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Boom, Bang

from Back Up, Black Out by E. Oks

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Lyrics (written & performed) - E. Oks
Producer – Dr. Dre & Jared Paul
Skit Performers – Sophie Becker
Outro Speech – Paulie Deo Jr.

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Wake Up.
6AM. Walk to the gym.
Sick of living out everyday awkward and thin
Since I was like 10, I had the longest of limbs
But could never reach my fingertips on top of the rim.
Stopped taking shots cause I’d get blocked when I did
Then had to stop balling to be a confident kid.
My friends called, they’d be balling in
Javits or Bennet (Park)
That woulda meant that
I was up in my room with
A pad and a pen and the speakers up
…but not too loud…cause the neighbors suck
Complain that I’ma wake em up
Then two weeks later
See ‘em in the elevator on the way up to the crib
And they don’t even say what up.
Only speak up telling me to keep it down,
And I’m like…yo: “leave your house!
Come on it’s not cold out yo; it’s still light enough to ball!”
Man, I’d be sharing deep dark secrets with the moon
Till one of them got to banging
on their ceiling with a broom.
Bump this in your car,
Revealing all the boom,
The DUFF DUFF DUFF’s what I was
Feeling in my room.
So I’d shut the beat off
Think of the cleverest pun
Then have trouble getting it
To end on the one,
So my flow sucked
And you know what?
That’s probably why at my first show?
You never showed up
My friends would hit me up and say some excuse,
I’d ignore their texts
And head straight for the roof,
Lay down on a crooked floor
Unsure what I’s looking for,
Maybe the day that a label’s able to book a tour…
But to wait till I saw shooting stars ain’t feel
All that right cause there wasn’t even one’s that stayed still.
The heights is flooded by light pollution
Blockin out a freckled universe
That is life inducing.
Cut off from the sun,
I forgot where I’s from,
Plus, well, that’s the price of moving
To a nice institution
Just For my schooling
Where I met rich kids with toilets too nice to poop in.
It was high school, and I’d get rude and question their wealth
Like, “why don’t you spend that on something instead of your self?”
The answer to which never they in said in detail
So an invite to their wedding I’ll never get in the mail…
It’ll be like old times! We’ll….well, they.
They’ll meet up at the same bar, eating up their Zabar’s,
With a Winklevoss Twin
Who thinks that “all homeless people are drunk.”
Now I can see that he’s in need of a Monk,
But back then? B, I wanted to beat the kid up.
But I didn’t, cause to do that, I would need to get buff…

Some sorrow has a funny way of circling in back.
Samsara has a funny way of circling in back.

[*Ego Death*]
Go to sleep kid. Close your I’s.
Go to sleep kid. We all gone die. Close your I’s.
Close your I’s. Close your I’s.

“Why you sound mad white half your life
Then go rappin’ like Em up at the mic?”
Shut the fuck up, it’s called refracted light.
You see the moon shines
When it goes black at night,
Cause a million sunrays
Incessantly pat the white
[face of the] Moon
Then ricochet off my floor and up into my face when I’m pacing my room.
Since I was safe in the womb,
till the day that I’m laid in the tomb,
I’m reverberating the waves that have come from a sun
That were made in a boom…Bang.

Now we’re living out the explosion
Till our the day our bodies start giving out to erosion
A twinkled star flamed up
As my main bud, Donat (De La Cruz), said “One love’s
Arisen in this commotion.”
So Winklevoss ain’t dumb
Just dimwitted in emotion,
Limited in his motion,
Ignorance Imbedded in the commotion
Of every atom
Spinning within his skin that
pivoted into Okun,
Knocking me off course…
Of course there’s no off course
Even though we say Soft/coarse,
dope and wack, cool and lame,
to explain when life’s hard for us.
But life as you planned it doesn’t exist.
Dogmas dichotomize when suffering is bliss
Plus life gets better,
And hey: your worse day ever has led you to this…

[Paulie Jr.]
We could be somone’s fingertips just squishing carbon together,
And just like seeing what happens and watching the colors and that could go away
In a second for him, but we’re riding it cause time’s all relative,
And it’s crazy what our spark has become, you know?

[La Mama]
“Honey! Enough of that jibberjabber!
You’ve graduated, it’s time to go into the real world…”

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from Back Up, Black Out, released August 26, 2013

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