Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like)
Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like)
Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like)
Straight Up, Straight Up
Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like)
Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like)
Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like)
Straight Up, Straight Up
The enigmatic prophylactic
Drop that shit over a year
The charismatic man o'magic
Take a shit up in your ear
The rhythm elastic, give the system a cracking
Production erratic like a remix of "FEAR."
The victim of traffic, live a signal of tracking
Reductive logic, emotion fixed with a beer
Every peer to peer network stacking the KNOIZ
Every tier is clear after introduction to Thought
Smiling ear to ear, network to sell not a ploy
Singing "here, here!", to the consumption you bought
Going hard on the blotted, that stick ain't a toy
Watch the dotted line, or you pulled over and shot
Snowing hard on the mountain, flow slick as a Roy
Watch accounting crime, rocking loafers and socks
Gopher to Fox, do you read me on the vox homie?
See me as a phony when I'm catching the rye?
Do you see me as a Bernie or see me as a Kony?
Throw a fist at your girl 'cause she gave me the eye?
Gave me a sigh, or rather a reason to react
As a matter of fact, your ass done gave me pink eye
Gave me HiiiPower, then front seats for the crash
As a fatter of Jack, I did this in '09
Aging like no wine, we the nastiest milk
Dreaming homicide of our kin and our ilk
Dreaming suicide, burn our skin and our silk
Crying, out-of-line, over mopping up what we spilt
Aging like no wine, we the nastiest milk
Dreaming homicide of our kin and our ilk
Dreaming suicide, burn our skin and our silk
Crying, out-of-line, over mopping up what we spilt
Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like)
Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like)
Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like)
Straight Up, Straight Up
Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like)
Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like)
Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like)
Straight Up, Straight Up
Just dropped in from hotboxing a spaceship
Drunk off the stars and moonwalk wasted
Stumble upon my alien lady
Don't know her name… tell me how that makes sense
I up-jumped the boogie and two-stepped to you
Heart thumps through my chest just for you
Every step I take straight to you
I hope more, and more, you feel me too
What-what-what-what-what's your name is?
Tripping over words 'cause you're so amazing
I can tell that you speak my language
Even though the hood shit can get real dangerous
I know inside your heart where I'm safest
Let's get lost, I got an escape plan
Let's go now, like, "what's the point in waiting?"
Fly right back to my lonely sanctum
Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like)
Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like)
Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like)
Straight Up, Straight Up
Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like)
Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like)
Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like)
Straight Up, Straight Up
Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like)
Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like)
Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like)
Straight Up, Straight Up
Straight Up (need some tissues for my issues, like)
Straight Up (need to tell you that I miss you, like)
Straight Up (need to walk right up and kiss you, like)
Straight Up, Straight Up
you've got to love reflective, often claustrophobic, and cryptically heartfelt hiphop, especially when the artist does most of their own production The Thought
probably gonna be the best underground record of 2020, barring something truly phenomenal that I'm not anticipating. deep, dense, decadent. The Thought
