Whiskey Sour (ft. Jess Best)

from by E. Oks

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lyrics

[Intro: Jess Best]
Oh,
I don’t know where you have been.
Oh,
I’ll tell you about myself, and you’ll respond like I’ve been gone

[Chorus: Jess Best]
In the day there was nothing to prove
Now we’re pulsing, co-signing (cosin-ing) away
To waves in a groove.
So bow my blindfold hold me through?
50 miles and a bottle of jack
Lands us under a tree
until we slipped under its crack.
So ask me what I’m gonna do…

[Verse One: E. Oks]
I’m finna jazz out, spazz out
In labs lash out
If the lasso don’t fit.
A bad mouthing asshole throw fits
Then pass out.
Wake up,
Deduce most the day’s passed now.
And an unpaid light bill
Is quite real in a cash drought
Plus I mispaid Sinsai and since then
been ass out.
I fucked round downtown downed yak
Furry feeling furalese and for a minute blacked out!

Then I came back again.
Had to’ve been at least an hour that past.
She’d unpowdered her face,
Puttered her lips,
Whispered my ear,
As she whiskey soured my glass:
Slurping.
In hopes it would numb all of the hurting.
Cause she’d stubbed her toe while we were swerving
In a Flintstone car.
That Exhibit had been “Pimping out”
With a coat of linen
Tinted windows
And Nintendo 4. Yup!

[Chorus Two: Jess Best]
In the day there was nothing to prove
Now we’re pulsing, co-signing (cosin-ing) away
To waves in a groove.
So bow my blindfold hold me through?
50 miles and a bottle of jack
Lands us under a tree
Until we slipped under its crack.
Don’t ask me where I’m going to.


[Verse Two: E. Oks]
I used to didn’t know how love. Right?
Had a hole up in my groove,
Infinite loop I’d sail (Infinite loop paseo)
Yellin “yaba-daba-doo” - dope rapper chatter
Act as if Phi Beta Kappa matter too
But I don’t need that!
Me no need no feed back!
I see I am all
So I’m off in constant awe
At all the God that chose to seed that!
Pulsing from a green pack!
Pucker up a lip
And Lick a lover like a leave that
Was finna fall from a tree till it leaned back:
Slipping back to the finger tip of the branch where the bloom had done blossomed
Till all I could say was just:
“Uhhh, hold up. No no.
So much that I don’t know.
But bro that’s no ‘Yo Yo’!
Yeah! For sure I’m sure
I saw that grow in slow mo! but uh….”
Maybe I should calm down?
Maybe I’ve been awake too long now,
Too blurry eyed from the last night, I shouldn’t have gone out?
One too many whiskeys sours got poured down
Into my cup
So at the right road I made the last left
And got my ass left in the wrong town…
Or maybe I’m fine?
Maybe the self hate got me pinned backed?
Maybe the leaf of tree really do slip back?
And in fact it was placed as a sign
In front of my eye to show me where to go?
Yeah that’s right, it was a parable.
It’s apparent now
That’s God staring out from his peering hole.
So: Knock knock! I’m going in!
I’ve been starving!
Looking for the light!
So: Knock knock! I hope God knows
I got a blowtorch
To leave his home scorched
I’ll pop off,
I’ve been hardened!
I don’t know no peace in my self at all!
Knock Knock!
And no one answers, so finally I busted it down and then God said: “HEY!”

I don’t know where you have been…

[Chorus Three: Jess Best]
In the day there was nothing to prove
Now we’re pulsing, co-signing (cosin-ing) away
To waves in a groove.
So bow my blindfold hold me through?
50 miles and a bottle of jack
Lands us under a tree
Going down so slowly one is two…

[Outro]
Double Ones
Double Ones
Double Ones
Double Ones
Double Ones
Double Ones
Double Ones

credits

from Well Lit LP, released March 15, 2015
Song Writer: E. Oks & Jess Best
Producer: Sebastian Francis, Sam Friedman, Myles Avery, E. Oks
Engineer: Ric Wilson
Master: Myles Avery

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