Mortality Salience

by Lost Squad

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released May 20, 2010

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Track Name: Everything You Did Has Already Been Done
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reptilian brains claim they bring the new, but their words are just blending EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE you're a chameleon your style changes to whatever the current trend is EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE im bigger than giants, the earth's core warlords stomp insects thumb and index flex destroy with full forces EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE that's metaphoric, u get that step back that's rhetoric, the flows hydrochloric, anthrax coercive EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE compared to your source is normative, your flows forced explore it EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE look you might have one some, but you just lost one, and you might have got funds, but your art form's numb, you're not hardcore your style's got no muscle EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE they blame it on the hustle

but i don't buy that so in the store, yea i don't buy that
that human flesh strange meat i'd like to try that!

too many genetic duplicates i'm looking in the mirror at reflections moving EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE so let your drink elevate make a toast lets celebrate the death of music EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE rappers wanna talk shit, they don't wanna talk about shit, they wanna flap their guns about cash and guns, let's put that money back where your fucking mouth is, son EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE lip syncing with your mic on, sleeping with your night light one, just mice for the python jaws, spits dripping like krylon from a wet wall EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE if you don't got nothing dope to say don't say nothing at all EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE the industry got knocked up, push box cutter one notch up, cut the fetus out and let it dry out before it eats hip hop up from the inside out, you got no style your anti-matter in a black hole EVERYTHING YOU DID HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE you sound like an asshole

and i don't buy that so in the store, yea i don't buy that
that human flesh strange meat i'd like to try that
Track Name: In the Hearts of Many
i got vegans eating raw meat: snake tar tar, minced unicorn parts, human hearts, filet mignon! dog legs in doggie bags the deal, meat falls off the bone puppies tender like veal. i cant chill with these crazy ass kids i take em in the back fast cut out some baby back ribs. SHAKY HANDS IS, I DONT LIVE FOR THE PENNY: HATED BY MOST LOVED BY SOME, IN THE HEARTS OF MANY. its hard to get me, like a test u cant pass. i turn up the pressure, put your system on blast. values and pleasures that u measure in cash. when you're dead in last place its more clever to crash. my nature to clash with behavioral styles: the 8 yr old ferrel child very wild makin scary sounds and u cant understand the screams, cutter in hand, cuttin jugulars, glands, and veins, and things..one of the grander things: savem in cans for the winter, shaky hands hibernates with frozen dinners.

CANS FOR THE WINTER. CURE FOR THE CANCER AND THE WINNER IS: SHAKY HANDS THE SINNER (DR. FRANCIS GROSS, M.D.)

doc francis gross MD, animal with the acetone, burnin emcees. meth lab the death lab i murder them beats. meth lab the death lab im servin them meats! lord knows ive been driving, a spike into your corpse, im caniving, ordinary divorce devising! mortuary report compiling, got u movin towards the light with the force thats frightening! forceps tightening on your cortex I TRY TO DO THE RIGHT THINGS BUT I ONLY CAUSE MORE STRESS. so while YOU STRESS, i convert to EUSTRESS, with piles of cess to the chest im ruthless. do best under the pressure. motherfuckers better get it together, im under the weather- a little too sick to be ticked off, so im slippin on a thick fog to keep my head hot.
Track Name: Fuck You, Mike Leisz
so i'm lookin in the mirror tryin to tell myself "fuck you locke"
but i'm too drunk to talk
locke, you're too drunk to walk, stop!
before you stumble and eat shit
see me sittin on your furniture bleeding
i got like one more drink til temporary insanity
hit on your girlfriend and swear at your family
where are my manners, terrible grammar
bad habits that are far below behavioral standards
after a fifth of jack i'm david banner actin in a heinous manner
an accident waiting to happen
just take a gander at the train wreck you can't look away from
keep one foot in the grave, son
drinking like i had a death wish
jimi hendrix chokin on what i had for breakfast
show me the exit scratch me off your guestlist
scribble my initials on your shitlist for calling women bitches
and other brilliant decisions
i was raised in a barn animal farm
my mom's got a cannabis card
she said "don't you concern yourself? you're gonna hurt yourself
last night you were so drunk that you weren't yourself
you shoulda heard yourself"
weed hash green glass need rehab to nurse my health
a fucken alcoholic see me sleepin in a puddle of vomit grindin my teeth
fuck you mike leisz

is my shit together or is my shit together
oh he thinks he's clever
but who fuck is mike leisz? he can't rhyme for shit
let's take his pen away, rip up his page
diggin my own grave
walkin dead population zombie nation
formaldehyde inoculation
a pair of pliers, some razor wire, a hot soldering iron
i got instruments of torture and a bottle of wine
a nice chianti, fava beans, and liver
eatin dinner with clarice
fuck you mike leisz
my lung is black my liver's givin out my blood is bad
i can't figure this out
do you hate me cuz i'm out cold or outspoken
talkin with my mouth full of chewin with my mouth open
view it out of focus with my confidence booster
a history of violence and a promising future
i just do what i do no excuse could be suitable
absolutely looney tunes screws loose in my noodle
he must be brain damaged
actin like a stranger on a strange planet
disobeying protocol he blames it on the alcohol
its got him on a tight leash? whatever fuck mike leisz
Track Name: Oh Mortality
oh, death
don't come tonight
i've got a lot on my mind

what you know about it? picture the scene the MORGUE is OVERCROWDED. you're in between surrounded by 100 CORPSES LOUNGING. different positions, they're in vision, you can't get around it. your intuition is to close your eyes, scream out loud and, clench your fists, a mental trip, evidence is AVERSIVE. its getting in- under your skin, feel you don't deserve it? for the SURGEON its determinant, causal effects, form a model of DEATH deeply involved with my set, and i live a lie with my livid eye as i watch simple guys turn to little flies that i just squash with the primes in my plots, devise and plot a plan to slaughter, man, i rise to the top, dont really gotta ask but...

HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
when DEATH satiates your brain, do you feel strange?
HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
in the absence of GOD do you feel odd?
without a real CAUSE? could you still go on, and never know the end? NO SOUL ROSE UP WHEN I SAW THE DOCTOR OPEN UP HIS CHEST, OH DEATH!

pretty how the FLESH peels, spreads wings like a butterfly, the BLADE parts the SKIN like BUTTER, and i wonder why, a person LOVES another, melts into another life, by choice i watch the knife close to find out whats inside! the DOCTOR opens up your CHEST to see just what your made of, and if you hope you had a SOUL you need to check your data! the sight of CORPOREALITY is more than you can take up, the BLOODY ORGANS lifted out for your moral to break up, forced to accept the only truth that YOU AMOUNT TO NOTHING, you hate impermanence cuz your soul purpose is the money. its self satisfaction, distracts from the actual. strictly factual: how does it feel DEATH IS STILL AFTER YOU!

HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
when DEATH satiates your brain, do you feel strange?
HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
in the absence of GODS do you feel odd?
without a real cause? could you still go on, and never know the end? NO SOUL ROSE UP WHEN I SAW THE DOCTOR OPEN UP HIS CHEST, OH DEATH!

death death death death death death death death death death death death death death death death

so what i know about it? i look around- the place is sorta crowded. you're in the scene surrounded...they'll all be in the ground and, ROTTING OUT so right now you gotta hold it down and, slow it down in each moment focus on the balance, between LIFE and DEATH and DEATH and LOVE its all ONE. try your best to see beyond just what you want. cuz if not you're in denial till your shocked..and you can where that fake smile till the day you're lost...forced to accept your fate THE FACTS ARE WRITTEN ON YOUR FOREHEAD: NOTHING IS REAL YOU WERE BORN DEAD, ask yourself how does it feel to be UNIMPORTANT, knowing you've been WAITING for DEATH since the day that you were thrown in!!!

HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
when DEATH satiates your brain, do you feel strange?
HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL
in the absence of GOD do you feel odd?
without a real cause? could you still go on, and never know the end? NO SOUL ROSE UP WHEN I SAW THE DOCTOR OPEN UP HIS CHEST, OH DEATH!