The Hardly Boyz

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All the World Is Kayfabe

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Watch the days go by one by one as I decay
We stay alive riding life on the freeway
Iodine eyes see your cyanide lies
Baptized in a tide
Tie your tie and lock your briefcase
We hate what we know, radio heads
Thieves take
We lay you in your burial bed so please stay or please play harmonica melodies 
Press the replay button as the oven take the time for you to cremate

Freeze frame on the eve of a sea change
Make yourself bleed and paint with it where the wreath hangs
Deface your property to properly receive fate
This is what it's like to relate to degrees of hate
For Pete's sake, I obsess over my weak traits
Preaching of facing danger
Proceeding with the least stakes
I need a break from being fake as baking soda flakes on the coldest days
Over all the leaps of faith

Leaves in rakes have you gathered in a pile
On time for the season break but now your feeling docile
Sharp like a hawk's eyehole
I'm hoping that I know the code to the lock's dial
Mile long high roads 
Smiles go a long way but can go away
The tiles that you walk on are always gonna leave your trace
Use it when you retrace back 
Fellow get home
You realized the tiles were your own yellow brick road

It's set in thick stone, all the intricate codes intermingled with the selfish quips that depict The show
Little known fact, I'm a sap for being in the know
Fingers fold to grip and hold whatever I can get to show
Pinkies sticking out, tryna gloat before I sink below
Twinkle in the eye
Drift, slide on my tippy toes
Hope I don't collide with a single soul while I'm in a frigid zone
Sick of all the villain modes

We be killin foes
Bad guys feel the blows of stainless steel and give them body holes in their centerfold
Send their souls away when you realize their sins were gold-plated on the ceiling tiles
Oh no, it's really old 
Inside it's really vile
CocoRosie-mode
Grass widow in denial
Her husband is dead
Pass through the river Nile, gurgling up red blood on your towel 
When you jumped off the ledge

Slumped on the bed again
Dumb thoughts, let em in
Might as well be sprawled across the wet cement
Dead weight gentleman
Dirty dog etiquette
Always on call for the dread that's been evident
Ever since was a precious kid destined for the sediment
Settled into relative relevance for the hell of it
Steady yellin "LET ME IN"
Heaven-sent eloquence has kept me equipped to handle happiness and hellishness

Hellishness
Lucifer's devilish elegance
Jesus fights against the darkness like he's battling melanin
It's ironic cause it starts some economic embellishment
Hooked on phonics, learning language of your unknown intelligence
Gun-holding felons will pistol whip you so hella quick
Elementary classes will have you host show and tell again
Tell your history classes that time repeats and it never ends and if you're not hearing Me, your just one of Hellen Keller's friends

Deadened senses help to lend a weathered hand to collapse, complacency and all of That
Wait and see, then walk it back like "why I always follow traps?"
"Damn"
Half the time I'm the one who sets em best just to fall flat

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