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World Wind featuring ialive, Ardamus, Mister, Darko The Super, Goldzilla, PT Burnem & Prowess The Testament

from Wild Height Keech by Height Keech

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What’s the phenom, young? 
Got ‘em beyond sprung
Roam around around and around
like Dion sung
name in neon hung, in a crass display
I blast away, cats in a vast array
I cast away cats that come with no light
Smash the kick drum and strum the Mosrite
For the night time man, in the moon, it’s on
When the sun shines down on the trees I’m gone

This voice Gotta be Don
Coming from the dark side. Probably beyond
Look up in my window. Lights probably be on
Don't be caught watching. like, hulu and prime
Gotta play to win. So don’t pass the baton
Gotta run that race, to know what your running is from
Look em in the face. Hold fast like a sign
In the minds eye, I design under the sun

Foot down
Clamp down on the curb
Shook now
Damp now in your fur
Preferred disturbed with thoughts and often, thesis
Connect the next and flex, lost pieces
See its that bad when you plot
You cuckold, kick back and you watch
Screw drive, pile drive, whole foundation
Cracks in the ceiling yet groundbreaking

I used to give dap to strangers
I used to give hugs
I used to pass joints like a mug
And walk to the store without part of my brain
Thinking I could infect the ones that I love
Old man yells at cloud
Aging man reports in the now
Curtains drawn, I'm hunkered down
And putting in work as long as fortune allows

There’s something for everybody
Whip it into shape
Stare into the sun like a Teletubbie
Melt the model and make
Taste the rainbow
Lame-o’s drink Drano with Kratos and Plato
Insane-o in the membrane-o
Paul Dano, my straw reaches across the room
They put a mask on the rat like Danger Doom
Making major moves
Laser sword, Vader proof
Deep data, sleeping later than noon, greater than you

Purple tape, Van Halen t-shirt
Running with the devil while I sidestep the reaper
Frozen in high off these foreign flicks
Raw cookie dough and Hydroxychloroquine
Got me faded, pitch like Dock Ellis
The mission's always catch a grip before breakfast
Chased with the scrambled eggs and sorbet
Melt the clocks to match all the Dali's in the hallway

Gone gone gone beyond
Hail to the goer, All know the knower
All cast aside the gold chains that bind
It's find your own exit, choose your own gozer
Get destructive, may we go bravely
Burn our own future, stoke the fire daily
Weaponized drones are wild and so crazy
Robots I've been rocking and socking 'em since the 80's

It's a thin line between rhymes and crimes
How did lines get misaligned with idle minds
In these times, I advise you to itemize
Chasing replies and memorize the spotifies
What's the vibes, if the eyes are the windows
Simplified the impulse, penning some mementos
I'm treading water 'til it implodes, making intros with my kinfolks
I gotta make an inroads

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from Wild Height Keech, released September 4, 2020

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