Some Film About Boston Latest Jams to Buy

Lyrics:

You're all that's needed

when I find I'm heated

The moment that I want to slap

Is then superceded

I'm like a man escaped a trap

But you bury the lead

You're still addicted to the drugs

You're scary to me

What is the vision like

With your head so far up your butt

No Richard Gere Molemen I trust?

I try to stay educated

All you do is get faded

Puts you in a meditative state

But I'm there

Not runnin' for office but observing the world

Why we go to war over one girl

Why is mocha coffee and a chocolate swirl?

What the hell is Triller?

I want to be tolerant of different cultures

But this all feels like bad art house

Too many black turtlenecks and berets I'm out

I weather this rain storm and subsequent drought

Motherfuckers goine go to Dunkin' Donuts

Roll up and get a manager's special

I ain't about to change that

I ain't about to make the end of the world fit inside a rain hat

I ain't about to make you drag your feet

the real world's beautiful to me

How many pornstars get cancer

How tall is Mount Everest Really

I don't have the answer

HV - V2:

Ladies and gentleman I'm here to bless you on the mic

But I've come to terms without being well liked (This fuckin' guy again)

It's Jafar bars and you a Lad in trouble

And that Jasmine with the buble need a genie on his hustle (RING!!!)

Overnight Poltergeist so what comes out of this overbite

Is never an oversight

Kidd Vigg switch up the flow, so why the long face?

Cause I'm the right motherfucker to put you in the wrong place

(THE OVERVIEW) Pass the mic over to a sober you

Hoping you over-stand before I stand over you

(YEAH BOI) Jubilant to my exuberance I'm somethin' special

Rise above the sea of rap stars, I'm celestial

From birth a picture perfect word-smith, these words purge

Anything of worth and purpose beyond the Earth's surface

This gift is the worst curse Like knockin' on the door

With nobody behind the peephole and gettin' pulled through the keyhole!

Motherfuckers goine walk about the town

thinkin' they can talk shit and doubt the sound

I can't really change that

I can't really get you to think the same

while I over-explain my craft

Can't really get you to nod your head to the beat

When it's all so beautiful to me

Why do celebrities die in 3's

Can you explain that shit to me

I don't have the answer

HV: Embarrassing, like walkin' through a train station

trench coat bound with the 4 pound flashing whoever's around

Bout to leave the bench soaked (when this)

SFAB: Lady caught me without my mask

scrollin' instagram without a VPN

saw ass

HV: Now you see me,then? Not so creepy, Jan!

Sellin DVDs? Maybe I should buy one and a churro

SFAB: I forged some ID's for Truro

Unfortunately they all say Bizarro

Livin' in a room under the Interboro

HV: Stuck with a roommate

stealing my wifi, quite vexing, at his door like

Curt Henning; Dead set on a perfect plex

SFAB: I ask who's next

You got A-listers for the B-team

Bunch of college kids about to get test

HV: Or get tested

Lessons for the next kids

addressed them about how all this will effect them

SFAB: The answer's yes

A test to determine John Constantine Hex

Was effective

SFAB: Motherfuckers goine go to Dunkin' Donuts

Roll up and get a manager's special

I ain't about to change that

I ain't about to make the end of the world fit inside a rain hat

I ain't about to make you drag your feet

the real world's beautiful to me

How many pornstars get cancer

How tall is Mount Everest Really

I don't have the answer

HV: Motherfuckers goine walk about the town

thinkin' they can talk shit and doubt the sound

I can't really change that

I can't really get you to think the same

while I over-explain my craft

Can't really get you to nod your head to the beat

When it's all so beautiful to me

Why do celebrities die in 3's

Can you explain that shit to me

I don't have the answer

She's a private school teacher---you're a midnight creeper

One illegal license for one street sweeper

Para-military Harry Carey main feature

Snooze you lose like cartridges of leisure suit Larry

One night I was hanging around the bandstand

Laurence Welk special style a grand slam

Van Damme would have asked a dame if she glad hand

Fidel Castro would have castrated the whole scam

Like a secret agent

Not wanting to exhibit patience

I saw some one standing 'round, patient

Like a patient etherized I'm achin'

from the side waitin

Beside myself not naked

Peepin' tom related

B12 you sunk my battleship

should have had more beans

can't afford a last wish

Things not what they seem

John Travolta drinkin' coffee out a giant cup

Help me understand it dog up

the reverse of up dog

everything from core

Vary the stretch, like frog

I'm not mitch

You need to stop drinking in this smog

Wearing chains like Smaug

Like Sarah Palin singing Baby Got Back

on the Masked Singer

I'm here to test your patience

like washed up comics

put through the ringer

The font of Facebook Messenger

Is Segoe UI

If you feel inclined to dirty up your thoughts

use that font when you write

in Notepad you guy

It was pointed out to me in Youtube comments

that the soldier in Return of the Living Dead Part II

Possessed an M60 rifle enough to shoot a zombie or two

However he is overcome by the undead

This is a metaphor

Too often we succumb to the narrative

Forest for the trees

Alderaan for Endor

I'm not entirely sure what I'm talking about at all times, but here are the lyrics if it helps! And don't hesitate to buy this when I put it on sale very soon.

It was a simple mission on the moon

one of the moons

Maybe the moon of Atreus/ Too soon

Making a mockery of the trajedy that occurred/ 300 scientists into demons/

1 a turd/

Not one of them is Kanye's interview

Your throat gets dry, "cough-cough"

you take the clearview?"

And in the Mahler silence it occurs

You rip a monster fart

Bird is the word

Jesse Ventura gonna hunt Cthulu today

Get bare chested cross his chest with a Machete

You might catch COVID

Heat exposure is a good idea

Cthulu sneezing on a rock?

boy, steer clear

This shit that happen round my way's a regular occurence

Because the same stuff just happened to my n-word Terrence

A week later Masta Ace will found I bit his style

Assuming Youtube metrics make me a star child

So if you find yourself

lamenting the death of great ideas

like how Ben Franklin never

heard Tears for Fears

How Gundanium alloy's a ploy

to defund steel

And how Scorpion picks up women

saying "Come Over Here"

How the Catholic Church

was never the same with

"You Are Near"

How Fleetwood Mac can't take credit

for Edge of Seventeen

How a blue meanie doesn't mean a weed stick

Outboard compressors most of the time are just schtick

It's a long time to figure out all of these problems/ I think the point is I was hoping someone else would solve em/ Like with racism and politics and social media/ reality is they're the same idiots we are/

Not saying that the universe is entropic/

But some sympathy with those we demonize's cathartic/

I understand many of those that don't get back to me/

I'm still confused by those that NEVER get back to me

I had a fantasy when I was a kid that I would level up/

faster than the game of life did/

That life would keep upping the ante

But that it'd seem campy in a long enough time brain moves faster than that/

I'm not saying the inverse happened

That now my life's in shambles, smoke crack on the back end/

But the notion of progress is a bit skewed/

my music is an escape to just be in my mood

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By Source (WP:NFCC#4), Fair use, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?curid=36544614

The corporation lives on!

No it doesn't

That's like saying diversity results

from fuckin' your cousin

If the people all die

No one to move the money

If the planet burns up

Fuck Congress dummy

I'm a sinful man

do 2 screencaps

Deleted Snapchat

That'll soon be irrelevant

For the hell of it

Made it a last club trip

79 dollars in cash

9 drinks, one sin

You seem like an honest lad

Want feedback

You want to post online

All your emails

You want to just opine

over females

You geotag your dick

for sales at retail

Well heart on your sleeve's

2003

Me at 13 swimming in pubescent breeze

Bitch please

You could never claim my pathology

Amongst suspects

despite my own labotomy

The Corporation Lives On!

No it doesn't

That's like saying

Mao Tse Tung

Thinks red is maudlin

That's like saying

Donald Trump likes Circus Peanuts

That Antifa will sit at home

No matter the leader

That's like saying

The Bass O Matic 5000

Isn't just a blender

For more than salmon

That Bill Clinton wasn't

played well by Daryl Hammond

And odetta never sang

Take this hammer

You want sample based hip hop

I give it to you

Out knife fight the phurbah

To old school

Hits from kids like

Oldschool by Danger Doom

Make the two backed beast with

Motown and soul tunes

You wish media was more legit

Give every mouse a purpose

He clamours for great wit

We replace great art with ourselves

Reaching a plateau where

we kill our own transcendence

Orson Wells

Invasion of the body snatchers

Nobody home

We left our bodies unattended

while in Rome

You think an alien race's first

instinct is

never-ending

butt shots of your tukiss

for instagram bliss?

Believe that

And I got a bridge to sell you

You might fight for truth

but I fight to sell you

You say you're Tom Selleck

I saw you're being used

You no Blue Blood

Poop butt you're old news

The Corporation Lives On!

No it doesn't

Seriously Check Citizen's United

It's not a person

The holy Supreme Court has spoken

Don't interrupt or you'll

Get your life tooken

"Well I don't care for this endless

pandering for power

You want to shut me up

Ye of old and dour

Ya'll better shut me up

With some bullet showers

True mothafuckas going out for the loot!

Take that motherfuckers.

There was once a boy who dreamed it all

Spot on the boulevard at the Taj Mahal

Jump start the 90's with a rediscoved VHS rewind me

Jack Black and Mos Def Blackstar The Shining

Chip-chopping down that door Dana Carvey

Silly man to straight man Hugh Laurie

Do not have a full understanding of Tory

Just googled it---Republican in English glory

Some friends of mine used to be real close

Now I look at them like I'm glen close

You want to beef, put on some clothes

I'm a bare-knuckle boxer to all my foes

Chess moves, fast and confusing like jet fuel

combined with Muhammed Ali and the best news

That you could ever get, not the same as good news

You put in the pews

For the men hurt abused

Take it out for a spin

Don't tempt the organ

I just want a win

Don't tempt the organ

It's the same as a piano

Don't tempt the organ

Like boys to Paul Dano

Don't tempt the organ

I want an autograph

Don't tempt the organ

Look at this graph

Don't tempt the organ

I just want to win

Don't tempt the organ

Damnit Gloria

Don't tempt it

It's like walking down the same path for 17 years

No condom in your pocket no tears

with a tears for fears ticket in your pocket with shears

but deciding now is the time to cut clear

Maybe it was that Thomas Merton cat Meer

Meerkat that convinced you it was time for a beer

To make peace with the circumstances you created

and realize it was for a better world

as friends get faded

Or, in spite of all, the apocalypse was droll

You just wanted a golden ticket to fuck it all

Got in the car, pedal to the metal drive

Decided to do a Bat in Hell enanctment live

Whatever the case may be, they can't be trusted

Whoever you're worried about now

So know that by the time you hear this

you will have made a mistake

and that's a little brilliant and great

But an object of self hate, so

I gotta be precious with my time

My computer shuts off randomly some of the time

around about the same time I think of lime

with salt in tequila

and malt in Ibiza

Mike Posner is not on the list for this

A Biggy Shorty party where air ain't in

The cat died of auto-erotic asphixiation

That's why Rick and Morty made a machine

So...just give in to the mystery

Down with the middle-me

Verne Troyer passion with the grit of Listerine

The compression tames the peaks

But who tames the egos of the souls too green

Who talks the 20 year olds out of suicide

Who finds old advice and reapplies

Who has the patience to follow it all back

And find the yellow brick road

through all the piss and crap?

Quoniam Tu solus sanctus

Tu Solus sanctus

random Bach bass aria from the B minor mass

Thank You (For Givin’ My Life Purpose)

Every time I try to step up, it’s like it doesn’t matter

Social media helpin’ amplify the idle chatter

If I’m heated/ Oh no, I’m not allowed to be reactive

Keep it all in but the man downstairs is idly laughing

Practice makes perfect, I’ve lost reps and purpose

Old flames rush to the surface to deliver verdicts

We’re all here for the dough, and to be right

If Warren Buffet was a chief justice, now that’s life

The summum bonum, heart throb, and home owner

Robert Pattinson, and bank loaner

Those loafers, I love a bit of leather

And all the folks downtown love to splurge cheddar

You can examine the flow, but the flow’s perfect

You can gaze at a hoe, an idle street urchin

You can realize we’re all equal but that hurts, man

What do I say to the man that made police urgent?

What do I say to the man that made police urgent?

Thank you for givin’ my life purpose

10 Billion people on the earth who aren’t sure

What it means to live life pure

What do I say to the man that made police urgent?

Thank you for givin’ my life purpose

10 Billion people on the earth who aren’t sure

What it means to live life pure

I sit and meditate on my crimes

In arboreal prisons

My family’s ostracized

say I lack wisdom and gratitude

Well that’s my life

You’re allowed to visit my ivory tower

In the sky and dwell on the schism

Between what I say and what I do but I

Assure you it’s the same, that’s what it do

For every artist that’s decided to throw the towel in

My dad died of cancer in 2012 so I begin

Too much shit to just quit

Inequality, beautiful women guns with clips

Eminem albums not released yet

I guarantee you there’s enough to get your feet wet

Just know that every note you write is a big dookie

On the car of those that doubt you weakly and stupidly

So ruthlessly I devote myself to the art

You say I’m cruel

Well this comes from the heart

What do I say to the man that made police urgent?

Thank you for givin’ my life purpose

10 Billion people on the earth who aren’t sure

What it means to live life pure

What do I say to the man that made police urgent?

Thank you for givin’ my life purpose

10 Billion people on the earth who aren’t sure

What it means to live life pure

This is about my current living situation, which tries to preserve the anonymity of my downstairs neighbors while still allowing me to openly disparage them in an artistic medium.

Wu-Tang Clan-Method Man FOR PROMOTIONAL PURPOSES ONLY by Some Film About Boston

It's about telling the truth. That's why I have a picture of Honest Abe Franklin there. Abe Franklin never used drone strikes, that's why I like him.

I do not have copyright clearance to cover this song, however I am not selling it, so that should cover me from a cease and desist letter from the estate of Biggie Smalls.