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First up on the list is a victim
Was a big fish in a small town
Whoever listened
he would tell tales
Of how he was running shit
But really he was just sniffin blow and playing Call of Duty Til the AM
Sleepin all day he stopped payin for the drugs
Started burnin wannabe small town thugs over ounces of green
Collecting guns
His little team disbanded
On some mutiny
He even took his family for loot
Sitting on a dirty futon
Cleaning his pieces
That he never shoot
Bearing no fruit
Telling his friends back on the East Coast
That these little Midwest kids is getting taken for they milquetoast
But really now he's all alone
When he's off the phone
Burned too many bridges
Bad business bad karma
Now he's itchin
To take the weight off
And be free from it
Starin down the barrel
To see what he could see from it

He caught the drama

Next up on the list
Is a sister
Lookin for love in the wrong places
Whoever kissed her
Fell into a web of worries and stress
Yes duress was the only way she knew
How to express her love
She would push pull and shove
Until her lover would snap
She didn't know that she was
Baiting a trap
Caught up in a circle of vicious
Denial
never thought for a sec that she would have to stand trial
For her selfish ways
So she kept stackin the days
Full of scorn and malaise
Putting her lover in a haze of confusion that eventually would turn to regret
But she had no sympathy or respect for their predicament
She just kept living with this sense of self entitlement
But nobody owed her shit
She was just a spoiled American brat
Who never gave back
Until her body turned to dirt then she was forced to at last

She caught the drama

Last and straight least
Less a man than a beast
Another hot shot kid
Who Joined the local police
No compassion or remorse
Quick to use brute force
He would take out his aggression
If he didn’t endorse
Your lifestyle
Lucky if you made it to trial
Because he saw fit to judge men
Brown skin was a no no
Woe unto a brother
Coming to his town solo
No laws were broken
Probable cause invokin
the self-righteous Christian
Puritan on a mission
What he didn’t know though
When harrassin a homo
Who was just hanging out
his homie caught it on a Go Pro
Now the whole world know
Bigotry no longer local
Hate mail and death threats
That’s when his wife left
She took the kids
They took his badge and left him
with his gun
Slid the barrel
in his mouth and squeezed
the trigger like a coward
He went out like a sucker
For abusing his power

He caught the drama

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from Coolsay, released February 3, 2015
Coolzey - Vocals and Sound Effects
Soce the Elemental Wizard - Music
Belly Belt - Guest Vocals
Joelle Grabowski - Guest Vocals

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Coolzey Los Angeles, California

Golden era hip-hop roots planted in black Iowa dirt are the foundation. Growth tempered by alternative era rock influence. This along with a love for the juxtaposition of the dark, horrific nature of life paired with a slapstick and comedic view of the world allow for a wide, unpredictable arsenal ranging from soul-spilling indie bedroom rock to wise-cracking battle rap and on to radio pop. ... more

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