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The Hunchback Letters

by BOXicle Jenkins

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I'm riding on this road searching for my eternal happiness Even though I know that ain’t happening Well I can’t feel that, without feeling sad I was privileged I had a dad sitting on his lap Until I got grasp of what I dropped Thinking these wings were strong enough to fly thru winds To get me by to the end I could’t say bye so I made you my eternal friend Always to the tomb, pure like the womb Full of life, some day we all die But that day won’t be tonight That day won’t be tonight No, that day won’t be tonight Full of life, some we all die but That day won’t be tonight That day won’t be tonight,no Full of life, some day we all die But that day won’t be tonight That day won’t be tonight Ravenous Have you had enough? I can’t listen, is what she says So what’s the mission? We all forget Now that might just be the right thing cause if we remembered this wouldn’t be a thing I’m shinning but I ain’t no diamond ring I’m wilding with the Cannon like Love Don’t Cost A Thing Don’t hit me for a nick, twist the spliff strictly full of piff Swiftly, lovely’s what we bring daily because I remember the times We burned virgin mary candles at your shine My first turnt with a joint and a half full glass of wine My first show on the goal line to touch down with no daps and pounds Fractured hairline and a lost crown no paint just pain on the face of that clown But what’s the point? What’s the point? and here i ask you what’s your purpose? When the day we all die But that day won’t be tonight No, that day won’t be tonight That day won’t be tonight, no That day won’t be tonight, Full of life, some day we all die But that day won’t be tonight That day won’t be tonight Bring me roses, kisses, wishes, and doses Explosive! We are the leaders like Moses One like the chosen, egg’s would be golden Regs better not be what you holding Cheap potions, false diagnosis If you don’t give a damn I don’t give a focus Power to the hopeless Overcoming is the motive, the beholder Microphone checker, reckless with the spoken I’LL FIX IT if it’s broken Take you deeper than the ocean And make it darker than the emotions of dying lonesome But that day won’t be tonight No, that day won’t be tonight That day won’t be tonight, no That day won’t be tonight Full of life, some day we all die But that day won’t be tonight That day won’t be tonight Where's the action? The fact is, rap kids Won't live without the history I pay my respects to greats before me Salud, to wealth on the plate With no meat The irony, I don't beef Rather reach for my peaceee Of inner mind From the beginning Packing millions into dimes Keep slingin Tax free since way back when like the 13 colonies Ain't no apologies, for my dark twisted comedy Word to the God Beans but I won’t be State Property Impeach the monopolies Reach towards the prophecies, you are me And I am you Caribou *Laughs You are me and I am you, Caribou. Come on let’s sing in tune You are me and I am you, Caribou. Caribou. You are me and I am you. Caribou.
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Light and dark goes both ways Salvation, doomsday Born alone, live purple, die gray I live in Orlando but I can't stay I'mma drive me a Lambo to outer space See the panhandle New Jersey’s face Breathing pollution taking place Where’s the solution? Ayo wait…. Light and dark goes both ways Aint no miracles happened, today Well at least none broadcasted. okay When you can’t communicate Got you feeling like you’re running in the same place No interface Looking for the door behind the bookcase Crooked individual looking at my face Badge with no principles is the craze Race to the stars behind bars Victimless crimes prevent you from getting far But who’s the war on? When the scores gone Drop beats not bombs, arms to the air And wave them around like you fired the flare You need help but you don’t care The seed melts and we’re all quite aware You don’t scare stares Around Lucifers armchair Like it’s Laissez faire (like its what? the invisible hand!) Light and dark goes both ways (Repeat) Do you think you know, where the black holes go? (Repeat) So what’s relative? In theory aren’t well all infinite? Space and time, chasms and the bleak. Reality is perception Therefore make your time worth to speak. Light and dark goes both ways Do you think you know!?…
3.
This is that 8, infinite high This is that I ate the whole supply That, oh my god I can't open my eyes I’m like a patient going into surgery Purposely I smile as I look into the light Lucy 25, If I die tonight Put my tongue on ice, Save my appetite, my heads space’s in the satellites I’m not the type to claim I don’t write But when I don’t the speech is still tight All we do is ignite, the truth is love We don’t condone the fight Against- the 99 percent, Against- the abuse and condensed Rinsed, hung up to dry Ladies and gents Here's a taste of the supply Heaven sent, tickets for the ten Intense like camping out with no tents Cashing in a billion cents Every grain of sand thru my hands Dividends Cripple Creek with The Band Levon, he smoke, drank and sang I'm on grams I'm on top of grams I count grands Shout out to my grams grams grams Victoria, Carvajal Gomez, Rodriguez y que tal The BOX on the crest And I'm blessing Crescent like the moon and I'm shaking my legs to the floor schwanking Awake to the cake, mimosas what we dranking Smiling to the plate, that same smile As I look into the light they talk about, how In the hospital room smiling into the light like wow That same smile, grinning with the sundial That same smile, running the magic mile That same smile, stunning crocodile If you sit still and wait a while, you are the bait that reconciles Same smile The rooster crows, the looser won’t go Outside the comfort zone, overthrown Too many fucking hormones Adrenaline holding hands with Marylin Man, son of gun The ravenous one, Marvelous won, come close to none There's no solution Lucian adore the the fusion But don't go on abusing Choosing loosing Inducing refusing Spun out confusing Wondering why? Plundering uttering rhymes You're only part of the ordinary design Until you snap, which I did, gotta take back what's mine I can't grasp another hit nor do I find Inhale, exhale, climb and never fail We got it by the wholesale, all hail When The Devil Makes Three You can catch me drinking whiskey hatching the key Flashing my teeth That same smile, grinning with the sundial That same smile, running the magic mile That same smile, stunning crocodile If you sit still and wait a while, you are the bait that reconciles You are and you are… Same Smile That same smile, stunning with the sundial That same smile, running the magic mile That same smile, grinning crocodile If you sit still and wait a while, you are the bait that reconciles I look around same smile...
4.
Pass me the blunt I meditate on it like a monk Buddah is what they call it Is it all worth it Well let me ask you Does it have a purpose Alcoholics in a hearse but to be quite frank honest I was drinking when i wrote this verse Jai Alai sipping, kung fu gripping Scotty Pippen when I put my chips in Low-key, where is the money? I rather free the bees and the honeys Aint no Aunt Jemima on my pancakes, trust me Fructose is not what I ate, sizzurp on the plate Look close there’s no mistakes Why don’t you carry your own weight We all wanna be the king of the parking lot We all wanna live this hip hop But there's no fresh produce Processed POTUS Contains 1 percent juice, aint it wholesome and what you holding in your holster? A beeper or a bluetooth speaker A heater, or a feature from the grim reaper Hotter than the Carolina when you eat her Classic like the Man-eater Brain feeder, what’s a leader? I rather follow the healers With a bottle liter of tequila Sinsemilla The origins of your roots might free ya The purging of your sins might kill ya Others would’t wanna be ya But I’ma stand right here Side to side till we disappear As we walk the line Grab hands Wish for infinity with no doubt that we can Allegedly, the soul, we can’t understand But feel, how music is so real Movements moving mountains, it surreal Max, Salvador, and the third wheel Mass Appeal, me baño en el rio y sonrio la naturaleza es mi madre y yo su hijo Interconnection es como vivo Como el Padrino Es mas que estilo Chistes del Negro Palomino Word to my cousin Gabino In the kitchen chopping it with Chino No stopping the bandidos And I think we know (tell em if they don’t) Born in the valley But the avalanche won't stop me Can’t lock me, Los Federales Grab the tamales, Quien es responsable? Dale, que nadie hable Esta grave but it's gravy Still picking on 4’s like the ukulele Okie doke, here’s the rope There they go, running low like micro Let’s hang Jim Crow, and I’m not talking about chilling nope nope nope nope In the 70’s I had an afro In the 80’s a spoon around my neck and here came the 90’s in my tape deck Here came the 90’s in my tape deck Here came the 90’s in my tape deck In the 70’s I had an afro In the 80’s a spoon around my neck and here came the 90’s in my tape deck Here came the 90’s in my tape deck Here came the 90’s in my tape deck Been true since 92’ Papa was a salsa head in the groove Now I’m just another virgo chewed and accused Refused, no woman no cry It’s why Life can be a bitch when you want her to hold you tight You want her to make things right but you blew it thrice What about that time? Songs about mimes for the love of mine Digging in the mine, flashbacks in the spine Was this part of the master design? She has to be the prototype but we will see in time Don’t believe hype, If you can freestyle then you can freestyle it don’t mean you can write In the air tonight. if you feel it then YOU feel it but that don’t make it right What’s wrong with these rap songs? Covered in chrome, snatch the microphone to expose your hallow bones It’s cool holmes, next time leave the act in the back of the ac and Bring the mack and watch how the crowd reacts In fact, leave it alone Your 15 minutes are up, time to go home I won’t see you next life time, you ain’t no Tyrone Ooooouuuuuooohm Your cover is blown You got a lil’ money but no gold to back the throne It’s like a false loooooan for happiness The interest is the negative when you’re a pessimist Since the genesis, no one’s missing him, finish him Feed ‘em some medicine Business can be menacing, settling suddenly is the worst defeat Punishing the lazy and the weak Sentencing the tongue in cheek Resembling boutiques don’t tweak You gonna leak Be history like antique, Lace the beat Hunchback Esquire; The Golden Child.
5.
You got an infinite belly ache And when you try to go to sleep You only stay awake Thinking about how There's not enough hours in the day Why you gotta wait to get paid? Keeping it moving like a relay Ain't no time for replays You ain't gotta listen to what they say In fact, go glisten and play Break through the surface And taste the Rays There's no fun when you can't appreciate the sun, everyday A lifestyle not a phase When you breath music Thru the holes in your face We're all in a different race Feeling out of place Running at a different pace When we're all the same race Humans inhabiting deep space What's happening? Shattering, justice scattering Battle wounds and rings Ain't got enough fingers To slip them in Feed the children, The future is talking, is we listening? Fidgeting Wrinkling like another piece of plastic ya bastard Massive went passive It's magic, molasses Chemical gases Designer glasses, vip passes That don't do a damn thing Like what the clot do yo mean Oh won't you stop with your green Cup full of steam You are what you bring In to the the table To eat, around the Giants you can't speak It's like a tyrant who's gone so bleak On get a way with Tyrese You can't feel away from me like a siamese You cats are infested with fleas While I feel so 2003 It's a righteous year in hiphop if you ask me I used to eat Chicken and Beer When I had long hair you see Waking up to another prophecy My soul is not property Now I breath Waking up to another prophecy My body is property So I keep breathing as a vegan Eating heathens who don’t believe in me either Pure ether motivation with no patience Got me pacing Back and forth racing Paper chasing Saving embracing, embracing did i mention? Ain’t that right! You can be so unusual I missed you like you missed me The Troubadour Evermore What’s in your heart? The empty hollow part that you left behind in the start All Things Fall Apart Todo Tiene Su Final, paisan That’s why I ran with my mans and them Scaly crew, from canoes to the cruise Beat it up, leave a bruise but respect the muse Check the attitude, the gratitude Gratzie but you must improve Keep it on the move, when is tight is right but when its loose you lose kinda like the snooze Ain’t that the truth with a side of baba ghanoush Cruise control couldn’t even take hold I steer the way of my own dreams Fuck what you thought it seemed It’s luck, it’s schemed Along boy stuck in the stream You can’t Tame Impala but Kevin will fly to heaven with these wings In reality It’s hard work and what the universe wants to bring to those who are in reach of of the beautiful things In reach of my suitable dreams.
6.
Give me your hand Give me your feet The heart is the voice that speaks When the brain is weak It takes more than five days, like a work week Im high every Saturday like Cheech And on Sunday’s I repeat, repeat Everyday I repeat Now I know the world is round and the dirt on my shirt is brown (it’s the dirt) and the hurt from my ache is found in the stem cells from my hometown If it all fails then I’m bound Black on black like I’m Ray Charles, Ouw Down south, the mud is thick But the bricks remain the same color Strange odors, photos Reveal the case of misplaced hate Anger and confusion Leads to abusing Patterns become habits And a mother births an addict All while this seems tragic Same piece of the fabric Like how you got Latin blood y habla no Spanish We're only bandits with band aids in candids with canyons abandoned enchanted Dancing in the flames of the dragon selling gasoline by the gallon, yo who’s buying? Give me your hand Give me your feet The heart is the voice that speaks When the brain is weak It takes more than five days, like a work week Im high every Saturday like Cheech And on Sunday’s I repeat, repeat Everyday I repeat I was 4 years old, the day Tupac died 8 years later, jesus walked, then he touched the sky 23 wondering why dead or alive A piece of the prize, a piece of the pie Hi-fi red eyed, Colombian Jedi in the Dolorian that sped by bumping Aquiminie The grass is greener when your high War cry, ringing in the sky Full Metal Jackets when you die so it goes, so it flys Spread your wings butterfly I wipe the tear from my mamas eye When the fears gone, love will be alive No longer deprived Surprise I won’t believe the lies advertised Camouflaged in a mirage, My god Your god, our god, we're all gods Brubeck “Takes Five”, alriiiight Give me your hand Give me your feet The heart is the voice that speaks When the brain is weak It takes more than five days, like a work week Im high every Saturday like Cheech And on Sunday’s I repeat, repeat Everyday I repeat Hands Feet Your heart Speaks When the brain is weak...
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I fell asleep by the feet Of the most, beautiful girl I've been with, Jesus spliff I feel like a dry ditch, eye itch Nasal sniff, my body's stiff Evacuate the lobby quick The awakening will be crisp Flip and roll, like the stone Dark side cold, slimy sweet mold Ten fold, Acapulco gold We meet in our dreams We're a part of the same team oh Since the start I always wanted more This feeling, I can't ignore And that I can assure Body bags, El Shabazz People change, leave the past You can't loose what you never had Can you prove the right match? How long will the fight last Contrast forecast, light dark Damn girl how I love your naked ass... Life as a grown up is so hard Promise not to fall in love with me I'll break your heart Lonely we bleed With your soul, forever I sleep Life as a grown up is so hard My troubles, my struggle Put it on a credit card My fumbles, my tumbles Get up it will scar, it will scar Down to Mars, down to Mars Only if we could trade parts I see the bullseye All I need is the darts, a la carte All alone dumb smart Try harder, slow it down To appreciate faster All I touch is a disaster The grandmaster Fantastic, elastic drastic Faker than the plastic Backwards like the u-turn you never made Go ahead and get paid But I won't die the man I was yesterday, all my pains go away All the complaints won't restraint It's like a brush with no paint Aren't we all lucky? Aren't we all Boondock Saints? I rather color the complaints and spend my life with the lioness Who can't be tamed... Life as a grown up is so hard Promise not to fall in love with me I'll break your heart Lonely we bleed With your soul, forever I sleep Down to Mars, down to Mars Everybody’s easy to complain bout the unfavorable but what about the positive? Ain't nothing but good food KambuCha filled kegs and all the spices the earth grew Ain't nothing but home brew Vegan eggs, all the vices the chef's knew!
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My wallet is like the faucet A little bit dry When you can't pay your bills To replenish yourself on the inside But my aura's ill, the most high Sit still, boredom kills stick this in your ear for thrills Alright, honeys frozen tight when you're a bear you can't bear to give up the fight Holyfield, holy hell, what's your deal Sit still, pills kills stick this in your mouth for better taste Hey wait, you can't afford the premium to replace You're number 8 million in the race Paper trails or the Internet will get you traced, steady pace Arrogant bastard Climb the ladder fill my bladder You're the turtle, he's the snail But who's faster? Stucco plaster Jack rabbit of all habits and trades But none you seem to master You're a slave But also the key to put the shackles away They can't keep me under dismay We walk around looking thru the eyes of Alex Grey We're Gods and Goddesses in another galaxy In the air like canopies Life isn’t fair but why can’t it be Let’s get together like apostrophes And just sing, Al Green songs until the pain is gone Homegrown In the universe, I push a pencil Draw a verse I u—nify my conscious and mind in the moment of time thru rhyme In the moment, out to get it I get mines, bet the pedestal and the shrine Against the grime Let it BE and chill like a manatee or a tapestry Don’t eat the Bacon Kevin’s Six Degrees The apocalypse Will commence It's all ready taking over your common sense Grab the hammer, grab the wrench Grab the clorox Lets disguise the stench I like my coffee cold press thru a French I’ll be up all night pushing weight like a bench Only my family will spot me No fuegazie paparazzi Why can’t we be friends like Rocky And Apollo Creed, the boogie man can’t stop me Can’t you see I used to slang sugar pops in elementary I was born in the hustle thru my pops, this ain’t new to me Black truffles by the ounce Put the agave in my account Make you wanna say aooooouw My regards, apologies for the scars… Would you rather be the judge or the criminal? I rather stack more than the minimal We're in the age of the critical From the mulah to the metaphysical To who’s hot? Is he in the office of the principal I think not, she's got Unconditional love, when she rock Sticky like sheet rock, non stop Action, low rider jumping The bass is bumping “Tough Mc’s ain’t really saying nothing” I digress, Smooth and Finesse With the crew at a fest Best dressed, steelys on the vest The Gods politikin’ playing chest Captain Jack, Eribus While my man Bu rolls thumb joints, bigger than you This whole world, is bigger than you The universe, is bigger than you Hip-hop, is bigger than you Warlock, Leroy Sly is better than you And the fact remains true The fact remains true The fact remains who? What! Huh? Not you!

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released December 30, 2017

All lyrics by: BOXicle Jenkins
Beats by: The Hunchback Esquire except for Light & Dark (For Mamie) by: The Hunchback Esquire & Lance Uppercut (Debonaire Dreamers).
Tracked and Mixed at Phat Planet Studios by: Pete Lutringer
Artwork photo by: Hannah Glogower

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