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The Freudian Slip

by Oratrix and Cool Poindexter

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1.
Has Binz 04:20
(VERSE 1) Give me five minutes i'll revive my rivalry// Nine to five im alive wit an appetite like a hive mind// Indigestible questions like what the f**k am i doing?// Pursuing zeniths at the summit that'd plummet to ruin// Who in this non-nonsensical nuisance?// Ineffectual begging to get attention, moved since//. Everybody else does the same shit you// Monkey see and monkey do too// That's why your lucky to be sucking up to the ruckus// But f**k this, obligated to be cynical// Isnt we foolish, outstretched spiritual lengths// Well i guess it's better to inherit an asprin// Let the stress dissipate to relax, laughing at the assassin// A cheeky grin slapped over his lips// Encouraging you to be bolder// Hold his shoulder so he doesn't slip// Trips over, handling shame, forgetting names// Never the same, you aint meant for the fame// (CHORUS) Has bin's, you had abit of happiness at first// Now your hampered the effect is for the worst// Has bin's, your weary with the weight of your memory// Outwitted by the way the game works// Has bin's, didn't stick to the habit but had a drink// Hoodwinked by the drugs, so you gotta lip sync// Has bins's, skills fade away with no discipline// Coulda made it on the charts, but all you do is listen in. (VERSE 2) Fierce and prophetic peers hectic connected// Pathetic ears try to summon distaste, but it isn't etiquette// It's audio anarchy anecdotes for continuous notes// That couldn't be close to try to level anything that i wrote// Dont compare to contrast to your last album// Your talent is tantalizing the talons of this falcon// I'll rip you to pieces you little prick, run quicker// Then my blood runs thicker then candle wicks, and liquor// Dismantle Trix? I figure there's nothing to consider something// Sinister is summoned, Um. and, most of you motherf**kers// Are pitiful to look upon, lyrical intervention// No-one ever need to anticipate defeat, twin cylinder engine// Is my capacity to cap and capsize your capital like// Unexpected what the f**k happened?// Acting super cynical before i lay one on you// Wrong you, long before i blew the leaves// Off every single tree in my proximity// Approximately, faster then a pair of reeboks, master and prepare// The neat socks that i wear, neat rocks that i wear// Let me start an epoch, and put it into disrepair// I will take you to my distant lair and leave you there// With layers of hair with a pair of eewoks,..what?// But im off the tap baby, maybe you can save me from myself// Splinter cell in this universe with this stealth// That's the trouble with these artists, there's no subtlety// Everybody wants an open book now suddenly// (REPEAT CHORUS) (VERSE 3) Giddy up, it's time to get that grittier// Better not reside in bitterness, emanate that vibe that's wittier// What are we now? Shittier people making you fearful// Look at you. You need to keep in the vault to co-incide// Wit common ideals i feel's excitement// Run and met the repercussions of this culture// Rushing to take a logical feast, to get they tunes pumping// Hooligans bumping to teen music, so it seems there's no exclusion// To use it, who could refuse it? But dudes they wanna start feuds// Choosing a mood to stick to it in desperation of health// Remember your unique like everybody else// But peeps with the goal in vivid clarity dont perish// Your shit is better but you didn't invest in it? Did ya?// Missed your own statistics, didn't take no risk i wished ya// I guess there's no logistics, something for the mystics// Tongue tied for the cryptics. Young and i ride// The shit quick, overcoming instincts// Instantaneous remorse, for your lack of action// I haven't a passion to give a f**k about your faction// Back in action when im seeking removal// It's when i know there's no attachment, f**k your approval// (REPEAT CHORUS) (FINISH)
2.
Minds Eye 03:16
(VERSE1) Whose the one getting cynical on pineal glands// Bruising puns in the pinnacle of taking a stand// Make a command of me demand of me of what thou wilt// I aint shaking hands, its a pimp slap// To the cats who had back handed me man// Im coming outta the can with a mouth full of s**t talk// A formative chalk piece// Ima poke you in the forehead between the eyes// Awareness in the background light between the skies// Surprise, im one of those guys with a blatant disregard// Bringing down establishments extending my yard// K fine im a K nine, serving my instincts// F**k conformity it stinks better stay fine// Animalistic, the way i pursue it and do it// Treat me doubtfully but mama said stay true to it// And i always have, you see what's happening// Snatch abit of energy and dab it on my vocab// Fantabulous miraculous attacking this reality// Back and it's a faction of reaction abnormality// You can see the cavalry run, im one// With fire in this element dont battle me son// Id'a have a hundred heads before the thunder can spread// Your diction is beside yourself, motherf**k what you said// I can feel the suction of the air, leaving my chest, breathe at my best// Like your hairline,im receding the rest// Your proceeding with legitimate lyricism// A prison is indoctrinated death, iv risen// The best reason iv given to get living like me// I roll wit poindexter, whose driven like me// Unless you insight-fully treaded where i be headed// You aint in the position to give challenge to the record// Just like a continental alignment on contact, iv come back// So question the stats we run that// One of these days ima shatter my diaphragm and grow another one back in it's place. Mr champion. Oh! Shiny colors every day// I can see them every way// In my mind is where i'll stay// In my mind is where i'll play// x2
3.
(VERSE1) The first impression is a double crossing// I cut verbs and i f**k birds// Your getting stuck in my crosswords// Suburbia, wit a country tinge// Singed by the jealousy of small folk// Wishing id binge and let it all go// Only cuz they know i knew, i was just a passer through// Destiny done give me the ball though// I throw into oblivion rid of them things// That kill a man, before i try to forgive again// Old me i miss you, the people that i knew// I do miss too, but too bad the issue is that you are// Nothing to me, but acquired wisdom and a battle scar// You came short. Ima take it far// Suck a dummy crummy mumbling f**kers// My ruckus is as tough as nails// The rudders the sails chuck us a bit// My bomb is fail safe why you tryna bail from your fate?// Its gonna wait for me like lady luck, two outcomes// (VERSE 2) My vowels and consonants shift continents// Actions speak louder when there's physical compliments// These vows of obstinance stand to reason they demand// Some reasoning, ignorance in sands of seasoning// They prompt to bliss// Sacrificial scrutiny to live in mutiny and free// From influential reason there's no multidimensional care// Look at what is easy, adrift from the conventional// Yet the mystic shaman is akin to a vegetable// So they say when they delay from the truth// And nowadays a patriot is led away from the youth// The hidden ministries and minstrels sitting on their petty stools// Drip the toxins into the system to keep it filtered cuz they're petty fools// Raping the truth, sedation rather then negation// It's funny how we laugh at what we dont understand// Like we have the upper hand, all it is is simplicity// And an egotistic drive, to survive// (VERSE3) F**k a wrong right? Nah, im sorry that's the wrong fight// I welcome both a criticism and a mistake// Acknowledgement equates to a new outlook. It's// The kind of enlightenment we can get without books// Doubt looks silly when i say it's action// Really are you lacking to fathom a written page?// It takes a time to build a triad, and add it to the safe// If there's hope to build a mortal portal// To escape and be immortal the teleport// Words need action to resort to reaction// What's the difference when it comes from the thought?// We use words, to inscribe the hidden gems// And action cant occur without the prompts from the hidden dens// You cant see that, your ridden of your lens// More specks but the spectacles inside your cortex// It's a vortex, this amount will dismount mountains of hordes// Stand still the flow's a fountain of swords// Words from my lips in a Freudian slip// Words from my lips in a Freudian slip// X2
4.
Who You Are 06:43
mmm, Its not who you are// It's not who you are// (VERSE1) Your an amateur, when you gonna get your shit together?// You only have a life of limitation, you wont spit forever// Pleasure is the pain in the endeavor// Blake your only semi talented. Whatever// Prime occupation is a life of slavery// So what you say to me is i should// Play the game in the name of bravery// You idiots sound insane to me and shamefully/ The status of the moral apparatus only came to me// In the event of a ventilation, stationary// Going to get going is not what im complacent in// Ima be fighter and question it, the place im in// Not a manifest of authenticity, case begin// Put your hands inside of the basin and time is not an option// Cuz it goes so fast im always chasing it// Differentiate your life, no such thing as pacing it// Ima take my place above the roof while im raising it// (CHORUS) Will you be the lamb of sheep// in the land where there always sleeping?// Feeding from the hands of the weak// And the people are barely speaking// It's not who you are, it's not who you are// It's not who you are// (VERSE2) Synchronicity is a fine thing to lapse// Simplicity is difficult to come by. Perhaps// Collapse by the wight of tryna become something// It's individualistic, instincts off the precinct// Doing what you think is credible to you// But not needing to will make you incredible too// See what im tryna say is that the strain of attention it came// From a dior need to succeed in ascension a long// Sect, brought about the complexity of the ego and we go// Through a thousand lives just to grasp the concept// There's a hundred thousand memories upon the alter// I'll never falter, or fall to vultures// F**k a pact, unless you have the untapped intact// Reaction to the fact of lacking action to match// The bullsh**t that they hatch with their seeds and eggs// We got it coming when they bleed us dead, need it be said// (REPEAT CHORUS) (VERSE3) Few can see the veil of betrayal were surrounded in// Pounded in a scale of extremity, vanity is rampant// Projected by my words stay true to me promise// Rappers hate me cuz im brutally honest// My whole neck is difficult, like virtue of 'Toltec'// Hanging by the edge of a thread, these agreements that i// Pledge by wont be the Saviour of my nature// Incredibly they keep me living close to the edge// With this cryptic critical alternative i offer// Will get your head spinning like the blades of a chopper// So cop it swiftly, shift these gears were all pioneers// Shedding these tears of personality fears// Inconsequential, speak from the temple// Beats from the vengeful, be strong yet gentle// Speech from the pencil, immense in the sense of self// And hence my health, my brother// (REPEAT CHORUS) X2

about

Back in January 2011 the ball started rolling on a new collaborative project by Oratrix and Cool Poindexter. After the positive response of their first song "Subliminal", a re-teaming was very much inevitable.
Over the course of the next 20 months through back and forth correspondence with one another, "The Freudain Slip" came to be.

The Freudian Slip features the intensive lyrical deliveries of Blake Walsh (Oratrix), blended with the distinctive sounds of Cool Poindexter's guitar and production techniques.

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released October 28, 2012

Words and Vocals by Oratrix (Blake Walsh)
Music and Production by Cool Poindexter (Michael Champion)

Cover design by Jacob Cochrane

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