Agony

by Condeuce

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about

Condeuce wanted to be known. He had a plan to cleanse the world, but lacked the funding (Zicam). After driving to meet a merchant, Condeuce offered experience and knowledge instead of a tangible product (BTDT). The merchant accepted the offer. Condeuce celebrated this new good news, but unfortunately, his good news was cut short (Everything gets Better). After waking up from a dream, Condeuce realized that he was too scared to approach anyone about his plan. From this point he had to battle issues such as repression, depression, and other things that prevented him from reaching his goal (Bottled, Famous, Snorepopulus, Agony). After he wiped his memory clean, he was a free spirit. There were no limitations. However, this led to severe consequences (Trauma).

Condeuce came to the conclusion that even after conquering these stimgas in his life, there was no one on earth that agreed with his plan (Everything Gets Worse). Struck with nervousness, he decided to leave, and he asked his closest friends to join him (Tremors).

This is the prelude to Cosmos...

credits

released 16 August 2011
Produced and Written by: J. Buff

This album is dedicated to anyone who has ever struggled in his or her life. I love you, whoever you are.

To Ash: You are my everything. Thank you for supporting me in every way you can.

To my mother: You inspired me to do this album, and I love you very much.

To John: You are my brother, and I will never forget you. Thank you for pushing me harder when things got tough.

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Track Name: Zicam
Let me show you who the fuck I am,
Let me put it down for me and my fam,
All you wack niggas stink, make me pop zicam,
'Til my nasal cavity transforms guys bland,
Imma have to powder up my hand,
And slap slap slap 'til I see a white man,
Doesn't matter what the color was black, white, tan,
All I see is the end result, not the time span.