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Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Dun-dun, dun-dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun, dun Dun, dun, yeah, yeah Do-gooders are closest to evil, I note as I stroll the cathedral Rogue taxidermist macrame timelines like curtains Sanssouci palace, gold rope dooky chain malice Kabuki callus, moody and stylish, using Cristal as a stylist Thousand car pileup in Kabul, my Liu Kang cool, jukebox mule Gunny sack ran a thread, I'm at they head loosing marbles Anxiety in car fulls and car ride All you see is potato chips on my bar tab archive Blue like steel guitar hard slide Blue like Wilhelm Reich, Bygone Organite Hammond organ squeal, 360 deal, down to the Focusrite I could never keep my focus right Locus always shifting, Plutonian physics Lonely like weekend only visits, hmm, hmm Temptations the time I become a loathsome inventor Memory wholy dementia, enemy trying to hold my to how they remember Night tremor fugue in a hammer pant suit Black organist, organon organic Whole man how God intended, the American way The paragon prays, this is what merits praise And Fridays with F. Gary Grey, Sarah staring strays As does good fortune, never green horses Goodby remorses, I'm flying over you Yeah Ro' Lazarus, go maverick, the pull had 'em asking about magnets They ain't seen me up early at the asscrack with it They ain't seen, they ain't seen, they ain't seen Must get sleep, must consummate with lover All rappers seem to seek out what makes them suffer Must get sleep, must consummate with lover All rappers seem to seek out what, yo In my palm, the weight of ammo was felt Wave the stick like like I just sewed the canvas myself Tobagen cut sharply, cut a rug nicely Exit stage center with the buttercream icing Stripped of my handicaps, fitted like pop meant Bebop so ill, money clip engraved with the guild name Left my copy of Leviathan at the gun range Butter gin for the wunderkind who made a career of out loud wondering Smellin' like satsuma, spit it like your math tutor No time for the subtle cynic, befuddled critic with whimsy Beard like Gimli, and if my light shine dimly it still shine Iridescent moleskine, grown mousy Cue ball, gender Mahal, cupid shuffle Gronkowski Take my house keys, doubting Thomases get brow beat Hoisting poetry, big bags of nostrum groceries I am not what you suppose, but far different Whoever you are holding me now in hand Without one thing all will be useless I give you fair warning before you attempt me further I am not what you suppose, but far different Therefore, release me now Before troubling yourself further
THIS THE CANONICAL VIDEO FOR SANSSOUCI PALACE (4 YEARS LATER)
I DECREE IT
- RAP FERREIRA
Where is the Piano sample for this from?
@@Taymon. asking the wrong questions my boy
Best artists get the least recognition. This jam a jewel
I agree, this track should be a goddamn anthem.
I am not what you suppose, but far different !!
Jesus this is good
thanks for watching, please tell your pals
Best palace ever
This is real music
Brilliant 👍🏿
“It’s white people on space ships bear chest and face lifts”-Milo
Named my youngest Milo because of how much this track means to me. Beautiful.
This is some great editing! Appreciate the fly through space with the best music.
Thank you, glad you dig it.
Lonely like weekend only visits
0:54-0:59
A top milo track and the edits are sooo fucking good.
Much appreciated.
*underknown*
I saw this out reel loud a week or so ago! This was by far my favorite, editing is incredible. Keep it up :,)
Thanks for your support!
I've been slacking on new full length edits but hope to have more soon. Til then, check out some of my other work. And thanks for supporting us editors :)
damn. great track, great edit. cheers.
Much appreciated
Just found out this dude a couple days ago and I fucking LOVE him
Roy is the GOAT.
Thanks for digging my edit, too.
@@BinocularRivalry yeah for sure man, I forgot to say the edit is fantastic 💯
@@mirror1001 word, thank you. like, subscribe, tell a friend...all that jazz
Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Dun-dun, dun-dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun, dun
Dun, dun, yeah, yeah
Do-gooders are closest to evil, I note as I stroll the cathedral
Rogue taxidermist macrame timelines like curtains
Sanssouci palace, gold rope dooky chain malice
Kabuki callus, moody and stylish, using Cristal as a stylist
Thousand car pileup in Kabul, my Liu Kang cool, jukebox mule
Gunny sack ran a thread, I'm at they head loosing marbles
Anxiety in car fulls and car ride
All you see is potato chips on my bar tab archive
Blue like steel guitar hard slide
Blue like Wilhelm Reich, Bygone Organite
Hammond organ squeal, 360 deal, down to the Focusrite
I could never keep my focus right
Locus always shifting, Plutonian physics
Lonely like weekend only visits, hmm, hmm
Temptations the time I become a loathsome inventor
Memory wholy dementia, enemy trying to hold my to how they remember
Night tremor fugue in a hammer pant suit
Black organist, organon organic
Whole man how God intended, the American way
The paragon prays, this is what merits praise
And Fridays with F. Gary Grey, Sarah staring strays
As does good fortune, never green horses
Goodby remorses, I'm flying over you
Yeah
Ro' Lazarus, go maverick, the pull had 'em asking about magnets
They ain't seen me up early at the asscrack with it
They ain't seen, they ain't seen, they ain't seen
Must get sleep, must consummate with lover
All rappers seem to seek out what makes them suffer
Must get sleep, must consummate with lover
All rappers seem to seek out what, yo
In my palm, the weight of ammo was felt
Wave the stick like like I just sewed the canvas myself
Tobagen cut sharply, cut a rug nicely
Exit stage center with the buttercream icing
Stripped of my handicaps, fitted like pop meant
Bebop so ill, money clip engraved with the guild name
Left my copy of Leviathan at the gun range
Butter gin for the wunderkind who made a career of out loud wondering
Smellin' like satsuma, spit it like your math tutor
No time for the subtle cynic, befuddled critic with whimsy
Beard like Gimli, and if my light shine dimly it still shine
Iridescent moleskine, grown mousy
Cue ball, gender Mahal, cupid shuffle Gronkowski
Take my house keys, doubting Thomases get brow beat
Hoisting poetry, big bags of nostrum groceries
I am not what you suppose, but far different
Whoever you are holding me now in hand
Without one thing all will be useless
I give you fair warning before you attempt me further
I am not what you suppose, but far different
Therefore, release me now
Before troubling yourself further