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Music For The Apathetic Generation

by Reece Fuller

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Test 00:57
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The Yamaha is top and all but had to let it dust up Unemployed, unenjoyed, always getting fucked up Grip the mic, rip it, peak in my retrieve In a general retreat, got a soul to never let you down -- Another rotten nuerotic Bothered, awkwardly avoidant Copycat, copycat Cheat but never join it Beats after lyricals Copyright and coin it Dungeon rap I forgot a time when I mattered to anyone On the first bad day of another January I forgot a time when I mattered to anyone I was so depressed I was so obsessed I was so I was so ignored I was such a bore Nothing really matters to me anyway
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Mosh Martyr 02:24
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I'm caughing, I'm sweating, I'm crying, I'm burning up I'm stuffin some bud and I burn it up If I had the funds I'm a dozen fatter A lug is in love and it doesn't matter Mosh martyr, 3 months in crutches Next chance I got I hopped back in the mosh Don't give a fuck, I'm a dog I'm a mutt Somethin bout life in my clutches n' such Welcome to Stu Canoe, Iron and Leather What it do, fired from Setters The outsides under my skin again Give it a spin Tell me why not Gimme that air Fresh fresh wind Cool cool breeze Fresh fresh wind x2 MOSH MOSH MOSH MOSH X8
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Cemetary Junt 02:30
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Cemetary Junt thats a very scary blunt Runts get scuffed when I jump on the cut Sedentary cunt with a knack for lowkey Smoke me, broke me, huh Rolls of crusted lung have brung forth the numb As all of my vices all form to one Praise to the sun cuz a god aint fun And if I sin then I don't want guilt Greedy off Sleeman, I'm grinnin and spittin I'm drunk and I'm fussin and all of that I'm callin it, beer is predominantly in the listing of things that I'm fallin back on Aromal pants, warm like a match Worn in the mirror with a no faced mask The touch of your skin, obsession again Pandoras closet of skeletons it's Reece I look to my other side, it's my mother's side Black sheep in a grey herd just to summarize I don't care bout your fuckin summer eyes Falling to my way of Self neglect I wont let go I wont take care
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Foreign Ideals 01:23
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Eyes half cocked, got mismatched socks Feel like a bad bitch, wearin a classic Envy of nb, got me remembering Foreign ideals, 3 of me least Last time i had a gut wrench like this Summit of plummet, suddenly summoned Several on several on several on several on several of bad ideas -- Acting -- snakelike -- at the -- brake lights -- I might -- break mine -- take nine -- take nine Sit on the pier and contemplate life Sippin my beer, it's never a lite Cannin the gripe like Canada Dry I'm followin through, a man of my lie There's a fire At a distance, and even though my eyes have the instance It persists into my chest
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Iron Leather 02:03
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Posin w the choker gotta smoke and toke my demons out Jab him in the gabber with the hammer, let him bleed it out Air is seepin out, I let him breathe it out When in doubt, fiend around Bumpin all this dirty til my funeral Lookin fuckin funny when you're rappin like a poser It's not about the culture, it's not about the clothes It ain't about the chains, or the hoes, or respect It's all about the game, competition to the neck My position gains possession of a genre on the net Iron Leather forever, dungeon rap gets better Dungeon rap sets forever, lil pussy wanna bet Think your daps so clever, but this fist got leverage Heard your wack got severage and you're better than that Until you pulled up at the show with a backing track I know my fashion lacks, and you're distracted yet But I'm a BDSM motherfucker and you're lookin like a pet It's Reece I'm a nerd, I'm a punk I'm a stoner I'm a drunk But your rep is just been the worst Cause your set is unrehearsed First is first, curses carryin over to buryin pockets of scarier mindset Basically sayin I'm makin these tapes til I'm bettering lessers -- You really wanna competition grab the bong and hit ignition Listen to the shit thats reminiscent of your rawest sessions Mosh responsive -- Like a moth into a pondered flame Raucous Cautous -- I don't wanna break a wandered leg Reece Fuller, street roamer 1AM, creepin loaded Streetlight poetry Dungeon style has chosen me Been boolin in a lack of noteriety I got the talent but I don't fit in with society Hotboxxin fox trottin skinny fucks who can't smoke Squab with the squad, like a mob, and we're crawlin around Civics are driftin and planing the hydro, the turnin is J and momentum'll spiral it out with the tiring getting too wirey, thoughts of safety are inspiring doubt Gettin hired at retirement houses, lookin for candidates Braggin, draggin your ass in the streets of Vancouver on Canada Day, woah
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SCUM INTERLUDE 00:48
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Walk in, walk out, we do this all the time Shes telling me she hates me but shell fuck me by the night She wont tell her friends about me, I aint sayin nuthin She used me for attention, guess I used her for a nut Love this or hate this, I don't know its hard to think about Pockets full of posies shawty spij me like a ring around Friend group full of posers so i never get to speak my mind Think my time is up boutta go and grab my remington 870 kiss the roof of my mouth Had to sqeeze the trigger just to spill out my thoughts Red river flows bloody diamonds with gloss Money and materials to guide me when I'm lost
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Edwardo, Mr. Fortyhands 01:42
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Edwardo, Mr. Fortyhands Workin hard to party man 9-5, 5 times a week, makin me weak Zero pride, but monotany, it pays me fine Time to fine dine, fuck the wine, hard liquor thanks Beats hit like Boognish, smoke cone like soonish Boost stats like Toon Link, drugs comin in from the new link Shroom, bong, and croonin song I criticize like Oolong I'm forlorn, and fair warning: thats blue-pink in the sky in the morning I cross legged and reload Stu so smoked that I cant breathe right That hotbox has me slow They say suck it and see though That gawk gawk that deepthroat ... yeah keep testin what we know {Another pillow for my head, another wall to be dead in And I sank} Everyone face me, everyone fake, I just want back to the basics Everyone in this town so faceless Think about the summer layin in the hot pavement Think about another bad arrangement
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Tillsonburg 01:37
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Biggest rocks, biggest nuts Biggest talks, biggest tough Dopesick, homonym Ain't nobody bother him Sodom even sorrow filled, borrowed time is killing me slowly Yellin about it and nothin is happenin Believe me I'm feelin a phony Believe me I jus wanna rest Every single damn time that I wanna live, I'm sendin the verse to my croadie Franchising like Tomy Can't stand me I'm filthy Smokin a bowl with the homie Sittin still, still weak Standin up so they know me Sittin down, don't approach me, killin a tune, aromas, in the stu, so smokey that's a wrap Iron Maiden on the poster Iron axe on a poser I gotta hit my quota 2 a year, I'm a showoff We can go toe-to-toe In the middle of a grow op In the middle of a winter In the middle of Tillsonberg I been feelin so fuckin drained I been feelin so fuckin lame I don't know, eh? thats a wrap, that's a wrap, that's a wrap
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Apathetic 01:13
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Legend of the North like Sarah McLaughlin Filthy phrases, you could troph em Porky Pigs harassinin, fuck 12 actually From hell, sampling, the flames frequency massing Lowkey fiendin cuz buddy got a spliff All you pose punk rappers jump off a cliff I'm not like the indrustry imitation, wanna-be-a-plant kids It's not the image I'm in it for Can't kick my feet til they package up and stamp this 12x12 handled badly, postman leaving hand prints, post to the bandwidth -- Am grandest This that shit I would blast when I's back in the lab Wage thief, angry, Stadium Arcadium arrangements, basements to attics -- Steinheaded Statik, selective with the rhythm
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40 Oz. Bottles & Fistfights 02:23
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Giving myself pity and such Living up in the mindset my friends all suck Thinkin of the past is a salt in the cut I'm addicted to the dopamine rush -- I try and cry every chance that I get Its not very manly but its standing me up Salt was in the sky when I shaved my head But the hair got in my eyes and I paved my way to bed I need to fall ass backwards into a self made oblivion Of forty ounce bottles and fistfights Can the cheap Rose and gossiping hearsay Really do the same as a Memory Foam Blisters are calloussing down on my feet Buddys, Tacoma, was such a retreat Shades so froze and that isn't skin deep Bloods been boiling, flesh just bleeds I think I'm over stressin it, death is a tease You're staying in the mindset that your friends all suck But company is as company keeps Is there a reason that your breathin so deep? Baskin in the company of space heat --I know a couple local drivers care That I'm always lookin high, that I'm awkward and silent And that I never pay the bus fare -- My feelings are sewn to my sleeve W my feet so sore, with my body in the water and my head in the breeze I'm alive upon arrival but I'm copying idols without a general ease It's a mircale I'm here, stared death in the eyes many times, he appears in the mirror Held my brother in my hands while he ODd in my lap But its funny cause hes snorin like hes takin a nap

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released April 26, 2023

All songs written, performed, and produced by Reece Fuller

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