Drowning Machine

By Armand Hammer

On BLK LBL

Released on January 25, 2024

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[Verse 1: billy woods]

I lay my head in green pastures beside quiet waters

Quiet my thoughts, press record

Some just sleep with it all like hoarders

I'd rather throw open that coffin

They switch the water off but the electric paid through August

Fanon's wretched clamor across borders

Commandeering ships resting on ocean floors

Breached the surface, gorgeous

Sea water pouring out of every orifice

Tiny crabs skittering in empty eye sockets

Black Gnostics

A coin ring out in the call for a bullet for еvery prophet

A black obelisk at thе waters' edge

A fist full of broken promises

I promised him this: I won't miss

Smoldering spliffs, sleeping gas like cartoons

Armand Hammer like Troy and taxing the green room

Green fumes seep out the grave like heist movie

I wait, I wait patient as Jack Ruby

I peep how you be moving

I wait till the time is opportune; pop up

A bad penny with a nigga on both sides

You gotta come find me most times like Rambo in the shrine

Like cop the wet on 145, the prince of tides

She said time to say goodbye, I begged for a couple more lives


[Chorus: billy woods]

Roiling waves of static, swim practice

Disappearing acts, rabbit in a hat, grubby bits of magic

I hug the bottom like catfish in swollen rivers

Remind myself to breathe

Roiling waves of static, swim practice

Disappearing acts, rabbit in a hat, grubby bits of magic

I hug the bottom like catfish in brackish streams

Remind myself to breathe

Remind myself to breathe

Remind myself to breathe


[Verse 2: E L U C I D]

Strangers print my government name feeling familiar

I'm pissing in the ocean where your million streams empty

Forced entry, murder one

Rappers start looking chintzy

Sign contract in pig meat grease and blood smear

Tip of the spear

Spot-rushing the vomitorium

Get your back up off the wall again

I'm watching the '89 world series in slo-mo

Where coyotes howl

I love brown water and old gold

Armand Hammer ordered three quarters of the menu

Whole fish, eyeballs and all

She batted her eyes real sweet like falernum

Curbed, served charred, [?] hot off the burner

Pepper/salt the scorched scalp like bad perm

My turn

Pepper stage lights to feel the bass throb

Romantic

We all die under enchantment

Surveillance camera 'corded, scanned it off the pamphlet

I get paid in fossil fuels by recycled planet