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song lyrics, vocal arrangements, bass and organ written and performed
by AJ RUSSELL // music co-produced by CARPETFACE and DJAR ONE
arranged and mixed by CARPETFACE cuts performed by Incredeeple
c & p NEWBIAS Records 2017 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

LYRICS:

Get high / and low ….get high / and low ….get high...
Everybody has highs and lows, everybody gets highs and lows

Yo! dont even get me started on the lows.
supposing flows as dope as those effect the payment of whats owed.
Round and round it goes, and where it stops i think you know.
A king's head on a pike, eyes in the bellies of crows.
and now you know we need to take back the radio shows
get them household names changed back to john does.
Babies like mine dying at the side of the road
while half you motherfuckers wages going straight up your nose.
The other half on tax booze magazines and clothes.
To compare at my shows. my tired eyes are closed.
Im overdosed on ropey hope and faker tits than those.
And so it goes party people. Fuck your pout and your pose.

Let me at em man ill splat em time for rhyming about the highs
Tiny eyes will open wide outside the left and right of thighs
and gain in size - the brightness shining like Aurora in the skies
surprise surprise the skies are falling time to rise against the tide
til the tide turns take you back to funk like sideburns
A wide birth given to your eye as your wife gurns
Un-stifling your rights presiding over your life-earns,
tonight you might learn how to fight on the right terms.

The highs and lows the life i chose with the rights I know
with the Mic I'm molesting, yo after yo
til you understand I'm nobody's mouthpiece
im a loud beast im a sound freak and I pound beats.
i'm somebody's father.
Rhyme worms in a proud beak.

The Mic hurts, sometimes i rhyme til the dyke squirts
With ripe dirt rising on the side of a light flirt,
Death and starvation dressing up in a tight skirt,
Somebody lying with a tie and a white shirt
With high plans, toppled skyscrapers and finance,
and fine shanks stabbing out the eyes of the wise man.
"Can I cram any more pies into my pram? "
"im Low but when I'm high im setting fire to the mic stand"

Can I provide you with reason not to suicide?
With every low and high a step to being your own spirit guide?
Splinter-factioned action acting backwards to fashion,
the fracking mashing up the planet man it's no surprise that people get:
the urge to splurge and bet. the herd wont get my version yet,
feeling fine then down the line its debt depression Percocet...
so you can just forget about the superpower making this the the last hour
quick! Smell the glyphosated flower, get…..

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from CARPETFACE - COGNITIVE DISS LP, released July 21, 2017

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