Shadow Hills Tape

by Frank Leone

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"Cost of an Orange" thick fog on a hard road kickboxing a long low fit the dope in a long bone big dog, I'm a mongrel big bark, finnna hit it like a bongo yeah, tangoed with the fiction but shit ain't fit up on my lips like this can listen, been up outta time for the bitchin talk shit, catch a fist in your pig skins bending every spoon in the kitchen I collect the loot off the spins that I'm pitching Got tense & my friends gotta itch off the cliff of discovery i'm muzzling my mentions used to stay buzzing in detention looking at the clock like fuck it if it stop I ain't flinching melting through the benches fuck it I'm the mensch now bitch better have my pensions for the love, got a penchant for the buck, I'm sleep, on the tv it's a Lynch in on them old town roads it's a sickness, Sea to C. see the difference u know my momma need a break be the reason I'm gettin this tall trees save grace from our pigment fault me for the haste in my ligaments part leaves for the kings and the empress saltines for the tempest, fuck'em Supertramp "Ice Cubes" Luyah, who ya willing to ride for? Who I'm ready to die for? I need clarity, little bit of therapy, too Getting it, barely, things getting scarily shoestring On the powerlines, watch how you ferry your tooth Gettin yo Babel on, props, but you chopping your roots They knew better, yeah Now do better, I shoot, veteran aim, adolescent hoops Lesson losed everytime the pain pave another route Nothing new, fuck the ones with the nice view Split up the funds, chuck the ice cubes, Trick'em down Who ya willing to ride for? Who I'm ready to -
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02:06
the pain summoned the fake crumble neath the weight and think of us i thank nothing i'm the great frank from it from the look of it i think rain's coming i'm from the crooked end of champaign county handmade bounty only house on the block where the pack stay grounded from the book a little game came bounding hit the brain gave power to this thing i planned for the rain came saddled with the haystack backed by the same facts spilling outta Eden when you need a bang but I'm 30 hunnid mile away i'm wylin wait a minute in my grip it's finna bend the frame the rain summoned we been sleeping with the same pain momma time to get a little pay day sonny summertime on this shit stained summit
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01:59
Your pace analog Put that on me, if it landed wrong Planting on banal feet keep the lantern off Layered in denial, deep, keep your lanyard on Man alone, nearing fleets, seen but never known Malevolant lil streak in the weapon on me: a need to level up Pedal underneath creased like a weathered One Teflon envelope the beast searing feathers off Sexed out, fumbling the breeze in my chest, when I'm Stressed out, crumbling the leaves give me rest Give me checks, cows circling the moon for me Baby, ground me, no tomb, floor me Why the room stormy, when my mouth dry Why the, big sighs, Mama, health flies Through the window like a tenant out the house fire Outside blowing spinnach out the alpine I got the pace up, tremors in the fault lines Never placed no grimmace in my problems Cause the race grow thinner when it's all eyes On me like a motherfucking house fly
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all night long, all night long, yeah barking, up all night long spark finna blow my lungs far from a kodak moment sorry for remarks, i'm gone arguing up all night long tired finna blow my gun far from a kodak moment tapping the rope, i'm gone
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01:53
dont place stock in the wrong omens or play Spock when you long, own it i gotta watch what i learn 'fore i earn focus and go pause, listen In to God, fore i wrote this in the car near the coast, it ain't hard to forget it's hopeless till you are and the tents dominate the underpass of the upper part where the rubble marks get toasted man even if we tried shit is nevermind man you ain't ever cried over postage shit, ion ever get that pink wet letter anymore cause the splinter in my eye is an oak tree she used to hold me, i used to hold me, too this ain't the old me speaking, it's the new one, fool she used to dance standing over my shoes i used to glance at a couple of ew's cause she would too and we would lose each other about a week after he died i was crying in her bed that night till i was drier than her sobering view and later on i made sure she got fed up too i hit that pothole going 72, and peeled off nothings gonna save you nothings gonna save you nothings gonna save you nothings gonna save you nothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save younothings gonna save youv
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"ESTUPIDEZ" Never applaud the all of an only child Never resurrect the gall he'd outgrown awhile ago I promise it's over I got the boom stick tall & I ain't knocking it over Used to brooms in the kitchen with a pitcher of sober I wouldn't mop shit, stupid, I was juking the odor Two can elope, and two can erode Into two of the most cold troops on the road Cats'll whiten they minds, so don't shoot with a bow I used to wipe my eyes harder than 12 target my bros Now I just let it flow We could let it go, but we don't, so, shit.
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01:51
never been a minute this gold in my lifetime trapping it close wing in the wind i been chosen the flight lane lapping them folks heading home heavy handed good plots summon my Grammies good box under that ungh back oomf that vaccuum pack proof wrapped in the middle like candy gassed in the Go flow cash in and broke no math shit i'm that bright bulb flicker when I rap right bored bicker with the back like set sail now I'm pouring liquor on her back like warm soap lathering the boat for a fast night maglight peaking through the blinds like hindsight 2020 I ain't running nothing but a wine night peace to the fiends & the holics supertramp get'em hooked on phonics shoot the klan loot the man shit promised pull ya brand hit the lam get ready for the end, facts don't ruffle my fringe but the crowd gon shuffle y'all ends Max B drip new Tesla In the backseat cleaning my lens Rapsheet thick new bezzle And the tax steep baby I'm in That's me last year in the meadow Now I leveled up pedal off hinge

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long year in shadow hills, california

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released May 23, 2019

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