Incredible Heat Machines: First Edt. Cassette Tape
Cassette + Digital Album
A lavender cassette shell, featuring real-time, Pro dubbed audio. Includes a Soluh! sticker and a download code to the album
Includes unlimited streaming of Incredible Heat Machines
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
[Intro]
This the Return of soLuh! though
All sails are Final, as if sinking w/ sirens a
BSTFRND lesson on wrecking the vinyl from
“all bum” to album, submit the title, roll a jay:
see/sea nghs is rippin’, who gettin tidal?
I’m wing-High, like Icarus before the sea dive
Before Sunspot, our peers said that WE HOT!
Return of SoLuh! You sold us, we no bucks
We Opus We Lotus We closed then We open
to show you inner-bling proceeds what you can see/
[Verse 1]
Rap is so important, have you wearing Jordans
Now you never Voiceless when your Grandkids
wanna know Grandkids wanna flow at your funeral
it’s beautiful/ OHHH!/ It feel GOOD to be alive
Feel GOOD I’m singing “i” & I MEAN it this time
When I want SUM, I conquer beat & DIVIDE
As if Jesus & God, I believe in this rhyme
Words hit like rifle ooze. A.I.M. for a brighter tooth
Chains on the James RVA bout to Rockett. Who?
Slaves gettin off the noose to stage it for Martin Luth
to phase it, he staying in the Days Inn to dodge a shooter
Frame it on my computer, name it The God Emcee
pray BIG & ‘Pac’ll see & change your theology/
Bill me, forReal/Pharrell; Last name say that I’m a, G.I.!
Be Sun, like moon wanna; wanna sea-eye!
[Bridge]
I wanna see Yah!...
U wannabe fly
Don’t wanna see I’m
I’m blaaaaaaaaaaaaackkkkkkk
[Verse 2]
Black is so important, Excellence I pee out
I speed out, a centipede impeding on a knee count
See how, that mosquito DEAD in the corner?
That’s metaphor for You suck, the blood is there to warn ya
of the plague & the jaundice, my Revelation is Timeless
Your ‘Tranes at a stop, I’m illustrating what John did
Meditations like Pharoahe Monch into Ankh chants
Marvelous in drop pants, hair a monster, a Loc Nest
You look like Jazz! Get thrown out the window
Poetry crescendo, Over-D I been dope
Junkie shaking in... front of police station
Veins aching for popular seed agents
A liquid, A shiver: I dream naked
A killer, A Shiva & 3 Satans
Jesus on the corner, trynna save Je-sus
Split ‘em w/ a lightning bolt that sang "Hey Zeus!
I got ‘em!” I'm at the end of Glory
Robalu'a Do it to ya Send'em up to Maury
I’m not him, still I pray for morning
If poppa lose his only son, everyday is mourning
I got em, my momma name is Glory
Before I changed to Robalujah, I just had my story
