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Garcia Vega Forces - EP

by Davis

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at the FootClan hideout the blinds be venetian and treats be tahitian disrespect Why Records it's considered treason elmer's velcro man, who else got this cohesion like well seasoned seamen i'll say it again my nigga if it need repeatin' cop lives don't matter and glass jaws don't clench under pressure they shatter beat ya down to the gray matter with a swing of John Henry's hammer dust to dust, ashes to the wind watch that shit scatter at the bottom cheap thrills kill and fill gills with swill while god cuttin' sweet deals atop steep hills since a shorty had a predilection for introspection Dirty D praying to full moons and waxin' crescents no growth to be expected if ya circle full of yes men our team shine bright like bioluminescence hopin' that you ask yourself all the right questions
2.
Itto Ogami 02:26
soul all black like Ayam Cemani protect my seeds with no mercy call me Itto Ogami cut off the heads of 131 lords Chi-Town to my core afro picks litter my streets essential oils on the concrete to that i say ase Nausicaa ohms be trucks on the highway my love be agape navigate through pockets of hate from brown stones to trap basements your ability is nascent Davis be God adjacent been here for eons Lucifer's name lost in translation John Henry's ebony hammer to your Joycean ivory towers thru folklore maneuvers i commune with my ancestors then leave ya wetter than when the pastor blessed ya scoop ya in a hooptie with the boot on it, nigga fuck a tesla tell me who next ta dwell inside the crevice of this concrete jungle from the darkness and shit we grow the FootClan is fungal for our freedom we never fold once obtained we spread that knowledge across the globe on evangelist toes FootClan hold the flames from Prometheus to Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego cursed souls cold like Wendigos dodging reflections battling vanity toxic individuality OG like Adrianna Furs and Peter Francis Geraci swaddle my torso in a studded Pelle or the butter navy Avy my maw spews graffiti street calligraphy wisdom pulled from my gums bloody ain't have money or the care for anesthetics said no to the novacane nostalgia gross, this a eulogy to my antiquity
3.
Gobbledygook 02:14
a disease landed in Plymouth hellbent to spread blight walkin' upright bipedal parasite stole the land and claimed squatters rights steady aim shaky hands can't halt this plight iffy peace war-plagued like spoilt peaches waves crashin' onto dirty beaches preachin' how deep is your compassion? strong as steel Damascus? smashin' these castle walls built of misery Smaug hordin' riches meant for we creepin' in quietly make noise subtle like dishes shiftin' in the sink they keep them furs in the cooler, ice cold minks overdue necessities dispersed to the people when you overthrow tyranny powers that be got it comin' to them like Judith to Holofernes weathered my trials, tribulations like Job and Candide indeed we plant seeds intent on sowin' good deeds white conspiracy theory is often black reality powered by ancient energy a Baghdad battery won't make it to far in this game with just flattery hair grows nappy happily granny pushin' Caddies like angry golfers chip the birdie stern talkin' never flirthy just tryna see 30 hopin' that the pork don't murder me they army terra-cotta shadows be silhouettes by Kara Walker the Eastside Marauder never falters oaths made in blood precede tithes brought to me alter can't study my spellbooks high wizardry to the layman just gobbledygook manifestin' growth and prosperity by hook or by crook cause half the shit they deem righteous'll leave you shook play you for a schnook
4.
closed lips in the morning never speak on my dreams tears drip from the yearning, a steady flow into streams tumultuous waves my mind coasting this myriad of emotions paddling with purpose through this vast and deep ocean of memories haunted by ghost of my past can't stand fair-weather fucks no sunny days on this forecast cut homies off en masse for the deadlock impasse right hand poisoned by hate, chop it off with the chainsaw like Ash well-rounded eagle scout no more room for badges on the sash leave you sly cats face mashed yellin' sufferin' succotash if you don't unlock the safe stash livin' in hell continue to endure this fallout for the chance to ballout in the mirror mask replica trout FootClan 10 toes down you niggas got gout still smack you in the mouth for chasin' all that clout my quill made with phoenix feather and dipped in golden nectar cold in the fall and the summer ain't much better used to rock sweaters with the patches pleather this dynamism red lights burn my retinas god level wordsmith this nigga Hephaestus send you them shots tetanus and leave your restless for talkin' all that reckless

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released August 31, 2020

GARCIA VEGA FORCES - EP

FootClan Mantra (prod. by Ruby Watson)
Itto Ogami (prod. by Joshua Virtue)
Gobbledygook (prod. by Randal Bravery)
Nigga Hephaestus (prod. by Montana Macks)

mixed/mastered by Ruby Watson
lyrics/vocals by Davis
artwork by LeGrande

all praises to the almighty FootClan

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Davis Chicago, Illinois

eastside chicago wordsmith. the Ebony Maw is open.

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