Persimmon Hollow

by Gucci Flute

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the debut six-track album from Gucci Flute (Deland, FL)

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released December 11, 2016

Mixed and Mastered by James Lewis of Forerunner Recordings: facebook.com/ForerunnerRecordings

Album art by XL Media: facebook.com/XLIDENTITY

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Track Name: Panacea
We've all been here before
I know that you've been cut, short

I need a panacea, God I need an antidote
The evidence of ignorance is bringing me to overdose
You're fucking bringing me to overdose

Hard headed, on the train to nowhere
Disguised with a smile acting like you don't care
Got the high horse with a saddle to match
And your spine's less straight than your facts

I know, there's stress in your head
I know, you hide it with hate
I know, you lay in your bed, just thinking "Who am I?"
You know, we have the same amount of doubt inside

You're always cut and dry, tuck and fold, crush and mold
It's getting fucking old, you're getting fucking old
You've got it all figured out inside your little brain
Seven billion people and we're all the fucking same
All the fucking same

Seven billion people and we're all to fucking blame

Seven billion people and we're all to feel ashamed
Track Name: 3HATE6 (ft. James Lewis)
Bringing the motherfucking ruckus since 2014, we're fresh out of the 3 Hate 6
What's not forgotten is the rotten shit you slid off your tongue, karma comes with us 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 feet into this hollow earth

Making wishes that will never come true
In the end it's up to you, win or lose
You're confused, that's a goddamn understatement
Came from the basement, getting wasted, playing in living rooms

Symptoms read that I'm;
Wasting my youth and decaying to waste again

I know it's hard for you to see from different views
Just take a hint and get a clue; who are you?
Getting bored, it's nothing new
Jog a left off Spring Garden avenue
Roll up my green in a game blue
Don't get it twisted, please don't get it misconstrued

Nothing to say, nothing to do
Nothing to say, nothing to do

Nothing to say, nothing to do
The bed that I lay in is made out of you
Need something to change without something to lose
The bottle is empty I ran out of booze

There's nothing to say and there's nothing to do
The bed that I lay in is made out of you
Need something to change without something to lose
The bottle is empty I ran out of booze
Let's hit up the Mystic and get 32's
And let's get so high that we don't need a roof
You tell me believe but I still need some proof
There's doubt in my head and a pain in my tooth
I'm knocking it loose
Nothing's the same and there's nothing to gain
And the possible options that weigh in my brain
It tells me to go with my gut, what the fuck
Is it fake, is it real, is it make or break

Shout out to Mr. Peanut, he's my fuckin dawg
Track Name: Confinement
Welcome the world, meet your cellmates
Insubordinate vermin of the earth, we are spinning circles into early graves

Born to decay
No choice, no say

One thing goes astray and everybody takes it out on me

I can't feel this way
No will, no way

All we really are is flesh and bones, with debt to owe
And everybody gets a toe tag
And I know that
At any moment I could rest alone, a second home
Buried in the dirt where I left high hopes

Fuck off

Why can't anything just happen in my favor
Spit this world out because I hate the flavor
Middle fingers up, that's an indicator
Sippin mind eraser with the fuckin neighbors
People think I'm bad, I just have bad behavior
Roll up all my problems, put em in a paper
When I get to shots, I don't fuck with chasers
Violating laws, bottles breaking when we play your basement, celebrate it now

As I look back on my time spent
Inside this existing confinement

I hate the earth and everything that comes with it
Something that everyone should know, this world is so illicit

I am fed the fuck up

All we really are is flesh and bones, with debt to owe
And everybody gets a toe tag
And I know that
At any moment I could rest alone, a second home
Buried in the dirt where I left high hopes
Track Name: 13 Reasons (ft. Brandon Thomas)
Drama queen
So sick and obscene
Drama queen
Don't have to see her to believe

Thirteen reasons why I'll never picture you in this,
Autobiography envisioned in my head

You're dumb and deluded, a nuisance,
Stupid as fuck and you're utterly clueless
A traitor as lucid than Judas
It's true that you're useless
So foolish and ruthless

Ghastly, rude and ghoulish
I said I'm through with the bullshit

I've gotta hand it to you honey, got me stuck like glue
A little twisted, this committed existence to you
The walk of shame with heartbreak under your feet
Just keep on walking babe, I like what I see

Drama queen
So sick and obscene
Drama queen
Don't have to see her to believe

Nothing but good days until we speak again
And nothing but these lonely days until my time here ends

I could be pushing flowers, and I'd still bring them home
Into your undeserving hands at my headstone
When I'm dead and you're left behind
This is just another petal on the flower of life
Track Name: Chump
I see the circles in everything
In a sea of discomfort and grief (fuck all of you)
I feel no empathy (someone give it to me)

There are two
Types of people in this world
The ones that make me smile and the ones that make me wanna hurl
(There are)
Two types of people in this world
The ones that make me smile and the ones that make me wanna fucking hurl

It ain't right; I got a chump on my back
And a cloud over my head
Never thought I'd be the jealous type
Restricted by fear of consequence

Oh, where did we go wrong let's make a fucking list
If I had a dollar every time that you were counterfeit
Take my ass and press it to your lips
I don't need your acknowledgement

Dysphoria
It's glorious
The golden state of mind
I'm faded all the time

Dysphoria
It's glorious
The golden state of mind
I'm faded all the time

So what, I've got a chump on my back
There's solid ground underneath my feet
Ten toes down
This time around you've gotta pay for the smoke you breathe
Track Name: Enemies
One time for my friends, three times for my enemies
Cause I can't promise they ain't never been a friend to me
Spit liquor at the motherfucking counterfeits
Riding down Alabama, smoking my shit

Yelling one time for my friends, three times for my enemies
And I can't promise they ain't never been a friend to me