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Let's Begin (by Penny)
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Slept on a death bed of nails
Sipping on Molotov cocktails
Cock out
Screaming Fuck the world
Cops tripling up the
Body count
Automatic weapon in the mouth of a beast
Celebrities singing about peace
Im singing about
physical blood that we bleed
Armored vehicle
ATV
They just wanna yell about the kids being PC
Pepe the frog
Drawn on a machine gun
Don’t nobody wanna admit the
Dreams done
Martin Luther king
Was Martyred for the sin of
Believing in humans
Even those that hated him
Pigs couldn’t watch him win
Truth is he would even forgive them
Sold as a saint
Head on a plate
Holiday & Street name
Face
On a stamp
By the same state
& clan
That planned an attack
Many years back
Never let him live
To see everything he did
It seems
We’ve been fucked too long like Sting
Seen bright eyes turn green
This could be the first day of our lives i think
probably gonna ruin it quick
It seems
We’ve been fucked too long like Sting
Seen bright eyes turn green
This could be the first day of our life i think
Probably gonna ruin it quick
Open an Umbrella to protect from the tear gas
Tears still roll down fast
Every time we see another innocent killed
People cry over broken glass
Open an Umbrella to protect from the tear gas
Tears still roll down fast
Every time we see another innocent killed
People cry and forget fast
Every time we see another innocent killed
People cry and forget fast
We’re so famous
No one’s even working
Selfie flashing
won’t shut up or
Focus
On a bigger picture
All is jokes
And
temporary goals
And It feels hopeless
Never had their
Macro lenses open
So reaction trumps it all I notice
Scream at each other
While the boss in the back
Counts racks
& bones of those who died from covid
Marx had
Called it long ago
Monopoly capital grows too large to control
Neo-liberal Saviors try to ease it
But will never make a vaccine
For Corporate
Diseases
Please
Feel free
to disagree
But we see
history repeats
Consistently
Fisticuffs came and went
The system
Ripped us up
And left the left
For dead
bodies and brains
And creativity
Drained
For the profit and gain
Of a slave master
Paying the minimum wage
Natural disaster,
Cancer,
Get the fuck out of my face
I don’t got an answer
But they’re acting
Like it’s a privilege
To sit and speak
In this country
That wouldn’t even
flinch or weep
For innocent teens
Shot In city streets
By these obscene
cowardly police
Dancing and celebration can be the
physical manifestation of a scream
Burning down a police station
may be the
physical manifestation of a scream
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Find myself struggling to remember
Any lyrics to
“Nothing else matters”
A song old as dirt & the devil
But the sentiment is clear as ever
Times have been Better
Apathy came and fucked with my mental
Never handed a Grand prize medal
Been kissing middle age
Realizing Happiness can’t be faked
It’s a state of mind alive deep within you
We will never live a greater life than this one
We will never live a greater life than this one
Much as we complain
Whenever things change
Please remember that we are enough
Running away from my past
Had become a professional pastime
Been sewing a mask to distract
From the fact that I’m constantly battling myself inside of my damn mind
What a bad joke
of a life
Been a punchline
Been sad boy
Been a hoax
Living in a pipeline
Where the Pipe dreams go to die
Sunny California
Burns bright
Taken by the night
I’ve seen beautiful creatures
Settle for some pure evil
Fell in love with some people
Who loved me less than needles
Now I’m approaching 40
Fighting for something real
This is all that we’re given
And there won’t be a Sequel
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4:44 am
Feds flock to the front yard again
Guns to the heads of my friends
That was me back then
In 0-10
Only been waiting for something to take me away from the cycle of violence
Look in my brain there is infinite dread and I’m living inside of a riot
4:44 am
Shaking in my bed
Drenched in sweat
Am i gonna get out of the life i lead ?
Am i gonna have my body filled with lead?
I have been running away from my fears for too long now I’m ready to face them
freedom is something so beautiful but it’s difficult to navigate within
New haven Connecticut
They got him in the street
10 shots by the cowardly police
They don’t gotta do Time
Just paid leave
Worst case
They're gonna retire early
OG told me this the life we chose
No sleep
Sometimes we get heaters to the dome
Dont weep
You on fleek ?
Shut your lip
Petty little puppets but they claiming to be free
What i gotta do to make a mufucka listen ?
What i gotta do to make a mufucka listen ?
What i gotta do to make a mufucka listen ?
Say bitch ?
Call em a bitch ?
This is the beginning of a new era
I can feel it
I wanna believe again
I mean it
This is the beginning of a new era
I can feel it
I wanna live again
I mean it
444 am
Just found out about another dead friend
Is it Suicide or Heroin ?
Wondering if i am next
444 am
Shaking in my bed
Drenched in sweat
Am i gonna get out of the life i lead ?
Am i gonna have my body filled with lead ?
My brain is stuck between trying to kill me or take me away from the violence
Cacophony is still surrounding me so I’m
Sitting here Praying for Silence
They don’t like my spit
Never fit their image
They forgot that was here since the beginning
Black and white world
With some black and white critics
I was never either
So i never quite slid in
The game don’t love you
Can’t catch feelings
All I ever wanted was to
Smash glass ceilings
They don’t like the fact i don’t look like i rap
Never looked like i trapped
That put money in the bank
Fucked over so many times
Point blank
Hard to even put it in a rhyme that’s Frank
False motherfuckers
Gotta have a lot of balls
to forgive another killer trying to catch you in his jaws
Pathetic the ways that they try to rip us all apart
It’s a class war out there
Dont get lost
Still believing in possibilities we got
But survival can cost
In my teens I read some Zinn
Then Bookchin
High school scholarship then
College scholarship then
Education is / isn't privilege
Hip hop is
Take it back from big biz
old money men never really gave a shit
They just wanna sell poverty to the rich
They just wanna sell pain for profit
Fuck them hard and quick
On this dick
They can sit
I will slit
Rulers necks
Let them wear
Brick anklets
Sleep with fish
Temples Get Torn to the ground
Bambatta gone now
Seems that they forgot about
Boricua / Boricuop kids with big mouths
Since Kool Herc been down
Acting like we never been around
This my blood too
Melt down plastic crowns
Acting like we've never been around
This my blood too
Melt down plastic crowns
Now
When i was a kid outside Oaktown
Watched the hills all burning down
'89 earthquake
Battle of Bay bridge
Berkeley
Watched my family drown
Ashby flea market
Drum circles
Malcom X is what i found
Ice T
BD PE
kill at will tape
Digital underground
Respect art you clowns
This ain’t acting
fashion
Rainbow mouths
This ain’t shocking
Only honest
Fake four hip hop for right now
Temples get torn to the ground
Bambaataa gone now
Seems that they forgot about
Boricuop kids with big mouths
Since Kool herc been down
Acting like we never been around
This my blood too
Melt down plastic crowns
How
Anyone in they right mind
Ever gonna think that they're rapping better than me ?
Own this fucking sound
Now
This is the beginning of a new era
This is the beginning of a new era
I can feel it
I wanna live again.
I mean it
Never made out with death ?
Never had a year when you lost seven friends?
Never had to serve a mandatory minimum?
Your opinion’s invalid.
Never got fucked by death ?
Never had a cop put a gun to your head ?
Never had to serve a mandatory minimum?
Your opinion ain’t shit then.
Trick.
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Why do they try to squeeze tears from a stone
only to build their sculptures ?
This art can’t be made alone
It’s a product of breaking countless bones
So Many times i
Will keep it inside
She wonders why we don’t talk on the phone
As if it has anything to do with my love for her
Hard to explain why i must be alone
So many times I
Just keep it inside
So many times I
Will keep it inside
Living a dream
where people stare & judge
analyze Idolize our
Flaws and such
Hard as I try it won’t be good enough
To please all y’all
I would have fought to the death for your respect
I would have fought till the end
Still Struggling to make it through every Breath
But I tend to keep it inside
Endless fascination
It’s a bit Degrading
To sing guts out
Vomiting for some entertainment
People pissed
When I can’t serve as their personal therapist
Believe me I wish to be there for
Everyone In this Mess
Miss you
Miss so much
missed another funeral
Wedding
your touch
Every day in limbo
I’m feeling my physical go
But I don’t know a better way to dig myself out of this hole
It’s A perpetual blessing and curse
When your work is to not work
Navigating industry dirt
There’s very little space
For a taste of normalcy
Please know i dreamt of being everything you wanted
But I’ll leave you be
I would have fought to the death for your respect
I would have fought till the end
But I lost touch
And became a one man band
So now
I just keep it inside
I would have fought to the death for your respect
I would have fought till the end
Tried my hardest but I still broke promises
So Now I just keep it inside
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Zeta :
PRESENTE
Mi Gente
PRESENTE
Sudamérica
PRESENTE
Centroamérica
PRESENTE
Norteamérica
Ilegales
Pa todos los inmigrantes del mundo
Ceschi:
Ellos me conocen por la calle
Te conocen a ti ?
(?Te conocen a ti ?)
Papi que tu quieres con mi comité ?
Ni tengo tiempo pa discutir
(Pero tengo mi team)
Yo no soy callejero
Ni tengo tiempo pa morir
(Sobreviví)
Póntete bravo si quieres
Pero basicamente me fui
Ceschi:
Think about the day that your Grandpa got taken away in a bodybag
Think about the day that your Grandpa got taken away in a bodybag
Sixo died in first place, Bobby told me to say that
Sixo died in first place, Bobby told me to say that
When your best friends peace or face ten years for the sale of medicinal grass
Sometimes it’s fucking sad
Sometimes you can only laugh
I stole this swag from Rory, now he’s gonna be on the track
Peace to Casca and the mighty Ruby Yacht taking over underground rap
The day you realize that you need nothing is the day you gain everything back
The day you realize that you need nothing is the day you gain everything back
The day you realize that you mean nothing - is everything…
Keep telling myself “love the person, hate the system”
but when the person is born out the cunt of the system damn that’s a difficult mission to finish
But listen….
when I say “fuck the police” please understand what I mean
i’m not talking about anybody in particular
Not your mommy
Or cool uncle Steve
fuck the history that made it a job that civilization even needs
What is the difference between a psycho and sociopath ?
I said
What is the difference between a psycho and sociopath ?
One is a learned behavior
Some have been praised as American saviors
One is a learned behavior
The other is born
Have you thought about another baby being killed in an immigration camp?
I said
Have you thought about another baby being killed in an icy immigration camp?
Always remember Chile 1973 They were killing folk singers too
Always remember Allende in 72..
1…
Now the folk singer is sold in a floppy hat to the youth
On a Target commercial filmed at a craft salt store in Portland Oregon
Holler at me Victor Jara
This is for you
Holler at me Victor Jara
(Paloma)
R.A.P. Ferreira :
I think about the day my daddy got taken in handicuffs
Police need to ante up
And it could be morbid
Word to Fred Hampton and all my heroes thwarted
Word to Sixo and the celestial orchid
Word to the sicko rocking the Hammond organ
Word to Crisco on jail bars
Word to clown cars because that’s what we pulling up in
Looking like a Tutsi legend
Niggas is spooky and irreverent
Split a loosie with my reverend
He said ignore the goofies and their suggestions
The
Ruby Yacht
Kept it pushing in every dimension
Pimp the ever after
Toe tapper
Grins at red snapper
This right chyea you call a slapper
Peace to Fake Four and Child Actor
My whole life I been a factor
Now I’m just a benefactor
My job don’t come name placard
altered Destiny, same password
This that ass whooping you ain’t ask for
‘til the hands hurt
’til the hands hurt
This that hand work
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We were born and told that all our dreams would come true
Disney taught us how to make believe and consume
wanna fuck, do drugs and dance to pretty pop tunes
while the planet burns around us
I lost my eyesight
More than a couple of times
tried to find it
Wound up stuck in the same life
lost my eyesight
more than a couple of times
tried to find it
Wound up stuck
Another Zoom funeral invite
Hard to count the bodies on the screen
further we get separated from each other
More it seems we live in post-reality
Post-reality
Post-reality
Listen This ain’t even really happening
Easier to navigate a fantasy
Post reality
Post reality
Listen This ain’t even really happening
Easily distracted from the Tragedy
Hand out fame like food stamps
Tech Corporations
Call it content
Make us sing and dance
And Make the people laugh
For table scraps
And we’re so content
We were born and taught to worship many idols
Deadbeat Forefathers and Psychopathic Tycoons
We can play
But don’t forget who owns the game, fool
Take some time to think about the ways they play you
lost my eyesight
More than a couple of times
tried to find it
Wound up stuck in the same life
lost my eyesight
More than a couple of times
tried to fight it
Wound up stuck
“So on the nose”
So what?
I know.
No metaphor necessary
gotta write clearly
Sometimes
For the couple people that’ll hear me
Barely Living
And I hardly even pray
But if Saint Lucy
helps me see
Maybe I can find my way
But her eyes are in a golden plate
And I’ve been stuck inside a place that turned me into prey
Predatory power tripping stripping flesh off anything that we create
Wanna watch you give birth
Watch you have fun
We don’t call it work
Wanna watch it when you cum
Watch you get hurt
Wanna watch your body buried in the dirt
More than a couple of times
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Is it normal to feel like
Danny Trejo’s decapitated head on a
Tortuga shell moving slow
on the border ?
When did Fucks reach an all time low ?
Shot all my ducks in a row
Shot all my ducks in a row
Foie gras ain’t good for the soul
Foie gras disgusts me
So I’m gone
So I’m gone
Tortured by my endless empathy
Feeling for another selfish being
Time and time again
Passive aggressive
Silent games
of Words with Friends will end
Wounds will stay infected
festering
Nothing even left to be defending
Yes I made my bed
And it seems I’ll probably never learn my lesson till I’m dead
Aerosmith
Get a grip
40 years of mistakes
Will break you
Take the cake and bread
Stop your inner voices talking garbage
Make some sense
Or create art again
Loss can lead to such a
Sweet relief
I don’t need your bullshit sympathy
Hang on to the violent wild feeling
Nobody can take from
Deep inside of me
Entitlement’s a nascent beast
Watch you manifest some vacant dreams
Done playing the role of a pawn piece
seems You wish to change my core beliefs
Wanted somebody who thought like me
But you never really wanted me
Wanted somebody who sang like me….
We don’t talk no more
But i haven’t lost hope
So i won’t go and change your profile photograph on my cell phone
We can’t talk no more
And your grave is now cold
But I won’t go and change your profile photograph on my cell phone
“What a loss,
What a loss"
They say
But A lot comes
from
letting go
“What a loss,
What a loss”
Phil (Elverum) sang
But a lot comes
from
letting go
Aches and pains will eventually fade
Scars are permanently here to stay
Try to be grateful for the moments
Not trying to feel some type of way
It is frustrating to say to least
Struggling to know what’s wrong with me
Tried to figure out with therapy
But left with questions that need answering
Do I need Nirvana Lithium
to analyze my youth experience ?
Do I need lessons in forgiveness
To come to terms with abuse from back then ?
All of us are victims in some way
My head’s not yet sitting on a plate
Only wish that I could find a less destructive path to get me to the heaven’s gate
Already wearing the Black Nikes
Waiting for a UFO to find me
Parasites attach
that are sucking fast
And they’re stopping me from reaching peace
I don’t need your fucking sympathy
I don’t need your fucking sympathy
Many friends are dead and Im probably next
Got no time to waste on those feelings
You all keep your expectations high
Disappointment comes
So then you fly
Away
Such convenience
Leaving some mess of a man
To dig his grave at night
It’s all good I’m here to face the fight
Already prepared for black ice / eyes
It’s all Goodie Mob
sky high
No one can erase love I’ve felt in this lifetime
We don’t talk no more
But i haven’t lost hope
So i won’t go and change your profile photograph on my cell phone
We can’t talk no more
And your grave is now cold
But i won’t go and change your profile photograph on my cell phone
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Dumb Quixote
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I’ve survived
Wearing guilt like an old catholic priest
My whole life
I have been
Narrowly escaping
Pissing into fountains of youth
Dumb Quixote
Too preoccupied with my truth
To enjoy anything in this head
Overanalyzing it to dread
You’re Gone
That Makes sense
You’re Gone
That Makes sense
Now I’m barely the person you left
You’re Gone….
I’ve arrived
But it’s not the same without you here
Not sure why
I assumed that you’d always be near
I assumed that you’d always be near
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Did you feel high above the world
While your body crumbled into pieces ?
Were you feeling high above the world
As we all watched you fall deeper into oblivion ?
Wish I could give you your life back
Wish we could take this shit all back
All bad
In the end
Never thought I’d kiss my oldest friend’s head on his death bed
There wasn’t much that we could do
To help you stop killing you
The Sweet poison manipulated boys and
Now half of them are bones underneath us
Never fell in love
with it quite like you
And for that alone i am awfully
Grateful
Don’t expect you back
Lazarus you’re through
But through me you’ll live again
If Not forever
Did you feel high above the world
While your body crumbled into pieces ?
Were you feeling high above the world
As we all watched you fall deeper into oblivion ?
Do you miss me when the light’s off ?
Sleeping in cold Massachusetts
Deep frost
Guess I never even thought that I wanted anyone to be my wife
We were both children and lost
Hurting one another for the sport
Just know that there’ll never be a day when I don’t regret the choices that I made
Feel you bit off bits of my life
And split off to better things ahead
For that I’m thankful
Ain’t chaos a bitch ?
Navigate through it
But we’ll never actually comprehend a thing
Wish i could give you your life back
Wish i could give you your life back
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