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Rockland's Finest

from City of Ghosts by Z the Stranger

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I own the local rap game. You own a pharmacy.
Don't think you’re hard if you can't voyage past this odyssey.
And all I know is that I think it's such an oddity
That you're the one we got when we were flexing foreign policies.
I never freestyle, but writing lyrics ain't that hard for me.
I wrote this out to you so I could articulate it properly.
We come from different places, we don't share the same philosophies.
I work for play, you play for work. I take what the music offers me. I'm...
I'm sitting in a dark room but the lights are on.
You're stricken with a harpoon when I write these songs.
My mind is ripe with these lines you call
Some righteous reich. You're not right nor wrong.
My life is like a thrill ride with all
These priceless fights and insight you want
In spades. You want to take a gaze at my insane brain that I vacate just to stay safe?
I'm falling for a fake in a great dame's cape. Want to take a taste? Be my playmate?
You say I'm too deep?
What? Are my lyrics too intricate?
Rhythm shifts every minute if that,
But quicker is more consistent.
I have a point to make.
You have a joint to take
A poised mistake with.
Your toys are basic.
Rocking only with some youtube-made shit.
Get yourself a producer credit.
Admittedly, I did it too, but now my melodies and my rhythms are vetted inside the melancholic entrance of my room and cere-
Bellum
And even prior still, I knew how to send an
MC back where they came from with my game, son!

I'm constantly rocking the spot of a boss.
You're probably lost on a company's cock.
You want to be marketed off like a hog
To a farmer and not to push art 'til it stops
It's evolving. Commenting topics you offer
Is so often done it's not worth it to call it.
This is for all who say local is awful.
We're here to push limits. You're stuck on some lost shit.
You don't know half the things we plan to do
With the projects we put out. We're a xanadu.
You're a spectator wishing you could channel through
To us and bring us down, but you can't handle you.
You're the one stopping yourself from advancing.
Open your mind to the sound and keep dancing.
If you keep waiting you'll run out of chances
To support your friends and be left in the sand drift.

Maybe this high would be better if I wasn't sober.
I'll take lucky clover and try to get some fucking closure.
What I like is something older, but I'm not just a one piece boulder.
I have my mask of happiness but don't think my cup runneth over.
So it's nothing most would worry about, but my shit's a wreck.
I call to you, but I can't say it all in a 15 minute set.
Is this vintage yet? I'm bringing shit to the river's edge.
Stop before I slit your neck.
Everybody hit the deck!

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from City of Ghosts, released December 4, 2017
Cameron Francisco
(Vocals and Production)

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