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Rat God Vol. 1

by Johnny Panic

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1.
Desert 02:50
everything in slow motion I'm half paniced at the thought of a commotion half here for it I miss it, too morbid for my own good I sing a grim chorus a staccato note like a deep cut I'm no thug but they're tellin me I am one but I been better than anyone in my place by not breakin their faces for bank when I pray got my hand in the plate one foot in the grave live fast die young as i race aim for cover I'm worse than i was as a youngin' but i come out swingin' black blocks onto something thats the truth though it seems uncommon the comment is easy as lyin' I promise got 16 bars they're all awesome We're causing a problem were offin your honors im seeing things like a grams in my tea like a tracer or aesir seers in my seat still on my own no belief in peace that comes after just backin up me till it breaks the shakiest faith in anything other than me I've seen what they create we're either gonna mask up act in a rage or im adding an asterisk next to your name kinda sound like a narcisisist I don't trust what i hear, 'cause its often a myth like a flower that you shouldnt pick or eat but narcisus look like a treat get it? im thirty years in an indefinite sentence in debt and gettin injured with interest invariably they'll be tellin me that i get what i send in why im pickin every pocket that aint paying attention whoo not a problem at all cause i call bluffs might throttle your squad if you step up got a cause in my heart like a knife thrust for burnin a precinct down and doin' donuts or else aiming to start one of the two truths putting anger to use look I been that seen the true cost and got no regrets to tattoo on
2.
Pull 03:06
i think my brains trying to kill me im kinda tryna kill it im getting pulled to chems probably acting like a nusiance now im back in shoes with no holes got the oddest rep that you could cop on the gulf coast im obviously kinda of a goner, too broke look, kid im not cocky, flow is all ghost I'm swinging brass knuckles crackin' whole bones A -C -A -B we're aimin', no joke I wanna see you fash fall flat come throw your hands up I know you cant scrap your livin a sitcom your backin' the wrong class i bettin' they'll be gone the second that we clash I'm not fuckin around might burn city hall to the ground might tour to your town come to write up a riotous sound Might do like de cleyre and declare theres no crown I said I don't think it makes sense he only had one thing to say and its this: "live fast and die young" I'm a dead man walkin rapping over organs really finished talking torchin all your fortress googling detournment seems ironic rich folks think kids hearin my records a problem no need to flip kid i admit i dont play in a way the comfortable would permit we dont got time not when they take lives we've all seen cops holding guns like a ladder to meet christ well dead anarchists are tellin us sure you could say the states a kind of a church either way I aint sayin' no sirs or payin a single tithe hope all you alt-right types take a walk in the tide im rappin' in molotovs pass em at armored cars ... still trying to get enough water and sleep like old gods in the deep the only option I'd probably peep is getting ready to rock I'm slingshottin' you sheep
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Marathons 03:56
Pensacola's all soliders and tourists all capitalists killin' forests more concrete every day less star light each night that im awake rich folks think peace is a house in the woods or wherever the poor been pushed goods get imported the works for convenience sake the new shop is up the landlord is paid the new lease is a bit more every year new wages the same as the old I'm no seer but i see that I need a tool pack the kind full of dynamite and IDs stat I think we can make it better if we just pull ourselves together I think we can make it work if we just put our fists up Seen drugs turn weird like once wasnt enough but these cops only look for a bust heard a friends brother had died in his arms in a slip up cuz the plug thought he was involved with the law seen friends too high and changed while treatment centers talk guilt and then grace in a country that treats you like you did wrong for not praying the heroin out of your arm and call cops when theyre beggin' for change when bodies are dead in the grave, they start sayin' they dont know what happened like they aint acting saying someone should help its so tragic I think we can make it better if we just pull ourselves together I think we can make it work if we put our fists up first picture a place that I cant speak of our fists up chasin' the klan as they run heads high and then God as my witness this dem complained we all rained on her picnic nobody'll admit they hate but stayin' neutral makes them complicit, the same yall see protests and just get pissed at the traffic and not all the nazis and shit can you not just admit the perk of your side is unearned privilege for anyone white that can't slide so its fuck what you thought you can either get with it or get lost the process is strange you say your awake but that state dont force a change see, its the act of putting those words into action to tear this whole thing down and refashion it to something against all the rich opposed to the cops and the klan and their tryst how many mother fuckin meetings i been in where folks talk big and still miss everything since? dont wanna be angry i dont want the violence realizing its all that they gave me and life could be so much more but we gotta stop waiting around for concord, cause I think we can make it better if we just pull ourselves together I think we can make it work if we just put our fists up I think we can make it better like the weather is cold and im patchin a sweater I'm sure we can make it work like a witch on a curse or my voice on a verse see I'm needin' the mic like a bottle or fifth or a molotov straight in the face of a pig I'm pickin' my words like a flower from dirt seedin' the beat I'm the actual worst
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Sleep Run 03:12
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Marlo 03:04
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Deco 03:01

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released April 14, 2019

Words and sounds by Johnny Panic
Art by Miggs the Artist
Mastered by Sean at Pensacola Audio Documentation
Recorded at GIDDAL

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Florida riot rap. Crown crusher/ Void spitter.

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