Mineral Moments by KLG Klergé

A Heavy, Noisy, Scratching Documentation of the last Youth summer i had before the cold. Somewhere between support felt to this day and scars hide for foreplay with destiny.

I.Phantoms (Prod.HEAT DEATH)

Broken English Title
Love Letters Fables
I WISH I GOT BETTER WORDS
FOR ALL THESE PHANTOMS.

Prayers wasted by demands, but my hands are full of blessings but still romance the pain in craving instances. Nobody receive the deserving receipe when i call the State Kitchen: The Hell Entry.
To a family fantasy of rich, hollering melanine as bloody inlinks. To a web lock by many sites slop ancestry that trick co-op of siblings feed.
Whatsapp grave of messages wave at my relatives breed of insolence tense readings from my mom. I pop feelings.
Every talk selling the peace meeting: who's the best to lieeee, about winning life ? Prize in stupid games.
When the Quiz came, wasn't fitting any boxes or answers. Never let passive-agressive anchor inform my mixture engraving the pace.

To the Reaper picking papers with the close ones on them.
Please let the Carpe Diem rest best Per Diem.

II.Sincerely, (S)Ours (Prod.muros)
[Chorus×4]
Tell me how its your veilll’?
Is it floating, frigid or frailll?
Do you clean it or hiding the smell?
For this Ghost in the Shell
(Full of Shame)

[Verse]
Change Chains in Shape
Check cheques debates. He can't really take in great form. From this waiting room of artist looming thru the doom. As usual. Talk about it or not, not crucial. After all, the Testimony can burn at any mourning of republican.
Cause your free speech is hesitant. So fascist take the stand! And stab the pen into the tents of many future oppressed sentences, that can't repress a fresh start from crawling innocence in the hole of cracks and creeds.
Tell me the borders, are they lock?
Tell me the garden, is it fuck?
Tell me what I don't know about riots.
All day can show you, where its rot.
As the cops are calling, falling to a new song in the scope.
As the cuts are coming, cunning revolution by default.

[Chorus (×2)]
Tell me how its your veilll’?
Is it floating, frigid or frailll?
Do you clean it or hiding the smell?
For this Ghost in the Shell
(Full of Shame)

[Outro]
Tell me how its your veilll’?
Is it floating, frigid or frailll?
Do you clean it? Ghost in the Shell.
Or are you full of shame bitch !

III.Metal Hurlant (Prod.I Scored Zero)
[Intro]
My heart like a thud, dig deep, direct kick on the sub-frontier of my work, sick, slick, dirt.

[Verse 1]
A Man of my Word.
Slapping favorites
Taking as keloid visions of fans and regards. Reward with the money get
Abusing etiquettes that abstract all the cards. In the deck of debts, taking quest that always the cause. Of heartbreaks too colorful. (Drunk Drive)
So you wearing my shoes.
But forgot, about the mushrooms
That hook up, textile style with Kamerun fuel.
In this Gasoil Garbage. Casuality is just the reissue, of magazines scaling scares by the phone case (Call Soul) Devil with too many advocates already, take my credit in the cell, economic cruel, dry up! Minerals of hopes that fail too short. Like a meme. Waiting for flying cars, got the same stink, of children baptize in dark fire. That we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up, that we light up (with any motors)

[Bridge]
No living God, just wicked Horde
And weekly horse
Confuse?
You take the orb, i take the course
On cues
For the future
Blasting vultures
Sexy witches rocking itches.

[Verse 2]
So the sex is the best recourse in the saddest time?
So the pest request remorse when is paying time? Fine.
Take what i got.
Leave what you want.
Never let go of pleasure
Fuck Accoun-tabilityyyy. As a Queen that kiss like a bitch (stale power) As the win that flip with this deep (bell tower)
Resonating thru the city, might acidic, never civic (maybe clinic) insanity i tend to paint with the Penalty of Faith. Departing the Party, too incorporate.
In bodies and bodies. To anchor poor rate. Low of survival for basic bombastic citizens, that never ask for any Harm-hancements.

[Mantra]
Never listen to control zone, they take as comfort to conform to chloroform Necro-mancer.
Never listen to control zone, they take as comfort to conform to chloroform Necro-mancer.
Never listen to control zone, they take as comfort to conform to chloroform Necro-mancer
Never listen (CONTROL).

[Outro]
My soul like a urge, dig deep, direct snare on the sub-frontier of my work, sick, slick, dirt. Under the nails of destiny, who try to come hands clean when the best are dirty?

IV.Trojan Innocence (Prod.I Scored Zero)

[Verse]
Loom.
As the beat stutter, struggle under water serve my innertube.
Ghouls.
Enter chilling chambers triggers by the Sinners in the meeting room.
Rules.
Never followed.
Doom.
Forever hollow.
Crude
World Warming, ICE watching Father's familiar like:
"Your culture is my costume.
Your culture is my costume.
Your culture is my costume
Your culture is my costume.
Your culture is my costume.
Your culture is my costume
Posthuman piece!"
Pain-killers in my rhymes.
"Grand healer in my times."
Back in the day. Mother rate the heart by needle in the chest.
"Wake up! Take your waste.
Make up! Brace your weights.
Wait to stay safe."
Before I Left Home.
Prone to praxis, create stones.
To throw at devil throne AKA principal estate.
School of tools robbed from kids. Pushing codes of Contrat.
Malice mix with Church
(Contrast) Bills search.
Uncover first evictions, they hide behind the gates. Side-screen Blue, front System Error. Quarters Up! Put people to Greenlight landlords extinction.
Made You Look! At Redflags around mata-doors locked for safety. Bulls resty toward the farm. Horns and pores, bloody from resort to eat the corpse. Spirit pyrrhic, empiric prayers don't meet the course. Around the ship! Rivers of fortune guarded by shepherds sinking under pressure.
Low Tier God, form your memoirs?! (WHATTT) Stupid followers scrolling thru reservoirs of dead dogs, deaf force waving thru erasure/nature don't like emptiness.
So many bodies fill the void, annoyed by our dress code. Less to say, the Kings enjoy this mess down to the last fresco.
Lasso around the neck, Stars on her panties, pantry check the boxes of a chocolate escape, kiss Constellation Funk Sync-opate, to envy, to hantise, all repeat, thru the Trojan X.

Trojan XXXXXX
Vision XXXXXX
Gen XXXXXX
Prison XXXXXX
Prison XXXXXX
Prison XXXXXX
Prison XXXXXX
Urban XXXXXX
Jungle XXXXXX

V.People asked for the worst (Prod.Coralcro)

[Hook]
One for the vitamins
Two for the minerals
Three to achieve many deeds forsaking funerals.

[Verse]
My midrange fuckupA&R.
Playing with the seminar.
Praying that foreign fountain
Outsource Black renaissance.
(By People!)
Sentimental lost, when the curfew is declare. New times same old despair.
Sisters, reserve rehearse before groomed card come to the stairs, so they slash themselves those jugulars
Or lockjaw for all
Ministry under order
Hotter than Empire on fire!
Earth day, on Battlefield.
First play, on Cloverfield when you fill it wit monsters, serving Navy Seal see shells reduce to mono sign, Signalis time. In space who matters more, mourn love or cosmic storm?
Ask scientific freaks to analyze first sales of Jesus returns to temple grind, granted.
He die three times the first month, ressurect over a week. Jean Grae Phoenix only reason the flames on the moth in me got ashes patches back to weak hearts.
Avant-garde wish more chaos theory over their tongues blades, on board blazing Bikutsi waves, crackers couldnt get to bear, per diem memes mean whatever the venn diagram chasing standoffish fiends got on "send".
Laws slipping under Thanos hands. If Marvel foil of nightmares enter ternes realities we butthead every morning morphing sunset strand, on colossal colonize pie based on bands.

Stress Out stream of consciousness bless cavities treating fences enemies land on, Tom and Jerry grown, in huddlum hoods pong and ping wired phones, frames. CIA van
Tend to cover as carnaval i sit out drunk.
Sometime blink, at the invisible camera of God.
Got Mutherfuckers rhyming on sophomore about crimes contours ?
Cause your eldorado is another wasteland gauze brung to a dezert of sort. Radioactive cogs cropsize many perks earn thru the world
WHY you make your pain sound so whimsical? (In a moment, in a moment)
And James Blake still figure out the underground (In a mountain of monks)
Tainted worlds we spin around the underground (in a mountain of predators)
Tainted worlds we spin around the global horns of faked paradise.
Tighten up kid! Its quite the ride. Its quite the ride. (ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR)

[Hook]
One for the vitamins
Two for the minerals
Three to achieve many deeds forsaking funerals.

VI.Hope For The Best (Prod.HEAT DEATH)

[Interlude]

VII.Field Of Prosperity (Prod.HEAT DEATH)

[Interlude]

VIII.Empathy (Prod.HEAT DEATH)

[Verse]
(237)
Careers disolve, barriers results in top shelf resolve to put end when horizon dawn table drawn empty ploys shooting angles on brass sound.
Now!
Food for penny-wise minds lost in thoughts to make fortune out of rhymes, you gotta be into
Morse the way those Walls talk. Sob ? Allowed but not great source of comfort when All Falls to one more Gatekeeper warlord went Full (aight). Picture this, picture risk! Pintarest MESS warn any owner master flex. To let fix-tureeee Sketch visuals on the canvas.
Stretch loop to borderline compass House paint in Cat, Jux to look for.
Need a good mob? Call me (my bro said)
You can skip ahead of me on the PTY Tape
Your Favorite press repeat anyway.
Best respect earned, prospect burned in the wake, of some birds pretending to be great (White Pride). Weight opinions next to the feather of youngest old heads that claimed the Culture is dead even when it perf (is it?)
Ask them. Thats what they said.
From What i heard.
Not on my side tho. You know, the general, casual numbers. Or whatever.

[HOOK]
So i got Empathy for the West
Empathy for the East
Empathy for the Center.
Everything dress in the color of
Distress.
Everything dress in the color of
Distress.
Red.
So i got Empathy for the North
Empathy for the South.
Empathy for the Center.
Everything dress in the color of
Distress.
Everything dress in the color of
Distress.
Red.

IX.amor à primeira vista (Prod.Manu Trovão)

[Intro]
Red Curtain tainted
Red Curtain tainted
Red Curtain tainted
Red Curtain tainted

[Verse 1]
Once Upon A Time, Caugh up in the Rapture.
Ruptures Turned into tresseted/twisted figures laughing at warm Love Exposure.
Jovial Nurture Heat. For Men in Black. White collar having Woman flat-out Strapped, or laps beyond intimacy Alliance blink, incite plain/plane lies we stick to land.
He meet her on the sand of sensory traps. (Castle walls and thunderclaps) One kid, three (h)ex, one DEADBEAT.
Experiences with denial stick formed in stats.
Direct attacks !
From monster "Honesty" recover, PTSD. Pass third track. As Brat. Remarks to share History of Violence. Spare between jokes too Loud, lack in Egos allowed (Jealous Silence) Echo. Thru the Skins
Diamond "Hello, its me" shining. La Maja wake up, Jesus back-shot, convene with smile
Time. Done over bodies. More scars retelling hobbies in Myst of other arms. Empirical wrap, but his grip is the one !

She repeat, before they sleep in smack eschatology. Reminding skeletons, they swore sweller never call again. Fall akin, to best Moments
Mineral
Found in toxic narrative changes.
Witch to Angel, rental show, grow in bed our blues.

[Chorus]
She know I'm happy we so frail
She know I'm happy we so frail
She know I'm happy we so frail

[Verse 2]
Once Upon A Time, Grown up ossature
Learned wicked mixture ranging, from fresh posture to dead sex.
Ex said you too cold. Soul respond "Mr.Freeze robbed "We Cry Together" thru notes of AUTHOR dust. Between Jordan Peele black fuss, and false prophets press, quick bust. (Gas up !) Emotions to motions of (h)erratic tricks. Pair with scenes of stiff lust. Which bus of Roses
we used to call "Us"?
(Too long)
Dear, means what you say or shut the fuck and suck the pin of your wins.
(Who's wrong?)
Relationships get turned into plots, intercuts by director barely disguise fetish flop, at the Box Office block. Parking locks. You can Get Out but enter with precautions, one question to ask is "How much a Blackout cost?"

X.Ebony Mockery (Prod.OusideHouse)
[Verse]
Sleep like a Beauty, wake up in Beast mode.
Mold Shitty games when loose Weed Go "screw the system!" theme Park mark whips too slow to hit promoters robbing us.
Suns shining over Tomorrow guns events. Not like present ones change.
Times and times outcome awake at the range honor got. *Gulp* when triggered, seizure in souls i gathered thru horror plots. Pot burning, Kitchen warming (you mean warning?) Its Hell don't question epinician to odd knives throw for scoring. In this console, sole winner laugh last and cry Epitaph for who aint made it. Scorched Earth to realize dreams searched are just cut like the Tax! With the sharpest smoke mimic, manic ozone hit in favor to the Breathing as logo Blue, Red aim in lotto nights. Popo rights to end yours. Worst standing sight. Take a bet, credits net to live still a pursuit, stretch like a leg of lamb in Luffy mouth. (End far or close?) mold icky reigns where guillotine aint enough! To sustain. Revenge name "masters graves" two or three digging ? Don't care i came with perfume, fuel, dead costumes and bare with me! A bed where Beauty and Beast exchange flowers in fire wish. (Mainwhile)
Ambazonians play monopoly placements, death tours tracing ways of henchmans as Jigga without the white
assessment of sponsored hen-vents. Dance with the show you know instead of one bought right ? Two bites Mike Tight, close up on ear tag, free with severed might, for future
Do gooders that aint shit ! Mourners in farm forming new suckers thru boosters end sheets (Too bleak) Fandoms torn apart by messiah grip. If it exist (Does it?) Cosmic.
Comique relief lost in pages of dilated pulpils from fuckery heroes turned out to be ! Ebony Mockery.

XI.Bittersweet Exit (Prod.HEAT DEATH)

[Outro]

Cameroonian expressive aura penning vocals thru your fauna & flora. Founder and artist of M.E.S.S Productions, motor of F.U.C.C Générations.

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