Back to fraction town
Where we never see the whole
Just the parts of our soul beyond control in this fractious fraction
Full satisfaction guaranteed
Rent controlled parts patrolled rabid dogs without a leash
Cmon lets travel to these unknown streets
Hi hat gravel under tire connect the beat
I can’t remember the last time…
I can’t remember the last time…
Little bit about you cares little bit about me
open holes, dig coal, fire furnace, forge keys
On these mean ol streets bricks fall on open heads
Hardhats required in this terrordome of death
Cant understand a part of the words as these sharks
Chew chum to fractions in ocean soaked county parks
Here come the action no traction in the blood slick
Slide to the backroads as a whole then split
Sometimes the flowers smell so strong you get the black lung
Plenty of xanax for the strung and movin on
I wish you could see all these structures
That had to be torched to preserve the old cultures
Down incomplete street down where the rivers meet
Down where you can get the shit that sweep you ofc your feet
Aint no trash cans occupied by no oscars
Partial scholars divided by the common denomer
credits
from R. Ticulation,
released November 11, 2018
Lyrics by: BluePauly2, Mr. Pizzy