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letra de don't ask me - jah connery

it’s possible
i’m playing suicide possum still
that’s a lot of real
body count
still hot for cops to k!ll
instead of ice t
playing one up on the tv
dang
like where the f-ck we go as a society?
quietly
seems obvious as miley’s t–th
crying freeze
when they just on the block
trying to breathe
white silence be
violently
hoping that our eyes don’t meet
idle speech
to a feinstein degree
party piety
slice of pie; spice of life variety
as long as your vibe
aligns with that of the riot police
ride or die die die
self-righteous wing
just looking for a whiter kind of peace
why indeed…
good guys on both sides of all the like
race rioting
thanks, guy!
high white knight
boot shining freak…
boots riley line like
maybe we should form a coup
a war between former students
of morehouse and fordham u
sing a fortune farmer martyr tune
park ya little carhart dude
get ready for a harder cool
to start your garden
got to harness tools
even if they’re hard to use
practice until they’re part of you
i don’t know
that feels a little boot strappy
it can’t be that bad
if it makes you so happy
show the sidewalk my (sole/soul) gladly
splattering
don’t wanna know
“whaddupdoe!”
don’t ask me

look
i don’t come to your job
show you how to give your boss
bl-w j-bs
maybe if you pay me as a photog
but i try not to throw knowledge that i know not
oh god
dancing like a robot
to danzig and jerry only
like doyle in the mix
you got the whole team
i’m just here to blow steam
trying to blow reefer
that the wood binds
bokeem
i can only see the visions shown me
i don’t need
that good vibes only crowd
that would be a lonely town
blow me down
boo brought me just to show me out
holy cow!
i’ma go broke fairly soon
scared and its barely noon
hyper aware of doom
prepared to lose
blaring blues
oversharing parables
i’ll get there in moves
my episode ain’t even airable
i made an error
cool…
i’m f-cking up
lucky duck!
he gutted in a sub he found
making ugly sounds
he’s the sunbeam of the undie ground
dummy proud
whole room wanna hug me now
ugh, he fowl!
grumpy-gussy
tuggly wound
cause i ain’t making any money now
in philly, it’s always sunny
all i see are thunder clouds
cotton in my gummy mouth
cotton like a bunny bounce
poppin in a plumber’s crouch
“stop it!”
k i’ll cut it out
i’m just having fun now
excuse me as i touch down
hypomanic highly active
why he average?
chronic sadness
don’t respond to meds
friends don’t respond to panics
and self-defeating narratives
are the going rate for facts since
truth became subjective
in its fabric
“goddammit”
is like my mantra these days
i repeat it speeding on the freeway
i’d believe it if you said i seem strange
either way

- jah connery

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