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Bit by Bit (ft. Rahim Salaam)

from moving violation / 1 by Bean Carrots

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Rahim Salaam:
How foreign to the ear is the language of a queer,
to a hip-hop sphere? Please pass my beer.
I don't engage in fights of fits of revenge, yo.
The world is too big you'll never see me again though.
I got tricked by the kinfolk
to think a gentleman was supposed to shoot through your window.
Can't imagine what a killer was in for.
Best of love so you live more and sin more.
Give the babes in the back another one,
let the poetry melt another gun. So curious.
Take the shame from your lap and let it run
get as high as it gets beyond the sun. So lit I
failed to buy stock, lift weights, or play harp.
My idiosyncrasies a big part.
I can't compete with thieves they too smart.
That curse and thirst for greed is too harsh.
I'll accept your piece of cheese from my heart.
Give respect to the highest degree 'cause you're large.
If we make it to the forest, write another chorus,
come back looking gorgeous, think the people can ignore us?
Your mouth around the house.
Could be a friend to my flagrance.
I never ask for much but dude, oh, I do admire your patience.

Bean:
Bit by bit, breath by breath,
they'll leave it on the counter screaming full of unrest.
We cannot sleep. We will not rest.
Leaving children in the street counting my steps.

Bit by bit, breath by breath,
they'll leave it on the counter screaming full of unrest.
We cannot sleep. We will not rest.
Leaving children in the street tugging your vest.

I got a need to feed the bombastic,
cataclysmic twist within the scholastic,
gymnastic flows beside the split brain,
my free reign ignites the hype like butane.
My flood plain overflows with cowards like a mineral.
My analytical syntax is too political
for all that egotistical nonsense that you spew.
Told you. Ice is so cold it cut your snow shoe.
Leave you with a new preview to see through,
and at last view a new forecast your used to.
Now I know you're always coming back up on that hate shit.
Meanwhile, my patience is admired by the sacred
hearts to hold me back from bombing like a flak jacket.
Withhold the whack racket.
Serving on the scene.
Frantic is the dream.
Holy and supreme.
All about the cream.
Never about the crop,
always drumming from the bloodstream.
I see the fight within the floodlights,
you hear the soundbites admonishing birthrights
for anyone nonwhite, semite, Isrealite.
No matter your bloodtype.
Sunni or Shiite.
We trap suburbanites encrypted terabytes.
Image of gunfights surrounded by headlights.
We hear the obscene, demeaned in smoke screens,
between media routine, so fuck your paid leave.
It's a travesty.

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from moving violation / 1, released November 28, 2016

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