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She told me that she would get me the blackest single coffee of the earth. But She Lied, She Lied, She told me the truth The sweetest truth on the earth. Coffee: The Sweetest Gift... a Magnificent drink for the king or the queen Alright Alright, I'll pour you a cup. These are the gift or the prize. He told me that he would get me a special drink of coffee just for me. Well He lied, He lied, He told me the truth. I will wear this gesture on my sleeve Coffee: The Mystery... All that you wanted to know. Throughout time, throughout time, it gets into your mind it's the taste of the bean you have loved. She told me that she would pour the greatest coffee in my urn. so i died i died she told me a lie. I will dream of coffee while I burn, Coffee the greatest fruit Coffee a bean from a tree you pour me the warmest cup you save that warm one for me. I would repeatedly empty out and fill it back up To the top, to the top, to the break, or till I stop the sun can time itself by the cup The Coffee of industry. Always in tune with your mind you just lied, you just lied, you just told me the truth Respectfully standing by my side
FiveFour 02:31
deep peace, cool night, soft morning there’s the death….there’s the death you speak of escape the year… move, slower son never rest…..never rest the snow is all around us do you remember why? it’s like a missing yearbook photo you’d better rely on yourself move softly become the emptiness you’ve always known and loved Looking out onto the unknown... endless stream of time before me.
ChryNobl 02:26
YOU WILL WAIT, YOU WILL WAIT A LONG TIME; YOUR WHOLE LIFE. YOU FOLLOW ME. YOU WAIT A LONG TIME. YOUR WHOLE ENTIRE. YOUR LIFE'S AT SEA You'll find yourself at steak dinner with me. Pass me thine Holy Salt. I'm fixing up to be with you so that I can be with you I'm fixing up, and I hope that this will be enough I pray that the gates do not shut for me One Thing to keep in your mind is One voice to hold inside your mouth. I'm like a caveman lost in the aisles of the store. Watch out for the snow boss. I'm like a rain stick that's longer than the longest of them all. Watching all the snow fall I'm watching all I want... watching all I want. You will get out early.... stay alive kid. +++ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
last night: The moon showed, over the hill | the sky up where it is blanketing keeping warm | a heavy sleep last light the dust settles under my heart delivering me an eyeful of amber ash | sparkling sporadically [--] moving slowly down reflection rise keep a steady pace keep an unending peace breathe deep you'll be with me forever the dust in the distance red sun in the cloud graceful in the east (the entire city absent from)
In the frosty glaring gaze of the daylight I straighten my problems out oh yes That's a fancy suit for a cold heart. and I live too much oh small magic in the corner by the kitchen sink. I burn it just to burn it. Flaring host. Feel like bio-alive at the stream to lake Her shadow does escape your eye. A slowness coming over my cane. My friends keep walking away. Mud signals winding in the hit You are feeling now the pull of the heart inside you godless train wreck. The strong hand is coming off, you are free again. Cold approaches rapidly. No one will explain a thing to you. You and I were meant to fight for this war the reason is a prism of paths and a chore to find You are feeling now the pull of the heart inside you godless train wreck.+ The strong hand is coming off, you are free again. No one will explain a thing to you. the reason is a prism of paths and a chore to find endless time slipping by........
Find a golden knife in the I see you have 2 lives left you’ve wasted your life on nothing. give in to sweet happiness a vacant advertisement passes your piss around. falling out of love with gods. my woozy head into the burning stack. falling...I cannot return. death of the family. a brave man could survive anything like a hard loan from the body do you see yourself dying this way? ..with a head full of questions? As the generation after me…. the one after them...the one after that….. endless time passing by.
Tribal Butt 04:17
Too much ghost. There is one ghost on the TV: one girl shows us that she is on drugs. She shows us the hand. The others get to see both her hands. Such terrible drug life hands. Hands sliding down the TV. The clapping hand together with the other hand. The presentation to the mothers. Her skin subtle white behind a cloud. At the same time, there's a big fire. The flames near to father. A very bad fire, and too blissed out for me. The fryer flick the ember in the wind. The trees had their sway in the matter. A rolling combustion across the land. Lemon was tired. She is getting very tired. With swollen tooth and she is always tired, always tired, always, tired. always tired....always tired.....always......tired..... always tired Confusion surrounds me like a blanket that gives me youth. Gives me youth Gives me time gives me age gives me love gives me the best takes no cut always free my property my only eyes my only car my only shoes the sense of self the sense of place know your limit regard the scale you are within I am within we can hold our hands or stand apart you stand aside I stand inside I'm wrapped by this my sense of self who I am What I do what I will become endless time passing by..................... ........................ ........................ Ultimately there was just too much talking. We danced all night. We danced alright. We slept and died.
90's Scream 04:06
An Actual 90's Scream The 80's Scream You've got a bit of cancer in your teeth. Just a touch of cancer in your smile. So don't you go, brush your hair smack your boy take your drugs Listen up to the tender sound of the popo siren going 'round A minor cancer from your youth. Comes back with some vinegar for your age A scratchy white cue ball in your throat. ...Hope you're a millionaire Save your stuff, don't throw out Make a pile, set on fire hangover and a coffee with a smoke for good luck So you don't go brush your hair smack your boy take your drugs Listen up to the tender sound of the popo siren going 'round No more Lost Angels No more infinity Nothing in your memory. nothing on your blog I'll get off the subject soon, but just there's one more thing. You can't scream the 90's scream that I am requiring. You can't sing the melody ancient 90's tunes You don't know the chords for the chorus dude Skip to the loo, (man I gotta go) skip trulala, (la la la la) SKIP TO THE END OF THE SONG WHERE EVERYTHING GETS BETTER A LITTLE BETTER THAN THIS PART WHERE NO ONE CAN DANCE OR SING ALONG Let's all move to Denver Colorado It would super cheap at least... compared to the bay it would be. Our employers would probably never understand. But you know what, Berkeley bowl is actually for wimps. Real men eat sand for breakfast and they straight up skip lunch. Wimps that cry when this skidding knee scraps them but a little TLC bumping on the radio put a smile back there on any poor whip that tries to touch me. You mess with my family you are messing with me and Vice-a-Versa. a Pizza Pasta. A puntkin latte. Pitkin knows. She definitely told me she knows. Anywho, what are you doing later? I was thinking of going over to Dogpatch and getting in some good upsies. Or would you prefer to skip upsies and go directly to the beer store? I remember all the time We spent in a car. It took a long to get where we are don't ever look back my dear god hope we don't die too soon there's a waterfall ahead
Yegaman 03:32
Hey Everybody get your linen off you find a pinnacle pick out a summer calabash touching the bottom of the night will we work in our sleep? I told you I want to get paid in cash have a dried up salad if want some you unbelievable soul. Let's go out and get your life taken seriously There is a real right way to control your face OH yes, This is a real race and you are really being chased. ----- baby baby baby don't you cry too tight I am just right here to help you eat your in-n-out scamburger secret menu fear. Do you feel unleashed? do you want to yak down the Yegaman? You disco bitch!! let's get some tizzy chizzy lizzies vente grande Do you die on my porch? you're my little cray-cray-bay-bay!!


All Songs composed, performed, and Produced by TFPP
TFPP is Matt Hettich and Bob Ladue
Mixed and Mastered by Sean Price at Misery Loves Company.
Graphic Designed by: Megan Daily
Photo By: Megan Daily

Made in Oakland, California

2015 Proximal Records


released June 6, 2015

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TFPP Oakland, California

TFPP is the collaboration of "HipHop" (Wake) and "Plug-in" (DDB). Hip hop and Plug-in first met in Pickens, South Carolina as fierce opponents. They were contestants in the local illegal underground magic the gathering tournies. Much later, things lightened up considerably, and eventually, by means of Constructive Discussion technique, they were able to talk through their differences. ... more

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