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From the E.P. JamOTarvTones Lvl 1
Courtesy of Chris Bowden
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Lyrics:
+=C~Bopher

Lots of darkness to conquer and harness

Yeah! Chillin’ with my buddy C~Bopher, and we’re open to believing and hoping
This ain’t no soap opera though. We be chokin’ on the tree, no show for your common family, but ya know.. Let me see..

Fumbling around like curious George, had to be the one to stumble upon the grounds of a furious scourge. But of course, these events only ever represent the struggle within. When face to face with pieces of the puzzle missing, to call on that of divine intervention was a natural means to align the mind's co-existence to these dreams that thrive in the growth of an adolescent being ripped open by the darkness
Deep down in the depths of the subconscious are ravaged memories and thoughts still being processed but.. Numbing the numbing pain of the scum of regrets and sparking that blunt when I'm feeling nauseous..
Micro dose my pharmaceutical options, it helps me ride the ghost and groove to the shock of the deceiver, even after burning out the toxins like a nasty fever

+Tarv, what deciever?

Ya know, the wicked splitting cleavage in the cerebral cavities

+So like, the grip of the ladies?

Almost like control by waves of an exaggerated energy of Hades
Or the rich bitches livin' in luxury whipping that Mercedes
I pray these peeps seekin out the bane of greed find the fang of grief instead from death of infamy
Spark a flame of kief let the lames fall beneath the mother fucking sewage as we write another hook
Inclined to find another way to see through it. Uh
Toph! It’s your turn main

+Okay, hey. Tarv I gotta say, if it wadn't for the world's mistakes today, you wouldn't feel this way; We're up in a haze we're gonna feel for days.. Light it up. Set the place ablaze
Remember, C~Bopher don’t know what he's gonna do, when he goes into it
You gotta use sum a that, Intuizion
GruuwVé
Somethin’s missin..
In this undercover mission, where we all
Skull bash these suckas with our clear cut vision of our nuclear, musical fizzion that will radiate their souls
Smoke a bowl, if you know the holes of life’s toll..
Smoke sum mo+
(The day to day life gets old, that’s why we load up, ammo for the skullcrush..
Against the fake, suckas in the game)

Fuck em
They never listen, preaching for attention yet never attentive to valid needs, I wish good..
Luck to em
Justified, in the fact that they know not what they do, when they spew lies not twice.. But multiple times
Countless ties slicing open by the scythe of the broken, tug of war stoking the fire of the hopeless
Focus need be diverted. “It’s all in every individual’s search, kid” I tell myself..
1134 and 1211 strong enough to break the mold of Hell

GruuwVé