ALBEDO, by Jack Wilson / All These Fingers

ALBEDO

by Jack Wilson / All These Fingers

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1.	Headband Acid Tab 02:27	lyrics	buy track
fear & loathing like I'm coasting through the desert fast shredding all the evidence of coping with a sketchy past eating all the vitamins and minerals, defeating all the vilest of criminals retreating into nihilistic principles "how alive? too alive" maneuvering a cell phone interview to prove that I'm good at computering I'm good at everything! just put that on my resume book me for the festival, the rest'll lend itself to fate I'm seldom getting baited into healthy debates I'd rather tell 'em how I made it in compelling new ways 5% knowledge of self, with no guru lone wolf circling the masons and the Zulu drones took photos - my face is pasted up in every temple showing every new recruit they've got potential and I'm not just making words up as I go along I'm showing how to find enlightenment through hip-hop songs so peep how deep my technique freaks and how my shit sounds so peep how deep my technique freaks and how my shit sounds that's kinda what it was about before the vultures got it re-appropriation of another culture's not it part-time emulation is the new sensation this thing called hip-hop's only one of many cable stations take it or leave it, just choose the best accessory consume the main ingredient, while altering the recipe assume once it's eaten, you exhume a new demon so the focus group is growing in reverse of its true meaning this ain't clue, mr. green in the study but it is a pipe/wrench/rope to rescue everybody bring it back to the best of your aspects since the Africans, Persians and Aztecs since your casket is certain and your soul's not probably should put a down-payment on the whole plot don't mind me, I was never really here but you'll probably never cease to hear me whisper in your ear
2.	Castlevania 02:27	lyrics	buy track
thought it on a Thursday, bottom of the night time bottle after bottle of it got me in my right mind all i need is holy water sprinkled on my head because the devil's introduced himself and god (I think) has fled I'm bout to thermal combust, hop out a worm hole like a warp zone my warm soul's been warn cold, & the itch never got no cortizone til the picture clears up, perk your ears up beat the fear, duck & don't deplete the tear ducts my stare is legendary, my manner is david banner my grammar is danny tanner, my candor is wayne manor see the butler in a tux, call him penguin squinting through a monacle, accent from england fact check the internet, slacks got a skinny leg crackin' a cigarillo, tappin' a mini-keg advanced age, back page, no fuss but I bet you all your dough I ain't regretted it once I'm on my Castlevania, lasso-ing the undead snatching up a few hearts, and crashing in your girl's bed trading in a few parts for a refurbished version return the worthless and seek earnest courage (x2) how you ever thought about me comin' less than fly? always had a calling, but I just got up to testify while you in the pew, wondering what to do the thunder struck above and all the prophecies came true the Wonderwall is solved, the Blunder Bus is on a roll Detroit will never cease to rock, Jack's drummer got a lot of soul - I spit a buncha verses with him in the 'burgh homie had the illest crackle that a rapper ever heard I walk the line between insanity and genius, hand on the penis seeing from outside of Earth like standing on Venus peeing against the wall and splattering my Nike dunks the number one indication that I might be drunk All These Fingers got the bucket-y beats I mean, I ain't no singer but the melody's sweet if you just took a stinger to the solar plexis double-over, catch your breath, and control your breakfast I'm on my Castlevania, lasso-ing the undead snatching up a few hearts, and crashing in your girl's bed trading in a few parts for a refurbished version return the worthless and seek earnest courage (x2)
3.	Nite Tripper 03:03	lyrics
another sunset lost from a rotating motion time to chase the moon out into the open tell it reverse when it circles the Earth so we can bring it back to our original birth hollow certified, emotionless - extremely distant follow the road reciting mantras like a dreamy mystic swallowing potions of the wicked witches in my city going through motions tryna get the riches being witty it's like a magic trick, the gift of gab's abracadabra you practice sticking jabs and learn quick that a vic'll stab ya' I'd rather meditate on the knowledge cuz after 12th grade, I went straight to college but never knew the proper path I wanted to pursue learned the proper math, watched the lines on the graph become unglued the probabilities increased as I approached zero could've just focused on peace and been a folk hero extreme intensity never ceased, so I took it higher grounded myself a little more firmly, and hooked to wires opened my hand and asked if anyone would take the fire I still burn, having never learned to embrace the pyre another sunset lost from a rotating motion time to chase the moon out into the open tell it reverse when it circles the Earth so we can bring it back to our original birth (x2) second take, wide awake - 'fraid of jake? never pensive face, time & place - serve the cake clever I got the hottest shit your brain could wrap its head around but you been busy tugging on sleeves of a deader crowd the zombie apocalypse started when You got bit I used to pilot, but I spied it, ejected the cockpit you're useless as the fuselage, I'm lucky in my parachute it's clunky being human, your movements can embarrass you another sunset lost at the work desk another 32 bars trying to perfect thinking since sleep is the cousin of sure death I'm staying up, tweaked til the hangovers hurt less and staying upbeat bout the fate of a lost time the fake art, ain't easy on the heart, so I cross mine out with the bad, in with the good I've got the proper arc, the spark and the kindling wood
4.	The Masses 02:21	lyrics	buy track
how am I supposed to prosper when I can barely Stay Alive I'm in New York like Tony Manero but don't nobody seem to care, though there's no escaping the day-to-day in decision making pay-to-play, the way to the top is either invigorating or intimidating, maybe both - if it's breaking your spirit no use of dancing to the music if you can't hear it I used to doubt, but check the message, cuz it's true the world will carry on without a clue, without you the masses tend to move in a counter-active pursuit they're living for the moment like a fully-ripened fruit never caring that it fell within the reach of the root or that a tree releases seeds so that its soul can reproduce cracked sprout dug into the dirt and never backing out Jack shout rubber-banded tongue and a slack mouth locked jaw rock star impervious to criticism worried by my own voices forcing me to listen a flurry of phrases, floating random and ageless that I manifest out of thin air and then paste on the pages how am I supposed to flourish when I'm always in a mess? I'm in New York like PJ Harvey and Thom Yorke it's highs and lows like a weather report how am I supposed to advance? when the tunnel of the train's blocked I'm in New York like hip-hop since the 70's paying taxes and penalties it's who you know in this crazy stew, but I'm working hard paying for my lunch with a $20 rewards card saving up my pay stubs like report cards, good citizen! A is for arranging all your debt to be forgiven both consumer and human, you get a B for the balance although you might cruise to a C if the curve causes a callous nerve gas in Syria, murdered masses a past-time no need for an expiration date, already past mine sour as a Flemish ale, and tower over towns grabbing clouds, diverting power surges, two feet on the ground it moves me to tears, to see these new pioneers they google-eyed and fluid-filled, I'm lucid and clear taking a page from 80's rappers with the intricate patterns with all these child actors, does it really even matter? the masses are duped, I'm just a splash in the soup soon for an ending scene like James Dean crashing the coupe how is this supposed to end when I can't see past the given day? I'm in New York like Kid-N-Play (I'm in New York like Tina Fey)
5.	Have a Fun Stay (feat. Deric Norgren) 03:41	lyrics	buy track
seeping in through osmosis... I see the fear in the faces, and see the traces I'm crossing bridges, crossing fingers, crossing laces I'm underrated, under-paid and over-stimulated leap of faith considered plotted proper, and then taken hover like a helicopter, brother on the wing wary of the weather, flinging letters like a sliing into the enemy's cerebelum - melting all the bling with a fundamental alchemy, making a new thing a new thought, new ways to turn coal into a diamond I've got more than a big mouth and impeccible timing it's perspective if you get it, if you don't then keep climbing all you need to know now, is that I'm proper with my rhyming got a joint in the sock and a master lock on the language been collecting all the jet fuel and discarding the baggage Up up and away, as they say! have a safe flight, and have a fun stay (we're on a runway) x8 now draw all the bridges the catapult just lanched & knocked off the hinges rocks off - rolling stoner, hopped into a jagger bush lopped off peter's cottontail and shot him with a dagger look up up and away through the woods made off with the money stash and half of the goods traded off with the natives for some hash and a kayak pelt hat rapper with a bartender buy back trying not to let the fun times get me side-tracked so thanks for the track homie, glad we could ride that respect to my brother dums for knocking out another one we gotta do something til the mothership comes and I'll probably keep mumbling throughout the fade out cookie-cutter song structure's totally played out
6.	Still Ain't Right 01:55	lyrics	buy track
this one goes out to hip-hop culture worldwide Black Lives Matter yo it still ain't right - so we up all night (x8) nobody wants to be a profile for a living I stand along with with black america and their position the power structure's making sure to keep race a division but it's more a class action, kinda like it always has been I come from the city of steel, and Carnegie who knew he had a crew of immigrants working hard, daily he paid them less than they deserved, by far because he said that they'd just spend it at the bar what you think? all that hard work deserves a little drink it's like they tell you how to feel and try to tell you what to think what to do, who to pray to - you been saved? you a Jew? you got the blood of a slave? you got the chip in your tooth? listen closely - the first step is to build a better YOU develop variable skill sets, and continue to improve I'm talking basic training, sergeant in your face before the sun is up it still ain't right, we've gotta train for the fight it still ain't right - so we up all night (x8)
7.	Scotch on the Rocks 02:30	lyrics	buy track
we took the detour, it was summertime, the top was down that jefferson starship - nothing's gonna stop us now today's a rain delay, the rendezvous will be reset won't get upset, regret, or rue the day we ever met it's up to you to say the limits to our path are set so many overwhelming options for you - that, I get I guess the only part I wouldn't be wishing is be to be seen as a stupid decision I've got the cupid inscision scar, it grows with me, true story - chose to keep it exposed as a clue, a warning we'd do it in the morning and then go our separate ways but I could still sense your essence for the rest of the day I might for real say a sentence that I shouldnt have said that's why I keep all these thoughts about you up in my head but every once in a while, the right beat comes along and you need to remind yourself the things you did wrong am I talking to myself, or am I talking to you? am I talking to myself, or am I talking to you? am I talking to myself or am I talking to you? am I talking to me? or am I talking to you? (x2) am I talking to me? I'd better hope so to write these raps could be I'm loco, precisely why she might've passed no tres ocho, more emo if it isn't blatant relationship foul as a free throw, still a shot I'm takin' the complications of the ego and its slow demise depends on being told "no" a million different times I'll probably never be so blind for a more true reason I blew trees & thought about you & the view was treason I'm through freezing, due for a new season I guess I got more of a clue than a reason but apparently I need one. apparently I never change the channel on this re-run. inherently it seems dumb very embarrasing, a clarity I'll never see I'm talking to myself, cuz you ain't talking to me I'm kinda macho, to be honest, so I stay on my feet and you still get to keep the mystique am I talking to myself, or am I talking to you? am I talking to myself, or am I talking to you? am I talking to myself or am I talking to you? am I talking to me? or am I talking to you? (x2)
8.	Botanicals 02:38	lyrics	buy track
conscious kinda crooked, shoulders sorta sore the holder of all the keys who still be knocking at the door the molder of all the mud in a puddle of all the rain controller of what to come and beholden to every claim a force to be reckoned with the exception of any drama intense to a detriment, probably got it from my mama expected to be the best in my own method of reppin' since the only competition was me, was there any question? name a hip-hopper ain't shit talking, it's in the manual the trigger's in the mind and the bullet is in the mandible pull it back like a hammer and fire from every synapse in a rat-tat-tatted fashion, both accurate and with passion - I know flipping skills ain't contrary to getting bills but beyond the barrier lies the chance to head for the hills 'nuff lead in the pencil, a metaphor for potential the rhythm's a game of Connect Four in the mental the rain is an eraser, the brain the only tracer explain the hideaway that I'm seeking in a cerveza in a secret oasis, a bangin' beat from the basement you'd rather sleep on the genius, we both proceed to be wasted I guarantee I'ma make it, in fact I made it already a penne bolognese, the rest are just a plate of spaghetti nah, ain't afraid to be simple & conversational a ripple in the consciousness displays each others' thoughts are relational like target practice for a marksman who's a Marxist the connection is the message, expression is the catharsis I got bars, miss! started with a bar kiss took me to the parking lot, fucked me in her car & dipped listening to 'do it in the road' by the Beatles as she drove away speeding, "yelling that was what I needed!" I dedicate this last 16 to the Black Sheep not the 90's rappers - well, the 90's rappers, actually plus for those of us who've gotta muscle through the crowd never really fitting in, but never finding a way out so you're the type to sit and watch the whole thing play out but after a while, you're like "I've got something to say now" you stand up and get knocked back - it happens the trick's to follow that with planned attack, not just reaction "inhale deep like the words of my breath I never sleep, cuz sleep is the cousin of death" since I learned from the best, I'm trying to further the steps there's gotta be more than just clowns, crooks, and murderers left the foundation's been cemented, every word I've written, meant it hasn't been better intended since the language was invented threatening a bender from July to December if I die, just remember, that his inner-eye was centered.