Pop Gun War

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Sims: My name is John Wayne on accident / they call me Cash, Dean, and Dylan / I woke to a bad dream while the vaccine keeps spilling I live in a city of millions where every civilian still feels isolated / They would’ve picked up and mashed if not for the gas price inflation / So we siphon off the patience for another bad creationist / selling intelligent design calling the school-boards atheist / Nothing but walls to separate the space we’re in / and everything is so beautiful / Generation pharmaceutical soothe / plugging away in the cubical until the units improve Face to the sun but there’s fumes in the view / I keep my face to the sun but there’s fumes in the view / Humans consumed in what’s holding ‘em down / hands and gears ticking ticking ticking times running out / So we squeeze another drop out of that rock / now what’s the sound? Living in the battery alkaline dumping out.

Hook: So you’re walking down that line, huh? / You figure time’s up / They got you fired up / Let’s walk it side by side / see it eye- to-eye Break through the border lines / got to organize.

I turn a stiffened ear up when their liquor tears / the sickness sears still missing the bigger picture here / They let their wishes steer wallow and sit in fear / If only for a second they could remove / take the time to look up / watch the satellites move / Self-centered nation so self-consumed / so hung-up so tired so spun around / Tired of the run around / so throw the rudder down.

I see a lot of people / I meet a lot of problems / think of all the weight of adding up the microcosms / In the bigger scheme all of it means nothing / so quit that mean-mugging / that incomplete running / Nobody pleased with how it be / act like they need something / I feel the same flutter / I feel the same buzzing / but I want the diamond in your charcoal soul / Live from the furnace Sims and Beak came to burn it.

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Like a moth to the fame / what’s in a name? / Whatever saves your soul or paves an interstate / Let’s walk it side by side / see it eye-to-eye / break through the border lines / got to organize / And all of this is so big but so small / Follow that bouncing ball / follow that bouncing ball / So hung-up so tired so spun around Tired of the run around / so throw the rudder down.

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from Doomtree, released July 29, 2008
Raps by Sims
Beat by Lazerbeak

Recorded and mixed by Joe Mabbott at the Hideaway.
Published by Sims is a Business and Legend Recognize Legend (ASCAP).

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Doomtree Minneapolis

Doomtree is a collective of seven friends who live in Minneapolis and make music together. They’ve earned acclaim for genre- defying recordings, explosive live performances, and their fierce loyalty to one another. Members include P.O.S, Dessa, Sims, Cecil Otter, Mike Mictlan, Lazerbeak, and Paper Tiger. The DIY outfit has built an international fanbase one city, one show, and one song at a time. ... more

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