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Look Around (prod. Underbelly)

by DGA (Dopest Gringo Alive)

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Hopefully these lyrics don't sound too egocentric. I wrote them a long time ago and didn't find a good beat till I heard this one from Underbelly. He makes crazy beats man. curazy beetz

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I look around side to side, they're blinded lookin forward
I'm lookin down no time, and I’m fired up as mortar
I sorta got a grip of it, but my mind is slipping
So I find a rhyme to kick it into rhythm so I’ll listen close

Sounds of the static on the TV, on the radio
Brain jelly jam traffic, believe me though my day is low
Walk like an unfed tiger, I’m a mean mugger
But I flicker like a wet lighter, no fightin these suckers

It’s the way of the world and the world has ways
To kick your ass in little circles every fucking day
And these suckers say it gets better but that’s pen on paper
This earth is just a muddled haze until I reach my human savior

Lost and found change, but I’m lying dimes and quarters
I’m here to wait the night out cus I’m fired up as mortar
Suckers wait for lights out, blinded looking forward
But I’m here to wait the night out and I’m fired up in torture


Walking to the corner in the middle of the darkness
When my center follow me I end up where I started
Sky-dive livin my body is the harness
I give a rib and see underneath it I’m heartless

Call me out and send me to a hellish old home
Do and die, crucify me on a telephone pole
Flow like Styx, till it hold my lips
Uncontrolled vision, know where eye is

Eyes of Isis please piece me together
The drop is heightless and the king’s men never are notified
Of hopeless type minds who strike the wide-eyes
With iodine of minds of brine

Kick a bucket hardware
Chewin on hemlock, sittin in an armchair
Sippin on fruit punch, layin on nails
Listen get screwed up, Pavlov tales


I get raised off the heat waves, I go crazy when the beat plays
I’m lazy all these days, when I spend my brain in deep space
I’ll be back soon, and I hope I live to tell it
Catch me writin letters down I better sound a relic

Never cry over spilled ink halo round my eyes angelic
Because I’ve seen the light and I regret it like a felon
It’s relative cus I’m a mellow kid I’m burnin up
She set a fire in my chest never got a breath, the world’s enough

It’s apparent, I shot off targets, got demerits
You thought I recognized you, I thought you caught me starin
It’s too much to bear in mind, to touch the stuff of legend my,
Feet in a sea of glass, it’s gotta be the clearest kind

Stall the weird design, where tears of mine appear in skies
Fall upon my tongue and whisper to my mind to fear it’s lies
Will my spirit rise, as I find a sign of better times
Or will I bear disguises and define the line of dead and live


I look around side to side, they're blinded lookin forward
I'm lookin down no time, and I’m fired up as mortar
I sorta got a grip of it, but my mind is slipping
So I find a rhyme to kick it into rhythm so I’ll listen close
(x2)

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released July 30, 2012

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DGA (Dopest Gringo Alive) Palo Alto, California

The Dopest Gringo Alive is the last son of Krypton and the patron saint of blast out rap.

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