REX.

by E B yo

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1.
Intro 01:46
I'm trying to break the chain DNA code in my ancestors just shame Ignorance in the weak remains Cause Knowledge is power according to Bacon Pigs are all out so just stay home Living on couches Since day one Remember when you and I ran away from home With my baby sister in your arms Been moving thru north and south They called us nomads its no doubt Missing being in the Caribbean Eating jocotes, chuchuitos and beans Holidays a mess Life turned out for the best Saying goodbye didn't hurt y'all the memories lost in the dirt y'all
2.
123 02:51
Everyday ,Run away, From the pain Memoires, lost in brain, killing cells where is my jay, Counting time , Whats the day Time has pass, Erase that day, Pain is growth Go away,Time is space ,I need my space Tell me why,You ran away ,And then I do the same ,Running away ,For the day Pacing around ,Another jay, Memories Lost in brain ,Killing cells ,Lost in brain Run away ,Another jay ,Memoires Another jay Another jay To wash the pain Anxiety comes again Knocking on my four head I don't know do it again I fall from the floor again I guess I need to change the plan I guess I need to change the plan Maybe go slower this time Just stop and take your time Feel and analyze That the world is your mind If you take your time Being away from all that acke Made me better analyze my day Running away from all that pain Smoking a joint cloud goes away As my Memoires Of that day Say goodbye to that day Nevertheless I learned from pain What pain ? growing pain Tell me im not insane By thinking this way When I take my time Everyday ,Run away, From the pain Memoires, lost in brain, killing cells where is my jay, Counting time , Whats the day Time has pass, Erase that day, Pain is growth Go away,Time is space ,I need my space Tell me why,You ran away ,And then I do the same ,Running away ,For the day Pacing around ,Another jay, Memories Lost in brain ,Killing cells ,Lost in brain Run away ,Another jay ,Memoires Another jay.
3.
Same Lanes 02:56
When the strong run away from the pain Im I suppose continue in the same lane? The righteous cry and hurt in shame For the good is not the good ,it's all in bane Don't tell me more it was simple before Before I learned How shit got done Before I learned From my past and my mom Understanding the damage that has been done Would brake down anyone Pain in heart abandoned son Mom had two not an only son Uh, I talk a ton talking to me is like 50 drums playing a different beats and songs Adhd sorrow and puns Just trying to cope with march 1991 When the strong run away from the pain Im I suppose continue in the same lane? The righteous cry and hurt in shame For all the good is not the good ,its all in bane
4.
Ticonderoga 03:20
@visitorknocking Can anyone just call Christ, is his number public?/ Or do I have to be a herald with them blazing trumpets?/ Some people are better off left a line in a book/ The timing was shook, out of mind yet mindful in looks/ From your lips to gods ears, how odd it falls silent/ Saints speak of pastures that they’ve seen with closed eyelids/ You should have seen me on the day I found the answers/ Hands in their pray formations begging “remove the cancer”/ Never ask for the last pour of the cask/ When you never once contributed to filling my glass/ And I may share your blood, but I won’t share your hate/ And I won’t dare make noise for anyone who cannot carry their weight/ Wish I knew my papa more before he laid in bed/ I bet I’d learn to live a lot before my doctor was dead/ Electroshock therapy, inherited bolts/ Lay me down, don’t be scared of me, I’m scared of my own thoughts/ Her only sons youngest sons only son/ Wish I had the same predilection for a holy one/ Use grandads butcher twine to try to hold together/ Ask me if I’m better when I finally feel that fat render/ Down into a boiling pot/ My own words ate me alive before I soiled my shot/ That’s what I got, years trying to thicken the plot/ I found a pillar of salt, a modern version of Lot/ And the old heads say, “it’s the way we was raised”/ When the snake bit the tongue, there was nothing left to say/ Now I’m trudging towards thirty with inherited guilt/ Manic episodes, a stomach full of swill/
5.
Getting it. 02:08
Finding myself as my elders couldn't Taking time for myself in discovering What do you do when teacher come crying and moaning You teach them a lesson and then go insane I'm just in that constant struggle wanting to help, but I have no muscle Learning to help,myself what a puzzle Hurt cause when I help, I don't know either get help, oh we need each other Finding myself as my elders couldn't Now making rhymes myself and discovering What to do when teacher comes crying and moaning You ask for blessings and then stay insane Just in that constant struggle wanting to help, but I have no muscle Learning to help,myself what a puzzle Hurt cause when I help, I don't know either get help, we need each other
6.
Sorrow 01:37
Staring at the stones Smoking grass alone Trying not to think Past wrongs in my life taking time alone Building up my soul Consciousness is soul soul is your mind Asking to the bunch doing rhymes and such always sorrow blame felt in my epmty mind All the pain you felt You needed help Help I never learned Pain was all my help Always sorrow and forgiveness Pain and wrongs was just a sickness Introduce to me as a kid So what I learned is what I shared Staring at the stones Smoking herbs at home Try to think Past sorrows and strifes Reading bunch at home Building up my soul Consciousness is soul soul is your mind Don't ask me a bunch I don't know much
7.
Outro 01:43

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released September 16, 2021

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