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This album was recorded at Waterbury Studios in Minneapolis, MN 2012, 2013.

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released 13 May 2013
All Songs written and performed by Crunchy Kids:
(Slim) Chance York
Eric Mayson
Marcus Skallman
Eric Burton

Additional Saxophone by : Eric Blomquist
Mixed by: Eric Blomquist and Spencer (Big Cats!) Wirth-Davis
Mastered by Greg Reierson at Rare Form Mastering, MInneapolis
Album Artwork: Matthew Gorrie

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Track Name: Avenues
if luck is a lady/ we'd be in love and in conflict/ if luck is a lady/ karma's a con-man/ and every decision is fate/ and science is fake/ otherwise ninety-nine percent of me/ every atom in my body is made of space/ and i don't feel empty/ what did it get ya?/ couple decades infatuated with women/ a decade and a half of addiction/ decade on the scene/ carving out an impression/ got me everything including to this intersection/ it's a trip it's a trip/ even if the only destination that you seeing is the end/ it's a trip/ that's all it really is/ last fall I had my first child/ this fall I lost two friends/ that type of year might make you take a year trying to clear your head/ trying to figure what you're gonna do next/ a lot of bills/ couple part times ain't making a dent/ doing sold out shows isn't paying my rent/ what are my options?/ apply to get a spot in the projects/ or live with my folks and call it progress/ not just myself trying to live/ sure could use help with the kid/ so a grown man got his whole fam in the basement/ of ma dukes and old man/ almost famous almost every Friday/ Pops yelling 'til I get the snow off the driveway/ this is me slipping out of the spotlight/ curbing my appetite for the rock life/ intelligent women/ I value their friendship/ but my girl tripping like she ain't the one I go to bed with/ I start to feel claustrophobic/ i could do better with emotion/ better yet I need to get out in the open/ step outside and do some growing/ home life is dope/ but night life is home/ trouble comes from trying to live too much of one

big up to That Dude Trey/ Big Zach/ people doing it like Big Jess/ and the big homey Muja Messiah/ never let me doubt that my crew was gonna be big next/ shot out to ILICIT/ this is for anybody that listen/ anybody trying to do it different/ this one's for us/ real life ain't gonna stop me from doing what I love/ real as it gets/ broke as complexion from stress/ ideas keep me from rest/ what about you?/ what would you do?/ if someone considered you a legend in the flesh/ so I stepped back from the beaten path/ now I hear it calling like it need me back/ what's my name?/ Slim Chance/ back with round two for dat ass.
Track Name: Smoke Clears
when I wake up/ after the smoke clears/ pushing that boulder up and up/ and when it rolls back down/ I just ride it

Give me that hard stuff/ bet I could burn down a starbucks/ little Irish in my coffee/ sugar and c.r.e.a.m. get the money/ everybody always wanting trouble/ all these killers/ no one brought a fucking shovel with them/ couple hundred in my posse/ fire starters smelling like hot tamales/ anything can happen anything can happen/ especially if my mitsubishi don't start/ I used to have dreams of being signed to Rhymesayers/ now I'm just trying to find a balance on my EBT card/ look around and get a load of all these stinking mammals/ swear to god they're all addicted to the E channel or the E pills or that Molly Molly/ paying for the life of the party.

when I wake up/ after the smoke clears/ pushing that boulder up and up/ and when it rolls back down/ I just ride it

get a grip dawg/ let's get lit 'til lift off/ I'm in the parked car with the doors open/ I'm banging that Tufawon/ got some bomb glowing/ I'm saying that there's no way I could move away/ so many rappers out here it looks like the Kumite/ got me back on the Southside/ oldest kid in the cypher/ and I just told wifey I was picking up diapers/ bet I'm busted when this hits youtube/ call me an asshole/ that's something I'm used to/ boy I might have a screw loose/ might have no screws at all/ tonight if I'm drinking/ tomorrow might lose my job/ but tomorrow ain't promised/ neither is a fan base/ neither is the cheese/ no guarantees in this rat's maze/ I'm just a man doing my best to make it work/ and do it better 'til they put me in the dirt

when I wake up/ after the smoke clears/ pushing that boulder up and up/ and when it rolls back down/ I just ride it
Track Name: Inhaler
I'm trying to be a better me/ that sounds silly when I put it in words/ 'cause I'm still trying to define better/ the second that you stop getting better that's when you get worse/ cool out/ quiet down and blow an L on my own sometimes/ 'cause it's hard to define yourself if you're never alone/ this beat remind me of my Pops/ that's a bad boy there child/ he taught me all of them soul chops/ smoother than the ultra-sheen in his hairstyle/ that ain't the one thing that I learned from him though/ like making good decisions/ assess all the info/ like always protect your neck and all your kinfolk/ and when you see police/ never forget jim crow/ I been going places but it never feel like home unless it's cold in the basement/ I've been touching bases/ making moves for more than your entertainment/ I'm trying to be a better me/ trying to be the best father to my daughter believe/ tell her if anyone got a problem/ that's a problem with me/ teach her how to work hard enough for all that she needs/ don't know what to do about her mama though/ like she trying to make me mad down in my abdominal/ like she's gonna to wind me up in prison or the hospital/ another obstacle/ but I got her though/ you're only smart as the one you let push your button/ that's common sense but complicated when there's love involved but we wasting time on all this fighting and fronting/ 'cause we ain't got the dough for that other bun in the oven/ nah/
Track Name: Nash Money
they say it takes money to make money/ I ain't came from money/ its just my money that they take from me/ so I ain't never seen the inside of a private jet plane/ I'm at the store/ buying single cigarillos with change/ how appropriate/ either fix the car or get the grocery list/ can't afford both but I cope with it/ so look around and try to measure your success/ word is bond/ I might be happier with less/ that's success.

cuz who's for real at a disadvantage/ where corporate slave drivers trying to name brand the planet/ damn it/ money's more real when you don't have it/ cuz when you have to borrow that's how you get that ass branded/ Tell me why it's like this/ an economic crisis/ why are the poorest people making the most sacrifices?/ I ain't got the answers and I don't know how to change it/ I just hoped awareness was prevention for your information/ but that ain't it/ they make the profits/ we make the wages/ the cost of living goes up/ faster than we get raises/ I'm making payments with fees and penalties/ they got me paying money for money essentially/ FUCK THAT/ who's gonna intervene/ when next year they need new yachts/ and a couple limousines/ plus they could lobby congress just to make a law/ and when the market's right/ they turn a profit taking us to war.
Track Name: Buck and H.A.M
Hey you/ you look like someone I know/ aren't we friends on facebook?/ oh well I wouldn't hold that against you/ They say marijuana effects the memory/ how bout you and me go and get forgetful/ damn it's nice outside/ this kush got me so tall I'll snatch an airplane out the sky/ my my/ my people out back on the patio posted up/ broke it down and rolled i up/ left the place covered in dorito crumbs/ let's talk about our goals/ see how that goes/ you don;t give a fuck bout your job/ blow it off/ guaranteed taxes and death longs and they can hold their breath/ I'm on a fast road trying to slow my steps/ twenty-nine years old/ I don't know success/ whats fifty grand to a brother like me huh?/ might as well be bigfoot/ might as well be space ships/ might as well be billions/ but I got a backpack with a bike lock and a box of cds/ you're a boss/ yea it's hard for me to make it not look easy/ my reputation's less than clean/ bat the buns on a skinny mini in the Winnebago with the tank parked on E/ yea that's me/ I done did it/ I ain't asking for nobody's forgiveness/ legs get splitted in less than a minute messing with a rude boy from the west Twin Cities/ I thought by this old I'd be dust on wax/ when I was fourteen in my custom hat/ in the little place where I hustled at/ idolized dudes that were pumping crack/ money hoes clothes and stuff attached/ fuck the police 'cause they ain't that fast/ got my young blood pumping like jumping jacks/

I know a little place/ right across the road/ where there's no police/ and everyone got dro/ all the bills are paid and everything is alright/ that's why everybody say I'm loving my life

said I know a little place/ where we all can go/ where they party all night/ and it never gets old/ ain't no fist fight 'cause everyone is alright/ that's why everybody say I'm loving my life

Hey you/ you look like someone I know/ we graduated high school together?/ yo!/ well I wouldn't hold that against you/ don't take yourself to seriously/ otherwise you might get resentful/ oh you like my dreads?/ thanks I do nothing to 'em/ oh you don't like my dreads?/ you're fucking stupid/ to me isn't shit a negative opinion does/ I mean really good for you but good is how I'm living 'cuz/ haters gonna hate. squares gonna judge/ I am real smart/ but I do go dumb/ it's what I do for fun/ and you should too spread love/ no mater where you from/ let's get buck/ let's go H.A.M./ let's go to buckin ham

you don't need no keys to get in buckin ham palace/ no you don't need ID to go to buckin ham palace/ no we don;t bring our problems into buckin ham palace/ no we don't get hangovers down at buckin ham palace/ that's why all the sexy women go to buckin ham palace/ shit we'll turn it up right here until it's buckin ham palace/ then we'll take that feeling with us live in buckin ham palace.
Track Name: Bread and Butter
there for me whenever I need/ every Monday/ every Tuesday/ that's my bread and butter

we bread and butter/ spread me thin until I'm gone/ you may not love me/ but I love it when you tell me that I'm wrong/ I got to kill the beast/ mentally/ physically/ openly/ emotionally release/ I strip it down to the basics and suck the marrow out the spaces/ I think we've all made our mistakes/ I've been running and shooting and missing/ figured out my condition/ lurking on my own I personally had a vision/ where the seasons intersect/ where the reason is the mess/ free me from the flesh at the speed where all the secrets are kept/ smell me crumbing from a block away hustling/ tuned it all out/ the bees buzzing it wasn't nothing/ there I go/ lace my kicks and load my oney box/ I'm coming through and I'll see you in twenty tops/ they told me once but I ain't listen/ they trying to earn enough to take with them/ it's like we all hate the same system/ like we got a pulse but ain't living/

this isn't for all of you kids that think you're normal/ or those that think they never make mistakes/ this ain't no poppy trend that you can conform to/ we proof a revolution is taking place/ so simmer down/ Slim said simmer down/ 'cause love isn't sex/ it's not a simple in and out/ I see you living/ and I'm happy for you/

you better listen 'cause I got something to say/ what we have here is a failure to communicate/ I'm loving my life just like everybody else does I'm sure/ but it's taking it's toll on me/

It was just a summer day/ I met forever on a summer day/ it was just another normal summer day/ 'cause she knew everything I'd ever say/ it was just a summer day/ 'cause when I looked she looked the other way/ running ever since blood is running red run until the end/ run until I run out of breath or run into my death

this isn't for all of you kids that think you're normal/ or those that think they never make mistakes/ this ain't no poppy trend that you can conform to/ we proof a revolution is taking place/ so simmer down/ Slim said simmer down/ 'cause love isn't sex/ it's not a simple in and out/ I see you living/ and I'm happy for you/

you better listen 'cause I got something to say/ what we have here is a failure to communicate/ I'm loving my life just like everybody else does I'm sure/ but it's taking it's toll on me/

so all you kids that think you're normal/ those that think they never make mistakes/ this ain't for you/ ain't no poppy trend that you can conform to/ proof a revolution is coming through/ so simmer down/ Slim said simmer down/ 'cause love isn't sex/ it's not a simple in and out/ I see you living/ and I'm happy for you/

you better listen 'cause I got something to say/ what we have here is a failure to communicate/ I'm loving my life just like everybody else does I'm sure/ but it's taking it's toll on me/
Track Name: Something Better
you wanna hear something crazy/ do ya?/ people thinking that hard work is degrading/ stupid/ y'all better recognize that lesson in humility is payment enough/ don't bother naming the reasons/ existence is always changing/ and mood evolves with the seasons/ I'm spinning 'round on this planet/ understanding my being/ they underpay me with money/ so fuck it/ I must not need it/ I see that I'm off my center/ moderately aggressive/ they market to the people then feed them anti-depressants/ I've always been against it no matter what the location/ I parent like modern medicine hoping for more patience/patients/ funny that real funny/ funny like true and fucked up/ if money's the root of evil then tell me why they don't trust us/ I'm sitting here stuck in traffic/ analyzing the skyline/ perception is reality/ so fuck is going on?

there's gotta be something better/ don't look down
we gotta keep it together/ don't look behind you
we gotta be going somewhere/ don't look down
there's gotta be something better

'cause it's been a long time/ since you could ever doubt I'm about mine/ thy try to build fences and outlines/ never felt so comfortable on the outside/ the sky is falling/ answer your telephone/ if you need the message homey open that envelope/ 'cause I'm tickled pink you want to picture my mind frame/ but I'm afraid the only thing you'll get is a migraine/

no stranger to kind bud/ always keep a couple flavored strains you can fire up/ make it difficult to even open your eyes up/ plus we make the music that be taking you higher/ but people despise us/ probably 'cause they ain't been getting vagina/ but hater take a number and line up/ the city's behind us/ if you got some beef we'll speak eye to eye baby/ you know where to find us

there's gotta be something better/ don't look down
we gotta keep it together/ don't look behind you
we gotta be going somewhere/ don't look down
We gotta keep it together

the sky is falling/ answer your telephone/ if you need the message homey open that envelope/ 'cause I'm tickled pink you want to picture my mind frame/ but I'm afraid the only thing you'll get is a migraine/
Track Name: Creatures of Habitat
I'm in a old-body Jeep/ plotting making progress/ ayyo it's me/ now I'm a father/ it's a daughter/ and it's official/ I squint from the unseen sunbeams hitting my window/ the city is pretty popping on the rebound from winter/ hit the blinker riding ninety four eastbound/ lava lamp lenses/ poking on the purple/ picturing my descendants/ seeing life as a circle/ thinking of that cop with the crooked face/ that questioned me when I was seventeen for cooking base/ now I'm grown up/ I function with society/ but time and time again I feel they still got their eye on me/ I love my city though/ pass a bunch of places where I want to shoot a video/ I probably will then God willing/ with all the bikes and sites and hot women/ I hit a right up on to Lyndale/ get a text from the homey/ I'll talk to you when I get there/ yea life is good I couldn't muster a complaint/ there's sunshine and I got some chime in the bank/ rocking soul tunes strictly/ tone tenderonies watch 'em rolling on their fixies/ so many blessing it's too much to count at once/ it hardly to it justice to sum up/ it's not that we don't see problems/ it's just that we see no need to speak on 'em/ I breeze with the pollen/ I don't have faith in the system/ I don't believe in Bin Laden/ you believe what you will/ even if someone say not to/ you should believe in it still/ kudos 'cause who knows if you don't/ I still don't use protection/ so I got a newborn/ but there's a line at the sub shop/ little brother muttering his rhymes at the bus stop/ I just take it all in/ happy to be where I'm from/ Minneapolis/ the green light keep it moving/ the park where they hooping/ Latinos barbecuing/ summer dressy mamacitas/ I see you/ looking lovely by the way/ walking by me sipping chai tea/ when the spring hits I flip like side B/ so you can find me in the sun or in the Crab Lab/ working on some brand new crunchy shit that you ain't have yet
Track Name: Drone
I know that it's deceiving/ when it's this late in the evening/ this whole mess that I believe in/ won't release me/ it won't let me be

they an make you think you isn't in control/ or capable of shifting disposition/ they can make you think that happy means/ having means and money and status and image/ it's easy to think that we're stuck here with this deck of playing cards stacked against us/ that stress don;t benefit us but it do generate better GDP percentages/ I've been told/ there's a key to happiness/ and there isn't any indication that it's gold/ think about it/ I'm rich in mind/ body/ spirit/ soul/ but it gets diminished every minute/ I spend thinking of the many things that I cannot control/ I just need release

and all I'd want is clarity/ so I can breathe/ I was trying to make it rain/ trying to feel relieved/ it's hard to explain/ it's hard to believe/

you were just being human/ you were just a human being/ one day you could be divine/ when you recognize the secrets in the simple things/ working on the virtues/ gratitude and patience/ trying to find what you're projecting from your inner spaces/ trying to shine a light into your mediation/ comfortable in darkness/ plenty darkness in your own life/ it's been darker than a casket/ but you need it quiet where the crow flies/ so hold tight to that nothingness/ hold tight to the present/ the whole time when you here that train of thought ride by/ don't catch it

and all I'd want is clarity/ so I can breathe/ I was trying to make it rain/ trying to feel relieved/ it's hard to explain/ it's hard to believe/

I know that it's deceiving/ when it's this late in the evening/ this whole mess that I believe in/ won't release me/ it won't let me be
Track Name: What Feeling
Blood and feeling returning to my folds/ blood and feeling return hot and cold/ blood and feeling returning to my fingers/ blood and feeling return/ hot and cold/
numb/ sensation-less/ you're finally free/ case dismissed/ I had to pause/ let the numb subside/ opened the text/ and read you'd died/ couldn't believe you're gone/ no that sounds cheap/ really caught me off guard/ but it wasn't that hard to believe/ ruckus when we were teenaged/ we'd just go ape/ then for a while you'd only call when I'd get that flame/ or the time you wanted to hit me the face/ you'll always be my boy/ always be my boy/ really wish I got to see you since/ never could have known how far you'd slipped/ can't remember if I called you back/ but I thought I did/ water bridge understanding but memories don't bring all it back we wanted/ I'm drifting toward the horizon/ inside me a storm is moving/ hot and cold are colliding and rationalizing is fruitless/ but at least you'll be the youth in all your pics/ and the way I feel right here/ is proof that you'll be missed/ I'm trying to tell you/ you my
blood and feeling runs right down my fingers/ blood and feeling runs red/ hot cold/ hurt and healing come knocking at my eardrums/ hurt and healing come in/ hot and cold/
oh what a feeling/ you are blood are my blood and feeling/ so tell me how are you feeling?/ hot or cold
Track Name: Mr. Meaner
i would've been a runaway/ since like the seventh grade/ if it weren't for lemonade and nintendo games/ couple fire crackers and I'm entertained/ if mama catch me playing with fire/ she'd set me straight/ but when you forget to entertain a kid/ he'll be ripping hood ornaments off neighbor's whips/ and/ he'd carve his name in shit/ then say he didn't/ that little villain/ committing random acts of vandalism/ in a childhood with all nighters/ parents had jungle fever/ grandpa had Alzheimer's/ playgrounds had windows/ classrooms had hyenas/ Mufasa a bossy nigga/ but Simba's got ideas

He's gonna set a blaze any place he plays/ keep him entertained 'cause it keep 'em entertained/ one thing leads to another/' 'cause now that boy set a blaze any place he plays/ keep 'em entertained 'cause it keep him entertained/ one thing leads to another/

So thing ain't what they used to be/ set the scene/ age of sixteen/ sagging FUBU jeans/ back from another school suspension/ like you would guess though/ walked around in flex mode/ wasting his potential/ wasn't shit that you could tell him/ you could a been a doctor/ or at least varsity soccer/ why's it always smell like you got reefer in your locker/ he'd just smirk/ 'cause it wasn't his/ it was this girl's/ but as a perk/ she let him squeeze on her knockers/ rules are stupid though/ muy estupido/ from the teachers to the school patrol/ they watching like the Truman Show/ stereotype type of life/ aiming him backwards/ 'cause all he ever wanted/ was to be a famous rapper/ it was all a dream/ it was all a dream/ he kept on waking up a teenager/ but who got the grass/ who got the gasoline/ he's sneaking out in about an hour/ you can hit him on his pager/
he gonna set a blaze any place he plays/

keep him entertained 'cause it keep 'em entertained/ one thing leads to another/' 'cause now that boy set a blaze any place he plays/ keep 'em entertained 'cause it keep him entertained/ one thing leads to another/

it'll go on and on and on/