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I'm Better (I'm Bad)
04:49
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2. |
Vintage
03:42
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VINTAGE
V1
Do you ever wish we'd redone it
I kinda think that we should rerun it
I wanna walk it back like Michael
There's no light but low light without you
I remember how your nectar sweet
Now you got your specter hanging over me
I'ma take it back to 1993
When I get my fingers on a time machine
C1
Oh ...
V2
Ready to ride
Ready for ball and chain
If I get that old thing back
Promise I won't complain
I remember how your nectar sweet
Now you got your specter hanging over me
I'ma take it back to 1993
When I get my fingers on a time machine
C2
Wanna double back
Wanna put my time machine on it
It's alright, it's alright, I lean on it
Can we turn vintage
Can we put that afro-sheen on it
It's alright, it's alright I feed on it
V3
I kept your sweater in the safe
Cuz I need that olfactory
And I put the keys in the vase
That I got you on your birthday
I really really wanna chuck my crooked luck behind me
It revives like Ouija board it seem to find me
And if I'm followed by your memory
It's all good, it's all cuz you need me
C3
Wanna double back
Wanna put my time machine on it
It's alright, it's alright, I lean on it
Can we turn vintage
Can we put that afro-sheen on it
It's alright, it's alright I feed on it
Wanna triple back
Wanna put my time machine on it
It's alright, it's alright
I lean on it
Quadruple back
Wanna put that afro-sheen on it
It's alright, it's alright
I feed on it
Outro
I want that old thing back, baby
I only own vintage, lately
I want that old thing back, baby
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3. |
Whippedlashed
01:01
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4. |
Hey Girl
03:35
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5. |
Gold Coast
03:40
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Intro
Met you in the club
Coast of the dub
Crew in the cut
And they’re waitin’ on me
Locks like leaves
Bouncin’ in the breeze
Tuggin’ on my sleeve like can we leave
Midnight skin
Blueberry hue
Lie by you by the blue bayou
Speak no fear
Now we’re here
V1
She said you’re holding up traffic
Greens means go
Don’t hesitate past this
Green means go
Met you in Accra
Front/back bar
Dance on you and you dance on me
Yes or no, well your hips don’t lie
Talk in tongues, testify
Sunrise skin, color of clay
Bump all night and we sleep all day
Sleep all day
C1
In the yellow, yellow
Yellow, yellow
Post-Chorus
Ya la la la la la
Ya la la la la la
V2
Holding up traffic, green means go
Baby don’t go sentimental
Reading is so fundamental
Never dey rush in the yellow
Cuz I need touchin’, so primal
No interruptin’ what you know
Hmm
Met you in Accra
Labadi beach
Body on you and your body on me
Head says no but your heart don’t lie
Talk in tongues, testify
Sunrise skin, color of clay
Bump all night and we sleep all day
Sleep all day
All day
C2
In the yellow, yellow,
Yellow, yellow
Post-Chorus 2
Ya la la la la la
Ya la la la la la
Bridge
So don’t waste no time the clock tick ticks
While your waistline it rocks tick tick
But I no fih give you no quick quick
Tell your job you’re calling in sick sick
So don’t waste no time the clock tick ticks
While your waistline it rocks tick tick
But I no fih give you no quick quick
Call your job
(Slow Wind)
Outro
Sunrise skin
Color of clay
Bump all night
And we sleep all day
Sleep all day
credits
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6. |
Love's Refrain
03:47
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Moses Sumney Asheville, North Carolina
Moses Sumney evades definition as an act of duty: technicolor self-directed videos and monochrome clothes; Art Rock and
Black Classical; blowing into Fashion Weeks from a small town in North Carolina; seemingly infinite collaborators, but one staggering voice.
Consistent across the work is his assertion that the undefinable still exists and dwelling in it is an act of resistance.
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