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TOMMY D
01:57
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I'm your host Tommy Designer
and you're tuned in to OTPHJ XXXFM Radio
Let's get a vibe going
Someone pass me the imaginary blunt...
Oh yeah.
Oh yeah....
Better know the AKA
Automatic mouth, let the AK spray
Tommy D, what a G, no jk
Make hay while the sun shines, no vacay
Better know the AKA
Automatic mouth, let the AK spray
Tommy D, what a G, no jk
Make hay while the sun shines, no vacay
The king is back, Guinness plaque in his bathroom
He can rap backwards on some 'bap boom'
If you have to face the babyfaced assassin
maybe take an aspirin
sucks— i got the vacuum lungs
fuck gravity— snuck in with levity
bucked nonbelievers and achieved longevity
cleaved a weird lane in the game,
too treacherous for biters to travel
I remain true, effortless
while doing a handstand and ordering drive-through
and repping for San Fran
Not gonna hear that I’m too proud of my damn self—
look at every year that I grew
And I’m proud of my trans fans
who grow better beards than I do
Still the rhyme factory, the haiku mill
your waifu will, at some point, like to chill with
The Will Smith who’s not Will Smith in any way
Any gray hairs on my huge balls
you can check bouncing on the deck of my U-Haul trailer
hitched to my chromed-out butt plug
cut from the pants of my tux by my A-plus tailor
for the the nights that I step out
just to stunt on the haters.
Better know the AKA
Automatic mouth, let the AK spray
Tommy D, what a G, no jk
Make hay while the sun shines, no vacay
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FIREFLIES
03:03
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Well it was one fine day in the Bay when you first came walking my way
And I thunk of how you had a scowl on your grill and a growl in your howl
And the funk of a Shaolin monk
Well dunk me in a bucket of ice
That's just how I like it, you're fitting my size--
a little bit nuts, a lotta bit nice
You put out your mitt and I didn't think twice
Cause back then I couldn't find the volts
I needed a plug to provide the jolt to fight the cold
And in the moment that you first dapped me up
the sky light up with the clap of a lightning bolt
in the shape of a hand in the West Side sign
We came from the land of the big green pines and the concrete streets
And if you want to squad with me
we'll roll deep three lifetimes
Roll deep three lifetimes
Roll deep (roll deep) roll deep
I will sit by your side
Until the fire dies
But we're some fireflies
They can't steal our light
They can't steal our light
They can't steal our light
Sometimes I want to sit like a book in a case
And just look at you cook with a shook look on my face
Like, "I know them, that's my friend"
And you don't know how good that it tastes
to share a part of you
Shit the least I could do is share a bar or two
Let's feast and then share a cigar or two
We're so official and they're just bitter
If they don't give our friendship a Michelin star or two
I'm here to give you your roses
in LA everybody strikes poses
But I watched you split an ocean of fake motherfuckers
And then glide down the middle like Moses
We know nothing comes free
We're D.I.Y. til we D.I.E.
Yeah D.I.Y. til we D.I.E.
You and me, making our light
I will sit by your side
I will sit by your side
I will sit by your side
Until the fire dies
I will sit, will sit, will sit
They can't steal our light
I will sit by your side
Until the fire dies
But we're some fireflies
They can't steal our light
I will sit by your side
Until the fire dies
But we're some fireflies
They can't steal our light
They can't steal our light
They can't steal our light
They can't steal our light
They can't steal our light
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LIFE COACH
03:37
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You’ve got so many questions
I’ve got so many bills to pay
I could be your life coach
It’s play or be played
So what do you say?
Come get in the game
Wake every day I shape my whole seminar
What I gotta say to pay my gold credit card?
Under my toupee is gold, but to get it’s hard
Looking down my mind, my mines descend mega far
Crack my hairy head, my canary’s dead
buried lead pipes in the sewer of my soul
But when you’re ready take my sweaty hand,
I’ve decided that I’m qualified to lead you to your goals!
Feed you and teach you self care; Call me your sifu I swear
Find your potential, it’s there; I can take Venmo or Square
Never take N-O for answer, pump up tempo
Dump other people who fuck up your mental
But I’m essential as air
I know you what you been through,
I bet I can fix you up
But, don’t ask who can fix me
flip a dime into my cup, cause
I could be your life coach
I could be your life coach
Come get in the game
Sink is full, pits are rank, afternoon naps
Pitiful, empty tank, swiping dumb apps
Internet nicotine kicking my ass
Baking like chicken strips under heat lamps
Though I’m not dealing with what I’m now feeling
My inner competitor, like I’m Pete Samps
Rising up, writing down my profound lessons
Come get em, hot off depressions:
Visualize, see the prize, minimize desbelief
Jealousy what thief, be your best self
Hear complaint and assess, place intent
Man at rest, never will manifest wealth
Take a breath, make a mess, letterpress, watercress
Beta test, if I’m not making sense
Maybe listen, cause I got that wisdom that you’re missing
Isn’t this essential for your mind’s health?
You’ve got so many problems (so many fucked up problems)
I’ve got so many things I need (things I need)
I’m not a fan of mirrors
It’s play or be played
So what do you say?
Come get in the game
I could be your life coach
I could be your life coach
I could be your life coach
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It all looks good to me!
You so goddamn crucial
Got me locked up like Madame Tussaud
I bow down to ya, I'm glad I knew ya
Got a long haired friend told him "hallelujah"
When you walked in cause I must have froze
Young Christ walked up to adjust my pose
And close my jaw, but let's get juxtaposed--
right next to each other
Cause it all looks good to me!
Get loose, get boosted
If I'm dreamin I feel so lucid
Let's lose it, go find it
Sweat it out til you got your own climate
Spit shine it up and enshrine it
So divine, it's so perfect
What's your position on being worshipped?
I can see through you like a window pane
No part of you I wouldn't sniff cocaine from
See through you like a looking glass
And if you want to you can eat my
heart out
It all looks good to me!
Said it all looks good to me!
all looks good to me!
Said, it all looks good to me!
all looks good to me!
Me and you could be "us" tonight
Like, "excuse us while we touch the sky"
I like what I like cause it's customized to me my shit
I need gotta justify shit
You got me feeling like a billionaire
I'll eat the pie crust and the silverware too
I dare you to make me your chair
Cause it looks so looks so looks so good to me
Couldn't imagine that I would have it this good though
Waited waited, and waited for you it took so
Damn long, I'm shaking I think you should know
Everybody who ever came before is a footnote
of a footnote, but you're the entire book though
Fuck no, you are the library
I took a look at the cover
but never could put you outta my mind
I can see through you like a window pane
No part of you I wouldn't sniff cocaine from
See through you like a looking glass
And if you want to you can eat my
heart out
It all looks good to me!
Said it all looks good to me!
all looks good to me!
Said, it all looks good to me!
all looks good to me!
Said it all looks good to meeeee
all looks good to meeeee
all looks good to me!
all looks good to me!
Let's go, now
One time, two steps to the right
Now two to the left
Now two times, two steps to right
And back, clap clap!
It's all looks good to me!
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
It's all looks good to me!
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
It's all looks good to me!
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
It's all looks good to me!
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
It all looks to me! (It all looks good to me!)
I can see through you like a window pane
It all looks to me! (It all looks good to me!)
No part of you I wouldn't sniff cocaine from
It all looks to me! (It all looks good to me!)
See through you like a looking glass
It all looks to me! (It all looks good to me!)
And if you want to you can eat my heart out
It all looks to me!
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WAVE
02:50
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Just got back in town
Why don’t you call me?
We should distract ourselves
Before we fall asleep
I got shit to do
On my hamster wheel
I been missing you
But don’t say I’m falling
Down on planet earth
Just another cursed, lovely day
See the billionaires
In their rocket ships
Everybody just wave!
Joey floating in a space suit
What the fuck’s that got to do with us?
Hey, you want to split a grapefruit?
Things are different now but you adjust.
There’s a lot we should do
But that ‘should’ is a word that should off itself
There’s a lot now who feel how we feel
Does that hurt more, or does it help?
Down on planet earth
Just another cursed, lovely day
See the movie stars
In their limousines
Everybody just wave!
Baby this is living
Maybe shit is different on a whole different timeline I
Wanna taste heaven like Aretha Franklin I’m not looking to bail out
I know while I’m waving someone’s waving at me
Life is giving it back back back
I been busy wishing, all my inhibitions would be melting away
Down on planet earth
Just another cursed, lovely day
See the billionaires
In their rocket ships
See the movie stars
in their limousines
Baby look at us
in the ceiling mirror
Everybody just wave
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
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DEAR AUNT POLLY
02:44
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You were half my age
When you bumped your head
And never saw the sun again
So I never got to meet you
But your disease pumps through my skin
So I feel like I know you
Proud that we got this little club
In our temporal lobes
Every time I shut my eyes
I know that could be the time
When I join another club
Where we all must go
Dear Aunt Polly
Never saw it coming
I think that’s the way to roll
Dear Aunt Polly
Soon enough we’re coming (what's the rush, what's the rush?)
I just woke up on my kitchen floor
I’ve got some cuts and a black eye
I’m 34 and I just lost my driver’s license again
I just woke up on my kitchen floor
I like alone in a small house
I feel like shit
But shit I’m grateful to feel something at all
Dear Aunt Polly
Never saw it coming
I think that’s the way to roll
Dear Aunt Polly
Soon enough we’re coming
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If you can't stay then leave tomorrow
But lemme borrow one
Just one more day
Burn me like a cigarette
You can blow me out the window
But you don't have to do it yet
I could be your nicotine it won't be lonely
Look at me! What a pro how I kick my can down the road each day
I'm Lionel Messi with the Campbell's soup
I'm seeking one day, cause one day means nothing to forever
But everything to me
If you can't stay then leave tomorrow
But lemme borrow one
Just one more day
If you can't stay then leave tomorrow
But lemme borrow one
Just one more day
In the morning in the brand new dawn light
I gotta get up and then make my bed
Lemme lie in in it 5 minutes
Get my head screwed on tight
Move on right, I won't fight, I got my memories
They don't fly out my mind when I sneeze
This was better than a good thing
Pretty please don't only judge a good thing how it ends
When it ends
Every second together we get is better than a solo moment
Put the negative energy in my pocket
I can throw those woes away
So glad we got to be together
So mad we gotta leave forever
Universe! Fuck you.
Wait wait, universe! Would you cut me a deal?
How bout a second? How bout a minute?
How bout a week? How bout a month? How bout a year?
Okay one day, one day, one day
If you can't stay then leave tomorrow
But lemme borrow one
Just one more day
If you can't stay then leave tomorrow
But lemme borrow one
Just one more day
I'm not a stick of gum I swear I won't stay in your hair
You're welcome to go
But why be quick to run, the sun can take one lap
Why not make your exit slow?
If you can't stay then leave tomorrow
But lemme borrow one
Just one more day
If you can't stay then leave tomorrow
But lemme borrow one
Just one more day
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Goodbye my dear, my bus departs today at four
I’ve got these itchy bones, they tug me out the door
I think that love’s an art that you can teach, but
So far just beyond my reach
Watching rusted train tracks through the dusty land
Goodbye my dear, the wind is kissing at my hand
My luggage strap bites heavy where it rests
This baggage eats into my flesh
You’ve been on the road
Drop your heavy woes
Those bodies that you you carry in a duffel bag on your back
You’ve got some troubles to unpack
My daddy wasn’t there, my mama couldn’t win
I look for lovers that are zipped inside their skin
I want the one
who doesn’t want me back
I’ve got some troubles to unpack
You’ve been on the road
Drop your heavy woes
Those bodies that you you carry in a duffel bag on your back
You’ve got some troubles to unpack
You’ve been on the road
Drop your heavy woes
Those bodies that you you carry in a duffel bag on your back
You’ve got some troubles to unpack
You’ve got some troubles to unpack
You’ve got some troubles to unpack
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9. |
"WE"
03:13
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Imagine what we could do
Imagine what we could do, me and you
Imagine what we could do together
Imagine what we, imagine--
Who the fuck is "we"?
Who the fuck is "we"?
Who the fuck is "we" supposed to be?
We spit a game on how bringing people together is better than separated but I am
Another wannabe individual caught in the digital economy, my my my
If you get that money like at the bar mitzvah
don’t count the pot til shit til hit hits the
big fan so cue the big band and bounce
Cause there is no man you should ever bow to
I never cold have lived the dream without you
I know my dream is not your passion
So go make that cash and
Go go pay some cats
And tell em to imagine
what you all could be
Together
Imagine what we could do
Together
Imagine what we could do, me and you
Who the fuck is "we"?
Together
Who the fuck is "we"?
Together
all my life had a need wanna lead but the truth is I don’t want to be the boss
Every time, gonna find when you mixing business and friends gotta pay the cost
I don’t want to make cold decisions
But sometimes I can feel my ambition
Creeping under my skin, it’s the tension of power there is
no man you should ever bow to
I never could have come this far without you
I know my dream is not your passion
If you need it, ask it
I will be your asset til I'm in my casket
I'll be there for you
To
To
Together
Me and you
Who the fuck is "we"?!
Who the fuck is "we"?!
Who the fuck is "we"?!
Who the fuck is "we"?!
Who the fuck is "we"?!
Imagine what we could do
Imagine what we could do
Imagine what we could do, me and you
Imagine what we could do
Imagine what we could do, me and you
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gwatsky Los Angeles, California
George Watsky is a poet, author and hip hop artist.
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