dream to be the anti-hero (bitch) And I succeeded
It's my life not yours Some would swear it's heaven But it's not lord If we could just treat each other as equals That would jeopardize the sequel Too many distractions Death fees and taxes Crooked cop rich attraction Brainwashed by denomination All this shit'll really wanna cloud your vision
Track 04
Mesopotamia
How was I the one that was different from anybody else How was I the one always needing help How was I the one picked out the lineup When I was the one getting picked on for starters Why was this such a common occurrence you ask Cause I'm from the bottom of the barrel Or maybe the leaky cask The land of sex drugs sin Where people hide their face Even though they already wearing masks
I'm telling you When you see that sign you better run Interloper Have hard time with locals fun This shits bad for you Like looking down a loaded gun One up for NP All hail the native son
Yeah the town is sentient And the whole town is the ghetto That be tryna pull you in Egging you on Persistently testing your mettle And you wonder Why I had to let go I don't have to love you Fuck it I barely like you But we're bonded By the shit we experienced as kids And that same shit will go with us To the end of our existence
For instance Dealing with the newer gang influence Nut tapping popping clory truant as students Crooked ass cops that be fucking ya just for fun Stupid ass hicks that be holding y'all up with guns Remember 13? It was a crazy year I would have like to But I was absent yeah Off the same mixture as all of y'all Good weed poppin' booze minus the speed
That's what we're famous for Drugs, Violence, Bitch shit It's what made us raw Look forward See more of what's in store More of the same This self inflicted pain Is driving us all insane Self driven bullets to brains
I'm telling you When you see that sign you better run Interloper Have hard time with locals fun This shit's bad for you Like looking down a loaded gun One up for NP All hail the native son
I'm telling you When you see that sign you better run Interloper Have hard time with locals fun This shit's bad for you Like looking down a loaded gun One up for NP All hail the native son
Track 05
Black
Black as the morn that I was born Black as the moment I was formed Matching your fashion Taking evasive action Stalking wasn't the end In fact it was only a begin Fuck the real it's all fiction Compared to yours and mine friction You was the one and only Now I'm feeling dark cold and lonely And if ya don't mind Imma go for broke and Imma gets mine Fuck a beginning and end Alpha omega You say we're still friends And if you says that I can't speak when my chopper goes blap
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Track 06
Landau
Used to think I was invincible Till I caught a glimpse of my own skull Playing no rules Breaking the mold If I got the fire Why my heart so cold Rolling with some folks I don't really know Driving real slow Hood I never seen before Momma said if you ain't ridin' with em If you ain't dyin' with em' If your not in your zone Say Take me Home
Is where the heart is That's where my heart grew the hardest Always aimed at like some targets Hard to hit when I don't exist Already know that I wont be missed Ninjaness Slit my wrist disappear cozened mist Who knew the bright side could be so dark Barely holding on Think I'm falling apart Guess I played my part in life No more strife No more falling going back to the top I just told myself that this shit just has to stop
Rolling with some folks I don't really know Driving real slow Hood I never been before Momma said if you ain't ridin' with em If you ain't dyin' with em' If your not in your zone Say Take me Home
Bound God I just love the sound of it Let it pound a bit Like apostrophes Wanna show ownership Now that I got my own shit Don't want none of it Peschel was special to me Like I was K or reliant Now your dealing with a tyrant That they raised Manners like Byron Causing them sirens All for me splattered on the ground It's so sad to see It didn't have to be But it was Now you getta' deal with me
Rolling with some folks I don't really know Driving real slow Hood I never seen before Momma said if you ain't ridin' with em' If you ain't dyin' with em' If your not in your zone Say Take me Home Home Home Home
They say home is where the heart is Too bad that my home was heartless Oh well Guess I got this
Track 07
End
In the night when it all falls down Gets really quiet you can hear the sound Of my heartbeat pulsing through the concrete Something special But nothing more than some base heat Uppers and downers downing Lexapro and my alcohol Gaining superpowers Shouting fuck em all Fuck a vest see if I stay dry through the shower I'm Superman fuck the world save Lois Lane Yes I can got a couple blunts in my backpack Next to where the guns at ain't gonna front Gotta enough arms for a knapsack and with that fact Said a few words and that's that
You talking the rise and the fall Saying that that is the way of us all Try to abiden my end Trying the hardest to become a friend Both a beginning and end now the unspeakable sin I'm catching my bounty like Boba the Fett Feeling my worms before I am set They say time is money If money was time he just fucking blew it
Na na na na In the night night night In the night when it all falls down The curtains called and the crowd files out The streets are buzzing And then it all ends In the night when it all falls down The curtains called and the crowd files out The streets are buzzing And then it all ends In the night when it all falls down The curtains called and the crowd files out The streets are buzzing And then it all ends In the night when it all falls down The curtains called and the crowd files out The streets are buzzing And then it all ends
In seven days im headed south Yo show our dixie boys what gods about Streaming poured from a different sprout Only to find im frothy foamy and fucking stout Sun shine bright light who's that time flies garbage line refrigerator Half for now half for later Knows you were here Trapped inside of a shell of fear Dark lights whos that Pass by time flies
Need more time to turn pigs to pork rinds On court date, my first line Know yall like it spicy deep fried Remains of a dixie shut your fucking pissy cunt mouth Or I'll mow ya down show ya how Imma show you and your kin the fucking true south Railroading you underground to a safehouse "Only clothes and some footage were found"
Sun shine bright light who's that time flies garbage line refrigerator Half for now half for later Knows you were here Trapped inside of a shell of fear Dark lights whos that Pass by time flies