Ewe Gross (Extended Version)

by Wool See

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Babel Baboon 02:51
Gamma Wraith 03:49
I pull up, fresh fitted I’m Breastfeeding, I milk the game More than a lil pump, eskettit They mess with it, That’s filthy gains I’m still the same But I’m feeling brand Spanking new, whole outlook Got on a dominatrix suit They might pull me out the matrix soon I’m the one, Yea ain’t shit two it.. No effort this swag Issa lotta insecure ones out there flexing their bags All that ish that you worried bout Superficial it’s sad, You wish you were as influential as half The brands that you name dropping That ain’t poppin tags, it’s product placement, mane stop it We can do better Ready player one Level up I’m out here getting to the keys Khaleds had enough you see I Take it with me when I fall asleep Wake up with it, it was all a dream In a lucid state where there’s no difference between asleep & wake, I be directing the scenes (lights camera action) I roll out like red carpet I bet it awes them Premiere the Piece And blow out they Ben Carsons Mission accomplished I prepared a speech Y’all so sick tho Could’ve been anywhere I mean the only invites were smoke signals And message received Now let’s Lou Ferrigno, And get ourselves green Yo I light up Bruce banner, strong as gamma rays, wraith floating like drone shots that a camera takes Smoking like drone strikes, with some casualties Some of these brain cells I lost, might’ve needed Like US killing civilians, I’ll say it’s the cost of my freedom Conscious, drill sergeants will march it out you if not, it’s drown out in the cannonade, drawn out like an anime for a manic length, phantom pains ears ringing like Anita Ward, There’s worst ways to leave a war Bless the fallen, but this is all I’m bleeding for (This is all I got)
Chucky Stabs 01:39
Thorium 03:02
Theres a tall price to live this pruned and prone to all type of different dooms Active in the Dark Knight as if he Bruce sleeping in the broad light like its a tomb Ain’t been alright since the womb They kicked me out like rents past due C-Section, May 31st 1984, the last time I arrived too soon Keep 'em waiting now to overcompensate for the time inside that incubator So tiny and fragile like my ego stayed so Haters I do the heavy lifting like an elevator all you gotta do is pick the dang floor you trying to have me crumble to a million pieces on As far as jobs, you found a real easy one I'm saying parties over, save your balloons Parties over, all you go home It ain't lit no more, it ain't lit, it ain't lit It ain't lit no more, it ain't lit this ain't it Day & night I exercise my right to refuse service And tame anxieties inside like fire breathing serpents Day & night I exercise my right to refuse service I can’t take new clients, moneys tight but still my loosest burden Day & night I exercise my demons, they chase me Day & night I exercise my demons, they chase me Day & night I exercise my demons, they chase me Day & night I exercise
Late Breaks 03:18
You don’t want honesty This can get brutal as a blunt force trauma scene honestly Brutal as the bondage carved like lovers' initials on a tree In this sham of democracy Shame on all y’all deceiving As for me, I’m not half of the man I’m tryna be Or musician, barely stepped a few inches in front of me Long ways to go, guess I’m a wanna be wayward on my oddisee, lotta havoc no prodigy (RIP) Technology draining all my chi It's a double edge commodity, screen stealing a lot of sleep but I’m Able to PUSH through it And hit pads like where the froggish leap Should delete every app except iMaschine But I’m addicted to this IG feed thirst traps and dank memes, Dang my eyes are bleeding Have you studied optometry? And theology? Long shot but see This astigmatism is more stigmata seeming By the minute, visions of crucifixions are haunting me my palms springing a leak from nails, no carpentry Wails throughout my dreams, not orca but the awful screams of conscious beings Tortured by more conscious beings, Tortured by their consciousness Resorting to some monstrous deeds Look with your eyes open, forced like Clockwork Orange scene, You See it? I've seen it Seen too many signs For the end not to be nigh I can’t deny Seen it too many times Another poor souls dust to bite Force quit yeah it’s crossed my mind SuicI have options Bleak truth behind the dark arts A Preview what’s on his parched heart This game sick like jigsaw thought it Swift to discard who plays it like a Skarsguard En guard, won’t catch me off, Or see scars caused By when the claws marred him Made a martyr Belly of the beast, my parlor So welcome card sharks, place your bets Attempt to intercept what fate has authored Odds are, star crossed - Celestial X Still going straight to where The spots marked - Treasure chest And maybe it’s a set up, Possible But that’s what the cyanide in the jaws for Gestapo closing in, I cut the job short Last resort, first me & the fire power charge forth If that fail, me & the higher power talk for A second, I disclose I’m sorry for pain I’ve inflicted on the names I’m protecting at all costs
Park Street 01:27
Moods 03:50
New phone, who dis? Oh what’s up mood dis-order, what you been into? Oh Fucking up my life? So nothin new They said I'm not exhibiting bipolar Because my swings ain’t extreme high to low I stay down I guess, but not down enough to get up out this mess and Abort mission, via mortician can’t commit to the decision, Fear of missing out, Fear of messing up, Fear of more pain than what they are currently dishing out I get why people do it, the logic is sound, Eternal rest vs. being woke now But how do you really know we only get one of each That's a leap of faith I can’t jump with these Feet planted firm on planet earth, despite the damning curse and many scourges I’d say I stick around for the ones I love maybe there the ones who keep me hurting I see the strain in they eyes when I’m at my worse, when things are paradise, I know that they end in hearse This ain’t a cry for attention, or maybe I don’t know my intention, the tension between us getting thick like Kesha Praying for our friendship All these moods, they staying in our way All these moods, they stay in our way Yo I got moves to make But all these moods, they staying in my way I don’t understand all this From an evolutionary standpoint, what’s the advantages? There’s mismanagement All the anger and the sadness and the manic twists Go from laughing like a mad scientist to yelling like a psychopath Without a knife to slash But severing ties none the less Set the contacts loose like hostages One by one til demands are met Which hasn’t yet been the case Asked for a helicopter equipped with hash oil and a rig so I could escape my escape I just wanna elevate.. Nonstop like Da Hitman Hit after hit man, Rip Van Winkle with the nap game Wake up with the neck pain Sleeping on my angles Like y’all do with every track mane I ain’t even mad Half the time I’m reaching for what few would even grab Up walls climbing, no safety gear Brain disorganized, the next step ain’t clear Feel like Alzheimer’s in its infancy Took my Aunt's mind when she was 56 Mad early, I think about it when the facts or the past blurry, Bad place activates so dastardly
Xantics 02:31
I ain’t off that Xan, I ain’t off that lean I ain’t wash my hands, I am not that clean I could never judge, I know how it is Matter fact, fuck the judge Motherfuck the pigs Motherfuck the system, There ain’t no justice in it (nah) Money talks, They shut up and listen (shhh) Above the law and the private prisons They watch it all from their private G6 Jesus, Must be nice They got cris on ice for just these flights They looking down at the rest of us With misty eyes From empathy? Nah, joy that they’ve reached they heights While we down here in the trenches Trying to dodge they crisis Oceans rising, temperatures rising Water shortage at the same time, Thirsts is rising, Cost of goods, gas prices, Population is rising (all of it) Jobs outsourced to automation is rising Starvation is ri- K, you get it... Is salvation on the way? Got us praying it come andele, andele While some look to stars like Galileo Atheists throwing hope out into space like Leia, Way up, blessed Everyday I’m stressed But that’s different than distress Perspective is key, ignition is richness Yo I’m just trying to stack And push back against the stagnant, I’m a slacker by default, losing traction (Slipping in this game) Peak capitalism Just surviving is as bleak as it is miraculous, I’m saying.. This goes deeper than they vaults A few keeping from us all I’m trying to get it, trying to ball It’s just in my protocol I can see a better way, beyond the wall If we don’t see the same, it’s not our fault We been Conditioned from the start To think we’re missing what we aren’t... We are not.. chyea, Wool See, Iame And the band.. I mean the bah-ah-ah-and (stupid). Y’all know!
Vladamirror 01:37
Creefer 03:58


Wool See isn’t back because they never left. The elusive rap band has just been creepily lurking in the shadows and auditioning new members on the dark web where the only question that gets asked is “you got that fire?” (the answers are almost always terrible).
Their latest venture is an innovative blend of trunk-rattling instrumental hip hop and the type of personal, witty rap musings that have been lead emcee and producer IAME’s signature for over a decade. With Ewe Gross, Wool See communicates primarily through knocking, boisterous beats that only sometimes leave space for words but always manage to get their point across.


released October 12, 2018

All songs written, produced, mixed, and mastered by Wool See.


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