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MEDICINE MAN

from BESOS by M34N STR33T

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lyrics

Truthfully I've died a hundred thousand deaths since I was born
I've watched D's pepper flowers bloom from my back porch
I'd pay any monies for my grandmother's ham sandwiches in summers torn
I found you the same as whence you came you was deaf and unborn
It's a heart shape cake given to you in informal intersection life
Scoop tragedy into a magic bag that majesty magnify
Pacify panic, manic massive outcry
Careless warriors in a vacant village known for killing a vibe
Set my dead bunny in a hole contrived
Lulu I love you, she loved papaya, in my mind she a fly
Seen suffering erode being till one seeing death and demise
Spray flowers wilt, happen to be a favorite of mine
Estranged death petrify, born beauty in the nucleus of time
Neutral friends bicker of love parachute liquor and wine
Seen entire cities decay from the city council's decline
Fuck Don Cline
Many men were born without a spine
Heads have hung on gate, fuck it heads have hung for mistakes
Muster, mayonnaise, pickle spears on a plate
Fantasy football, anti-anglosaxon degrade
Man's peace is born for a laborer's peach that was picked as a trade
Tell it like bees pull pollen or how my knees fall short bawling
Buckle thy belt til my lungs wheeze cause I smoke p-funks and trees often
Drink the tea or let it spell, read the prestige jargon
Tarot cards in the coffin, stop friend, he dead
But he searching for her when she already lost him

Grandmother cross herself as she enter church where parish scorn
Brown skin babies assimilate to cemalac and lilacs with thorns
Corn grew in the backyard, where my great grandfather grew more
Full circle for a family where we were taught to forget where we was formed -Mexico
We are the wise people, simple angels grown from the earth
Mourned our own history to feel the peasant pleasantries what capitalism prefer
No we back, back better than ever my fam, tinctures and lettuce heads
Welcome home, it's the fucking Medicine Man

Tell it like bees pull pollen or how my knees fall short bawling
Buckle thy belt til my lungs wheeze cause I smoke p-funks and trees often
Drink the tea or let it spell, read the prestige jargon
Tarot cards in the coffin, stop friend, he dead
But he searching for her when she already lost him
Tell it like bees pull pollen or how my knees fall short bawling
Buckle thy belt til my lungs wheeze cause I smoke p-funks and trees often
Drink the tea or let it spell, read the prestige jargon
Tarot cards in the coffin, stop friend, he dead
But he searching for her when she already lost him

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from BESOS, released May 20, 2022
CONNY FRANKO - THE RAPPER & HAUNTED GAUNTLET - THE PRODUCER

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M34N STR33T Omaha, Nebraska

M34N STR33T is a two-piece – composed of producer Haunted Gauntlet and emcee Conny Franko – pushing themselves in new directions lyrically and musically. Verses exploring themes of joy, loss, and rage glide and jab over a sonic landscape that references and reassembles the sounds of the times. ... more

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