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THIS IS PART IV OF THE SEASON FINALE….
Over the past year or so it has been a wild time to say the least. Creatively it has been a revelation, personally umm.. closer to a wreck, and in one case literally a wreck.
We’ve always had an ambitious vision for H V B R, the last year and a half has brought us something unexpected and most of the creative attention and resources have gone into building up this aspect of H V B R. The toughest element is balance, how do we bridge what we’ve been trying to accomplish with what we’ve found and leverage it into something more grand… we’re at the heels of it now, you’ll hear from us soon.
-H V B R (High Volume Beelaash{luxury in the Bengali language} Recordings
2/10/23
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CONTENT:
Grass Clippings on a coffe table
Gold bond around the way so
I slam the door get out my face bro
Fast forward 13 years crashed Romeo
Thats an object those not stable
Days got gone , and my face feel foreign
I am strong (though) I am dormant
My mind is touring kind (of) like Mormon
Can I get a moment of clarity
It’s so many wrongs don’t remember me
Eyes to the sky like hey surprise
We don’t want the doors we just want the life
Hey Cinderella my shoes are better
Gaultier glasses cordovan leather
You make it rain I switch the weather
Temper tantrums this is a ransom
Life so random and I’m so huh
Let it rain, let’s make a way
Don’t want my goals to be MIA
Paper planes paper boats
Payin for pain man that don’t float
Hey Hiawatha need praise from my father
Need a place and some water
Diving in whiskey streams
I’ll keep risking dreams
Cuff it all night we ain’t go no sense of losses
We ain’t all right life is a monster
Riding to old ways do what cha wanna
Drama brings woe
Baba dreamt gold
Turmeric color skin
I don’t settle for a Benz
Upended and rooted
Man ain’t this some bullshit
Toolys that I use keep me in a noose
Really what I do is try keep it loose
Bail form the bottom I hope we don’t rot
Apple cores, Mac book stores
Save what you wanna, we’d don’t stop at more
Payless sneakers your boys on speakers
Yellow cab fares this life ain’t yeah
All roads are mine yeah
Those clothes are mine yeah
This show is mine yeah
I’m off my mind yeah
Don’t you mind me
The shows remind me
That I will not be
All that I see
Years in the making
Art house cravings
Sothebys goals
Southern fried flows
America don’t like me, mixed breed vulture
Yeah I’m vulgar, tearing at your culture
too live for my own mind
Cy twombly out the gate
Jean Miro no brakes
Car crash that’s fate
Romeo switch place (plates)
Tired a new lace
These fabrics speak magic
I own’ know how it happened
(Boar bristles I don’t fuck with pigs
That horse hair brush buff feel kind of rough)
Leather conditioners (conditioned up) don’t tell me to switch it up
If it all falls in alignment I’ll place prayers in consignment
You get one and you get one I’m far away from that LA son/sun
LA son swam pan pacific
See my face you land pacific
Going back home don’t land pacific
I look...
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