Faster Life from WHALE by ORKKA

I've an appetite for the faster life
There's no traffic in a bastards mind
Salutations as I'm passing by
I've no valuables to sacrifice
Out the holes the only goal
Go tantalize my soul with what I fantasize
I’m lacking in gratitude if your actions are televised
I requested a ladder, stool, and the right to be camera-shy
I’m impressed at the altitude but I’ll never be satisfied
I’ll confess I doubted you without a plausible alibi

Tally marks on my chalkboard walls
To keep up with my downfalls if can't recall
Memory for me's a brain game I can't install
Swore my court arraignment was just basketball

Swishers made my skull brainless
Sizzurp made my goal aimless

Patient for the whistle
This is not your court
So pray for case dismissal
Don't whisper to the cause victim is you
My soliciting soliloquy


Tight grip on a moment that had long gone by
Hold tight it's a full blown high
Cause a brush with death
Just must beget
The confessions of an adolescent peasant
RESET

My endeavors of finding pleasure in measuring tiny treasures
Have never bettered me, resurrected me to become a meddler.
Theft is in season hands in the pockets of your sweater weather.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• alternative
• breakbeat
• experimental hip-hop
• Los Angeles