For the 21 Year anniversary of Souls of Mischief’s classic song 93 Till', Frak & Arian analyze how chilling has evolved in the modern era.
https://frak.bandcamp.com/track/14-till-feat-arian
[Verse 1]
21 years since 93, a lot has been swapped
New wrinkles on the face of the fatherly clock
Stock market has dropped
The new technology fit my pocket
And the congressman watch as the earth gets hot and the oxygen stops
Hip hops is marketed as soft as Haagen-Dazs
A bunch of molly-poppin and party rockin, no molotovs
I’ve been daydreamin like lupe in a robotic shop
Diving into reservoirs of aquatic thought
Hot box the prius, put the key in start
Animal fries in my lap, nas CD in the dock
They see us, peel off the block
The police stop us, I pop the lock
Chappelle white voice, whats the problem officer gosh
Recognize my privilege not afraid of the cops
More afraid of them confiscating my bagels and lox
This year I worked in the incarceration system and its insane that I walk on this liberated pavement while they’re caged in a box, I hate it a lot
Don’t mean to interrupt but you were catching my eye
On the far side of the party you were passing me bye
Pouring your sky blue in your Canady Dry
Pouring your blue skies in the blackness of night
So I walked over like Danny Mcbride, strumming an air guitar
A few more xanny bars I’m stoned like Patrick Star
But I ride like danicka Patrick botanical package will give a Panick attack to an anaphylactic
Get it and spit it and hit it and quit it I’m ripping the show
As far as infinity goes, I got a mischievous soul
Born in 94 the same year that illmatic dropped
And I’ma keep rapping hot magic till the static stop
[Hook]
This is how we chill from 14 till (x8)
[Verse 2 - Arian]
Slowly rolling to a safeway
Strolling aisles
Holding golden vials in a case stay
Calm while exchanging ID’s
Durbin road Bethesda Maryland
Embarrassing
Durbin road Bethesda Maryland
Embarrassing if I don’t know my zip code
Buy it smile
Switch roads
Driving wild
Slick rich son of a bitch woes
Finding style
Winding dials
Down to a bench at an elementary
Stench of fenugreek
Several henchmen drenched in memory
Sedimentary shit talking shit speech
Just shooting the shit up shit’s creek
Shit remember that kid in high school
With the chipped teeth
Lisped speech
Or that other kid
Who read that poem about a fig leaf
Or that 6 feet tall chick with the pink jeep
Drunkenly piling lost people in a big heap
And detangling anxiously
To the blanket of solitude always dangling anciently
Then longing for the touching of ankle to ankle nakedly laying under a maple tree
Shaking free of the vapory constructs that are chasing me
[Verse 3 - Frak & Arian]
Obadi obadai obladi oblada
So even when Im feeling blue I know that life goes on
Make the decision between xbox and tedtalks
Got a little too high, and gave myself a pep talk
Immigrant children
Chilling like coffee shop basquiats
Looking at our new lives
Talking bout the caveats
Releasing our anxiety and laughing while we’re walking off
To order tres tacos de carnitas in a parking lot
Well I forgot that your paper gone stack
Cuz we got a lot to burn and some trader joes snacks
Play cards against humanity, Or maybe
Get some sorbet and 4way with gourmet cheese
Consuming cigarettes, liquor, food, and entertainment
Watching it’s always sunny and wondering where the day went
Feeling like you’re never independent till you pay rent
But hating a structure that only cares about your payments
Hey kid, Your music softer than Aluna George
A couple more Luna Bars you’ll be looking like Bruno Mars
Your welterweight, I’m walter wight, I’m the dude in charge
Fuck yolo, the motto is Akunamatata
I’m illuming the night up like i am illuminati
Crying while I’m watching the Truman show in my room with shawty
Zoom in on a cumin flavored human body
Hunched over while computing feeling super naughty
I’m so blazed I snapchatted my own face
Drew a bunch of squiggles and I sent it to the whole place
Fuck im never gunna dab again
Napped so hard dog I’m never gunna nap again
Passive men glancing in the mirror at a nordstrom’s
Dead eyed like their only expression is boredom
Getting jealous of the other dude while in a foursome
Pour some out for the homies working in doldrums
While this rice krispy and snickers bar arguing bout which
Life living is part of this fight bidding for particles
Who avoid getting ate like they’re swiveling infinity
Whats 14 till but a new spin on rigidity
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