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RayRayBeats - Eagle Frito Lay (Official Music Video)

4,203 views · Published 26 June 2017 · 2:15 · Indexed 1 October 2026

Channel: RayRayBeats · 2017 · Music

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I shot and edited this myself. The b-roll footage of the bay area with the seagulls and stuff was shot in Perth Amboy, NJ.
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Lyrics: I slam dunk like a Shaolin monk, smoke skunk. Haven't gone to work in two months. Who wants it? Functioning at full capacity, I'm in the attic. Tapping on piano keys erratically in panic. Appetite of beast in a title fight. Feeling quite alright; I like this in fact. Swing an ax at a winged snatch, bring it to the crafting table.  Eat a snack and relax. Clap for the opening act. It might be me. Fucked as my life seems. Ducking from the repercussions of a night of dreams, I can breathe. Open up the curtains for the breeze. Trust me; everything is perfect, you can be at ease.  Eat the cheese like a greedy little  CL4P-TP (Borderlands reference,) Jesus couldn't save you from how you behave. Be the change you wish to see is what they say. Beetle Juice, needle loops, eagle Frito Lay. www.AseriesOfBloodClots.com I write lists with a tight fist at night, listen to the light with your eyes closed. I've shown hopeful in multiple time zones, eyes closed. What's not to like about an awkward gutter snipe cutting mic cables with steak knives? Embrace I. Pay back what you take, guy lest I break thy face. Show up at the proper time and place. Ace of spades on a naked face card in the pace car. Make the sound of bass in atrial fibrillation every 8 yards. They retarted angel carcasses. I measure parked emissions. Stark as pistons when I dart betwixt 'em on a garbage mission. Life is such a carnival. I can break it down into a bunch of particles I'm hard to follow.  Master in the art of 'Dark and Hollow Hearted.' I'm not the honor roll student; I'm lucky lotto choosin' gospel music. I'm not the mood you should adopt. I'm the Unix operating system in a music box. Who'da thought I'd grow into, someone who had told the truth? Open letter to whomever gets that it's a secret message. I tried to be direct. It doesn't suit me. Finally digressed into a festival of jewelry and pessimism. Echo of "Jettison my respect for you!" Chin check cheetahs and zoom in on all the zebras too.

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