1. |
Nighttime #1
01:05
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2. |
Suburbia
03:10
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Suburbia
Never really kept the key low
Only listened to music that got us emo
Dreamt of big money from not casinos
Good friends become godfathers like Al Pacino
Fly by the seat of my chinos
We tryna stroll off the beaten camino
Everybody always been asleep on the stilo
And these small town bitches ain't really feed my libido
Seen skirts on skirts on skirts drop down
Seen good girls under 20 bellies pop out
Seen a papa dip out
She the one she the one who can't hop out
It's a goddamn shame over here
Wheelchair-ridin' old ways over here
Steeples are feeble more needles than people
Spiegel im spiegel
Suburbia won't take me home I know
I know I know I know I know better
I know I know I know
Suburbia won't take me home I know
You gon' be alright, too many trees with caught kites
The window candles always on the lookout for the headlights
Doin' donuts in the country
Rip bogues somethin' like a counterfeit Mugsy
I sit low free flow ego chubby
If I ain't dress like them I guess I'm ugly
None of our ex-girls love us
Heard about it in the VW
Trippin' like we all had lice
Head-scratch summers
I still ain't know shit 'bout the grand scheme
No one understand me, man in the mirror prolly damned me
Run a lot to keep from gettin' antsy, hands gettin' clammy
Guilt trips to and from the pantry
Remember GOAT
Ain't no stay gon' make me
The GOAT I know
Streetside lookin' like Seahaven so Truman get to movin'
Suburbia won't take me home I know
I know I know I know I know better
I know I know I know
Suburbia won't take me home I know
You gon' be alright, too many trees with caught kites
The window candles always on the lookout for the headlights
Just hit the guard rail
And we were swervin', yeah
Suburbia won't take me home I know
I know I know I know I know better
I know I know I know
Suburbia won't take me home I know
You gon' be alright, too many trees with caught kites
The window candles always on the lookout for the headlights
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3. |
No Regard
03:27
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No Regard
It stormed onto the floor and petrichor ensued
And I was partnerless mid-street skip to my lou
Arm out got dizzy waitin' for you
The moon's youth ended newspaper hit the stoop
I was alone
I was alone
Karma gon' come sometime to get ya
And ain't no nomad can outrun that (we know)
I hunt for ghosts that hide in rooms of weed fog
Could break my neck the way I'm playin' leap frog (top heavy)
All the food for thought you dropped in hopes of seagulls
There's lava under seesaws, now your feet gone
I was alone
I was alone
Karma gon' come sometime to get ya
And ain't no nomad can outrun that (we know)
Rock and roll is too cold for your coat
Rock and roll is too cold for your coat
Rock and roll is too cold for your coat
Rock and roll is too cold for your coat
Rock and rollin', baby rock and rollin'
Baby rock and rollin', baby rock and roll
Baby rock and rollin', baby rock and roll
Baby it's too, baby it's too, baby it's too cold
Ah karma
This karma gon' come sometime to get ya
And ain't no nomad can outrun that (we know)
I always knew that karma gon' come back around
Karma gon' come sometime to get ya
And ain't no nomad can outrun that
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4. |
Nighttime OCD
05:29
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Nighttime OCD
Wonderin' does this repetition get me anywhere
Number 8 rhymes with great, so that's what I'm gonna be
Superstition yields paranoia
And plans get foiled, the chance recoils
How many times I gotta do somethin' before it's okay
How many times I gotta do somethin' before it's the right way
And what's the right way
What even is the right way
There's gonna be a ghost of me
Cus of my OCD
In the night, the night, the night, the night, the night, the night, yeah
In the night, the night, the night, the night, the night, the night, yeah
Superstition one bad batch of cocaine for ya head
You put me to bed and now you keepin' me up aw god
Superstition yields paranoia
And plans get foiled, the chance recoils
Stare a hole in the wall see my hand still on the poster
So can I say that I'm actually closer
One day Imma be like number 8
All good all good all good all good sir
There's gonna be a ghost of me
Cus of my OCD
In the night, the night, the night, the night, the night, the night, yeah
In the night, the night, the night, the night, the night, the night, yeah
Ah there's gonna be a ghost of me
Cus of my OCD
In the ni- the, the night, the, the night
In the night, the night, the night, the, the night
Aw yeah now
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5. |
Honeymoon Phase
05:30
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Honeymoon Phase
Baby girl, can we just talk for a while
And lay in each other's arms
It's been a long time since I've
Seen your face, but now it's
Smiling back at mine
Velcro eyes lock up and break me down
Velcro eyes lock up and break me down
Honeymoon Phase
What if it never went away
Honeymoon Phase
Start to feel you fall away
Start to feel you fall away
Start to feel you fall away from me
From me yeah, from me yeah
Baby girl, now there are birds who sing at night
A song of silent parks
And how your hair fell over the truth
But my chest was loose cus I'd
Mistook November for June
Still your
Ah your velcro eyes lock up and break me down
Honeymoon Phase
What if it never went away
Honeymoon Phase I
Start to feel you fall away
Start to feel you fall away
Start to feel you fall away from me
Don't get too close or I push you away
From me yeah, from me yeah
From me yeah yeah
From me yeah yeah
From me yeah yeah yeah
Things can evolve and be solved
So that don't mean whatever was isn't still
Things can evolve and be solved
So that don't mean whatever was isn't still
But things can devolve and dissolve
But that don't mean whatever was wasn't real
But things can devolve and dissolve
But that don't mean whatever was wasn't real
No
Things can evolve and be solved
So that don't mean whatever was isn't still
Things can evolve and be solved
So that don't mean whatever was isn't still
But things can devolve and dissolve
But that don't mean whatever was wasn't real
But things can devolve and dissolve
But that don't mean whatever was wasn't real
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6. |
Bad Health
05:54
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Bad Health
Mama, mama, mom I need help
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad health
I don't want bad health to make a bitter old man outta me
An old man oughta be set up right so he can stand upright
I don't want bad health to place any more space in between
You and me that we don't need
It's all my fault and you been takin' the blame
Bad health
Bad health
Woke up on construction hours, eyes all bloodshot
Car crashed in the garage, sound like a gunshot
Woman in my bed who I ain't got no feelings for
And a candle burnin' on the ground coulda burned the house down
We did lines on a plate in a room
With a lamp overturned like fiends and me
I don't know what it means to be a kid
And I keep on trying to find out, guess I'll only know when I'm old
Bad Health
Had drink in between our legs on the freeway
Had a cop to our right saw our lives on replay
Almost hit him cus I wanna be the DJ
Still wanna spin, might go and pull the e-brake
When I heard that your good friend died
Cus his lungs got fried, I was still pullin' smoke into mine
All that made me feel like a king
Got a quota made up in my head and my head rings
This gon' be a long ride like a limousine
But somehow I think that I could make it to the other end
I had been so innocent, I had been a coward
I had been the nice guy, the one that you were proud of
But I had had enough of not knowin' nothin'
Learned who I was cus I learned who I wasn't
Pursued my own pollution and arrived at confusion
And I'm still there, now I'm more aware of where I gotta go
Disregard what I said, disregard what I sung
I'm the only one that change could ever come from
Please ma, just for a little while
I got a couple things that Imma try to reconcile
In this stretch, when I need you the most
Even if I ask ma you gotta resist, it's my wish
Don't do your job, don't be my friend
Don't gimme help, but don't blame yourself
And don't ask me why, cus you will find out
When I find my way back into your arms
With my head up high, like the good old times
Finally feelin' like the man you always saw me as
Mama, mama, mom I need help
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad health
I don't want bad health to make a bitter old man outta me
An old man oughta be set up right so he can stand upright
I don't want bad health to place any more space in between
You and me that we don't need
It's all my fault and you been takin' the blame
Bad health
Bad health
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7. |
Roaring 20s
05:37
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Roaring 20s
Ain't gonna let 'em have me in a
Depression by my thirties
You gone your whole life livin' by the book
That's how you have measured how you're doin'
I ain't ever no preconceptions
That was everything you ever wanted
Get that
Nothin' would last forever
Parker Street made me remember
Nothin' would last forever
Ya'll would be gone in the mornin'
Roaring 20s
Ain't gonna let 'em have me in a
Depression by my thirties
You told me you wanted to be on the stage
You told me you wanted to be more dangerous
I told you I wanted some stability
I told you I want it how you got it
Get that
Nothin' would last forever
Parker Street made me remember
Nothin' would last forever
Ya'll would be gone in the mornin'
Roaring 20s
Ain't gonna let 'em have me in a
Depression by my thirties
Ya'll will go wherever you will
And I know I can't stop you from that
At times our kitchen got fully filled
And it was only us being in this world
Aw baby yeah
Yellow American Spirits
Gon' take me through the night
Yellow American Spirits
Gon' take me through the night
Yellow American Spirits
Gon' take me through the night
Yellow American Spirits
Gon' take me all through the night
Aw yeah
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8. |
Phat's Interlude
01:24
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9. |
Traffic In Virginia
05:19
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Traffic In Virginia
Blood below an eye
And purple was the other side
Young was one and old was two
Somethin's stirrin' in ya
Beeps and shouts
And weary arms awoke out windows
None would bother
Traffic in Virginia
A whole heart feels everybody else's
Lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be selfless
Whole heart feels everybody else's
Lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be selfless
Seat belt unclicked
The driver door undid
I thought I'd see a suicide
Somethin's stirrin' in ya
Four of five were left inside
All tiptoe-eyed and petrified
Collar torn by passenger hands
Traffic in Virginia
A whole heart feels everybody else's
Lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be selfless
Whole heart feels everybody else's
Lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be
Stole the vacancy
From the line of fire
And spoke until his blood was drier
Got in their vehicles
And drove away with dusty waves
It was just another day
Of traffic in Virginia
A whole heart feels everybody else's
I lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be
A whole heart feels everybody else's
I lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be
I lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be
I lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be
I lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be, if I could
Lose sleep in my dream, I'd rather be
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10. |
David
05:23
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David
My son, what have you got to fear until your life stops
Nothin'
And what have you got to lose until you lose life
Nothin'
And what gon' cut ya, but a bullet or a knife
Nothin'
Well if we ain't got tomorrow, at least we don't know
At least we got tonight
That day will come
When we'll ride around on that yellow bus
And with a pet monkey on my shoulder
I'll invite you over
And with that sparkle in your eye
You'll see the same in mine
And then you'll know
You'll know that, the whole entire time,
I had you in mind
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11. |
Rockefeller
04:19
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Rockefeller
I move like a hockey puck through a desert
And float a bowling ball aboard a feather
If I should die before midnight
You better be sure I'll make sure they know me right
You gonna
Know me right
You gonna
Know me right
I keep a flask down by my dick, go to the show
They kick me out, throw my ID into the snow
Mmm I could never even listen to my idols
Same hand on my collar was a hand in the air next time I was there
You gonna
Know me right
You gonna
Know me right
(I don't know what I'm doin', but I'm doin' somethin'
Imma keep it goin' anyway and hope it get me somethin'
I don't know what I'm doin', but I'm doin' somethin'
Imma keep it goin' anyway and hope it get me somethin')
I'm not a sailor, I'm the whole sea, so how could I drown
No one's a fortune teller who can't tell for themselves
When August comes up
When August comes up
Keep tryna kill me go 'head
I pray until I run my shower cold
To never throw my towel in mid-season
When all I've been coached about fails
The fog in the mirror will fade by the time I get dressed (I know)
You gonna
Know me right
You gonna
Know me right
So when you're in the year you got in your wallet
You've unstabled your times and still survived
They told you who you are and you almost believed it
11:59 outside Rockefeller I'm still breathin'
(And I was right outside the center of everything, like this
I don't know what I'm doin', but I'm doin' somethin'
Imma keep it goin' anyway and hope it get me somethin'
I don't know what I'm doin', but I'm doin' somethin'
Imma keep it goin' anyway and hope it get me somethin')
I'm not a sailor, I'm the whole sea, so how could I drown
No one's a fortune teller who can't tell for themselves
When August comes up
When August comes up
I'm not a sailor, I'm the whole sea, so how could I drown
No one's a fortune teller who can't tell for themselves
When August comes up
When August comes up
When August comes up
When August comes up
When August comes up
Go 'head
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12. |
Nighttime #2
00:55
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13. |
Nobody
04:13
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Nobody
Nobody is losin' sleep over me
Nobody is losin' sleep over me
Nobody is losin' sleep over me
Nobody is losin' sleep over me
I hate it's okay to fuck up
I hate it's okay to fuck up
I hate it's okay to fuck up
I hate it's okay to fuck up, I do
I hate it's okay to fuck up
I hate it's okay to fuck up
I hate it's okay to fuck up
I hate it's okay to fuck up, ah yeah
One more time
One more time
One more time, ooo yeah
One more time
One more time
One more time, yeah
One more time
One more time
Nobody is losin' sleep over me
And maybe baby that's the only way, ah yeah
Nobody got insomnia for me
And nobody losin' sleep over me
Nobody got insomnia for me now
One more time
One more time, yeah
One more time, yeah
One more time, ah fuck it now
One more time
One more time
Nobody got insomnia for me
And ah that's the only way
Nobody is losin' sleep over me
Nobody is losin' sleep over me
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Cab Ellis Los Angeles, California
Cab Ellis reminds you why your favorite music was made by bands, combining the power and spirit of rock & roll with the lyricism of hip-hop.
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