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letra de asitoilon - yung hazy

[intro]
“infinity,” god said. “play again, another move.”
“we are both gods,” i said
and another infinite regress was set off
“infinity,” god said
“i am you, and you are you,” i said. “you have divided yourself in two, to play against yourself. i, who am one half, i do not remember, but you do! as it says in the gita, as krishna says to arjuna…”

[verse 1]
don’t take a second to clue in
let me do the honors, i thank all ten of you who are tuned in
climbing out my tomb, room dusty, the floor covered with half-sprayed glass bottles of ubik
year and a half, thought this microphone would be useless
saw the riddles as a distraction to improvement
seeking knowledge of self could be life’s puzzle’s deducement
either that or i’m running loops
scanners categorize the groups
hand ‘em banners to instigate, let them handle it as a feud
i’ve been d-mned to more than a few recurring images
of nightmare futures, secret religions, and entire lives lived within a black iron prison (bro you trippin)
lil b-tch, no sh-t
what say the psychopomp?
shift into vivid fiction or hit ‘em with a riflestock?
kid didn’t listen he traded life to be a psychonaut
driftin in the bardo, slo-mo, no form corporeal
[chorus]
as i toil on and on
as i toil on and on (and on, and on, and on)
as i toil on and on
as i toil on and on (and on, and on, and on)

[verse 2]
as i toil on
nine letters get pushed into isolation
and told to find they self-worth meaning in occupation
probably should have chose a word without a double meaning russian forces have deployed as vlad faces his evening
no masquerade of appeas-m-nt
but flimsy solidarity
tiptoeing lines of a battleground isn’t parity, or is it?
depends on the spelling and how you listen
shine some light for the clarity, stellar as cosmophysics
one question
does the dust you were made of, have a creator?
and if so, can you please, tell the f-cker to wait up?
i’m trapped inside this pale blue dot
and tell ‘em skip the apology i already noticed that he forgot
infinite regress dialectical driven thoughts
and if your answer was a no, beg the simulation to stop
but if these shouted ones and zeroes don’t do sh-t
i’m back to square one of this graph chart, to plot
[pre-chorus]
alone
and cold
in, i-so-lation (lation)
alone
and cold
in, i-so-lation
(waiting) (for what?)

[chorus]
as i toil on and on
as i toil on and on (and on, and on, and on)
as i toil on and on
as i toil on and on (and on, and on, and on)

[outro]
“infinity,” god said
i was silent
“play again,” god said
“i cannot play to infinity,” i said
“i will die before that point comes.”
“then you are not god,” god said. “but i can play throughout infinity, i am god. play.”

- yung hazy

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