False Noises For Real Impressions

by The Letter Noon

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1.	TLن 02:36	lyrics	buy track
rock paper scissors, shoot like a killer ya wouldn’t last long like Scaramucc under lizards go find a cash cow with a boob you can sip on i’ll take your gal out play Celia Cruz then I twist her This ain’t a pow wow more like a count down till dinner season raw flesh while the quartet plays Zimmer Pour some cabernet while the sun rays come hither yo Kia roll the jay, let the hash burn and sizzle Pass it off to Ladix who was staring at her easel I was blessed to be amongst y’all thats my cohort, my people Sundays were rituals some day we’ll get to do a number of shows cause others will know the letter noon coming soon to a town near you? NOPE cause our sound is not allowed in Iran, AND my producer is banned where I’m from, BUT hip hop connected us that night in Milan, yo we T-H-E, L-E-T-T. E-R-N-O, O-N y’all know we T-H-E, L-E-T-T. E-R-N-O, O-N y’all know its the last stop of the red line where you get off a green couch you’ll slip off stove with a tea pot that gets hot to sip on tobacco leaf with hashish in Rizlas hear Gil Scott speak till the clip burns your fingers then take turns seeing who first hits a triple 40 to finish, before you turn 40 let us start us a business sell this thing called art thats so subjective to critics and its hard to think you’d make it when you’re being a realist what is making it? yoooo it’s making a living what is there to make when we’re already existing focus on your passion then make a steady commitment an existence well spent, yes we’re happy we did it got a lot more to spend, we’re just dropping the second got a chock full of gems since we combined in a session this is how to understand two people coming from different views on this land, still we’re sharing a vision now we’re making the decision to be we T-H-E, L-E-T-T. E-R-N-O, O-N y’all know we T-H-E, L-E-T-T. E-R-N-O, O-N y’all know
2.	Circus Tent 03:44	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1: Take hiatuses to get a break from this craziness a circus in a tent we got self righteous left sided alt righters thumb typers wise me discussing from the side bench a quarter back activist Harvey groping actresses tiki torching Nazi fits refugees left optionless Cardi B to Mitch McConnell hardly sleep cause Mr. Donald love to tweet, we love to follow up the street another sorrow with no time spent looking at the fine print got yourself a license now you’re part of ISIS rolling on the sidewalk leave a bunch of lifeless bodies for the sirens shake my head in silence then play my Netflix desensitize the next threat enterprise who strategize and analyze to get rich televise those telling lies you tell on them you dead kid watch precise there outside how many lives affected Chorus: Somewhere, old man withers he sees death, as the new born gets up the first steps, life will continue so why take ourselves so seriously Hook: You wanna relax and kick your feet back? nuhuh you trying to detach and find a new path? c’mon look at the impact you need to react, get pumped! don’t mind your business nor listen to facts just run your mouth and fingers and then aim them at anyone if you get triggered pull your trigger and blast your gun theres no discussing repercussions whats done is done we’re up to something we know nothing we’ve just begun Chorus: somewhere, old man withers he sees death, as the new born gets up the first steps, life will continue so why take ourselves so seriously
3.	Hands Up (feat.Mc Da Emcee) 02:27	lyrics	buy track
Dry craters for nine acres goodbye neighbors abducted. sucked into a structure of lasers they’re coming to claim us we’re cats in the cradle/ wrapped in a fable where the after math’s fatal cause the master minds mapped a math to blast disasters that sent us back in time now we’re looking like plato mayday we made drones that take aim and take souls play dead or case closed from lake shores to grey holes just cause they say so Genetically modified organizations the sorcerer shape shift put a torch to the matrix then teleport to my spaceship morphing like morpheus massive size magnetize orbits in to organization fortified foreign lies falsify pages corpses buy cages in a corporized basement blatant blind taking bites out the bacon slice batted by the basic binds that keep your mind vacant why Space craft invade your waste land enslave your race and make way for mayhem HANDS UP bomb blast touchdown make contact rush crowds with raw raps crush cats in combat HANDS UP Alien invasion homosapien enslavement 80 suns away 80 ships is waiting my alias is ancient made way before the solar system started spinning threw the apex punch planets leave they particles in the dark parts of space creating carcusses out of everything that is carbon based no armor guards my heads arms and legs Apparatus capture cattles carve maps in corn pastures analyze the anatomic mold brains to form statues privatizing pyramids patterns maze inform masters disintegrate is imminent conform now there no after blow past the whole atmosphere better know we control the pharaohs and the popes that told you whats real we own half the soul on this here little globe we unload no arrows just a dose of some fear Castles and casts cast from religion take half of your stash like they practice division no more propaganda presidents cocky prime ministers pimpin settlements counting property line prisoners no pity for your privilege from city flats to villages no idioms for idiots senseless and insidious get rid of all the precedents combining crucial elements for planet lives and specimens initialize a reverence Space craft invade your waste land enslave your race and make way for mayhem HANDS UP bomb blast touchdown make contact rush crowds with raw raps crush cats in combat HANDS UP
4.	Requiem For A Young Musician 01:58		buy track
5.	Silent Seasons (Shirman Remix) 02:04	lyrics	buy track
made mad room for ruminants now we're gassed up like fumigants Louis Pasteur that was lucrative all these pastures are gonna do us in my grandkids might not exist! god damn where's my common sense! let me get a Big Mac, large fries, and oh...some mozzarella sticks got a fetish for less is more but I need that new upgrade Eddie Bernays the shepard who shaped the field in which we graze I got a feeling that we're slaves I got a feeling that we're chained to the feeling of a crave for possessions that will make my sore thumb to a warm gun the rest is history we're at the forefront, its important to think differently We keep on giving you a reason for you to give us a silent treatment with silent seasons our violent treatment these silent seasons why'd you need it? we keep on giving you a reason for you to give us a silent treatment with silent seasons our violent treatment these silent seasons why'd you need it? now why'd we need it? we dumping biocides, by and by, miles high comfortable opposite? ostracized off the site done with you copped a ride, hop inside, exhaust the pipes run the fumes fossilized on top of my white hyundai unamused control the speed of this holocene keep closing on them every week we stretch our reach to every species rhino horn, bumble bee tree private lawn, cut the jungle easy fire arms if you can't be weeded waters gone now pour the cement honk your horns next silent season we keep on giving you a reason for you to give us a silent treatment with silent seasons our violent treatment these silent seasons why'd you need it? we keep on giving you a reason for you to give us a silent treatment with silent seasons our violent treatment these silent seasons why'd you need it? now why'd we need it?
6.	Green Line Passenger 03:11	lyrics	buy track
Blackout slow brain turns to muck Yak Go from the last bar too close to the first train that runs Dash Powder in nose smoke grows in my lung Sacks Whiskey liver, piss in river 4th row from the front Back At it again can't handle your drink habitual liquor pours splash inside of 2 inch, glass diameters order another round for us Cin cin The barkeep and the janitor Six deep, malarkey what an amateur Please leave or we'll have to call the manager Flash forth to a green line passenger Trying to stay awake before the 8th stop passes us look around people staring at their Candy Crush.... Uh wtf So I start to nod off till in walks this broad with some sexy clothes on see Emma effers wouldn't usually make a move but Emma effers had one too many brews so Emma effers thinks what's there to lose hey what's your name where you from what you do babe? She nodded and got off I nodded and sat down she don't know what she's missing man god damn got a piss again bro keep your mind on the prize Focus for the moment keep your eyes open wide Gotta fight off the urge to fall asleep and then die There's a few stops left then we could call it a night But! My lids feel heavy, barely hyrdated, lemme lay my head back Curtains start closing, really i hope make it, start doze off to a guy who was playing sax
7.	Where You At? 02:45	lyrics	buy track
stardust residue big bang centrifuge black holes we getting through tadpoles tentacles plants grow plentiful ash smoke hemisphere ice caps, we fight back and last till we get us here day by day made our way past the many years time and space collaborate i think i see some grey hairs noon to moon. womb to tomb yo that’s all there is wake up, do stuff, start again where you at when the sunrise hits? where you at when the sunshine out? where you at when the sunset dips? where you at when the freaks come out? where you at when the shit get real? where you at when you love the most? where you at when you need to heal? is where you’re at where you wanted to go? whats a 24 look like in this life you waking in the morning or getting home from a late night alarm clock, rooster crow baby with some head lice commute to a 9 to 6 a troop in reconnaissance a troupe practice drama skits deers in some head lights cheers for the tenth time praying five times to Mecca sliding down a pole to get the dollar bills for lectures 7 billion on this globe turning slow around an ember where you at when the sunrise hits? where you at when the sunshine out? where you at when the sunset dips? where you at when the freaks come out? where you at when the shit get real? where you at when you love the most? where you at when you need to heal? is where you’re at where you wanted to go? star light not in view city grid center fuse blacks out when weather brews lab coats federal plants smoke chemicals assholes interfere prozac, throw those back and mask what we really fear day by day made our way pas the many tears time and space collaborate create what we think is here noon to moon, womb to tomb is that all there is? wake up, do stuff, start again