Assablanca (feat. Lil B)
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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Written by: Charles Richards, Colin MacAndrew, Mackay Agellon
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