New Cuisine Pt. 1

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SMAR video: youtu.be/1zZfHopiLQQ
PILLO video: youtu.be/U_HYlaUN81s

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released February 28, 2014

Written & Produced by EASTER (Stine Omar / Max Boss) at Fluma Studio, North Berlin

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Track Name: New Cuisine
it didnt look like pie to them
they came in from the east
but as the punch was free
it was a go to join the feast

the bitches dressed all different
wore hoods to stand the heat
they were moving in a trance
in sync and slightly off the beat

the east dont wanna split
they keep their table for the night
a set of rules to feel inside
never go far, dont leave the hive

but punch be sliding fast
so stuff would start to look like pie
and they would blend in with the tribe
and find companions for the night

this the new cuisine this the new cuisine
this will make u lean this the new cuisine

the salt stones were presented
they were rolled out after dark
a climax countdown made the mark
the packs of dogs would start to bark

the east were first to lick
as they were guests coming from far
and had been greedy at the bar
now midnight called them to the spar

the stones were lined up 5 in all
and human sized so tall
pointing to sky for not to fall
fat crystals calling to the ball

the east stepped forth with gloomy eyes
to late to make escape
they walked up to the stones of salt
stretched out their tongues and licked their faith

this the new cuisine this the new cuisine
this will make u lean this the new cuisine
Track Name: Smar
BASIC SAUCE FOR LIFE!
NO LOL OMAR
u been pruning your life away on this one
skinny bitches

in ur foreign car
u look like a smar
i just dropped my jaw
u collected art

i lifted this shirt
thought it make u squirt
did not really work
u dont wanna fuck

sidewalk by the bar
if i had a heart
pull me by my fez
u can make it far

hard to let u be
is this u and me
can u take the stream
maybe i must pee

a and s m r
finger in the jar
lover got guitar
plectrum in your scar

so u leave my town
never come around
might write u a mail
sad i let u down


drinking out loud at it
speaking up street at it
u like me to stay put at it
but no, i need a new hit

something not far from this
stretching out for ur clit
opening with gin fizz
ending like this kiss kiss


see u every month
when u pay up front
if i light your joint
u will suck my blunt

feast in ur garage
yeast on your fromage
piss on your sitar
dick in your cigar

puke in your veyron
sperm on your lancome
fist in your salon
hair on your bonbon

hard for u to rise
someone gave u lice
something smells like bice
in between your thighs

fingers up your nose
u are one of those
sliming over hoes
prada at your show

winestains on your mac
semen in your crack
dandruff on your back
someone stole your jack

FUNGHI BABY, FUNGHI BABY
UP THE NOSTRIL, SOULGAZING
Track Name: Wok At Ur Show
threats at my desk must be lee my cousin
i got the staxx and she got the sweats
breath baby breath chew ur lunchtime muffin
i am a fly at ur sweaty chest

i hate ur neck u despise my office
we made a deal we would stay the same
when we were high and we pictured business
blame it on the game lee ima blame it on ur name

so u need glasses to pack ur stash
ima sit put until u are long gone
fuck ur blood once and u screw ur cash
no looks related lee dark im so blond

up in this blood beef i still count cash
got a photo on my desk pretty face my cousin
long gone so lost but i cant give it to the trash
u and me lee and ur lunchtime muffin

we had glass up our gums
we were kissing
it was late
i was hurt
i was drunk


unsightly bulge is the bulge of promise
the pocketed lip holding bags of joy
u stick it to me like a packet of pommes
the pouch kicking in as its feeling the void

your crush has a face now the face is polite
no sleep be in sight u been up the whole while
if this doesnt share just what u had in sight
how to hunt down old lee now whos back in style

its growing inside u the need to swallow
the stash in the cooler wont last a month
the fat piece it carries will make u follow
u got ur provider u quit the hunt

the Real ease in this piece will make u shine
if U like it now u will love the next time
i wont let it go by U run this line
dip a pickle in the jameson, sip a drink of time


the wok at your show had a perfect chew
our unsightly bulge keeps our minds connected
i dip every piece as im looking at you
in the end of the mingle the night is erect
Track Name: Pillo
skinny bones fat neck
we had too much macaroni
u said u were under stress
so i offered u a pony

pill baby make me go
make me leave the house baby
still i be up for show
i be downing u in gravvy

off limit box doctor
go back to ur mothercountry
angst fairy ill story
print out my prescription for me

rest nature let it fall
chemics at my aim and see
i be talking i be yours
slow up in your brain save me

safe house in it here
up some floors for this cookie
drink tray always near
evening set how u shook it

slow kiss the pill beauty
u got eyelids like a pig
ima make ur morning smoothie
mix it in and pillow dig

big cats in ur bed
rolling at the nip chasing
mice soft in ur head
moving at the pillowcase

lie here next to our beat
this is our parade when we
lie and let it kiss your feet
sleep and let it shine on me


PILL SO WHITE PILL JUST LIKE SHEETS
RESTING IN YOUR PALM PILL SWEET SLUMBER

UNFOLD YOUR FIST LET IT PASS U THIS TREAT
WE GOT TIME THIS NIGHT U BE FALLING UNDER

fright face comfort heart
tell it how it is only
paranoid after arts
wont get u the kiss

so ur lids open and u see
what i said is real baby
big cats, u and me
speak only when u are ready

young hands sleep it off
everything u touch too early
rest life all is said
this will save your nerve

if u stay here one more day
u might see the final flimmer
trust this is ok
this way we can stop the spinning

so close our vision
always in the bright of sheets
your feet in my kitchen
stepping at your final beat

comfort u said number one
take me to the sea we be
running circles under sun
im at ur degree when we

sleep over let it show
days can be your nights
we go deep into piles of snow
buried is your fright

these all yours if u believe
dont weaken at ur knees ever
stay class and act fast
it shows u are for real
Track Name: TTHYEOB
it put u to your knees when u were teen
a vodka tonic downed under the sun
then swigs of other drinks till u would lean
on what u learned to know as adult fun

Europe we were growing we grew tall
separate but we stopped at the same length
we both dated girls considered small
skinny dipping in a summer knowing no shame

the bunker hosts the hours when the drink is done
a pen u slip to watch it roll away
the adolescence aftermath the end of fun
wish i could hold your brain for just one day

HOLD YOUR BRAIN ONE DAY
TRY TO HOLD YOUR BRAIN
HOLD YOUR BRAIN ONE DAY
TRY TO HOLD YOUR EURO ORPHAN BRAIN
TRY TO HOLD YOUR BRAIN
HOLD YOUR BRAIN ONE DAY
TRY TO HOLD YOUR EURO ORPHAN BRAIN

form these insane emotions into something
try to do the program step ahead
a will to sync with u for just to be there
meet me at the track where u first bled

i taught u how to separate ur legs
and how to trust the soft turning hard
how to breathe with me count down from ten
we said that after this we d never part


eyeball some were way ahead where are they now
didnt u see my offer didnt u read
should we go back and step it thru together
memories saved differently in different speed

HOLD YOUR BRAIN ONE DAY
TRY TO HOLD YOUR BRAIN
HOLD YOUR BRAIN ONE DAY
TRY TO HOLD YOUR EURO ORPHAN BRAIN

As it holds term so brotherly I go for some amphetamine. Lying back in the hammock of late summer openfaced and let it kick. Thirty minutes and the hammock is dear as an old lover. I praise and chew. Its the restless that doesnt move, all thought. The body becomes the hammock becomes the basket for juicy fruit to fall into. I know how these fruits know time better than we do. Time is all they got. Juicy fruit, ripe and ready to give in.