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letra de snowcrashed - william blue

think i took too much
think i made a fatal error here
(oh no, what are we gonna do?)
(wait, you’re closing your eyes)
(keep your eyes open)
(keep your eyes open)
oh, here we go
(william?)

yeah
this is a blue screen of death trip
more hard-hitting than an
impromptu diplomatic rendez-vous
with manny pacquiao’s left fist
this is william blue on some
grand theft autopilot
super reckless
dangerous
but i guess that’s subjective
might f-ck around with some
sparkly vampires and accidentally
get my neck bit
might steal a helicopter and
crash into an appalachian avalanche
while eating the apple
snow white’s doppelgänger
poisoned granny smith with
fairytale nonfiction
racing thoughts
straight out of my twisted
post-postmodern headcanon
straight up madcap poetic madness
but this isn’t wonderland
do i look like alice?
this is the 37th chamber of a very
special black and blue christmas
streaming inside a snowglobe
near you
our audience is massive
unlike my method, man
it’s half-subtracted
or split
got a liquid sword on deck
whenever i spit
airport security can’t detect it
plus, it’s super effective, shiny
and reflective
yeah
william blue on some
wu-tang meets mulan
who am i inside sh-t
a shaolin?
a monk who talks and wears orange?
either way, they’ll still see me as
whitewashed
so is this a life lesson?
’cause all i really learned was that
selfies aren’t a valid form of
self-reflection
look at my hair though
don’t these jet black waves mean
i’m a little unpredictable?
or spontaneous
yeah
that’s got a better connotation
and while we’re at it
thoughts and prayers to
who i used to be though
r.i.p. to the precursors to the
me i be in twenty twenty-three, yo
or twenty thirty-three
or whatever year we’re in
hey, what’s my name again?
i’ve been called a sick misfit
maybe a compliment
but last i checked, it ain’t
printed on my birth certificate
where’s trump when you need him?
like, does anyone know the
digits of my age again?
blink once if you feel me
’cause y’all aren’t speaking
just watching like i’m either
amazing or crazy
a victim of a series of
happy accidents
how tragic
just call me malachi inconsistent

see, i took life for granted
but i’ve changed since
for instance
i no longer have a death wish
but my tidal waves can still beach
all these so-called big fish
or sharks or whales or mermaids
you name it
forces of nature
don’t do discrimination
as long as it’s aquatic
as long as that bass-er
bass hits
as long as it stands between
me, myself and greatness
like the reality matrix
manifesting exits like a pro escapist
oh, i mean, escape artist
like houdini
david blaine or
kanye west from
adidas sponsorships
my battery runs all day until
forever, man
like if energizer made kicks

still, these 3d meat vessels expire
d-mn
no warranties
much less guarantees
and this one can’t contain
the entirety of me
my being
my spirit
my soul primordial though
my ego wondering if
immortality will ever get old
like jumpman mike did
yeah
will i stay bold?
spirit gold
aura indigo
with blue streaks all around it
looking heaven-sent and h-ll-bound
mere mortal with a demigod complex

but only feel semi-divine when
i’m high out my mind
or hospitalized
survived every single time
sanity been verified
like, four, five times
no blue check
alien in disguise as an avatar
no blue skin
no recent psych eval
psyche too busy evolving into
something posthuman
ahem, excuse me

nah
grammarly didn’t grammar check this
and you’d be hard-pressed to find
chatgpt’s fingerprints on
any of these lyrics
take a spearmint hint
let me refresh your memory
of who i is, am being right now
and chewing up the scenery
like it’s 5 gum
(what does it feel like?)
mmm
at this rate
if i find a way to disable
my tendency to hesitate with
my peppermint trident
i might just make it
no
ummm

i won’t deviate from this orbit
’til the whole universe
spins this and knows
an earthling named william blue
did spit this and left entire
star systems breathless
with no automation, just brilliance
mixed with realness
blasted on every frequency from
radio station to sp-ce station
as if it’s the only hit in existence
yeah
whoa

speaking of hits
can i get another one?
was-was that the last of the
snowcrash?
hey, are you up?
my eyes are open now
(oh, welcome back, william)
did i miss much?
(just the flow of time)
(you know how it just flows?)
(just-it just never stops, y’know?)
yeah, umm… can i get another hit?
’cause that was
that was f-cking crazy!
(no)
(you-you took way too much)
(snowcrash is no joke)
(it’s not like orange bliss)
(if you’re not careful next time)
(you may never come back to)
(reality, bro…)
i mean, i’m back
you know me
i come back to
reality every time

so ahead of my time
i’m getting high off a drug
that doesn’t even exist yet
(oh my god)
(meet me in the city of dreams)
what?
(terra incognita)

- william blue

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