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Afterlife at the Apollo

from Tr​ø​nt​ø​n​ø​mø Bay by Old Grape God

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Produced by Skelli Skel & Tron 444.
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Gabriel Owsley at Studio Clart

lyrics

Intro
I’ve been coming to this club for too long
(Trumpet)
They’re too cheap to hire a band,
So they let me blow in exchange for a drink or two
(Trumpet)
But I’ve been tryna get an advance,
‘Cause it’s only a drink or two
And I need a few,
Just to get me through…

Intro Pt. II
Welcome to the other side
Please pay close attention to your tour god
Welcome to….
Trøntønømø Bay

Verse
Time Travel, 444
I break necks
Brake checks
Practice safe sex
Listen to Actress
Take bets even though I know I’ll lose,
Just to sip the juice
Loose lips might spit like Bruce Bruce off the Goose
Smokin spruce from Coos Bay to Scappoose
Never ask for truces
Roll a loosie on a hardcover copy of the Crucifix
Tronfucious, I’m old as hell
I just wrote this but it is not new shit
Collar same color as bruises
Movin units to Cupid’s shooters
Cuts like a couple razors not two kids scooters
Skelli got more slaps than Lemieux do
Kush from the future, rarer than Mewtwo
So loud might mute you, rawer than uncooked food
Took one look and knew who you really are
I am pure game you are merely Chewy bar
I am the wave you are where the shoobies are
I’m groovier than Scooby’s car
Drink an avocado smoothie followed by some loose leaf tea
Hit the mall they already knew nothing was Gucci!
I feel like Bruce Lee reciting Juicy everytime I move teeth
Girl scout cookies colored like Coogi
I feel like Rudy Ray Moore doodling on page 4 of tomorrow’s morning paper
I’m in the world’s shortest sky scraper
Gettin a taper
Don Draper? Nah
John Jay on ganja gone the wrong-way down a one-way
Pushing a skateboard like a gondola
Turn the booth to a runway in one take
God love girls that love nature
Hella granola
Coltrane playing as I go sane cop a gold chain for an arraignment I haven’t caught yet
They tryna try me though
‘Cause against the grain
Is where the god went.

(Trumpet & Audience)

Outro
Just a little spit for the slides even though I know it’ll rust my insides (x2)

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from Tr​ø​nt​ø​n​ø​mø Bay, released December 21, 2016

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