Released on August 9, 1999

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[Alias]

Inhale, the vacuum sucks up dirt and dust in a motion making

Up the particles to make a potent potion

Until I spray them out in a pattern, no one understands

Comprehension; it's the greatest invention by man

Splitting into separate piles sending down different conveyors

Constructing one long line pleasing to the sequence sentence sayers

"Boom-click, click-boom-click"

My vacuum spits phonetics that makes the sound walls sick

Pleasing to the nostrils, even allergists will commend

You love my offerings from my vacuum from start to end


[Slug]

Monday started off humble, passed fumbling

Shaky, nervous like a stomach, like a practice

Tuesday/Wednesday in stride sequence to reach potential

Breathe in dental, keeping focus is essential

Thursday passed observing the foreplay of the first day

Looking at the weekend like "my whore is thirsty"

You bounce up wide-eyed

Friday/Saturday cut loose, climb inside the intenseness

It's the vibe that I'm presented

My secret heaven; reach the week's peek at the stroke

Sunday, time to relax while I bask in the afterglow


[Sole]

Floating in all the splendor, traveling towards the way, get away

The currents undried, all currents being rivaled

"Get your hands out of his mouth, now he's damned!"

Cut off from his hands and feet

Now your board's oxygen and the land it breathes

Energy, the energy welling up; impossible to breed

And still the land is choking, and what's with all these bodies

Floating and sinking? You know you're all washed up

The more I think about it he should've saw it coming

Well man will harness all resources for deluded cause

The cost is unmeasurable by man and unrepayable to the list


[Doseone]

I-I-If I'd have only paid it more attention and stood there then...

Tears won't bring back the everywhere we went

That's the fear choking and he's, ohhh mannn...

World to me will never be the same, I'll forget all those times

It made the sun shine, but the grownups say "everything'll be fine"

It would never d-d-d, only change can grow again in our backyard

Through my shoe box and the strawberry plants

[Bridge- Doseone] 3X

Like

Like, like, like, like

Like...


[Hook]

D: Like

Like, like, like, like

Like... (3X)

S & S: Yo thun, your similes is killing me

Thun, your similes is killing me

Thun, your similes is killing me

Thun, your similes is killing me (3X)

A: Are you?... (11X)