yeah I rise like the Burj, out the sand with two rocks I emerge,
pound them hands, astounding proverbs, you get an ounce of flesh i get a crown of dirt,
yeah, I raise em high, from the head, with a faded eye,
it’s amazing how I came to claim and I maintained all my fixation on the chains and pain,
would I stop if you showed up with two cents and motive, my thoughts are focused, on top like POTUS, so stop the old shit you tryna infiltrate my opus,
you ingrates all owe us, you gonnna bake the cake mufucka, you disgraceful rodents, and save the tropes cuz the racist knows all the ways to show us all the fucking hate he’s holding,
so get the fuck back, hands to the wall, ass pucker up, batter up, make em sprawl, gotta dump all the bodies in the swamp, edible, edifice gonna tumble, sentiments to the fall
feel the weight of the whole earth
calm that down
i got patience that won’t work
(adlib)
feel the weight of the whole earth
lain on my back like an old shirt
dust on my shoulders, shrug, roll em over
crack my neck and get the loafers,
cuz it’s all gray hairs now, stair down the barrel,
I’m aware how the bare sou nd of airing out my cares
bound to scare my heirs but i’m around when the shit’s down
I got way too much grit, I got laces so tight that my tongue ripped, pump shit from the junction from which the function of my running gets a lift, the cufflinks are off
walk loose like a loon, talk truth, i done shot ya gooses to the moon, lawd me, like bobby, god speak and prophecy, asleep like zombie, creep astrologically
in the year two thou, been split down the mouth, forked tongue, let em out, whole life been a clown, like sam i’m the man with the pal helping me but the voices are all out of sync
i can see how this all went, i shoulda known when it started, i shoulda read the signs, been at a mind to bend and try to reckon if i ever hearted,
but that’s all under bridge, all up in the fridge with the millers and mixers, general elixers, telling me this is the time, it is mine, gotta grab it and reach for the line,
credits
from No Regard,
released February 24, 2022
you know who... me
Jamil Honesty’s hard-hitting LP gets a new video documentary that explores its powerful themes in detail, split into multiple parts. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 3, 2023