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Too Much to Deal With

from Seeing Things by brokeMC

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Another late night, strike, border early morn
flight of the navigator, animated porn
dilapidated cornucopias, fabricated phobias
blowin dust, nobody but us.
Us is We, club VIP, pump, grind and lean, bump
life is speed, jump high and scream till all our eyes bleed
keep talking baby or w'll die in our sleep.

Fly with me flutter on moth wings dusted
getting closer to the light envisioning combustion
how close can we get if we're not allowed to touch it
you feel it, fuck it, but first you gotta trust it, well
so much for that one, cut another round
wait for your chance to empty your head of the clouds
face paint melting like you cold clocked a clown
this circle of lust would sure make old Bacchus proud.

Back and forth and up and down,
you ain't ever gonna get out of this town,
it's the same old bottle being passed around,
so shut your eyes and open your mouth

don't that foam go straight to the dome though
pull that line, teeth grind and smoke Ohs
Showboat floating through the holes in the ozone
ya hold tight to the light but don't choke the soul's growth

now I don't wanna make you paranoid, but you're
acting like a Scarecrow's hairy groin, barely
enjoying the company you keep in that
pumpkin shell where Peter's little wifey weeps.

Nice dreams, priceless, dancing with a specter
two left feet insecurity collector,
insanity lecture, contaminated minds
you're rambling on nothing unconcerned with a reply

burn those feelers, sensors and gumb lick,
grab her by the hips, lip lock and tongue kiss
dusted reflections magnify the bad brains then
dirty sex on the mattress adding to the stains

gather the remains like cadavers in the rain
bastards of the fall, bitches on a chain
at the end of the day you hate em all the same
cause you didn't find the magic in that 8 ball's game.

It's ours
but no one really wants it
the power
its just enough to run with
the money
throw your dollars in the air
the future don't exist as long as we're right here.

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from Seeing Things, released April 28, 2008

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brokeMC Brooklyn, New York

Since 2005, brokeMC has been an innovator of the Indie NYC rap scene. Releasing five solo albums, collaborating on three albums with the famous MINDSpray Crew, and countless other cameos and contributions, he is a prolific creative force and active supporter of the NYC music community.

brokeMC believes in revolutions of heart and mind, expansion of soul and spirit, and evolution of perception.
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