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© 2012 Record Collection
"Ratiug" by John Frusciante from 'PBX Funicular Intaglio Zone,' available now.
John Frusciante's new album, 'Enclosure,' is available now.
Links:
"Ratiug" Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
I need a taste, I can almost face myself,
There is a way, a never-ending pavement cast;
Land on a date such a long, long way, way back,
Which has a crave for the path that ends in black.
(Pre-Chorus 1)
Ooh, (ooh!)
I gotta fade another day,
I can taste it, I can feel it;
Ah!
(Chorus 1)
And you can have, you can have my face right now; (ooh!)
Standing back from the lapse, children are what you are.
Yeah!
(Verse 2)
Tim Gilbert weighs internally more than the scales say,
Carries a weight such that no eyes see in air;
Jean Nealy views from a place where time is flat,
She sees a haze that could penetrate more black.
(Pre-Chorus 2)
Ooh, She's gotta seize who sees,
And she wants to live in lightning
God, (God shrinking multiplicity)
God shrinking multiplicity you are.
(You are!)
(Chorus 2)
And you can have, you can have my fate right now, yeah!
Ooh, another grave, another blank, children are what you are.
(Bridge)
Landscapes come and pass my way,
Vision goes in a car;
Won't you stay another day?
Above you, you mostly are
And in the cradle, the newborn babe
Is a bot in the war;
Spreads it's wings, intervenes,
Human atop a star.
(Rap Verse)
1,2, 3, again, 2...
(Ahh, hah!)
Uh, huh, yeah
(Ah, ah!)
Yeah, yeah,
Yo, 'guess I'll be the man,
Acting as if I ain't,
This is something that I know could care less 'bout what ya think,
Not just speaking on the flow,
More so on just how I think,
This is something you should know therefore you should not have to think,
That's just the way to goes, I figure, let it go, yo;
Like this here - just free style,
But my shit ain't free though,
I'm a take my best shot,
Patience it like a free throw,
Throw that to score board,
Who's your rhyming hero?
None other then me, Lord,
Wha' we praising me for?
'Cause I be the God, so why must I even say more?
More money, more problems, shit
I got mad problems I need mad money.
Yo, 'guess I'll be the man,
Acting as if I ain't,
This is something that I know could care less 'bout what ya think,
Not just speaking on the flow,
More so on just how I think,
This is something you should know therefore you should not have to think,
That's just the way to goes, I figure, let it go, yo;
Like this here - just free style,
But my shit ain't free though,
I'm a take my best shot,
Patience it like a free throw,
Throw that to score board,
Who's your rhyming hero?
None other then me, Lord,
Wha' we praising me for?
'Cause I be the God, so why must I even say more?
More money, more problems, shit
I got mad problems I need mad money - that's all!
"Ratiug" by John Frusciante from 'PBX Funicular Intaglio Zone,' available now.
John Frusciante's new album, 'Enclosure,' is available now.
Links:
"Ratiug" Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
I need a taste, I can almost face myself,
There is a way, a never-ending pavement cast;
Land on a date such a long, long way, way back,
Which has a crave for the path that ends in black.
(Pre-Chorus 1)
Ooh, (ooh!)
I gotta fade another day,
I can taste it, I can feel it;
Ah!
(Chorus 1)
And you can have, you can have my face right now; (ooh!)
Standing back from the lapse, children are what you are.
Yeah!
(Verse 2)
Tim Gilbert weighs internally more than the scales say,
Carries a weight such that no eyes see in air;
Jean Nealy views from a place where time is flat,
She sees a haze that could penetrate more black.
(Pre-Chorus 2)
Ooh, She's gotta seize who sees,
And she wants to live in lightning
God, (God shrinking multiplicity)
God shrinking multiplicity you are.
(You are!)
(Chorus 2)
And you can have, you can have my fate right now, yeah!
Ooh, another grave, another blank, children are what you are.
(Bridge)
Landscapes come and pass my way,
Vision goes in a car;
Won't you stay another day?
Above you, you mostly are
And in the cradle, the newborn babe
Is a bot in the war;
Spreads it's wings, intervenes,
Human atop a star.
(Rap Verse)
1,2, 3, again, 2...
(Ahh, hah!)
Uh, huh, yeah
(Ah, ah!)
Yeah, yeah,
Yo, 'guess I'll be the man,
Acting as if I ain't,
This is something that I know could care less 'bout what ya think,
Not just speaking on the flow,
More so on just how I think,
This is something you should know therefore you should not have to think,
That's just the way to goes, I figure, let it go, yo;
Like this here - just free style,
But my shit ain't free though,
I'm a take my best shot,
Patience it like a free throw,
Throw that to score board,
Who's your rhyming hero?
None other then me, Lord,
Wha' we praising me for?
'Cause I be the God, so why must I even say more?
More money, more problems, shit
I got mad problems I need mad money.
Yo, 'guess I'll be the man,
Acting as if I ain't,
This is something that I know could care less 'bout what ya think,
Not just speaking on the flow,
More so on just how I think,
This is something you should know therefore you should not have to think,
That's just the way to goes, I figure, let it go, yo;
Like this here - just free style,
But my shit ain't free though,
I'm a take my best shot,
Patience it like a free throw,
Throw that to score board,
Who's your rhyming hero?
None other then me, Lord,
Wha' we praising me for?
'Cause I be the God, so why must I even say more?
More money, more problems, shit
I got mad problems I need mad money - that's all!
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