MUSIC OUT OF THE GROUND

by Benny Simon

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released 22 July 2012

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Born in the city of detroit june 1992 brown hair brown eyes my favorite color was blue.
Music with a soul for people that have them.
If you Believe in the Chüch of Benny Simon and all that is holy you have no choice but to feed bad guy beats to your ears.
MYSTERY
SEX
MAGICK
LOVE
CHAOS
FRIENDSHIP
SECRETS

WE HAVE SOMETHING FOR EVERYONE
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Track Name: Space Cowboy
I was;
Born in the city of detroit, june, 1992
9 lbs brown eyes my favorite color was blue
always knew we had no reason to lose
skeptical to always cruise the truth.
bruise the abstruse and praise the brutes
stay inside the box don’t ever play it too loose
came out the womb covered in couth
cut the umbilical cord with my vampire tooth
my werewolf spirit howling ’neath a full moon
spoke to me each night in that dirty ass room
said there is more to life than just to consume
i really gotta get or i’ll succumb to the fumes
I should really be at home getting some sleep
but the whole scenario just bores the shit out of me
I’d rather watch the paint dry while i get high
when all ya’ll lookin stupefied I look superfly

when shit goes awry someday I’ll walk the green mile
find queen cleopatra and take a bath in the nile
get respect from black dudes on the street for my style
in my snake skin boots while i walk through the fire
get back to my roots but it’s never my decision
the city always spits me out and back to my religion
don’t believe in karma dharma or catholicism
fuck money free love get high gain wisdom
forget about the past look toward the future
I know it’s lookin shitty but it’s all about our vision
logic purpose I got one lookin forward to
the apocalypse and chiefin all of this chronic
fore you judge them taste they shit it’s killer
walk a mile in they sneakers if you think you realer
Fuck gucci that’s filler. Whose biggie? caviller.
matchin beats in the back with tupac and steve miller
cause some people call me a space cowboy
they’ll see i just don’t give a fuck
some nigga called me maurice
threw his bitch ass out of my truck

as long as people keep trying to judge me
i’ll probably keep throwing them off
they wont ever know the truth
just keep on chasin the gloss
Track Name: Viridian Meridian
Dear god I wonder can you save me?
from this exotic death-wish you might masticate me
sometimes i swear i can see my future
so go ahead and follow your ghost
acomponhar volta do mar you can follow your sutra
i got a new haunt believe between capricorn and cancer
in the mediterranean sea
we’re all just paper dolls soaking in kerosene
I let the sun set
once I’ve had my fun with it
you were the land of milk and honey
i was from egypt
flew here on the wings of hadit
bearing a secret
i’m sure that you needed
because without the bitter baby
the sweet aint as sweet
cocaine sunrise
be my mystic afterlife
me and my truant side
we don’t need an alibi
to hell with these evangelists
we’re esoteric qabbalist’s
come play in the catacombs,
I’ll be your catalyst
once we’ve had enough with it
i can’t get off the shitti’m at a severance the pension’s in my penmanship
the west shall shake
the east awake
while ye have the night for morn
lest the lord forget my nest
is the best home for
the children of the corn
surround my house
like cat and mouse
we struggle for accord
and lead a life of sin
all in pursuit of untamed couth
and prime meridian
bast
neath sheets of obsidian
lays a sober gargantuan
met him on the coast of oregon
some say hes atlantean
dark skinned man looked carribean
but he claimed he was bokonon
he was lookin for treasure in a valley of silicon
Tiger got to hunt
Bird got to fly
Man got to sit and wonder why, why, why
Tiger got to sleep
Bird got to land
Man got to tell himself he understand
Above, the gemmed azure is
The naked splendour of Nuit;
She bends in ecstasy to kiss
The secret ardours of Hadit.
The winged globe, the starry blue,
Are mine, O Ankh-af-na-khonsu!
we grow from princes into beast
until your feelings fuck with you
heroine headlights
shake me from the quick surmise
before i analyze quick I’ve got to sterliize
the needle in this dirty puddle under my toes
accross the pretty girl in cutout pantyhose
black widow said to the spider
when you die i’m gonna have a barbecue
but you won’t be the martyr
because I’m cuter than you
suppose that
players have to play and haters have to hate
I’m a master baiter so I geuss I ought to bait
you on my hook to be mine but you’ve been controlling my mind
carelessly i satirize
as if I’m in charge of the whole cartel
hell I oughta be the fire starter cause this shit’s burnin well

whether I’m dressed in white
or butt ass naked
I’m gonna smoke the pipe
and go motherfucking crazy
with my hand on the knife
ya’ll wont call me lazy
they’ll give me 40 to life
and you’ll be pushing up daisies
from coast to coast
ya’ll niggas tried to play me
but I know I’m the most
capable of amazing faces
whatever it takes to earn god’s graces
before the crust of the crust come to take me
from that which i love
it’s the lust god forsaken
what I envy the most is your trust
Track Name: My Worst Song
It’s these rituals
that define us
the fine line between
the righteous and
the cruel
try to divide us
we can’t play the victim in their game
I may be mindless but I’m the finest
thing you’ve seen in town tonight
And I’m the kindest man you ever knew I just can’t help
but tell the truth fore I’m ruthless in pursuit
all of the card tricks up my sleeve and in my book
could not have shook your cage


It’s all the rage to hurt yourself
little macrophage
feel better when i let it out
everyone is just alright
aslong as they can love themselves
we can only play the hand that we’ve been dealt
wish I could be as hideous as everybody else

That’s why we’re throwin’ our best out
Holdin’ our hand out
don’t hold your breath kid
every hit counts
one little hit test
collision of interests
now here comes the hard part
everything tastes tart
I’m puttin’ my best on
playin my worst song
My eye on the horizon
soon it will be gone
hair like the sunset
little irish got me wet
every thought killed by
the anticipation of the next

They’ll never find us
my little stardust
on the cusp of
things we’ll rue
I had a discourse with my self
And we’re all helpless animals
with cannibalistic tendencies
and nothing left to lose
might as well enjoy the marrow
long as we can drink the booze
Track Name: See You in Cerulean City
someone always carries me whenever I go stray
you were just an effigy burning in my brain
someone said I had to leave in a hurry came
pharaoh sold the scarab in a bitter deal betrayed
by his only architect cheated on the abacus
in his hypothalamus was avarice and angeldust
a heavy sense of wanderlust told him to see spartacus
alexander macedon profound tetragrammaton
I know every name of god each one begins with me
existence is essentially a self perceived anomaly
deluded sense of normalcy they will love us in the sea
see us from the canopy breathing our cacophony
i may be a stray cat but you could be my hood rat
this may be a striptease but you could be my main squeeze
fulfill every fantasy can’t you see hearts like ours are a disease
meant to bleed endlessly subliminal chemistry
this will be my odyssey this island here belongs to you
I'm so far away from crete my sharpest stone is obsolete
and I owe everything to you baby wolf born to a sow
my entire life askew sure she wished I’d never know
I’m sure that we’re born to lose doesn’t mean we can’t have fun
I just want to be abused let life be one gentle ruse
Iet you be my tender rose wander in the woods of spruce
And I’ll meet you in xanadu
circe should have never left
homer filled her cup
discarding the accoutrement
leaving her abrupt
hoards of suitors quickly came
comforting penelope
distracted by the picture plane
picasso painted zealotry
we stood in satan's gallery
damn it felt like 7 hours
baphomet made love to me
lighting rained upon our tower...
Track Name: A Face Like Thunder
trees are menacing; children are vicious
you don’t know what vicious is, your dreams too auspicious
a fugitive a transient insufflating vitamins
afraid that they’d abandon you in time so you abandoned them
in the age of the vice where the kids smoke spice
April is the cruelest month the poets high as kites
Kali she’s the biggest cunt but i’m all about asses
baby may have back but she’s covered with madness
sticky sweet honey blunts pussy taste like molasses
but I still wouldn’t fuck her for the best dope in kansas
all the tea in china a sheet of thunderclap acid
leave me with nothing all I need is a little grass and
I always come crawling for less than the best
needless to say i got something to get off your chest
It’s a character flaw behind a visual hunter
she had an ass like a peach and a face like thunder
I said money money money get a dollar and a dick
its Benny d honey and I came to hit a lick
girl those legs go for miles and I can go all night
drivin down the highway one gettin it right
See you can live in the moment if you’re already homeless
pick up all of your bullshit and forget just how to cope with it
you’re gonna carry that weight son you’ll meet a bad bitch
you get so much serotonin it make the dope boys sick
look back on the beauty intact as a matter of fact
I redact that statement and forth refer to it as
the best mistake that I ever had
she love you so fine in fact that
all it really did is fuck you up real bad
I don’t why I’m so possessed by
stupid hoes and malcontents
maybe I’m just myopic or it’s the dirty circumstance
I may be a vagrant but I got off the pavement
for just long enough to drop a couple beats shameless
the evidence famous see my tongue is pure litmus
I didnt come to spread the method I came to bear witness
I came to fuck bitches but only the finest
cook them exotic meals and call them my highness
But in hindsight I’m horrible at investing at least
If i blew 5 g’s on a hooker she wouldn’t have fucked me
as bad as you did, I’ll find ten bitches badder
take em to my island while we live off the fatter
rollin up the dutchies as the evening gets radder
kush stickin to my fingers like pancake batter
throw them hoes in the back son gucci do the dishes
fuck a bad bitch on the table in the kitchen
Pour a glass of wine smoke a cigarette and listen
all the fucked up shit young pricks no business
Benny Benny Benny can’t you see?
mommy and daddy just don’t understand me
that’s why i got these facial piercings tattoos and tongue ring
every bad girl wants to please the prince and not the king
Every montague in the room sings bring the pain
reckless my new epithet aint got no shame
copulating with the capulet I saw I came
I conquered and come to find out how shit was lame
My flow endless call me MC nameless
I’ll try to squeeze this clip quick and make shit painless
But I make no promise can’t compromise the rawness of a
dope boy fresh from these suburban projects
crouching like a tiger now I’m fly like Aladdin
On my multicolored magic carpet back from saturn
Only one way to satisfy my werewolf hunger
find me an ass like a peach and a face like thunder
Track Name: I'm Fucked.
IM FUCKED ON DRUGS
IM FUCKED ON DRUGS
IM FUCKED ON DRUGS
IM FUCKED ON DRUGS
IM FUCKED IM FUCKED
IM FUCKED ON DRUGS
IM FUCKED IM FUCKED
IM FUCKED ON DRUGS