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Compact Disc
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Lower Times by Eugene Tombs on CD
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“Super Lower Times" T-Shirt
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White on black Gildan heavyweight crew neck featuring a design inspired by the SNES classic Super Metroid.
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Limited Edition Cassette
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Cassette tape of "Lower Times" comes with limited edition art and digital download.
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lyrics
I just wanted to end on a happy note, ya know?
In conclusion, I’ve proved improvement
And now I know my home is wherever the fuckin vocal booth is
I came from rappin’ after school, some off the dome shit
But now I’m on some smoke and plot at home alone shit
And I just wanted to lay out how I feel and be real and be witty
If you chose to hear the flows, thanks for sticking with me
I know it’s gonna be a long climb to the top
But it’s alright the ride is worth every stop, still saying fuck a cop
Cream of the crop, dreamin to see ya jaw drop
The little things can make you feel so unreal though you’re not on top
And truth be told, I don’t care about records sold
I care about people who caring for these stories told
Giving a hand to hold, watching them grow and unfold
Maybe to touch a soul, live on, and change the ways we know
That’s just dreaming, but I can’t be a great without it
I was taught the right path but I still saw a way around it (damn)
There comes a moment we have to say goodbye
So I won’t try to run and hide or try to slow down time
But instead I’ll realize that I’ve been gifted with a mind
And dive head first into the light, never trying to rewind
Honestly, these days I don’t know who is fooling me
This foolery has gone on long, it’s hangin’ on like jewelery
Losers be confusing me, saying things so stupidly
Passing me their scrutiny, I’m ‘bout to write a eulogy
Fuck it, yo, I may never kick the bucket
‘Cause I got a taste of life and that shit was really scrumptious
Living on the edge ‘cause in between is good for nothing
Being a someone requires more than just fuckin’
Damn, I’m spittin’ bars like promises, honest shit
Harvesting the garnishes but keep it nice like cardigans
Constantly pondering this place, the ways I’ve parted with
A broken heart is like the hardest shit
I only need to believe truth, just something to cling to
I hope this leads you to a new, improved free you
I think this thing’s through so before I leave you
Have a nice life if I never meet you
There comes a moment we have to say goodbye
So I won’t try to run and hide or try to slow down time
But instead I’ll realize that I’ve been gifted with a mind
And dive head first into the light, never trying to rewind
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