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Ink Splattered Dreams

by Don Royal

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1.
(v.1) californication and by my calculations its three o’clock in the afternoon why the earth is shakin or maybe thats the just bass and (bassin) dem boys is on a shuffle movin some moon rocks they on they solar hustle they just wanna be stars local or innastella (interstellar) last night i was at venus tryin to get in stella she lost groove i just wanna help her find her spaces and if im lucky maybe she will take me to her spaceship (hook) this must be a dream she taste like tangerines and she in my bed wit roller skates and a tambourine rockin some pony tails and ima clydesdale colliding wit heaven and hell on a daily basis goin through daily phases rockin some crazy faces im glad you landed today baby take me to ya spaceship i make love to leader and lead her to some features on my planet orange and organic dream in tangerine oooohww so serene (v.2) you guyses he might be a zombie look upon the highs they skies is falling disguises fuck it i say niggas is balling eyes wet as hell they hear the grim reaper calling norman rockafella well music art and money frames at a funeral caskets of mahogany harder than a coffin nail why you coughin out them tales catastrophe who can tell caught thats cat by its tail catch them when they start to fail yup them little kidses dont tellem they ignant help them make decisions cuz these streets is conditions of lopsided homes wit bottom feeder mentality and drop out quotes trickle down the economy wiggle free cuz ya gotta be who ya wasnt supposed to be now you on top of the heap garbage pail kids wit trash up under our lids we open our mouths and rubbish it falls from our lips (hook) this must be a dream she talkin trash and we recycle reduce and reuse our love efficiently she aint wastin time and ima time machine back from the future kama sutra on a daily basis goin through daily phases rockin some crazy faces im glad you landed today baby take me to ya spaceship i make love to leader and lead her to some features on my planet orange and organic dream in tangerine oooohww so serene (v.3) this chick she think she got me like im some origami folded up in her pocket plug right in her socket she thinks i need her electricity explicitly i say listen to me you aint my panacea you aint the cure to the panic goodbye later i see ya im from tomorrows yesterday i wouldnt wanna be ya to busy bein me im on some other diarrhea follow my directions my diagram my diorama whats wit all this drama (dra-muh) i spit this midwest gramma right in front of ya sista ya momma and ya grandma now everybody stand up and make sure its fa somethin cuz when you raise ya voice ya solution cant be nothin you better have a idea if you gonna complain dreamers we lover to dream actors they never wait for the lights to flash and cameras to roll to busy takin action accomplishin goals (hook) this must be a dream we on the movie screen we cut the cameras but we still rollin behind the scenes tabloids and magazines tabulate and say they seen us in a limousine but baby we know they just hatin so dont thumb through they pages just watch ya thumb in case its cuttin a tangerine and you are zonin out and spacin thinkin about your space ship you aint from round here lets gg on vacation on my planet on my planet orange and organic dream in tangerine piyow bang
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(hook) cigars cigarettes cigars cigarettes cigars cigarettes cigars split it down the middle sticky cigars cigarettes cigars cigarettes cigars cigarettes cigars split it down the middle sticky (v.1) sticky situation quit blowin smoke in my two faces i need more than one cuz my placement you know me im always in two places cigars rhymes straight out the attic cigarettes beats bangin from the basement im so fly that the air i breathe has to be pressurized wit no smokin signs cigars tell the haters take a smoke break put ya lighters in the air burn the butane cigarettes why should i be filtered a flicker of his filaments they feelin him like huge flames cigars layem on a stretcher im killin'em like i dont know better for me they even stand in the cold blowin with the breeze lined up elbow to elbow (hook) (v.2) aquarius so i stick to the cancers i gotta quick question if you gotta quick answer cigars is there a doctor in the house im so sick i think i got cancer of the mouth cigarettes just cuz she blows purple dont means shes a groupie for the Vikings cigars she might split it down the middle but if she puckers up its usually for smoke rings huddle up this is not for the minors this is for the major league for the big timers cigarettes if this was meant for little kids it would have cartoons and be flavored peppermint cigars i produce it and i place it all you gotta do is buy it and embrace it the surgeon general dont know jack like the butt of a cancer stick he can kiss my ass (hook) (v.3) stick to the topic they love it from the poles to the tropics and you know how it goes when it hot shit out the rapper in ya head you a hostage cigars haters got smoke screens blowin smokes out they ears they some pipe dreams im so fly when im in here clothes got parachutes shoes got landing gear cigarettes oral fixation she says she just gotta keep it on her lips cigars what about inhalation she says she doesnt like to blow she would rather spit tobacco why they gotta add the poison keep it all natural keep buoyant big tobacco forget about the pesticides just take another puff for the rest of ya life (hook) look at all the butts on the street look at all the butts on the floor look at all the butts in the scene look at all the butts in the morgue
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Tattoos Ink 04:22
(bridge) ooh i know i know it not goin back ooh i know i know it aint goin back ooh i know i know it aint goin back ooh i know i know it not goin back ooh i know i know it aint goin back ooh i know i know it aint goin back and it'll never be the same again question whatchya gettin for ya tattoo (hook) sittin in a chair burnin calories burnin memories you can feel the heat skin is like a sickness touch my disease travel my lines tattoos ink if you push me we can go deep too late to pull back once we off the brink skin is like a miracle cuts us and we bleed cuts us and we heal tattoos ink (v.1) burnin calories like runnin from the cops thought we was sly like we was a fox caught red handed so we a red foxx but it aint funny if they getcha in a box memories are funny how they juggle witchya mind yeah we chuckle now wasnt funny at the time we can laugh it off tattoos never lie fingertips trace the tattoos line for line (hook) (v.2) i aint lyin i'll be fine finer than a thread or a line cross me and see what time it is cross ya heart and swear you right i know you cross ya fingers when you lie you lie like a dog k9 and yeah you got that bite but i still got my initials in ya bark so we can call it tie (bridge) (hook) and it'll never be the same again question whatcha gettin for ya tattoo
4.
(hook) if i was snake right now i would slither in reverse if i was the mississippi i would river in reverse baton rouge st. paul baton rouge st. paul baton rouge st. paul baton rouge st. paul (v.1) that night the gray skies kissed the skyline ominous and im in this car runnin a b line behind me all i see is we fine we can get through anything as long as we can define who we are and what has got us under the stars the stars the stars the stars the stars women are from venus and niggas we come from africa you thought i would rhyme it wit mars but you aint bad enough mars they make chocolate bars not like attica prisonism is as amercian as cinnamon is a spice put in apple pie taste the cynicism i am a citizen i aint talkin ya wrist watch watch ya wrist they fit perfect in hand cuffs and zip locks stay fresh so i guess you must reverse the trends tick tock how long before coke is back in fashion fashion fashion fashion (hook) (v.2) downtown and fog was everywhere around me frogtown thomas and victorian surroundings victorious in the fact that i aint took a last breath last breath exasperating to place ya last bet bet i aint exaggeratin wakin up in cold sweats (heavy breathing) (heavy breathing) whats a dream if it aint wet a violin without a bow a ukulele at best you can lay me down to sleep but cant make my soul rest soul rest soul rest we got so many regrets we could a toss couple aside like used cigarettes we could lose a couple more losses and still have some respect looking forward in reverse at least he have our retrospect retrospect retrospect i aint even finished yet whats wit all the disconnect just because they disrespect dont mean that they disinfect all the dirty shit they ever did i think they better check they breath check they breath check they breath (hook 3) if i was a bullet now flying out the exit wound i would have to go back through the body and reverse the doom baton rouge st. paul baton rouge st. paul baton rouge st. paul back to minneapolis if i was a snake right now gamin up that eve chick the fruit would go back to the tree but now they say that counterfeit egypt tanzania egypt tanzania egypt tanzania back to my megalopolis
5.
(hook) those arent stars those are crack rocks those are rock stars 13 stripes those arent bars those are crack spots were we fall through the cracks 3 strikes america dreamin america the machine and america regimin america and our demons (v.1) if we behind bars are behind the bars we might turn right and point out the stars as to say i am an emcee i am american i am what you see surrounded by stars surrounded by gleam compounded by dreams multiplied im free astounded by the chain link we to regimes divided by parts im bipartisan and partial to cream thats milk thats honey the land i stand on i stand for indeed but i got no deeds and until i get that i aint dont get no sleep contradicting themes plymouth rock landed right on the streets if we push it it'll roll but what lies beneath is stuck between a rock a hard place justice for all and false case america the beautiful as usual until miss liberty tripped and gotta scared face innocent until proven guilty you can get free but not free of charge rockstar (hook) (v.2) fire under the spoon same fire under the flag same fire igniting gas got us burnin our cash fly us at half mast and times are still hard enough to fuck the past history recast every four years the role is up for grabs leader of the free world where the worlds collide knee deep in the swirl twirled around in the whirl pool global economic down turns and we close schools and then they wonder why we act fool you do whatcha gotta do when you lack food if the president gets a caddy he's stuntin on'em hard so daddy i wanna lac too but it hard to bite at that candy when you is broke as levy and all you got is a cracked tooth (hook) (v.3) the cameras flash for the stars so hard they fall like rocks if they fall apart and the red white and blue on top of cop cars flash the same way for local rockstars we loco we lost cant fly’em outa flood but fly a man to mars we artist we starve until we break through and we become stars and the fans pledge allegiance we liberatem and free'em use industry to feed'em like how bush dropped bombs just to spread freedom and its all ideals push faith or push government thats ill and its all in a deal so you can deal with it fly high and chill rockstar (bridge) they say them rockstars got some nerve sittin servin off that curb red white and blue its all a blur america the gift and curse rockstars they say them rockstars got some nerve the videos are so disturbed hypnotize and hook you first sex drugs rockstars and stripes immerse
6.
(hook) black dot dice black dot pupil black dot eyes black dot domino all come tumblin i said they all come tumblin down push one and they all come tumblin down i said they all come tumblin down (v.1) they say god is gambler but he dont really play games the devil is a scrambler if it itches he can scratch for days thats right keep on clawin rats in the race and we keep on gnawin a little bitta cheese and we cant ignore it in fact if we got to we act ignorant bite our own tails off if we get trapped pour in some chemicals if we get naps tales from burbs all the way to the trap pour in some chemicals so we dont take a nap it goes both ways like a tail gettin eatin by its own snake for goodness sake latch key birds empty nest empty plates empty homes empty hearts empty out our brains sang it (hook) (v.2) they say god is a joker laughs at his own mistakes the devil is a roaster burnem all at the stake and we got fire in our eyes like every desires a burning decision decide between a couple choice thats been yearning inside what we learn from experience we toss it aside black berry de-ssert maybe devils pie black berry sext message black berry dice putt'em in the palm and we roll it once or twice i once was a pawn now im found like night and this tables reserved for the knights life is fulla full moons hopefully i die with a smile and a eye fulla glorious blessings kiss my baby goodbye sang it (hook)

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released February 15, 2011

All songs written by Don Royal.
All song mixed and mastered by Dove of Tiger Tiger Productions.
Tattoos Ink produced by Chris Neve.
Verses Vs. In Revese produced by Emmanuel Mauleon.
All other tracks produced by Don Royal & Chris Neve unless noted otherwise.
Official album artwork by Marvelous Meta Pautsch and Kickin' Jessica Kitzman
Bandcamp artwork by Don Royal.

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