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departure (rap) - rap game david foster wallace (with zawdy) كلمات أغنية

[intro: text_to_speech, david foster wallace]
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll everyone
this is real hardcore music for atx punks
get in the pit or die
there was this way in which i all of a sudden realized that, the point of being post_modern, or being avant_garde, or whatever, wasn’t to follow in a certain kind of tradition, that all of that stuff is bs imposed by critics and camp followers afterwards, that what the really great artists did, and it sounds very trite to say it out loud, but what the really great artists did is they were entirely themselves

[verse: departure]
let it ride out for a bit
a footstep walking on newspapers without a purpose
i’m not a person without a purpose
shirk it
i’m an artist if the shirt fits
if i cry now and crack my knuckles
the bandana is a band_aid for enemies lurking
i got messy tendencies, all my friends are clowns in a circus
all my old potential lovers stay nervous
party treading through a park, keep lead inside the stars
my family rise and stay holy with the surplus
stay woke and stay broke, i’m urging you to make a purchase
not egotistical, these other rappers on a f_cking ego trip
make a slop out of struggles, obese wallets
it’s something to do with paying attention to the projects
we gon’ be carcasses ’til we hit our word targets
bull’s eye, the dictionary is a gold mine
no bond but this golden eye gon’ stare at you like medusa, leave you dead to rights
we stay moshing at tunnels and 29th
i don’t prattle with the catil on riverside
it’s battles with customs enforcement east of 35
cried to the sounds of saxophones echoing in the night
this is art, this is razz, stanking was the word of life
phone calls about g_daddy wishing he’d never died
and that’s the sh_t that makes me proud to be an austinite
t__th_cut licorice and wearing socks knee_high
sipping horchata warm ’cause we never had f_cked with ice
and if i never meant to love you, then i never meant to write
[chorus: departure]
and if every word i ever said was clean and polished
i’d walk the streets with no feelings and no problems
draw words of the lines of every row and column
we are the avant_garde, for david foster wallace
and if every word i ever said was clean and polished
i’d walk the streets with no feelings and no problems
draw words of the lines of every row and column
we are the avant_garde, for david foster wallace, for david foster wallace
yeah

[produced by zawdy and departure]

- departure rap

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