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The Freshness

from STATIC by ChronicPhonics

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I was erased as a stencil
pink stub on the tip of a pencil left my frame all bent
and left my brain half mental
I aint worried bout paying for beats
when I get to laying these sheets
of music upon it they'll all be left to decay in the streets
got no Cane but I am Able to cripple step
Hit the ocean til there's nothing but ripples left
Been a little venemous pent off adrenaline
tryin to form my chaos to societal medicine
but Im too kind sometimes
when I design a rhyme
I wanna Kill it like my lyrics made with cyanide
So come on climb inside my Time machine of tiger eyes
Feel the anger of a bengal with the Viper strike
Now I've been known as quite the focal point for local life
so i aligned this whole career for you I hope you like
Got some copious emotions on my psyche
Fight me bitch, you know you wanna be just like me

You want some punchlines?
Well sometimes I snort Koolaid its a funtime
I put the lemon under heaven til Im sublime
Im on endeavours in the moonlight or the sunshine
for fungi, mychorrizal overcome by the confines of
new horizons in my dumb mind
Mr chronic, im melodic only sometimes
hit my karmic outline, promise I'll turn out fine
Yo, I'm just an ice cold gangsta, wait a high roll banker
Hell if I don't make it.
I got my propoganda mask on,fancy suit,
leash of servitude is strapped, just like you
And Imma hop into this race with a conglomerate of faces
but its only fair if we compare the presence of our sameness
Right??
I think its finally time to take this flight
into the soaring outer space of night

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from STATIC, released January 18, 2017

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