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Delayed only slightly, due to an unexpected nap, The Grammar Club proudly presents the result of its first Noblesse Oblige challenge, wherein a series of multiple-choice questions determine the details of a song.

The questions themselves have been re-posted in this neat retrospective YouTube video, which I will make a completely public post for, but the link is here:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWOVigwmePA

I won't spoil it by saying more. Listen to the song, watch the video, and please enjoy. :)

Your friend,
-Shael

lyrics

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

credits

from Live Slow. Die Whenever., released August 5, 2018
Beefy: lyrics, vocals
Glenn: additional vocals
Sean: additional arrangement, additional production
Shael: additional arrangement, original demo, lyrics, vocals
Tanner: additional arrangement, mastering
Ty: guitar, arrangement, production

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Above art by Hex (zombiehiphophex.deviantart.com)

Album art by Ricky Henry and Joe Dunn

Additional site art by Art League Houston

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