more from
BearTooth Collective

Artifact Of Lifegiver​/​Seoul Korean BBQ

from by cunabear

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $1 USD  or more

     

lyrics

Activate the right reaction
I am slacker, under-average
Needs his glasses just to see his passion's blossoming

Asthmatic anxious lanky packaging
Lavish heart of gold and knack for gracing Hope with love

Introduce a stigma
He is weak of will and depressed
Compressed into a form
That's of a world
That holds his fate to uniform

Wait

A crack in the coding
Turn on the genius
Watch as they feed him
Fill him with creative processing power and evoke his evolution into the ether

A mere taste of capability

Artifact of lifegiver
Hold the silver sliver of truth on your tongue
Empowered by the craft that you love
When all the demons below and angels above treat your trust like a feast for the numb
Armageddon is null

Activate the system
Is put in place to make all functions synchronize
Emotions non existent
If monetary gain is not fulfilled the end is in our future

Exploit the slacker
He holds skill and lacks the tact required to rule the world of his own will
We must confront him
We must control
We must contort
We must reform
We must conform him

His only strength comes from knowing freewill
Which we will mirage as entrapment
And then destroy him
____________________

So I'm chillin at the Green Tea
Or maybe it was Yummy House?

I can't recall I just remember seeing you after a shitty day at work

You were maxin' at the register with the black visor and the red top

I tried to impress and hoped to win with the corniest lines I could feed
But all my bait is common place and all I'm good for is my grin

It's fly that your down to swim with beach bums
Maybe I could treat ya
Snow cones on the boardwalk
We don't shit talk
Just some chatter about how I'm not your favorite rapper while I'm nervously strumming drum patterns on my thighs and wishing they were yours

When you don't look I glance into your eyes and write lame raps like this about how you've probably holstered your mind on the idea of some other guy

Ignorance is bliss and fuck me if it's nice
You asked me for my number when I ordered the fried rice
I fumbled and stuttered twice
The points go to rewards but now it just feels nice to have someone ask me for my number
And it's 3, with extra chicken

credits

from BadFurDay, released November 7, 2016
Measure #1 produced by B. Mayor.
Measure #2 produced by sp00ks.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

cunabear Savannah, Georgia

Patron Saint of Patron Saints.

Jazzy, lascivious, psychedelic rap.

EPK: beartoothcollective.wixsite.com/cunabear

contact / help

Contact cunabear

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code