Assablanca (feat. Lil B)

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Ashbreather

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Every three quarter cycle, you hit a brick wall
The clowns are all drab and grey
The sky spits out misplaced kindnesses and well aimed confusion
And everybody it hits regardless
Makes sure to always mind their manners
Stay civil and thankful
I just want to get away from all of you
Inject one small intangible fragment of nature into my brain
For the thousands or so that I've unwittingly killed
Still working out the math there
I want to stay away for even longer
But there's this kind of emissary, from the first circle
A real asshole who won't stop screeching from inside the walls
Telling me there's work to be done
Sometimes it keeps me up all night
Something about "sipping wine up in Napa"
I don't really get it, but he's not as bad as he seems
And we've managed to work out a temporary living arrangement
Some nights I sleep like a stupid baby
I try not to worship anyone or even like them
I try not to believe anything I read, especially if really I want to
If I look miserable, that's only the atmosphere
If I look angry it's only because I want to toss you down
A never-ending rickety staircase
And then help you pull out every splinter one by one
When you finally reach the bottom
But whatever you've done, I'm sure it's forgivable
I think sometimes, I hear a good song
Or the sound of someone important
Finally making the decision to land face first into the concrete
But I've got no data to support this
Just vague funny feelings that I've traveled
But I wouldn't trust the books on that one either
So I don't

Toss me aside
Kick in my teeth
Stomp my bones to dust
Cut me off from your herds

As kwashiorkor
Rots me from inside
As the wheels fall off
As we burn to death inside the wreck

Poison in the veins
Limbs all are sawed off
Even as I am struck
I command that lightning fucks itself

Ecstasy of failure
Will not heed to your hand
Mobs and masses may break my body but
Spirits rise to reclaim poisoned lands

Drinking wine up in Napa
It's ya boy, Lil B
Eyy B, I see you

Sipping wine up in Napa
Looking at the trees and these views
What I'm gonna do
Lil B the BasedGod, how are you
I'm your host for the day
I'm the road, for the day
Roll up a joint, and get blazed
Feeling great, I
See so much in this world today, I
Never stop, never fold, just be okay
Love the world, so f*ck it what's today for
Said we never give up and we won't leave the game alone

Sipping wine up in Napa
Sipping wine up in Napa

Sippin wine up in Napa like damn
Might try a couple pastries, put em all up in my hands
Farm to table, table to farm
What's the difference, it's all death
Are you on the plate or on the farm
Could you connect everything
Six feet long, a hundred fifty feet deep
Reach up in the ground just to see the tunnels

We sipping wine up in Napa
Sipping wine up in Napa
Who's will come faster?
I'm sipping wine up in Napa
I know Lil B the BasedGod, let's go

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