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oak park - ryz1st lyrics

[chorus]
no power left
everyone everyone got in their cars and left
gotta travel downtown to text
i feel back in 2012. my life has been a giant waste

[verse 1]
city smells like a sauna. the police are deployed
to protect pricy homesteads, case goons go to pull out
their toolies and toys, live up to the name
like $uicideboy$. there’s hurt that burns
more than corium
only thing we get on put’s a blast furnace
america’s *n*l prolapse, a period piece
paintеd with used kotex. gotta lab off my d*ck
to spite all your ballеrs. they though history over
and cite f*kuyama. now i’m stuck to the cycle
they’re puzzled i’m huffy, while the darkness surrounds me
no future in sight, like island of nauru
while you’re horsing around with the drugs and the bottles
inside your fifth house and keep telling me
just how much money is out here for taking
but when your darker brothers and sisters fall on hard
times somehow they’re stuck there forever
and you watch them unfeathered
watch them getting worn out like a fresh shirt
wanna dip in my culture, like a sauce or a dressing
but hold on to the masters, hog the top and the headroom
i’m just a p*wn so you’re playful, but fall dumb when it’s anything
’bout advancement up through the ranks
’cause you’re bluffing your endgame
you had so many choices, none of them mattered
the maze is designed to contain you inside
entergy’s eyeing further expansion
take over the turbines, ’fore they survey the damage
or know when they’ll mend it. this preparation is
awful tremendous
we off the grid*grid*grid. drake flirts with kids*kids*kids
*i’m actually michael jackson*
who gives a shi*shi*shi, this man is rich*rich*rich
i wanna be this him
yeah
we’re still going hyper in a thin blowout diaper
hope with these electrolytes i’m sweatin’ out avarice

[chorus]
no power left
everyone everyone got in their cars and left
gotta travel downtown to text
i feel back in 2012. my life has been a giant waste

[verse 2]
what we’re taught most is patience, obeisance, just wait, gosh
and good things will come, but it’s more of the same though
when nothing arrives, it’s your fault, don’t just sit there
you gotta work hard for what you want. what?
find a job, uh, just gotta wait then
till someone somewhere will deign underpay you
welcome to america
they don’t know that my introduction to it
smelled like garbage and trash juice the same age they got them
their first adult vehicle
and when they got accepted to their second choice
i was sleeping out somewhere in gateway community
near by woodward, scared by raccoons
and since then it’s been
just serving these industries that keep serving us minimums
be the jailor or prisoner. if the picture gets way too big
get a shrink, like brian wilson did
open doors, let the breeze come in. sit watching ice melt slowly
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[chorus]
no power left
everyone everyone got in their cars and left
gotta travel downtown to text
i feel back in 2012. my life has been a giant waste

[verse 3]
the key is to keep us believing that this is the best way to be
so when you get ripped off officially you’ll just go flip on a screen
sit expectantly, let them dig in even deeper and send you the difference bill
make you feel bad you can’t connect, you need more cash to take trips with pals
it’s easier then to stream entertainment and sleep in your den till your shift starts again
this is the calendar everyone has. anything that can’t fit with that
gets left by the way. you’re at where they say, when you can’t reach a friend, just stare and gestate
’til the things just get better, ’cause they said that’s the path, that’s the best you can get, you’ll be threatened and bashed
if you question the plan to eat cr*p and clock in so your labor can pay for their met gala train
yeah, going to see the next marvel is giving more power to very same towers that separate us
leech all your time and make you feel lonesome, we’re feeding the tyrants
go by rouse’s to charge up. more cars are driving, more carbon wattage, someone chokes on monoxide
the lawn’s getting cuttered. everyone’s in a hurry to revive how it was right before ida
sucking their vomit, double*timing the follow up like a happy reunion. can imagine a heaven
but not the end of the capitalism, a more benevolent routine that doesn’t sacrifice humans, less death and pain centered cult rites
*beep* *happy labor day and thank you so much for joining us…*
the lights are back on. let’s get this bread like communion
*it’s business as usual!*

- ryz1st lyrics

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