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Pink Lady

by UaZit

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Hold Your Tongue, Say Apple 06:41
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“Hold Your Tongue, Say Apple” Welcome to theWAZUAZshow Take a bite outta me I’ll make you a sinner Winner, winner, chicken dinner No, no, no, no, no, no, no We don’t eat that here Follow me to the stars We’ll drive really far In our broken down car, ’til we Hit, the West coast A, welcome to the family A, welcome to the family I said A, welcome to the family You’re finally livin’ right You’re finally livin’ that life I said A, welcome to the family Welcome to the family You’re finally livin’ right You’re finally livin’ that life “Yo, what’s up?” “My name’s UaZit.” “Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, wake the fuck up!” “I said wake the fuck up!” “Are you listening?” “Alright.” Never woulda thought Come in the game A criminal, subliminal Make the message clear Clearly, you need to put down that bottle of beer Pick up a bottle of water Pick up a bottle of water Mother fuck Talk like you get gold, but you ain’t smoke, that real ghost Like, what the fuck What the fuck What the fuck What the fuck What the fuck Talk like you gettin’ sober What the fuck Like you like gettin’ sober No, but I am A, welcome to the family A, welcome to the family I said A, welcome to the family You’re finally livin’ right You’re finally livin’ that life I said A, welcome to the family Welcome to the family You’re finally livin’ right You’re finally livin’ that life
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Sea at L 04:01
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“Sea at L” Mother, the Molly I was outta my mind Outta my mind like, all of the time Like, all of it Then I saw that triple six And I was like, “holy shit” Shit All I wanna do is, go Take a time-lapse of my life Somewhere, in-between Shit’ll get a little blurry But that’s all right Sip a few drips of the coffee While I pick up sticks with the, WaZy Poo Trips in that San Fran That Cisco Melt it Felt it I wouldn’t belt it without Belt it without Belt it with Some freaky shit on a full moon With a full room in the house I’d like to thank you For coming Talk to me Talk, two-three That was a time That was a time Talk to me Talk, two-three That was a time That was a time Mother, the Molly I was outta my mind Outta my mind like, all of the time Like, all of it Then I saw that triple six And I was like, “holy shit” Shit Sea, at that L Might hit the port before land Hit the port before sans LA, what’s good? Get uh… Fosters Freeze Banana shake with the fries Mel’s, Mel’s I wanna dine L’s like Talkin’ in fast word Writin’ it backward Stagger in haggard as fuck That last line was for Christopher in Santa Monica Get a date in Arizona, ‘cause I need to taste thee Air
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Twin T, Size Six 00:26
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Welcome to Hello 03:44
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"Welcome to Hello" Birthday boy All I need is like One more six Until I’m, the Devil himself Go I don’t know about you, but My Ball jars are A little bit more full They’re never, really empty I don’t know about you, but I ..n’t think you understood what I just said What I said is that I am Very Fucking Explicit I am not okay for your children, children Eyes of a whore Mind of a Eyes of a whore Mind of a Genius Talk like a real, criminal I use my words For everything, but For everything and in-between I let, the ocean, do it’s thing Eyes of a whore Mind of a Eyes of a whore Mind of a Eyes of a whore Mind of a Eyes of a whore Mind of a Genius Welcome, to Hell Welcome, to Hell Well come, to Hell Hello, hello
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Room 204 03:40
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“Room 204” Talk, talk, talk, talk Talk like a real human being I wouldn’t Talk like a real human being On the road, what For seems like Five minutes But it’s been like twenty And I’m Spacin’ out On the road For like five minutes But it feels like twenty Utah Fuck, when are we gonna get to this hotel? Alright, I’m pullin’ up Hi, I have a reservation for this evening I know we fuckin’ been driving Like all day And we’re really late 204? Shit We’ve been seeing that everywhere What the fuck? Um, that’s weird Anyway, let’s go to the room Wait, what the fuck? There’s a McDonald’s cup On the counter And the bed’s Is there someone in the bed? No, I don’t think there’s someone in the bed But, let’s go back to the front desk Hi, you said 204 right? Well, uh, I think it’s someone else’s room Talk like a real human being I wouldn’t Talk like a real human being We back and we forth We about that shit Real life What’s happening in front yo eyes Double tap that shit I’ll fuck I will fuckin’ eat you Ass lookin’ like a free continental Continental breakfast Flip the motherfuckin’ batter I got that Butter on the toast It’s vegan shit though I can’t believe it’s not, not, not, not Your mother Bat shit, we fuckin’ bat Bat shit, we fuckin’ bat Bat shit, we fuckin’ bat (a poop poop) Bat shit, we fuckin’
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Hollywood Hills 01:14
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Super. Blue. Blood. Moon. Oh, and Lunar Eclipse. 03:54
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“Super. Blue. Blood. Moon. Oh, and Lunar Eclipse.” I’m everywhere all the time But I’m not in my, mind I’m everywhere all the time But I’m not in, in, my mind Just boarded that 7:15 The hind quarters of miss Jackie Brown Are in my sights Head’s feelin’ a little bit crispy, crispy Like the in flight peanut Charlie Brown, that bat around That bat around that chatter town That LA It’s never fucking quiet Silence your ears For the next batter is UaZit All my old friends Weren’t really my friends And all the friends I have now Are all in my head, A Most the motherfuckers dead, but Thank God They coached me through I needed to love myself Before I could love you Sun kissed that brown skin On the California coast Tasty Double Bubble Chew it up Then I spit it out ’Til y’all listenin’ Give me a box Give me a box That’s all I want I want is a box Now we’ve turned into that Rubber tramp lifestyle We gettin’ real off road Come in Like a spicy chai tea To the back of your throat (that’s real shit, though) Ramble like the Yeti That’s cold It’s, it’s still cold Yeah it’s cold I write my own shit though No sample trample Ain’t hip-hop This trip, bruh Get it right Can’t compare me to the rap game ‘Cause I fuck without a condom And yet I made past 25 Without a little tike In the bottom
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Dixie Canyon 05:09
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“Dixie Canyon” Take a hit Then ya sit, sit, sit No Ya get up off your ass Take a hit Then ya sit, sit, sit It’s a good thing I quit smoking ‘Cause I might’ve lit up the hills It’s a good thing I quit smoking Quit smoking Meet us at Sweet Butter If we can find a place to park Spot Hero You're failing me So, I find myself at Ralphs I’m here just kind of looking at all these choices But I don’t really need a choice Because I’m just waiting on WaZ to pee, you see I spy a dragon fly Thought I told you to stop draggin’ We are komodo Eyes a little bugged out Like the ones inside your house, shh Uncertain, it’s unstable But ya know, my mind It’s unlabeled Coconuts, got me crackin’ ‘em, fresh Every day, like every way Sex, yes, the best I am a turtle in need of some pizza Mutant to core, sip sip Stray underground Livin’ the sewer life With Leela’s parents We ‘bout to make it back From wherever we were before And though, it makes me sad I know I’ll see you again soon I’m feelin’ a little bit Like I left, the oven on too long Confirmation Caught an electric burner Melting away my Tupperware Live clean kid That’s all I’ve gotta say Live clean kid Take a hit Then ya sit, sit, sit Sit, sit, sit Take a hit Take a hit Get up off your ass
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Milwaubeach 04:15
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“Milwaubeach” Walk me, Milwauk me Late night on the creep Schlit faced fornicators Peakin’ out that Aloft box Good morning Hey babe Do you wanna go over to Brady street? Yeah, we’ll hit the swings Cool Dropped it onto a piece of paper Dropped it onto a piece of Dropped it onto a piece of paper Paper Dropped it onto a piece of paper Dropped it onto a piece of Dropped it onto a piece of Dropped it onto a piece of paper Paper Mil Mil, not gonna lie The first time that we experienced the hydraulic bridges Fucking mind blown But goddamn the art museum Shit put us to sleep Waste Dropped it onto a piece of paper Dropped it onto a piece of Dropped it onto a piece of paper Paper Dropped it onto a piece of paper Dropped it onto a piece of Dropped it onto a piece of Dropped it onto a piece of paper Paper Go find the nearest mirror Tell yourself you’re beautiful, beautiful Go find the nearest mirror Go find the nearest mirror Now, to clarify I’m not talking about the glass pane That is on your wall I’m talking about a human being That is your mirror, find them Go find the nearest mirror Tell yourself you’re beautiful True love What the fuck would ya do for it? True love What the fuck would ya do? No need to be backwards Be straight forward to the point Needle tip Like heroine drip Goddamn, what the fuck happened to you? Pulp Fiction True love What the fuck would ya do for it? True love, true love What the fuck would ya do? True love What the fuck would ya do for it? True love, true love
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Uncle Dimitri 04:12
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“Uncle Dimitri” Feelin’ better than I ever, ever had That’s no damn lie Motherfucker, Uncle Dimitri’s in town Soul glow Motherfucker, I’m ghosted Got a body count And the graves to prove it Seven, six, five Take a look at my hair Call me Red, the devilish son Last time I talked to death He showed me a clip Of some fuckin’ crazy shit Then he said goodbye Life is a movie I’m writin’ the script Casting call A models Any one that’s listening To any one that’s listening The moment that you enter the world You don’t really know it But then, you’re there Listen to the free frequency Let them worlds vibrate Let them worlds vibrate Listen to the free frequency Let them worlds vibrate Free frequency So there I was, in my Joe’s undies Super Mario cartridge, that old school Load it up Damn right, I been mashin’ Fuck you Bowser No.. the princess is not in another castle She’s right, she’s right Fucking Here She said say that, say, say that again Dirty, yuh Lick the clit with three up in it Bubble over, oh shit Cream without the wheat Cream without the wheat Damn, that shit’s dirty The fuck are you to do The fuck are you to d.. If I give the world to you First thing’s first, wait a minute Gotta lace up, gotta lace A new pair of Lakai’s Fuck runnin’ I skateboard while you all outta breath Play a hundred round of ketchup Play a hundred round of ketchup Gettin’ dirty, like you turnin’ thirty Thank God I’m not, turnin’ thirty Let’s do some yoga, fuck Pabst Let’s do some yoga Fuck Pabst, fuck Pabst Let’s do some yoga Fuck Pabst Uncle Dimitri How it has been so nice to see you again My name is UaZit And that’s pretty much all, you need, to
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Mick Mouse Spoon 04:16
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“Mick Mouse Spoon” Live your life Like it’s a fucking carnival ride Every day of your life Is like The last one you’ll ever live So do something with it What are ya gonna do Sit on your ass Like to spend mine Outside the state lines On the road like Kerouac Ay-o, ay-o, ay We in ya city today Where should we Where should we Play Take me to the side of your spoon Take me to the side of your spoon Feast upon my eyes Feast upon my eyes, feast upon my Fuck you We go where we want to Ocean my eyes From the South to the West to the coast, coast, coast We goes, goes, go Circus Freak Sideshow, UaZ Rattle a tat tat, spray Vaca everyday Two pair of mice Love para-para-paradise Comfort, but not comfortable Sold the couch God will keep a little agitation Take me to the side of your spoon Take me to the side of your spoon Take me to the side of your spoon Take me to the side of your spoon Take me to the side of your spoon Take me to the side of your spoon Feast upon my eyes Feast upon my eyes, feast upon my All I wanna do is make the monies All I wanna do is make the monies-onies All I wanna do is make the monies For an entire life’s waste, paying postage All I wanna do is make the monies All I wanna do is make the monies-onies All I wanna do is make the monies For an entire life’s waste, paying postage To the Publishers Clearing House

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released August 22, 2018

Written, Recorded, and Produced by UaZit

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UaZit Pine Village, Indiana

A neoteric form of trip-hop in it’s entirety; UaZit writes, records, and produces original compositions experimenting with vocal deliveries, organic sounds, guitars, harmonicas, synthesizers, electronic drum kits, and more.

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