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And uh..
They said, so, like have you met a hater?
And I looked at them...and you know...
And I thought what a beautiful thing...
Maybe one day it'll be like that
You know what I'm saying?
Wow haters, they'll just read about them in the history books
Last night, the dream came again
The shard of a phantom limb
Unable to grasp within
How can you know
What you've already lost?
How can you recall
A dream that punches the clock?
I call out to the shadow's back
But my words are the sharpest stones
Falling in the lake
With no waves
How can you know
What you've already lost?
How can you recall
A dream that punches the clock?
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It's already won me over aesthetically,
But don't be alarmed if it still falls flat for me
Against the white cube's dminensionality
It couldn't help it it's not the work's fault!
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Y'all muthafuckas take the fun out profundity
Why so serious?
Make me like Wayne
Not that State,
Not that Lil,
But that Bruce
Dark and brooding
But I'm not Batman,
Cuz I'm killin' it.
That negativity
That y'all spreaded
Like nutella on some bread.
I thought I told you dumb butts
I'm allergic to hazelnut
What they say to you?
They just a hater dude
Did they hate on you?
That's just what haters do
My advice to you?
Jump up on those haters heads, on them heads like:
Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup
Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup
Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup
Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup
Second verse dedicated to the all of them
Who maintains the status quo of the discourse and
Try to make me him by seasoning,
But y'all just herbs
Tryin'a put me on your spice rack
I ain't about that,
I'm fin' to attack
I put seven haters in a row
then seven more just for show
set 'em then I get ready to play hater dominooooooooes
What they say to you?
They just a hater dude
Did they hate on you?
That's just what haters do
My advice to you?
Jump up on those haters heads, on them heads like:
Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup
Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup
Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup
Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup
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Assthetic Education
01:31
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Lost in the Idio(t)cosm
Transforming
From work to text
To twerk to sext
Without memories or planz
The Ereignis never cums
And yet it goes all night.
"Is it happening?"
He whispers in German
Kant can't be right
Inassmuch as,
That cunt can't write.
Meanwhile,
In reverie of the goddess's milky bust,
A cyclopik serpent
Crying before the onions
Of unbeholdable perversion
"Is it pleasing?"
He whispers in German.
The Assthetic Education of Man
The pages, stuck together
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Benjamin Santiago New York, New York
My name is Benjamin Santiago. I am an artist from NY, currently getting my MFA in 2D Design at Cranbrook Academy of Art in Bloomfield Hills, MI.
Sometimes I make music.
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