EASY TO LOVE 2018

by DUNZO DONALDS and NEDARB NAGROM

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*Penobscot everlasting: thicc notice of wakefulness*

Compiled nedarb produced gems of experimental hip hop music/thoughtful bounce written and recorded from between 2014 and 2018. All songs were mixed and mastered in late Oct. 2018, when the veil is thin, missing my father and other old friends.

The album artwork is a scanned photo posing with my father before a kindergarten "wear your future to class" day. At such a young age to conceptualize any career, I simply felt to share my father's general profession and sensibilities. My pop, John Charles, was an intuitive wizard of handi-work and small electronics repair– a poet philosopher who's great arts were in the western-scientific traditions of physics: frequency and vibration. Most definitely, he was good to me + so we love him.

My father died unexpectedly in his home on May 28, 2012 and I honor his legacy by living my own life freely and celebrating the natural world. It is on the Donalds' foundation that I have arrived with this life's ethos for all good works: "keeping it real is the only obligation".

Thank you for finding 'EASY TO LOVE 2018'

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released November 1, 2018

*Penobscot everlasting: thicc notice of wakefulness*

NEDARB NAGROM is nedarb and his music can be found at: nedarb.bandcamp.com

DUNZO DONALDS is Nicholas J

All instrumentals produced by Nedarb Nagrom except tracks:
[7. poetic interlude features no instrumental and 9. instrumental produced by The Local Man & Nedarb Nagrom from 'Tears On My MPK' available via Xavier Wulf (soundcloud.com/xavierwulf/sets/the-local-man-nedarb-nagrom)]

All add. production/mixing/mastering by Dunzo Donalds @ humm. hot. rec. stu. in Kenosha, WI, USA [track 3. features add. production by DJ Hatemail]

Lyrics written/performed/recorded by Dunzo Donalds except tracks:
[2. partially written, performed and recorded by s.al (*Penobscot everlasting*), 8. partially written, performed and recorded by NEDARB NAGROM and iglooghost, 11. partially written, performed and recorded by Charles Grant and Jessica Lynn, 13. partially written, performed and recorded by Offsite]

Track 1. features audio from Ben Lockhart speaking on Go in the 2017 documentary 'The Surrounding Game' (visit: www.surroundinggamemovie.com)

Track 6. features the pitch-shifted audio sample of Damon Albarn's “Hollow Ponds” from Albarn's 2014 album "Everyday Robots" released by Parlophone Records Limited, Warner Bros. Records Inc., and XL Recordings of the Beggars Group. "Hollow Ponds" is written by Damon Albarn and produced by Richard Russell. "Hollow Ponds" was recorded at Studio 13– West London.

find s.al:
safarial.bandcamp.com

find iglooghost:
iglooghost.bandcamp.com

find Charles Grant and Jessica Lynn:
charlesgrant608.bandcamp.com
charlesgrant.bandcamp.com

find Offsite:
www.dropsofandromeda.com
offsite.bandcamp.com

Illuminatus "DJ" Hatemail is Nicholas J "Dunzo" Donalds

Penobscot Expedition (everlasting)
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DUNZO DONALDS
*Rapper, producer. Kenosha, WI b. 1992

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Track Name: Psychic B*tch [freestyle]
"You develop too much of a relationship with something and then... especially if you don’t suck at it, it becomes impossible to pull away.”
–Ben Lockhart in ’The Surrounding Game'

This ain’t the plime or the place to be One of a Kind
You've got to conform
To every norm and social order
You have to:
Blend in with the crowd
No, no don’t do that it’s not allowed
You follow each and every rule
That’s totalitarian at it’s core
You cannot ignore:
You’ve sacrificed liberty
Now you have no liberties
This isn’t a game of political rights
You think you’re an activist...
You should start having your own
Right
To be alive
Ain’t nobody have a second chance no
It’s all about survival
I’m not a rival
I’m at the Eiffel Tower
Peering out down on ya’ll
Like I can see it all from the top of the worle
You don’t know where I been lately
I’m Psychic B*tch [x2]

Knew you was gone come around here
Back again with the same nonsense
I don’t know who I’m referring to in this sentence
I represent the 414 the 262
That’s my neighborhood's the zoo
That’s a couple places in-between
That you could be if you not me
I can’t go anywhere
I’m stuck in the house; for free
I don’t get paid for doin' rhymes
I rap ‘em in my bedroom
That’s what I said to ‘em
You cannot say that to them
No no no no no no no no
Ho no no noo
Ho no no noo
Ho oh oh oh
Track Name: Duzk (WE THE KIDS ANTHEM) (with s.al)
*Penobscot everlasting: thicc notice of wakefulness*

[s.al]
It’s from the jump, from the jump, from the jump
Aye, it’s from the jump…
From the head
From the top
–Cheay
–Scot!

[together]
“This for scot great scot, WE THE KIDS”
X∞

[Dunzo Donalds]
I’m a kitty cat
I spit kid–
(I f*cked up)

[continued together]
“This for scot great scot, WE THE KIDS”
X∞

[s.al Verse]
Woo!
I don’t wanna have ta go outside
I just wanna be safe
be safe –I
Spend a lotta time alone
To create: s p a c e
(–Cheay)
If they’re not a nematode
It’s hard to relate
late –I’m
Painting on my walls in even tones
To erase tastes

When it’s happening it’s hardly showing
It’s nuanced and you haven’t grown and
I’m growing in my own garden:
A farm of ardent marching minstrels
Largely armed with banisters
Garol get the cash and stole a whole
Bunch from the Lannisters:
Armaments and boots, sticks,
Candlesticks and can-openers!

Our clan ain’t hopeless
You just had some oppers
You should prolly hit this
Try stay focused
Ground out like
Opus after opus
mmm Map out like the
Fastest path to broke-ness
If you want master potions,
Read Snape!
If you ain’t wanna be demoted,
You should prolly BEHAVE!
(–Cheay)

[continued together]
“This for scot great scot, WE THE KIDS”
X∞

[Dunzo Donalds Verse]
Can you believe that?
I’m a kitty cat
I spit kiddy raps
For the fifty in the back
For the sense of doing something
Even if it’s dumb things
Might be eating dumplings
Coming up with nothing
I’m in the Occulus
Rhymes so obvious
You prolly got
Copious amounts of copied shit
Hard-wired for the large fire
Surrounded by all sides– walls higher

Stay with a convoy
Stay with a free mind
Rest when it’s peace time
I speak self-help
Up by your bootstraps
No more dub-step
Off with his hub caps
Off with his head
One day I’ll be dead
For now I’m doing rap stuff
With my homies– Ned
–Huh!
All my homies on this song
–Agh!
We can never do no wrong
–Agh!
I’d rather be Kenny Chesney
In the Bentley
Hitting empty

[continued together]
"This for scot great scot, we the _”
"This for scot great scot”
X∞
Track Name: Shipwr*ck Beauty (opn gym sht) [bitcrushd by Hatemail]
(Yeah! Yeah!)

Welcome to the top kid
Rhymin’ from the cock pit
Ya’ll ain’t never seen another
Brother high as I get
I ain’t talkin’ drugs now
I don’t like the come-down
This is open gym shit
We coul' get dumb now
Yeah
We coul' get dumb now
Yeah
And that’s all I really wanted
Ah hah
And that’s all I really wanted
Ah hah

Welcome to the top, kid
Rhymin’ from the cock pit
Ya’ll ain’t never seen another
Brother high as I get
I ain’t talkin’ drugs now
I don’t like the come-down
This is open gym shit
We could' get dumb now

We could play dodgeball
I could smash all ya’ll
I’m just talkin’ mad game
Hope ya not mad mayne
This is grand canyon
Abandon the fam
If they hate on you
Now’s the time to eat son!
Get ya’self a plate or two
New home–
Sleepin’ on the floor a lot
Four o’clock to four o’clock
I always keep my doors locked

Suppose it’s metaphorical
I never met the Oracle
I’ve never really needed it
Just go outside and breathe a bit
I guess it’s in the genes
Maybe in the nurture
Always in the right now
Fuck about the furture
‘This Ain’t Who I Am’ now
#1 fan now
And I ain’t got a syllabus
But you coul’ put ya hand out

[Chorus]
Welcome to the top kid
Rhymin’ from the cock pit
Ya’ll ain’t never seen another
Brother high as I get
I ain’t talkin’ drugs now
I don’t like the come-down
This is open gym shit
We coul' get dumb now
Yeah
We coul' get dumb now
Yeah
And that’s all I really wanted
Ah hah
And that’s all I really wanted
Ah hah
X2

(Yeah! Yeah!)
Track Name: Merit Badge
I’m a Monster
Drinkin’ all this Energy
Givin’ ya’ll plenty reasons
To remember me
With the creamiest production
Like a heifer’s cheese
No enemies
Clever steez
Rolling better tree
Effortlessly:
We known for tokin’ potent
Calculatin’ quotients
Floatin’ like the ocean when I
Sip the potion
Thinkin’ he the newest spokesman
"What the hell I just got roped in"
That don’t make no sense
Like a folk band out there out in Oakland

I told it
So they already know I’m coldest
So crisp–
What’s the point of living if it’s no risk
Play my old shit
And you ca’ hear the artist evolution
Fell in love– no tellin’ Cupid
Nicky rhymin’ hella stupid
Should wear a Dunz cap
For spittin’ a dumb rap
I come in where

The drums at
Bum bap; cuz some slap
I dun–
X∞

I dun that
But never have I ever broke a bone
You know it’s on
Like yellow walls in a smoker’s home
Joker’s poem
Wheres Christian Bale with the Bat-mobile?
We writin’ movies where the action’s real
We just sat and chilled
Wrap the reel
There ain’t no hidden footage
After that we likely might be
‘Eatin’ good-ish in the neighborhood’ shit
Sparkin’ competition
Like a Chili’s just opened up
Good thing that I know my stuff
Leave the pages soaked in blood
Get the tunicate!
My turn to spit? I burn the shit!
You might need to learn the lit-triture
Sure I got worms to get!

Yah,
I’m on a roll like Cottonelle
Just a pit stop in hell
Like Mario I’m poppin’ shells
Unless you got the merit badge
I ain’t even hearin’ that
It’s like I’m talkin’ climate change
The way you fearin’ “facts”
X2
Track Name: Fooly Coolin' [exclusive emo trap snippet]
Everything I touch turns to old
Everything I touch turns old
Everything I touch turns to old
This is a journey– a yearning
X∞

(Hey hah)
A yearning
It’s like this
It’s really priceless
You take five hits?
You feelin’ nice bitch
Cual es to favorito?
Dos burrito para me tho
Con permisso
Politico esposito

I’m patient for a lifetime...
You deserve a ticket off of Priceline
Been writing rhyme since 5'9
Young Gohan with a uni
Working jobs and feeling puny
Getting puni, feeling Rumi
Like an empty house
With empty rooms

With empty room
Leaning over MacBook
Watching Fooly Cooly
Who ever think I’d be this handyman
With a tooly
Spooling...
Gut biome chewing through meat
Perhaps it grew a sufi
X2

Perhaps I’m now a sufi
(Look at me I’m smokin’)
Smokin’ on the sofa
Sippin’ on a soda
N' feelin’ pretty grown up
Thought I was a real boy
‘Be Happy’ minus meal toys
Emo Trap is kill joy
I’m crying and it’s still joy!

Luci was a stray bae
Brought him in; he chose to stay
Cat man out in Kathmandu
Living out a suitcase
If it suits your taste
Play the tape and burn yourself a copy
One Stop Shopping
Dunzo/Nedarb got your head nodding

(Dunzo Nedarb, Dunzo Nedarb, Dunzo Nedarb)
Chyeah! We got your head nodding!
Who he think he is that he be
Rappin’ on the snippet clip
It’s Nick and what’s the difference
If he mixing or it’s clipping– shit
I figure this
I’d rather keep it more simplistic
X2

(I’d rather what!? I’d rather what!?)
Yeah!
(…I’d rather… once more)
Once more

Everything I touch turns to old
Everything I touch turns old
Everything I touch turns to old
This is a journey– a yearning
X∞

This is a…
This is a…
This is a…
This is journey– a yearning
X∞
Track Name: Hollow fr Now
(“Kid… in the heatwave that hit us all” [pitch-shifted segment of Damon Albarn's 'Hollow Ponds'])

Words are just the symbols
Pointing closer to the _
Abandoning your fantasies:
A most noble pursuit
I propose a toast that we get
Closer to a truce
Like what’s the use in fighting?
Take this water– how it soothes…
Like count to ten and breathe it in
No we won’t be misled
The teachers tried to trick us
Politicians _ sent
Media misguides my mission
They can’t make a dent
The mode of a magician I’ll
Escape most common sense

This is it it’s magnificent
And my reverence is so bright
Trustin’ in existence to lift
And my vision focused on sights
If you think I misguide the populace
Obvious it’s not omulous
I’m not Romulus
More rhombuses for the postmodernist art piece
"Pardon me, did I startle thee?"
Part of me is a thirty-third degree mason
If you think I’m frontin’ get erased then
Bathed in emptiness…
Now, like I knew you would

My world co-exists with yours
Not yours, that’s yours
Consider they’re running cycles
Moving from desire to boredom
On and on
Boredom back to desire
On and on
Might be called your Will to Live
It’s m-not-y will to live– not yours to give
Our worlds may never collide
No matter the relationship, we all die
Alone and potentially disappointed

Been sittin’ in the lab seein’ Fake News callin’: “fake news”
Like “Hey, guess they make mistakes too”
Been ridin’ in the Jimmy on my last cigarette:
“This must be it!
Luchini pourin' from the sky, let’s get rich!”
Meditating on a virtual reality with eyes closed
Prolly thinking “Why tho?"
Bitch! Only I know
Only I know

Bitch! Only I know
Only
Only
Only
Only
X∞

News callin’: “fake news”
Like “Hey, guess they make mistakes too”
Been ridin’ in the Jimmy on my last cigarette:
“This must be it!”
(8^(|)

(only only only)
Words are just the symbols
Pointing closer to the _
Abandoning your fantasies:
A most noble pursuit
I propose a toast that we get
Closer to a truce
Like what’s the use in fighting?
Take this water– how it soothes…
Like count to ten and breathe it in
No we won’t be misled
The teachers tried to trick us
Politicians missiles sent
The media misguides my mission
They can’t make a dent
The mode of a magician I’ll
Escape most common sense
...

Take this water– how it soothes...
...

(“Kid… in the heatwave that hit us all” [pitch-shifted segment of Damon Albarn's 'Hollow Ponds'])
Track Name: for liv 5-9-15.mp3
[no lyric information]
Track Name: Gratata (with NEDARB NAGROM and iglooghost) [remastered]
(Dah da da dah
Daa da da dah)
X∞

[Dunzo Donalds Verse]
I’m high– catch me breathin’ in the stratosphere
Crazy how my sad disappears whenever Ned is near
He starts rappin’ weird with Ghost and that’s the clan
Thinkin’ up a master plan– semi-circle pass the plant
Pass the reefer “Oh my god I can’t believe-a”
Bet that I could catch a thief
A cliff-hanger for the sequel he’s my equal!
I wish that I could be bilingual
I wish I wasn’t single– pass the fatty can of Pringles
That’s the thing tho
‘Fore I exit like the turnpike
Take my turn like takin’ tissue for the sperm wipe
I might learn to fight– take a class and learn at night
Just so I ca' earn the right to
Burn a kite discern I’m white– I tie my shoes
Fuck whatever that might mean to you
Landscape is green and blue
No I never read the news
I need the tools to do my dirty work
Worms for the early bird
Birthday be the thirty first
And them is just my flirty words

[NEDARB NAGROM Verse]
Feelin’ so grand
Assemble a plan
Don’t love for the man
Penobscot the clan
Fry like a pan
Fly as a fan
They won’t understand
So never again
I’m smokin’ and yes I be sippin’
Old Ned he be on a mission
Every trap bitch I’mma kill it!
All of them bases– I steal it
Bitches don’t know with the flows
You know how it fuckin’ goes
Always surrounded by dro
Money I think I need mo’
Talkin’ ‘bout all of these women man fuck ‘em
I got a great one and I love her
Penobscot man they be my brothers
Comin’ from another mother

[iglooghost Verse]
Highly selasi
The lion the joude
Manueva the coupers
I OT the ruler
All of these jewelers
Got bop in they booper
Again and again like I’m carrin' a looper
Yo fuck a Migos flow
Carve the initials or piss in the snow like
Yo cuz the color my faux
She be eyein’ my coat
She should be waterproof– discount soap!
Yah yah
(du du du dudle u du)
Yo like yo
Dead Kennedys
Ill Hennessy
A hundred quarts, blots and a mothafuckin’ gem a freak!
SoundCloud producers– that’s the enemy
Air a B tilt the tune peace to Benny B!
Yo! I’m on that mopey ting
Comparable to motherfuckin’ thin rope and string
Yang and yin like yo
Yahoo! or Bing right?
A haiku screw it up and toss it in the bin!
Track Name: I Think I'll Pass [prod. The Local Man & Nedarb Nagrom]
“Nah, I think I’ll pass
Nah, I think I’ll pass
I think I’ll pass
Nah, I think I’ll pass”

Yeah I got the invitation
I wasn’t gon erase it
I was gon hit you up on it
But then somethin’ came up so it’s…
It’s out the picture
It’s no question– I’m not gon miss ya
I got other shit to do
I think I’ll pass!

I think I’ll pass the joint around
I think I’m quite anointed now
(It’s okay tho)
It’s okay tho!
Don’t go away bro
No
Don’t go away yo

I was never annoyed
Though you were never my boi
We don’t hang out so…
I think I’ll pass
I think I’ll pass
I’m not gon laugh nah
I’m just gon pass yah
And so I ask ya:

There’s Tears On My MPK
And I say it so I have to stay

(Make me forget the words
Make me forget the words)
X∞

You left me in my feelings now
Ow
I didn’t have a point of view around you
It was my explanation
That set us way apart!
Nah, I think I’ll pass
I think I’ll pass
I’ll pass the joint around
And get anointed now
Yeah
(Make me forget the words)
Track Name: Erosion
(Eroding
Eroding)
X∞

Writing a report on how I could be a better sport
And how I don’t endorse Illuminati rob the poor
Approach the sorting hat with a mask on
Wonder if it could still sort me or if I just go home…
Mind is a wonderful thing to abandon
When a question never seems to get an answer
I saw the fireworks at The Seaside City of Bodhum
But never got to where the story made sense

I’m an animated animatronic animal– honest
I fucked up when I neglected to get hooked on Spanish phonics
How helpful could that be for a runaway?
“Some say I’m sex-ay”
Ignore impulses only some days
Mediocre pass the okra
So far over sober I can
Sorta go for Gore in new millennium
An alternate timeline that runs parallel to this–
Jet Li
Jet Li
Jason Statham
Interdimensional justice is never served
"Sir I swear I never swerved
Take me on my word
And not what you have heard or
Read on your machine
That tells you to be mean to me
You don’t know what this means to me
I promise to eat green beans and lean meats
Vote for Green– two times"
I voted two times
Dunzo does do rhyme so sick might catch the flu swine
And that’s when swine flies shoot it down to
Make your bacon pancakes
Makin’ bacon pancakes– my higgy fuckin’ hand aches
No I don’t want your handshakes
Just hand-crafted milk shakes
Fuck that “boys in the yard” noise
I’m playin’ larn games with yard toys
Got me steaming and I’m hard-boiled
Stone Cold like a gargoyle
Sitting still crooked in soil

(Eroding
Eroding)
X∞
Track Name: Lonewolf Stee (INSPIRATIONAL BANGER) (with Charles Grant and Jessica Lynn)
"I was in the hoodie with the lonewolf stee…"
"Subversion was essential kept me so empty…"
X∞

[Dunzo Donalds Verse]
Can’t believe I’m drinkin’ tap water
Considering if I should act harder
But these baby players know I rap smarter
It’s your’s truly: the audience slow-clap starter

I’m all dressed in Goodwill
Don’t know if I’m hood still
Don’t know ‘bout no good kill
Cry over milk I would spill
X2

I’m messy, I’m flexing
Sexy ex dressing
Next texting the best thing
This an inspiration banger
Don’t be a stranger
We trees to a ranger
Get keys to the Civic
We livin’ quite different
Ned’s on the beats, Nicky D be mixin’
Cuts in the kitchen
Shucks get the Band-Aid
What chu gon spoil dinner
Nuts! Get the canday

Tryna stay warm through April– May flowers
Gettin’ cake still and it stays ours
Just stay still and feel it like gay showers
What about a great thrill top of grey towers?

[Dunzo Donalds Chorus]
I do whatever I wanna
I know I’m gonna be a goner
So I don’t mind bein’ a loner
Smell the aroma
I’m a lone wolf…
I’m a lone wolf
I’m a lone wolf…
I’m a lone wolf
X2

[Charles Grant Verse]
One two
See we can talk about the funny thangs…
What this money brings
Limelight gettin’ close
Cuz we never front mayne
Got the product gettin’ served like hors d'oeuvres
Comin’ out my girl’s purse
Re-up on the first
And to think it’s been worse
(“Worst!" [from Drake’s 'Worst Behavior'])
"What chu need?"
I’m a fix to a fiend
No filter see me
"Shit I missed him with the grams"
"Yeah I heard ya boy raps"
"But he ain’t livin’ shit
All that talk is just trash"
I been dragged through the dirt
Served work just to eat
’N now I justify my actions on this mothafuckin’ beat
’N no I never been a thug, no need to hold the heat
But I got a couple homies that’ll ride for free!
(Hah!)
You think I’m kiddin’ cuz I come from the woods
Grew up in the city so I know what’s good!
Got these dudes waitin’ for a pay cut
That shit is so fake bitch
Take off your make-up

[Jessica Lynn Bridge]
Got these dudes waitin’ for a pay cut
That shit's so fake bitch
Take off your make-up
Take off your make-up
Take off your make-up!
Ooo yeah
Ooo yeah

[Dunzo Donalds Chorus]
I do whatever I wanna
I know I’m gonna be a goner
So I don’t mind bein’ a loner
Smell the aroma
I’m a lone wolf…
I’m a lone wolf
I’m a lone wolf…
I’m a lone wolf
X2

(lonewolf stee)
Track Name: Okay Gang [dry mouth freestyle]
I have dry mouth
You might need to air it out
And get some air in here
It don’t smell so good
(Hah)
"You act like you be trapped in here"
I’m actin’ weird, that’s just how I appear
Near or far– doesn’t matter if you have a car
You could get from here to there
In like ten minutes, I’ll compare
I’ll compare cuz I’m aware
I have judgement
I have an inner sense
About– but I’m not above shit
I’m not below it either
I’m right on tier
There’s no tears if there’s just one level here!
Hmm here or there
You could take it anywhere
You can’t take me anywhere!
I’m out the fuckin’ stratosphere!
I’m so high that my fuckin’ face appears
Like my dad’s appears
And I am...

Couldn’t even think of a rhyme my mouth is so dry–
I can not even open my mouth for a second if I tried
But I will try
To deliver it without a bunch of humor
You know I’m not a crooner
But I’ll croon it to ‘em
Sing a tune
Or hum a melody!
Or hum simple song
That’s what they came for!
That’s what they know me for
Singin’ songs– so I adore them
But I do not owe it
Have to spit the melody shit –mmm

I follow a point to a logical conclusion
And that is my faulty downfalling
If I have proved 'em
I’m rappin’ like this isn’t even a interesting beat
I’m rapping like I’m doing it in my sleep
Do you think that I’m sleeping?
I am not dreaming!
I hold this thing in front of me
And it’s recording what you’re seeing!
Into mer inner being!
I’m a human being; not a bean
Or Mr. Bean
Makin’ simple stooge
Out of a fuckin’ movie
I’m not a looney toon
I’m not a Disney character
I’m not an animation
This is three-dimensional
It’s three-dimensional– did I mention it to you?

My rap has no context or no substance eh?
Ain't that interesting
How I have nothing really to say?
It’s the same shit!
It’s nothing importan–
You can tune out!
You ca' just ignore it!
Or I’ll explore it– I’ll take you to a farther land
With every word that I’m sayin’
We’ll go to Israel– we’ll have a couple bagels
We’ll head to Tokyo– and hang with couple locals
We’ll hang in Chinatown– in that neighborhood in Chicago

You see the places where I go!?
(Laugh)
I’m not Iago
bloc blocco
This beat is still going
And I am so wacco
So wack-a-mole
I’m not gon ask again I’m actin’ swole
You know I’m hard as icicles

I hang out with my cat named Lucifer
No that’s not the devil, that’s just the cat’s name
And that’s not even the clear sign of a fuckin' logical make

But if you do not know
My name is Nick and I am Dunzo
Dunzo is me
I represent the 414 not the 313
Hmmm it’s such a mystery
It’s such a mystery...
I’m in the Mystery Machine
Rollin’ up doobies wit– for Scooby and Shaggy
You know that they're smokin’ with me

I have this glee
I am so me!
You should be you
I will do me
Please, please!
I will not ask you again
Track Name: Butterfly (Glue) (with Offsite)
[Offsite Verse]
Speak of the devil
He’s callin’ my cell phone
So I speak to the devil
Keeps me from peakin’ my level
So I bow to defeat to the devil
Gimme that greed of the devil
Feed on the meek like the devil
I don’t wanna be weak
So I’m gonna go meet with the devil
Bask in the heat with the devil
Maxin’ degrees with the devil
Bachelor’s degree had a handle on me
But the devil gave me a hand now the
Handle’s gone free cuz the devil

Tempted ’n I accepted
Now I’m steppin’ with these stilts
Neck to neck with no one else
Cuz they’re all head to toe in guilt
’N I’m undressin’ all these chains
Lebron James meets Harrison Bergeron
Pectoral implants or cyborg enhancements
I’m livin’ I’m gettin’ my surgeon on
My thirst is strong
My beverage is menace
Benchpressin’ timorace bedridden tenants
Sympathy for Mr. and Mrs. Vengeance

The night
The night is here! In my biosphere!
And I might s away to the Nightosphere

[Chorus]
And I find...
Power in the shadow that the light casts
X∞

[Dunzo Donalds Verse]
Thought I came fresh with a mesh
What you mean?
Thought I was a god-send pulsin’ on a false blend
Puttin’ on a small skin
Falter only malm when a balm wrong blind
Butter flying wings clipped
Call angel singlet
Sing to the pigs clim
Shift to the window
Open in the film goes
Black 'til the moment know
Gnostic with devil tints
Work so hard for another meager metal!
Dig deep earth til they pat you with the shovel
Never seen a shadow
If you never look behind back
Trust in the trust love
Only when it’s worthwhile
'Nother quarter turn
Two step hold hands
Love lost now you see your worth as a man
Tell truth only when it hurts least outside
Brutal with the insides
Always looking inside
What it all mean?
Brutal with the Self
(What it all mean?)

Phantom district
And they get teeth
Black eyes and it reeks
Told much reasoning
On why you went scarred
Rolled a couple sections in a slim hemp shim
Lit another torch off yours
Lit a torch from another torch

(…From another torch
Now it’s like a stadium of candle wick
But step back– look another minute
Hmm…and it all looks Nick
Touch a friend shoulder)

Trust 100s of degrees never
Made a city breathe
Trust that fifty badges never
Made the kids laugh
Trust another verse not needed but required
Like he don’t make the decisions
Arm just do it for’ em

Never quite a butterfly
Jus' stuck in a cocoon
But if another comes 'round
It’s not such a crowded room
And its value to the world
If I open up a space
Touch down on a venture
Push deep in the frame
Got a black mark
Pop put it on my name
Grief gold tundra
Cold winter on the plane
Not-knowing
Called most intimate its true
Books left lone on the shelf
Call it "glue"
X∞

[Chorus]
And I find...
Power in the shadow that the light casts
X∞

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