But honestly it’s maybe the darkness that we just see bright...
Presenting Unknown Culture Proyect.
lyrics
Seeing friends become enemies, ‘cause in their veins they got envy
Unfriendly me, fuck you! & your girl can suck me gently
Plenty of benjis on my mind, once I get them, going stingy
Unless you blood fam, unless you rode with the pistol in your hand
Pointing it, shooting it, to let them know who's the man
The man with the grams, you want solid blows, I got them whams
Paid… for my own shit, you got chopped up for being slow & shit
Your girl screwed up for acting like a whore & shit, what a bitch!
Or? Is that just life? Is that just your wife?
Now ‘cause I found some similarities with their whores who work late at night
They do it for the paper rite, sold white to get my paper rite
Stuffed Miss Jane inside her plane sparked her up & let her in my brain
Constantly providing her more flame & there's only one complaint
Why you leave? FUCK!!! What I mean is I smoked it all up
Homie call the plug up, hello! It's Rio & you know what the fucks up
People hungry out here, so he knew what I meant when I said I needed food
He just responded, everything good, meet you in the hood
Peeled off in the Chevy box, steady glock, purple bud & yellow rocks…
On my grind, one more time! Being broke is like being blind
‘Cause you ain't seeing I,- Not me, not myself, Jim Carrey style -
On a special request, I could get the best girl gone wild
Can't drop prices, focused on letting that money pile
Don't even ask, just flash the cash, in & out in a dash
Before going to jail I rather take a trip in the past,
No more selling blow, there I go, fell asleep & woke up in Mexico…
Every time they speak I hear rhetorical questions
I'm the oracle's presence in the flesh & it's reflected
Upon your essence of tranquillity, see no ability's rejected
Specially if there's a little bit of me detected
Yes it gets hectic understanding other's ethics
So being directed is a lesson I've been I stressing
Upon those second guessing taking blessings for granted
Until they're stranded abandoned
In mess in which they managed to land in
So give me your hand man, I've been there and done that
I confronted life myself but this bitch she swung back
& from that moment I'm forever weaving & bobbing
While my mother's steady grieving and sobbing
If it wasn't for material objects
We wouldn't carry sins in our garments
Now I'm living out of a closet in a homie's department
With a plan for enlargement since I'm the opposite of flame retardant
Yet it's hard to explain the pain through out the game
I mean your saying, but obviously you never played it man
Jay is here to stay and I hope you respect that
Starting from scratch due to a minor set back
But Ima get that regardless
Strictly for my fam so they won't see a man with hardships
Now a days the law is lawless
& the evil's in the people since they're heartless
& the government’s stubbornness keeps us targets
,. Flawless we ma seem like
But honestly it’s maybe the darkness that we just see bright
Bright…
For this LP, Formen modified old 16bit effects units which were then cascaded via internal patch points to develop a glitchy sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 18, 2021
