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Robscure - Neon Signs (Rico James Remix)

Remix of 'Neon Signs' by the homie Robscure Produced by Rico James Original : robscure.bandcamp.com/track/neon-signs Now everybody tryna fill the hollow Hell if I know what they really want though Probly a difficult pill to swallow Typical for the real to kill the convo The city don’t sleep, it’s Sleepy Hollow We all seekin’ El Dorado Life’ll help you die slow Times are hella hostile, like you Gettin’ held up with a rifle, fingers itchin’ Never let your metatarsals get too idle, ‘cept to lie low And keep your rivals closer than apostles Check the Bible Bless ‘em with the God flow, call it Pentecostal Enterin’ the fire zone at your own risk Recognize dopeness- not a line blown Blind loans sell the gospel to the hopeless It’s so simple you could glimpse it with your eyes closed Miss it with ‘em wide open, scrollin’ though the news clips Loose lips sunk a few ships, but if the shoe fits I’mma toe the line until my boots split Now in this endless avalanche of checks and balances What gives, or has to bend? What is the adjective actions carryin? Wait! Think I must’ve missed an asterisk Blasphemy in the fine print Ask for me and you’ll find this I find it ironic callin’ it conscious rappin’ When the fact of the matter’s my mind is the opposite The only object turnin’ myself to a worthy vessel for words A sturdy trestle to serve this earthly settlement Counterintuitive how to do it’s dismantlin’ Touted solutions of panderin’ analysts Massive influences dousin’ the candle in fluid as we burn both ends Enemies turn to old friends and vise versa Somethin’s fishy, smell that Elon Musk? I’m feelin’ funny like the joke is gonna be on us We type cursor- always be the first to Tweet on somethin’ But when it’s time to be on that type of time we be on butts I speak my peon mind to the humdrum of neon signs Been readin’ some sayin’ that we all fucked The right words might be the end all be all, but Your mean muggin’ don’t mean all that much Please, don’t lean on me, I’m more klutz than crutch But you can bet the bag of Utz Apply the pressure if you need, I’m clutch, so be it Mi amor, trust is love But don’t believe just cuz Doesn’t mean nothin til you see it -Robscure Cover photo by Rico James released March 21, 2025