Live Slow. Die Whenever.

by The Grammar Club

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Funded by our glorious and extremely attractive Patreons (join us at Patreon.com/thegrammarclub) we present to you our latest full release offering entitled, "Live Slow. Die Whenever."
Live Slow. Die Whenever. is the result of tireless collaboration between Shael Riley, Beefy, Glenn Case, Ty Guenley, Ailsean, and tanner4105. The internet's most handsome super-group. We hope you enjoy our songs.

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released August 5, 2018

The Grammar Club are...
Shael Riley
Beefy
Glenn Case
Sean "Ailsean" Stone
Ty Guenley
tanner4105
www.thegrammarclub.com

Album art by Ricky Henry.
Mastered by tanner4105

Special Thanks to MC Lars and Devon Riley.

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Track Name: Waiting To Die
Twenty-four hours is too many hours to fill
I could go get a job, but that makes the time seem longer
Where are my options and where are my obligations?
My attention span wilts,
oh, my attention span wilts.

I am waiting to die, like my father
in exactly the same way my father did
I am waiting to die, waiting to waiting to die

It's important that I feel important
I am going all night about politics
I am waiting to die, waiting to, waiting to die

Seventy-eight years is too many years to keep still
I try moving forward, but what that entails is a matter of some controversy

So sick of the circle, so sick of centrifugal spinning
I'm repeating myself, oh my attention span wilts

I am waiting to die like my father, in a world for which I was just not designed
I am waiting to die, waiting to, waiting to die

I eat cheese sticks and smoke marijuana
I need amphetamines to feel anything
I am waiting to die. Waiting to, waiting to die.

Well, they say pick yourself up when you're living at the bottom
If I could do that I don't think that I would have this problem
At least the calendar's getting thinner
Crushed black pepper on your microwave dinner
When not distracted by hunger
Every ideas just a one hit wonder
Each thought on the can just a flash in the pan
Wanna change the world but I don't think I can
be a cynic cause I know it's not me
Feel it still burn till the tanks on empty
Punish my body what I put inside me
Daring the devil, you know where to find me
Could it get worse? I bet we'll find out
This a bad patch? Or is this my life now?
Pine for the life that we can't afford
And in the meantime, I'm so damn bored
Big deal in another wheel. Hey!
Alright, I’ll be back tomorrow.
Big day in another landfill
My head with an endless sorrow
Waiting to die, waiting to waiting to die

I eat cheese sticks and smoke marijuana
I need amphetamines to feel anything
I am waiting to die. Waiting to, waiting to die.

I’m waiting to die and I don’t know if things will improve
I’m waiting to die and the clock on the wall doesn’t move
I’m waiting to die and it’s all just a matter of time
I’m waiting to die. As the walls burn, I say “this is fine.”
Track Name: Hot Garbage
Your body is a rooster the size of a man
A cock of the walk with a coppertone tan
eDo your own dance just to see if you lost it
Stand by the road. Maybe you’ll cross it?
Never do coke. Maybe do it once.
In all things honestly. In all things nuance.
Kick, punch, block. I got some kind of flow.
M I X the mix into the zone.

I think that someday
I’ll finally get started
This track is OK
I like this hot garbage

I like this hot garbage

This shit’s gone viral

I am not the originator of anything
Jokes I post ain't always dope, at least they interesting
Be the cock of the walk, look in your eyes when we talk
So you don't notice all the garbage, you just notice the hot
It’s just a thought, maybe each of us is missing our true call
Bang around your 30s like your life was a pinball
Spending early mornings on your knees, just praying
This shit's going viral, even only in the Philippines
This is just me and the homeboys doing stuff
Swear to God on every track we hope it's good enough
Spitballing some junk, making something from the dust and
Knows I gives a fuck if only cause you gave us a buck, so guess what
To find a diamond gotta go through all the rough
And if you didn't buy a truck, bid you adieu and wish you luck
Say your prayers, take your vitamins, and be sure to eat right
This track it ain't the best, but it might get me on Late Night

I think that someday
I’ll finally get started
This track is OK
I like this hot garbage

I like this hot garbage

This shit’s gone viral

Listen, son, I’ll tell you what
‘Tis a sin to not be hot
Pull thy head now from thine ass
Upon the masses ye shall crash
Track Name: Gotta Let it Go (Feat. MC Lars)
What the hell do I do here?
Asked myself school like every day since my first year
No strut, kid gut, and half of my friends suck
Asking out a girl? Well it's your funeral, good luck
Love the sympathy I got for a bum knee
Only thing I care about what people think of me
And then you throw on top of that like everybody calls me fat
The only reason that I rap is so someone would give a crap
Thought I discovered a secret
They act like they all like you when you act like a big prick
Plus I'm the biggest and I get loud
Chokeslam all the smaller like the main event of Smackdown
Principal's office was a good friend
Acting like they're out to get me even though I wrote my own end
Started maturing realized what I was doing
Got a super nerdy crew and shared the things I was pursuing
When the anger always brewing may not see what you've been losing
Ok to be emotional, but take control
ya gotta let it



Man she did you so wong
See ya try to hide her name into another damn song
Think of years past, she got the best of em
Ladies that you curbed, could make a list of em
Bout to go goth, feeling for cross
Took all her stuff, all you took was a loss
Since she went astray you done said goodbye to sweeter dreams
Feeling like you need to run, she knows all your sex things
But that's the way that it goes
You wanna float through the breeze, you gotta take you some blows
Gotta stay on your toes, you gotta put up your dukes
Shelter for a truth bomb, but she's dropping nukes
But if you always keep up a force field
Won't see the difference from a heartbreak and good deal
My advice don't fantasize, allow yourself to be surprised
Be a man in both your eyes, a work of art epitomized
Fight for love like blow for blow, Never say I told you so
know ya gotta Take control, ya gotta let it, gotta let it go


Gotta Let it Go

[MC LARS]
Now that I’m 35 I’m growing up but it’s okay
I’m going back to school I’ve thought about an MBA
I’m getting married and I love this girl with all my heart
She digs me also and respects my need to do my art
We’re talking family plans,
but it scares when I think about the changes that demands
No more shows in empty bars
I guess it’s time to lead the charge
I’ll hit the road but not that far
it’s not the death of MC Lars
I use to be so cocky posting nerdcore RIP
but now I’m in the reddit sublet like remember me?
we all want our 15 minutes
got mine in my twenties but refuse to say I’m finish and now
I want to move to Australia
or maybe Stewart Island if our country ends in failure
Time to put the phone away
and step outside and face the day
‘cause everything will be okay
we’ll sail away like Hemingway… ‘cause I’ve got to let go
Track Name: Buy This Truck
Yeah you know I live that sweet life, country in the west side
Main eventing and you're sitting ringside
Sand duning and we're tearing it
Finished leveling up. I got this big ass truck, yeah
It's a staple here around my community
Riding high at each and every truck opportunity
All the bells and all the whistles yeah I got that
If you gotta problem needs a truck we can solve that, all that
It's got a ton of torque and spin
It's got a lot of.. Good truck stuff, I'm sure of it
Ready for all weather, the seats have fake leather
And the dealer told me that I couldn't get much better, naw

The wheels go all the way around
And that’s all I need to get by
I may not know much but I know
That when I showing up I'm showing up
I’m showing up
Impressing everyone with my truck


Yeah it's been known to cause amazement
Got a spare tire, 5 liter displacement
All that horsepower and direct inject
Thrilled I got a model that still rocks a tape deck
Big back seat for the kids, I keep it tight
Got a max payload aaaand it's totally white
Probably haul a million pounds cause it's basically a semi
May not have specifics but I know it's got a Hemi, baby
Track Name: Food Court Pretzel
Hola, coma esta, Beefy from The Grammar Club
Got me chained to the lab cause they can't get enough
Blood I bleed on an mp3 I do it for love
I don't even think that I needed that second lung
I made a deal with the devil you know it's ironclad
Flaunt my riches above you like I was Iron Man
Pop like Peter Parker with his head shoved into a locker
Thinking you the Venom when basically you the Shocker
Maddest man out of Titan
Super powers colliding
Screaming and they all frightened
I'm actually kinda excited
Absolutely delighted
Everybody is fighting
Injustice gotta be righted
I'm bout to call in the lightning
Like BOOM BAM prep the casualties for EVAC
Middle of a massacre exactly where I be at
Feedback, frankly baby I don't need that
Clear a rainforest be like Where them trees at?
So pretty just like I am so fitted
Got a cybernetic arm then you know that I'm gon' get it
I been here a hot minute, so old that I might quit it
Got a cup full of unicorn blood and I slow sip it
I'm a beefcake
Import like a speed race
keeping a straight face
while she's rounding third base
Staring in deep space
For something to take place
Empty your suitcase
Get ready for mind games
Mystery unraveling like finding a G spot
Frankly ain't nobody got it better than we got
Fully numbskull, Rocksteady and Bepop
Saving me like brooklyn nine nine and the peacock
The sweet spot is whenever I'm within earshot
Mix of X and Erik cause I'm bringing the Onslaught
Running with a crew and maniacs and a crackpot
Isn't that the dude that they caught kissing the mascot
I ain't judging homie, do what ya do
Keep in mind ya gotta dry clean that thing when you're through
If you're not a garbage person you can hang with the crew
Alt-Right piece of shit prick, ain't talking to you
They think it's funny that they tricked a bunch of people
Into voting for a puppet that was purely fucking evil
While the ones that perpetrated it were also being used
By the Kremlin with Cambridge Analytica reviews
US, drop off, 2 star, Second rate
Rise up, kick em out, investigation, prison state
Civil war, never that, democracy, liberate
Come together, join a hand, vote em out, dominate
While you're at it maybe chill with the guns?
And if you're in there anyway could you stop warring with drugs?
And treating every dark skinned person as thugs?
I promise I'll get back to comic books, man I'm done
JK, BTW I'm dope
Since back when saying fatso was your favorite fat joke
We just being factual, If you just a casual
You may not know that I drink a whole tub of tabasco
Every day with a side of some ranch too
Whitesican it represents in really weird ways dude
Maybe I'm Delores and I'm stuck in a maze too
Star Fleet couldn't touch you if you don't let em phase you
Pray that my girls run they game like an Adblock
Snuffing out fake ass trolls with a full stop
Meet a nice chubby young boy at a Game Stop
10 years later hold hands watching Ragnarok
And he better follow through when he says things
Bet that he can still work a job while he chase dreams
Make sure that he's a good match for my kidneys
Trust your parents kids cause they all did the same things
Yeah I'm almost done
Thanks for joining me this evening, hope that you had some fun
If you don't mind sweaty Beefy you 'gon get these hugs
After nights like this yo I'm in love with everyone
Best in the world I just feel so special
I'm the best damn rapper, I got three gold medals
Let your heart be free if the state won't let you
Unrelated, I could really use a food court pretzel
Track Name: Cookiepuss
Is he a clown, from outer space?
Is that his body, or just his face?
Is he an ice cream, or is he a cake? Or is he a cookie?

Is he for parties, or nights alone?
Can you still order him up on the phone?
Could anyone, alive or dead,
Resist a piece of this talking head?

Who made your saucer eyes?
Cookie puss!
Your flavor hypnotizes me.
Alarming and disarmingly, a
Cookie or a cake could be, your
Clever P,, your sweet, celestial ‘puss

We're searching out for anyone with some answers
What we can learn about this species is import, it matters
Do you come in peace or are you the last of your kind?
Do your people hold solutions that we need to survive?
Did you make a breakthrough in that FTL travel
Do ya think you'll ever be for sale out near Seattle?
Marketing-wise, ever play around with your logos
Do ya ever chill in kimonos? Do you like tasty solos like we do?
That’s right
So nice
It’s great
It’s heavy in weight.
That’s right.
That’s right, too.


How did he know to take that trip?
When he passed the sun, did it make him drip?
Is he an icon, or is he too kitch?
Or is he a classic?
He crashed his ship when he lost control.
He’s heavy in weight, like a black hole.
He seems so near. He’s from so far.
Does he bring wisdom from beyond the stars?

My friend, it’s up to you.
To see this evening through.
Nine-hundred senators and debutants,
An ice-cream cake is what they wants
Your clever P., your
Sweet celestial puss
Track Name: Radio Chad
Oh Chaddy Daddy, we need to hear you on the radio
We found a battery, so come on and tell us where to go
Get us together. We won't make you fix the car.
If times were better we know you'd be a baseball star.

When you need to know where Jason is
When you're lost and things look bad
Tune in and start listening for
. . Radio CHAAAAAAD
Radio CHAAAAAAD
He's your Chatty Chaddy Daddy Radio Chad

We fixed the phone box. Make the call - we know your dad's a cop.
We checked the door locks. We'll buy you time so we come out on top.
Jason caught Shelly. kneecap him then get away
Don't be a hero, stun him and survive to Chad another day
When you need to know where Jason is
When you're lost and things look bad
Tune in and start listening for
. . Radio CHAAAAAAD
Radio CHAAAAAAD
He's your Chatty Chaddy Daddy Radio Chad

He's out there slowly stalking
Smashing in, no time for knocking
I tune in to hear Chad talking
Midday DJ running from a murderer
Turn snitch quick call for the cops
Make one wrong move impaled on the rocks
Jason OP, to me, kinda sucks
Probably got all of his power from the dawning of the equinox
And though things aren't great right now
Hiding in your favorite outhouse
By just the sound of that voice
I know I'll be fine and things will be choice
He's out there having my back
Making all these killings not seem all bad
CB radio with my dad
It’s taking me back, "This is Radio Chad"

We'll kill the Jason if you can tell us where the sweater is
Tell AJ Mason to find the cabin where the Jason lives
The car is running - Hey Chad that car has room for four
well that was stunning. Here's hoping Jason pulls you through the door.

When you need to know where Jason is
When you're lost and things look bad
Tune in and start listening for
. . Radio CHAAAAAAD
Radio CHAAAAAAD
He's your Chatty Chaddy Daddy Radio Chad
Track Name: Hall of Fame
I'm that collectable that you couldn’t find
Funniest 7 seconds on the last day of Vine
Corporation finally hit with a reasonable fine
More than sublime, I'm a one of a kind. I helped
build a genre with the artists who were isolated
Kept at it when top acts dissociated
Masses fascinated. I tried to elevate it
Gotta keep these nerdcore kids liberated
Now I'm decorated, seen as a vet
Even rappers who don't like me often show me respect
When ya do it like I done it these the perks that ya get
And when you've been forever awesome baby what you expect?

What you ain't heard? I'm in the hall of fame
Others study but I am the game
Never had an equal, so regal
Marvel how the people always asking for a sequel

I'm like missing every Game of Thrones spoiler
Dealing with religion getting out it feeling holier
Not forgetting everything that your wife said
Your personal details not posted on the deep web
Still I see red, hulk up like a meathead
When they ask me if I didn't realize nerdcore is dead
Wanna bury before we get the obituary
I could rap the kama sutra but you're only wanting missionary
So be it, have at it, try to delete it
Got a bunch of kids like me who are used to being defeated
Cried, sweat, and I'm bleeded, hold victory but ya cheated
When a beat and microphone are the only things I ever needed
Hold back I rap in full contact
Sit back, relax for deep impact
I'm jacked to max like fake sex acts
My spot on top, ya can't see that

What you ain't heard? I'm in the hall of fame
Others study but I am the game
Never had an equal, so regal
Marvel how the people always asking for a sequel

Man I am the rarest damn candy
Gotta get your levels up if ya wanna have at me
I'm a beast wrapped around an artist
At the very least, got a craving for my latest release
Never deceased please believe that I'm immortal
All the magic I inspire just another form of normal
Moving on from being humble now the legend is here
See him steal the spotlight the audience and your beer
Going clear, let's delete and try a reset
Start here at the same line and see how far we both get
Interesting prospect, Beefy going full wreck
While you're stranded at the starting line with water up your neck
No sweat, nothing bringing me down
Posted up in Canton then I'm flying up to Cooperstown
I'm that first pick S-class god level tier
Fakers fall in fear now that the legend is here

What you ain't heard? I'm in the hall of fame
Others study but I am the game
Never had an equal, so regal
Marvel how the people always asking for a sequel
Track Name: Electric Tapes
Down in Cincinnati Town
Our pal Ricky owns
A bunch of weirdo garbage that he’s hoarding in his home

But from that trash a robot came
It’s given him a quest
To show you strange recordings helds on VHS cassettes

And they be Electric Tapes
Stay up late. Don’t go to bed
Electric Tapes
Put nostalgia in your head

Elections at the middle school, from
Back when trading pogs was cool. Come
Get a taste.
It’s about to start.

The Public-Domain Bogeyman
You won’t find on our show
We’ll hold your short attention span
With movies of our own

The finest backyard wrestling
High-school AV club
Endings from Nintendo games
And Ryan in the tub

And they be
Electric Tapes
Well-oiled men and busty gals
Electric Tapes
Space police are also pals

Enough of all your worldly terrors
All you need are tracking errors
Arm your capture cards
Track Name: Flavor Town
Fresh habanero
Seaweed flakes
masticated coconut
concord grapes

hass avocado
Blue cheese, gritz
That what goes on your grocery list

Wanna live forever? Be Nosferatu
Otherwise be mindful about what you put inside you..
Bland food got you screaming like a kaiju
Perhaps you should bump the kinda flavor I do
California you could bump into a starlet
None of which are shining half a bright as Johnny Garlic
Got that bleach in the beard, got the spikes in his hair
Add some goofy shit to a beer, It's like I'm already here
Put me on the air, and then I win it
Set shop in Times Square like oh no he didn't
It's like the called in the senate, man I was ordered to quit it
But not before I sent some food reviewers floating Chappaquiddick
But can't your life in the deep fry
Wind down, have a little bit of me time
Getting bananas with the groceries gang
Let me tell you how the list is made

Rise with the daylight
Steel-cut oats
Waltz to work on a tightrope rope
Live near my office--49th floor
Window to window; not the door

Blood of a tiger
Dragon’s flames
That’s the stuff pumping through your veins

Double-dark matter
Golden flake
Hold up, y'all, it’s my cupcake break

When this guy roll out to the club
Young ladies pour bottles, show love
But when this guy rolls out to the Winco
Shut down the streets get it ready for the freakshow
Double bagging Mongolian peas
2 for 1ing these coconut leaves
Full steam believing in my dreams
While ya living in the freezer to feed these poor things
Passing over soft spots, produce like a top boss
Roaming like a sasquatch, fellas be like oh gosh
And when you thought all was lost
Here come that DONKEY Sauce
Get the garlic, make it roasted
Worcestershire, add in mustard
Add that salt and pepper till it plays for days
And a whole bunch of muthafuckin mayonnaise

Matter destroyer
Hypercube
Universal healthcare
Railgun tube
Grand Unified Theory
Buncha ‘ludes
That’s the stuff that I’m purchasing, dudes

All of the water
All the land
Guy Fieri
Hey, what a man
Flavor town nation
Flavor world

That’s what I’m calling groceries, girl

“G” “U” Y” “F” “I” “E” “R” “I”
Live forever
Never die
Track Name: Froggy Refresh
Necromancer: Welcome to the lair of the necromancer!
Beefy: Hey..
Necromancer: What brings you to my depths?
Beefy: I.. I want to bring someone back!
Necromancer: Ah! A long lost love?
Beefy: uh..

Well
He’s probably not as close as you would expect
But ever since he went away can’t seem to get any rest
Hairs been falling out and to be honest I’m stressed
Not hexed, there’s no way that he deserved to be X'd
Only crime that he committed he was no longer fresh
Excitement filled the street when he roll in on his one wheel
So chill, for a minute he was a big deal
I’m not looking for a zombie or a frankenstein
I’m just hoping you can help out with a friend of mine
So Mr. Necromancer if you could, please bring back that
Rolling, happy, old meme froggy dude
Necromancer: GRANTED

Up inside it's crazy all your friends say
"I don't know what's going on"
Hide your girlfriends, hide your wives
There's a hyla cinerea on your lawn

When the monsoons come
He'll arise and fill his lungs
And go to get it
(Won't counterfeit it)
He's a dapper frog
There's no analog
In the city

Watch him go
Watch him go
Watch him go
Here come dat boi

Shitwaddapshitwaddapshitwaddapshitwaddap
Shit

You can try to lick him he ain't a tree frog
He'd enjoy that kinda like
He'd say stay I got all night to try to teach you
How to ride a unicycle or a frog

When the monsoons come
He'll arise and fill his lungs
And go to get it
(Won't counterfeit it)
He's a dapper frog
There's no analog
In the city

Watch him go
Watch him go
Watch him go

When the monsoons come
He'll arise and fill his lungs
And go to get it
(Won't counterfeit it)
He's a dapper frog
There's no analog
In the city

Watch him go
Watch him go
Watch him go
Here come dat boi

Shitwaddapshitwaddapshitwaddapshitwaddap
Shit
Fuck
Track Name: Erma from Burma
Beefy:
Her name was Erma
Cut quite an impressive figure
Rocking LEDs and glitter
Some do big she do it bigger

Estate that cost a fortune
Located right near the ocean
She caused quite a large commotion
In every single language spoken, mercy

Shael:
I want to ride on the wings of a tiger
I need to fly on the smoke of a stack
I've got to live as a sausage and onion?
Who's left here to never come back

Beefy:
Got a look in her eyes
She can see you coming
And her stare burned into your brain
If you were wise
You would jump up running
Without ever looking back again

But we both know you're not going to
Dressed to the Nine-hundred-Ninety-Twos
Her gown can alter its shape and hue
Whispers "what would you like to do?"

Shael:
Erma from Burma
Where the desert whispers to the grieving sea
Ostentatiously dressed she knew this place was the best
But then for personal reasons she left

Beefy:
Grabbed by the hand, hang if ya can
If you wanna paint this whole town red
Get a little torrid till like 4 in the morning
We can sleep baby when we dead
And with that said homie when she rest, hear me
Know that she put to shame that negligee
Crashing the borders, see her rally supports
But melting when she just says "hey"

Bringing big guns out, Generation Umlaut
Twittergrammingfacebookspace
Killing the high life, live in the spotlight
But she's growing tired of this place
That gorgeous face always on display
You can sense that your time together growing short
Get a little drastic in a flair for romantics
Say marry me and be a sport, she said

Baby that's sweet, but it's been less than a week
And I need new stories to tell the new strangers that I meet
But our time here was gold, but now I'm hitting the road
It's been swell babe but I've got to roll

Shael:
Erma from Burma
Where the desert whispers to the grieving sea
Ostentatiously dressed she knew this place was the best
But then for personal reasons she ceased to be here

Ty:
She's left to the west they say
That's if you can even trust what they tell you
Or if it even matters, anyway
What I'm trying to say is take a grain of salt
With the sand at the sea it's just a story
It's just an allegorical reference to a hypothetical princess
Whose name is Erma
(Decide for yourself how much is true)

She's the heiress of Mandalay yet
She was born in alleyway?
I don't believe this hyperbole
She's from the two thousand seventies?
Seventy-nine more specifically
Doesn't add up arithmetically
The Burma she knows is gone
It fell into the sea
Track Name: Brahm's Lullaby
Positioned on a lay line, in a world of ghosts and time machines
A woman lays her head to sleep, but thinks, instead, of Germany
"One, eight, nine, and seven" vaporize and reappear, forming a date
That's the part you can't stand. Now, here's the part you hate:

I know that you hear
Brahms Lullaby
at four in the morning

I don't want to hear
Brahms Lullaby
ever again
maybe, those prayer beads, cotton balls and noise machines won't help you

Brahms lullaby is coming.
And lullabies don't ever end

Later in the evening you will, don your masquerade half-mask
You step into a party; you're invited. You don't have to ask.
An all-composer gala, of a lavishness beyond belief.
Old Johane's at the piano, pounding out that one motif.

I know that you hear
Brahms Lullaby
at four in the morning

I don't even feel
Brahm's lullaby
is one of his best

I'm into the deep cuts
but otherwise, I'm sticking with
Beethoven

Yes I am
Yes I am
Brahm's lullaby is hummin', and lullabies will give no rest.

Every day the water's running 'round the drain
So every morning fill the sink so I can wash my face again
It's absurd, on the daily catch me pushing up this boulder
But choose to use a smile while the boulder's rolling further away
Hey! Why's it feel we're living in replay?
Hanging out on top a rock you didn't want in the first place?
Searching for your purpose hasn't got you where you wanted
Except for a prescription and more bones inside your closet
You honestly wanted to get through the evening
Without the thought of angels looking at you while you're sleeping
My thy slumber be blessed, better yet, how 'bout this
Should I wake the next day could it be on a breast?
Obsessed with a melody developed in Deutschland
Maybe when we're free we oughta schedule a cat scan

I know that you hear
Brahms Lullaby
at four in the morning

I don't want to hear
Brahms Lullaby
ever again
maybe, those prayer beads, cotton balls and noise machines won't help you

Brahms lullaby is coming.
And lullabies don't ever end
Track Name: Stronger than Them All (Stronger than The Mall)
When your fist has got a feeling
And your legs are made of fire
And you’ve done your devil’s dealing with your deepest heart’s desire
You can’t deny the eagle’s roar,
Though your heart is stone
A-hundred-thousand allies, still you need to fight alone

You’ve got to go for it
Nothing to show for it
Who’s there to answer the call?
Stronger than them all!/Stronger than the mall! [ambiguous]

Been trippin
Whole time that you been sitting
Pretending it's forbidden
Life stories get rewritten, all the time
But it'll take a lot more than strong words
Baby it takes working till the whole of your soul hurts
Forwards, always keep that steady ascent
Can be yesterday's news or a current event

In the coolest air of midnight,
Where the puppet people play
In the neon of the pretzel light,
You need to stay away
For, beneath you lies a dragon
With a mighty dragon’s kiss
Oh, my momma told me there’d be troubled times like this

Over and under
Lightning and thunder
I’ll pick you up from the fall

Stronger than them all!/Stronger than the mall!

After years I thought the fire would die down
But I feel it burn inside of me so much I might meltdown
Push it to the limit like you don't even know how
Rise so atronomic that you can't even breath now
You're so loud, make sure that their hearing your warcry
You're so live. It's been hiding in you this whole time
My oh my, we're boltin' out of the park
Going out a legend, you're just leaving your mark
Made so many alteration they should call ya Adobe
Sweat dripping from your brow like you know that it should be
Come on!

Over and under
Lightning and thunder
I’ll pick you up from the fall
You’ve got to go for it
Nothing to show for it
Who’s there to answer the call?
Stronger than them all!/Stronger than the mall! [ambiguous]

I am them all!/I am the mall! [ambiguous]
Track Name: Live Slow. Die Whenever.
Your mission
Should you choose to accept it
Live slow
Die whenever

Slow
got to take life slow
you could watch moss grow on me
head to toe on me
at the rate at which I go

Gas
Moss produces gas
No, I don't expect you to talk,
But I do expect your last.

Die whenever
Take baths
Die whenever
nap long
Die whenever
let's all
Die whenever
(re)main calm

If you get the feeling
you can hang from the ceiling
on a toenail teather

It would be my pleasure

Die whenever
Call Chad
Die whenever
Eat Bread
Die whenever
Dead meme's
Die whenever
Undead

Pull the lever
Be-gin the leasure
Your heartbeat's steady
and your breath is measured

Go to a party
Eat a tray of Havarti, then
solo dolo
party never

Only professor sloth
knows when the gas wears off
Step a little bit closer
arboreal pilosa
three-toed mammal
(yeah)
Cheesing these gaspers off
(come on)
turning them into sloths

Don't feel you live too slow
Life on the line? Baby just don't go
One hundred million miles in a minute won't last
End up out on your ass, Enzo and Cass
Started to invest but the whole thing burst
Maybe take a leap but I won't go first
Chilling with the missus and I put in work
and I Gotta lotta time, maybe that's my quirk
Getting so meta song wrote itself
And I Tried to get a word in but it didn't need help
Waving hands in the air like their made outta felt
Gave itself a Grammy, 5 stars on Yelp
It's madness, I'm a casualty
Of these self-inflicted tragedies
Said what I mean and I meant it when I said it
For now we gotta run it cause they'll be here in a minute
But it's ok
It's alright
It'll be better tomorrow, yeah
So For now
We live slow
Die whenever you're feeling it


Die whenever
(A)wait death
Die whenever
(Bey)ond Stars
Die whenever
Buy a truck!
Die whenever
Fight cars!

Sleep in the daytime
come out April and May time
in a comfy sweater

It would be my pleasure

Die whenever
Weigh that
Die whenever
Let go
Die whenever
Draw blanks
Die whenever
Pretzel

Pull the lever
Begin the leasure
Your heartbeat's steady
and your breath is measured

Go to a party
Eat a tray of Havarti, then
solo dolo
party never

I'm one handsome grandson
Track Name: Hot Garbage Redux (Feat. Devon Riley)
Your body is a rooster the size of a man
A cock of the walk with a coppertone tan
eDo your own dance just to see if you lost it
Stand by the road. Maybe you’ll cross it?
Never do coke. Maybe do it once.
In all things honestly. In all things nuance.
Kick, punch, block. I got some kind of flow.
M I X the mix into the zone.

I think that someday
I’ll finally get started
This track is OK
I like this hot garbage

I like this hot garbage

This shit’s gone viral

stay fed on carp and carpal tunnel syndrome. / no carpe diem, waste days, ‘cus life’s dumb.
grow out your tum-tum, like a war drum. / stay hot until you die, and, when you die, die young.
live the lie, lie young, fake it ‘til you fucked it. / buy a truck, buy the farm, uppercut the bucket.
esoteric sojourn of fortune, keep they mouths open. / pull from a deep cut, sippin’ sweet hemoglobin.
and, if the sheet’s soaking, maybe wring it out. / and, if you’re feeling viral, cover your damn mouth.
… and your nose too. it’s like I told you... / … I’m celestial. so is my whole crew.
dense soda jerks need to get their air pumps checked / my man, Angitis, be a pain up in the neck.
erect a trash fire in effigy to a hater. / garbage hot enough to burn down the incinerator.

I think that someday
I’ll finally get started
This track is OK
I like this hot garbage

I like this hot garbage

This shit’s gone viral

Listen, son, I’ll tell you what
‘Tis a sin to not be hot
Pull thy head now from thine ass
Upon the masses ye shall crash

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