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I’ma tell you not to tell other people what to do
That is a specialized massick trip (magic, not massick)
magic trick
You have to be an adept to pull this off
or put it on

watch your hands make no demands
try to mind your own business
watch your hands make no demands
try to mind your own business

It aint even cold people layer up
and lady luck gave a fuck what you making up
sometimes pain’s even smaller than a paper cut
and while you all up in her face, she done faced enough
in LA people judge you if you take the bus
and rich folks say hey come to space with us (what?)

You should be polite you big dummy
shut the fuck up and let that man get money
look around your house for paintings left crooked
fix ‘em
and when you’re done, keep pushin and
maybe there’s some dust around your couch cushions
try to know your congressman without looking
try to know what bills is wild and outlandish
And who’s on what committee for house action
I don’t know either
You just seem bored
fox news shows and bowls of creamed corn
now I’m being judgmental
I get so pissed
Fuck political talk, you don’t know shit
Fuck subliminal talk, you don’t know shit
conspiracy theorists stop, you don’t know shit
Alex Jones and Glenn Beck are like peers
Modern profiteers of a culture of fear

watch your hands make no demands
try to mind your own business
watch your hands make no demands
try to mind your own business

It aint even cold people layer up
and lady luck gave a fuck what you making up
sometimes pain’s even smaller than a paper cut
and while you all up in her face, she done faced enough
in LA people judge you if you take the bus
and rich folks say hey come to space with us (what?)


Hi, its me again
Hi
Sometimes I don’t even know why I say things
All my heroes is singers that can’t sing
I want to paint things but can’t hold still
I miss my Grandmother’s smile and her oatmeal
When I fuck up I know how a goat feels
Remember when the homie Driver dropped Roadkill
that shit was so ill
And he’s my friend now
The troglodyte won, now he’s prehensile
or maybe troglodytes was to begin with
somebody turns to the “t”s in the appendix
says I don’t make much, I’m a spendthrift
I used to write dumb raps about pen spits
And now I write about dumb experiences
But they’re very rarely the ones I have
They’re usually some other people’s
Or they’re just completely imaginary

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from Hella Personal Film Festival, released March 25, 2016

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