Track 0 (DCS)

[Intro] Fall Rise Bodies Scattered Shape Space Space [Verse] Noise The bang-bang boogie Scratches on a disc labeled "Now" Groove towards center Mouths move making note of a motherfucker one wishes one would A soup of words organized by principles if that's what the fuck it sound like Crashed cab causes psychotic break A psychiatrist fucked the revolution Fire dances on burnt remains of children A wolf, for some reason Say grace, a cold lake full of secrеts She stands opposed, he raisе his eyebrow They exist in context They dance around the idea of the bang, the bang The block, the lock, the pop, the trunk The time, it sounds like Six in the mornin', something at the door Padded footsteps move across the floor Hail Mary full of that ride or die It's all her fault, and she don't know why Some-some-some-some butterfly Cause Wreckx-n-Effects gone awry Pamplemousse juice when the song is dry Chip food jiu-jitsu, pursue the sky Went on a run with a gun beside Had Roxanne and she hummed a lie The oil was the funds for the whole supply Got two options: do she run or fly? She must've chose right, they all take flight The world blows up just like it's dynamite The blast made the valley, but midcity Sally Didn't dilly or dally, she ran through the alley Found the pimp juice, tripped and let loose Missed the neck noose, flipped the net boosted Internet choose the win, select move To intercept use the intellect too And maybe that's a good place to begin: Somewhere in the dark without no friends Fears that lie in the minds of men Start in the middle, try to find the end Legends are made of stories and codes Rock them colors as pledges and odes Stack them bodies to raise the folklore Gang gang, baby, go stack some more, God-