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tREY pOP VERSE 1:
it's time for that
-slick talkin, big boppin, chirs walken, of this
tirbute to the glib who, keep the glorious pop in what they
offerin up, often pups are barking at a full roar, but~it's
really corny kennel kernels drillin at a full bore, these*
little evil weevils, trying to slice into our bolls, suck the
life out, -so i blaze faster, bust the pipe out~ and~set
phasers to char, and roast the whole damn receptacle.
later's when i'll wonder if my actions were respectable.*
gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE 1:
We staying fed tummy full luxury wine and bread stenciled mental broken tables full of oregonian labels floral fire smoking croquet with queens and the fanfare keep heads Rollin easy out them jordache jeans pierced at the crease sleaze on the vine battle fed prime stay entangled in the grind aphrodity jacuzzi with the closest porters of mine throughout this glorious grime
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glorious, glorious. glorious, we keep it glorious
glorious, glorious. glorious, we keep it glorious
glorious, glorious. glorious, we keep it glorious
glorious, glorious. glorious, we keep it glorious
tREY pOP VERSE 2:
-back to the matter at hand, smite my enemy w/
love, i'm really just light squared, times life energy
drugs, provide remedies to all our ugly tendencies,
self-medicated, predicated on it mending me
this darned bear, keeps the track wrapped in stitches,
classic with the content, take you back, aloysius
spittin shallow pitches -straight over the -plate, that
blast past y'all, slack-jawed, exclaimin "no way!"
gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE 2:
huntin buterflies i Cop a piece of cream pie out A vanilla sky stay diamond hard fuel cole derived gods children follow fatherhood pipe pussys pissed this ledge leads to eternal bliss impartial to novelettes and a gods flow with a slight lisp the papa bear quantum leaped these wacko logical liers with the flick of a righteous wizards wrist mature spit up past jeopardy piecies scalling while your asleep in a serpents belly with blind fish
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tREY pOP VERSE 3:
diggin through the brig for a little sip of bourbon
ticklin my ribs, the heart beating in this person
fickler than shit, i'll martyr treasonous converters who
bartered with their purse gleam, for start a against the first string
-i hold malice against those bold yet untalented
foldable and malleable, but far from discernable
tin foil emcees, you've done spoiled Every scene
drop my finger on the button, kill the world to burn em all
gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE 3:
Soul sewn seam through the crown of a fortunate king depict the dialect from the lines Writen in between steam roll inception it's just a wet dream thoroughbred saddle king kissin diamonds set in pinky rings around the rosery count your confessions strength through miagi lessons just pray you dont choke being forcefed these glorious perfections
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HOOK 1:
we're talkin music,
glorious music
that poppy music,
we're talkin music
jASON DA hATER VERSE:
HOOK 2:
we're talkin music,
glorious music
that poppy, poppy music
tREY pOP VERSE:
these kids
play man to man, and bug reppin no homo/ we
in the zone on the road stuck stressed bout no promo/ i'm
most impressed with those controllin flows fast & slo-mo
liquidate you twinkies for bad business, -no more ho- *
ho's, break up dirt, do work, the garden patch tended
-state of alert, this is the end game, last ditch effort
-prayin the earth suspends blame & vast snitch networks
-i~landed~on~this~planet~like~y'all, crashed in head*
FIRST~still knockin dust out my ears, and brushin shoulders off
-chill with a cup over here, until the show goes off
vocals off, holler at the sound man for some monitors
locals drop some dollars and a pound, snaggin merchandise*
stuck addicted, try recapturing elusive perfect highs
much of the rhyme, striving~to~reproduce that certain tim-
ING. i'm in. all the way. push stack to pot.
-watch the chips drop, but i got that oil cracklin*
HOT-later tater-~i~wait~for all ruffles to lay, first, then
spray words, the big mist-er, swamp coolin, trey's verse
pops so hard, all my joints go arthritic/ after
tracks, orthopedists~and~audiologists~catch~visits
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gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE:
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yeah the story don't/ yeah the
story don't stop stop/ it's the
glorious, it's the glorious
pop pop
tREY pOP VERSE:
- i'ma spit it umbilical
- for y'all babies, one syllables
- mmm~ nah, i can't keep it minimal
- not into pitbull pitiful
- so~roMANtic when i ridicule
- my~seMANtic love is fillin you
- smoke a plant, tantric physical
bank on that, dank fiscal's what i bring the
youth- and it's so warm and fuzzy
- don't worry, trey's not scuzzy
- jump on stage all buzzing
dead-pan fun, pulled ahead and won
truuust me- that's all that i'm askin
- - dj hush cut the track and
- - in our souls you're baskin/ hope you're
strapped in, all~on~the~table?, we stack --nap-kins.
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iAME VERSE:
So romantic when it's ridicul-- ous, the lust
between me & these cuts
I'm attracted to, and they attract to me,
while you gets nun.. just vows of chastity..
I turn a convent into a dorm room
and tell these girls behave like you're born to.. (sinners)
nah, it's all part of my metaphor okay?
where the rhythms like women with whom I fornicate..
It's been done before? no way.
I'm the original guy who came up with the initials to convey it..
OG, small TM after, small C in the circle..
in other words, that's all me..
the architect with his blueprint..
the very first to ever do it..
Right? if not, great minds think alike
now find your own voice, don't suck and don't bite (rappers)
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gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE:
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we put that
mask on - / it's just
fashion- / not long
lastin- / g pop
baskin
gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE 1:
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tREY pOP VERSE 2:
it's the
reTURN of the jilted maverick, pull the hilt from the
scabard, let's storm the castle then rebuild the
palace. get this ceaser established. i beat back the
malice to find only the- lonely inhabit the*
-vainglorious. the pain is scored on us
keep track of scabs on the - maimed forearms of
tamed poor ones who were- trained by saurons
only to destroy.~see we emply brain torrents/ our*
stormy winds whip up a born-again fervor
-minus the spineless fanatical nurture
disCOURage the monstrous. develop your conscience
pulverizing fossils~with the powder paint picassos
aiming at the process, never the destination/ no
-shame in a loss, unless you focus on presentation
-fame is an object to be dashed in an instant
-live as a ghost or pass to a new dimension?
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gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE 3:
tell penned golden leafed mouth consumed candy
cane give aches causing the sandmans teeth to fall
out. sloth pigs asleep on the couch
white birds fly north and south. it's always winter
pj's on the mouse housecoat dripped in
laziness. promethazine cough/ even
during pharmaceutical slumber Esteban doesn't
stop
tREY pOP VERSE 3:
and i say
-rest upon those props and crutches/ makin
jerks, poppin clutches --go to work moppin
dungeons, clean ourselves in to a corner/ make our
way out tip-toed dry spot to dry spot lungin/ we*
apPLY god, espunging past trudgings over unoffered
coats atop puddles --hands in center, let's
huddle, and on three, we'll give a cheer to a/ clearly
true notorious crop. beer me, dude. we're glorious pop.
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dark gray clouds it's time to get outta here -dip
now. we're gonna celebrate our life's parade of -let
downs. so strong we tolerate every sling and
arROW,- take the high road elevatin straight and*
narROW, fiddled about, we nearly nero'ed while the/ earth
burned, one good turn deserves another, love for my
glorious brother, phila delph of an iller self,
tREY pOP VERSE:
got the skill of stealth, -but~you might hear me from a mile off,*
all these kush cultivars have left me with a mild cough
trials off, another blurry tuesday with no jury duty,
stay at home, time creating, down the stairs, in my basement,
say a sentence perfectly, condenser mic circuitry *
reLAYS the signal through the pre-amp, silver-tongued, mercury
sun, why you jerkin me? all i needs a yea or nay,
got no time to play or wait, book me send a save the date
graves await our mortal coils, make the case for stayin loyal*
BRIDGE:
with a pinch of humor
and a sense of light
stumblin in our stupor
we represent the night
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dark gray clouds it's time to get outta here -dip
now. we're gonna celebrate our life's parade of -let
downs. so strong we tolerate every sling and
arROW,- take the high road elevatin straight and*
narROW, fiddled about, we nearly nero'ed while the/ earth
burned, one good turn deserves another, love for my
glorious brother, phila delph of an iller self,
gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE:
They Long for the Longfellow of this hidieous lock combination graceful longhand at graceland barley and hops props to the vinyl heads slice the ringtone cops flu snot 151 shots rockets and angelic blood clots plastic 380 amo costs lots to much hardheaded souls stomach rots perfect damn near but just not quite, not that I will ever blood red stop already we hybernatting through thoughts Matterhorn top
BRIDGE:
with a pinch of humor
and a sense of light
stumblin in our stupor
we represent the night
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HOOK:
livin the life
live in the times
live in the light
live in the grime
liftin our sights
liftin our minds
liftin our life
liftin our times
tREY pOP VERSE:
an
immiGRANT, who slithered in along the snake river bed
never been guilty of being~a~dick to the innocent
sever clean, filthy when i spit, slender with minarette
silHOUettes, cast shadows of mass gallows, while i bend your necks*
-herdin y'all's vertebra, my hustle- rustle true headz
dispersin y'all's personals, a must among new friends
servin ya'll murderous. bust flows, discussing move-ments
cursing ya'll's vertigo, i stay blowed, a true trend*/
-blue~blend~with thumb crumbled lumps of hash tumbled in
imPROVEs when i ignite the lightly twisted, smoke rumblin~over
stubbled chin, doubled over when my lungs stung with trouble
grin when dippin shovel~loads~in~the~bubbles man i'm loving when smooth*
plants hit, burn my finger, smirk, then wu-tang it
never plan a spit, because the channeling enhances it
automatic writin~caught in mad excitement. slaughter your
entire titan teaaaaaaaaam. turnin~turbiiiiness as~iiii~steeeeeam
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gLORIOUS eSTEBAN VERSE:
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released February 14, 2013
All photos taken and edited by Max A Chavez.
Layout by Oso Negro.
Mastered by Luke Meade, the Mix House, Boise, ID.
Mixes & drops by Oso Negro.
