Down Talk [EP]

by Lucy Camp

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Down Talk is the debut EP by Lucy Camp. Featuring appearances by Fjer & Tonedeff. Production by GrandRiggity, AJ Rice and Peter Anthony Red.

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released April 20, 2016

Written by: Lucy Camp
*"Be You" written by Lucy Camp, Fjer & Tonedeff
Production by: GrandRiggity, AJ Rice, Peter Anthony Red & Burial.
Photo: Chad Griffith
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Track Name: Down Talk (Intro)
Split second connections
Through unadulterated conversations
Excuse if I refuse to give my all through consultations
Some would like to know
But to divulge my observations
Is topic on its own that only happens on occasion
To rip a lip apart from the other half takes guts
Liquid trickles down the arch of my stutter and makes grunts
I'm the one to make the tougher ones pucker and say “muah”
While you break a sweat
When I suffer, I stay suave
Down Talk
Track Name: Shake It Baby
Lucy Camp - Shake It Baby

Verse 1:
So many of them think that I need need need need need
But I already have what I want and what you got is not for me
Don't give me what's left, talk that cheap
Water too depth I don't walk that deep
Don't you understand I don't spot back seats
My eyes to the front if they're not at me
Don't get too cocky to me to get behind me
I'm quick to move my body before they ever blind me
Never knew what I needed but I wanted my thing
Better you than I to receive it definitely
Take you to a time where you never had a right, see
Never not had a right, living on your high seat
Better off satellite, sittin with the night team
Hittin on the stars, fucking at a light speed
I am much much more than assumptions more than just some dumb poor girl
They never knew enough about to give a fuck for
I tell them I'm someone, not someone's award
If anything I’m winning you could check the score bitch
Views controversial like a rock performance
And I'm making it hurtful got ‘em rockin’ torches
Coming up out the circle cuz my thoughts are formless
Telling me what to do is not option nor is it
A probable thing so stop the torment
Yes I'm bringing the jokes like I’m law enforcement
Your run of the mill kind of nonconformist
My self esteem it just got enormous
They ain't helping me they are not supportive
Especially when it's extra deep, and though technically
I don't ask them what they want cuz it's not important

Verse 2:
When I do get so upset
It's like lighter to fuel to the sunset
Start a riot too ‘till there's bloodshed
Leave behind no clues and no suspects
I'm the type to prove that my success
Means that I refuse to put trust in
The kind of dudes who think
I could use all of my time to get my screws adjusted
Crazy, try pulling something
Shame me, blind fool in public
But I don't play into games not your little mind controlled puppet
Do it all alone anyhow
All my life just been fucked with
Once you are in you are never getting out
Cuz I'm so tired of the shoving
One on one
They got no control of me
Hoping I'll leave, hoping I'll never meet the goal that I'll reach
Cuz I am the woman in control and it makes them a bit vulnerable emotionally
A little bit hurt, in the middle mid verse
I switch it up, always been the one to disturb
It'll get bad before it get gets worse
I don't feel bad they ain't getting rid of this pers, this person
Man I've been misinterpreted
They twists all my words and then
Me versus them, been a bitch since birth since I first showed assertiveness
Since I just know my worth and shit
And my fate been my fate so ultimately I am the one who determines it
Track Name: Can I Forget You?
Lucy Camp - Can I Forget You

Verse 1:
Now stop, hit a nerve wanna pound clock
Morning sunshine sounds like a loud knock
Mouthed off
Hate when the buzz of the bees are the ones in my tree family proud not
You will never not be happy now huh
Cuz you got everything you wanted now huh
I just wanna make you fuckin proud nah
But you just wanna treat me like the groundhog
You could never see me through the cloud fog
Can we put some time aside for down talk?
Promise I'll be good you won't be out long
If you want it we could bump a couple foul songs
But really I don't know what you're about cuz
You were doing things I could never do without us
Swallowing these things and I never used to down drugs
But I'm feeling dumber than the situation outcome
How come
We work hard for the best
Yet all of us get parts to the yes
Not whole, not old enough to be smart so we're given 3 parts to the test
Don't you see hearts in our chests?
Don't you see art in our heads?
Don't you see a start to the end?
Don't you think we'd leave if we could if we didn't think that it might get so hard for the rest?
Honest and yet, nothing, no result
Brain damage, hope assault
You hit the pain misspelling all my names
I never learned a thing in the roll of call
Don't be asking me, you're the grown adult
Where I’m gonna be? I don't know at all
Even if it's we and we're both involved
And I end up leavin, it's no one's fault

Verse 2:
Yup, had a choice yup yup I did
I'd be lying if I said you wasn't it
I was meeting everyone and all their kids
Hey, if you really wanna get up then I'll sit
No it's not a problem i’ma go ahead and live
I haven't been living and I know I'm really missed
Cryin’ about everything and all the silly shit
Don't be telling me that “if you loved me you would quit”
Cuz you don't have a clue about it
What you gonna do about it?
It was always you I doubted
You could tell the school about it
Betcha get your crew about it
Hit you with the truth and knock a tooth and get the booth about it
Bitch you never knew about it
I was doing new things
Brand new mindset, head to the shoe strings
For the few that get by, you know few leave
So you should prolly say hi to the new me
I’ve been here for a quarter of a minute
it's that long
But I'm not so good with digits
So that's wrong
All they ever wanna give me is that pat on
The back, rap on the track, “damn little girlie take my hat off for that
Hoping I would take my cap off for that
C’mon i’ma take a snapshot of that
Better not forget me when you have all of that
I better not hear shit like ‘I'll call you back
You're good but I saw you bad
I've seen the wors,t I brought your bag
Your baggage first, our problems last and
Body cast’” and damn it hurts
Somebody has to have the last word
If you want me back then you gon’ have to work
And you gon’ master me or you're a bachelor
Not playing when I'm saying you gon’ have to learn
Track Name: Be You (feat. Fjer & Tonedeff)
Lucy Camp - Be You (Feat. Fjer & Tonedeff)

Verse 1 (Lucy Camp):
Dedicated to my supposed blood
I can't let this thing linger
You think I'm heavily medicated I might open up
I got a tat on the ring finger
Meaning I do love me now I'm a deep thinker
They do wanna love me now so they sink deeper
No more of that puppy pout with an ugly frown
Can't stand the sight when they weep liters
In a knee skirt, doesn't matter what I'm in
I speak free first
You think B words
Are gonna get me down sweetie swerve
I spoke for the mayor so please research
I know my shit x6
I've got a mean demeanor but I'm working on it
Tryna be tolerant if we're gonna get further on it
Looking to kill in a verse, mood of a murderholic
You know I'm willing to curse, you know the person I been
And you know the people I was
You know that we only trust
Few others even if evil is getting each one of us
To come to the dark side, I'm just being up front
Only because nobody told me I could be what I want
I don't know how much room I got in my calendar
Honestly I would like to fill up every fucking parameter
I gotta be busy otherwise I go mad
And you never know what can happen when you don't even know what has occurred
And to myself I wanna know what I am her
Running along the wrong ones been a habit for
So long
Doing the forth and back bicker
For the prologue
Meeting and getting a bad picture
Getting wrote off
I suspect they lead unfulfilled lives
And that's why they feel the need to come and spill lies
Money never made it man I clump a bill tight
You never heard a real thing up until mine
Tripping over an anonymous claim
I figured how uncommon my name was so since then
I told the people that I never wanted my name
I told them I don't know I guess it's just a part of my shame
It’s been a while though


Hook (Fjer):
They always wanna choose
The path on which you roam
Claim they don't want you to lose
While in your way to your goal

No one does it
Quite like I do
You can't do it
Quite like I do
Can't go through it
Quite like I do

So I better be me
And you better be you

(Lucy Camp + Tonedeff)
Don't cross the fine line I mind mine
Mind your own, divide pride you need to find your home
In a world like this you need to ride alone


Verse 2 (Tonedeff)
Dedicated to liars and poser fucks,
you cats need a ring leader
You think I’m already dead, but I come alive in the clutch
Y’all making me nap, I’m a deep sleeper
Just when I was comfy, now I gotta be spring cleaning
Get rid of the junk in the up in the house, give it mean sweep
Put a lid on these bums slumming around,
With they unoriginal sounds, get em a bus outta town now they free-wheelers - Consider it done!
I’m awful good at preparing
Err on the side of precaution, and so demolition’s exhaustive
The cost of innovation is far from a large fund
It involves that you cough up something missing that’s awesome
You can’t dig in your coffers, to make an offer
You go live through the brawls, through the wars through it all
Till the scars and the flaws are your armor
You’re prolly as authentic as Starbucks imitating a startup
But I get it who really wanna be a martyr?
Knowing the First one through one wall’s gonna be lost
And the Second one who's ballsy enough’ll prolly be harmed
The Third in the line is, nervous and tries but he falls
The Fourth is shot in the head cause he’s tall
Then Five through Seven are mauled, eight, nine and ten, will then catch a slug to the skull
When the enemy’s outta ammo, they stall,
The Eleventh person crawling over the bodies gets all the credit involved
How fair! Swinging once at the pitch, and now you’ve hit one out there
You a fraud ball player
and even with uninformed crowd’s loud cheers
Something in you will always wonder how you got here
Muffuckas sample the flow and they not cleared
Trying claim they family with Tone, but they not heirs
Lifting and they jacking me, bolted and caught caught air
Kid, this isn’t flattery, phonies, you’re called spares/
So don’t compare, If you read it, said it up in a thread
you can bet that you’re caught in my crosshairs
Cause I’ll get an alert, but the shit talk’s rare
So a 100 and 1 percent of my inbox clear
But I got a message for fuckers who want shares
You’re better off investing in buckets and armchairs
And let me do, all things you, wanna cling to
On some “me too”, But I need room, Please move.
Be You.
Track Name: Sixteen
Lucy Camp - Sixteen

Verse 1:
Giving you a pseudonym I gotta make it vulgar
Kissing you is ruining my whole predated soul search
Gotta find me first
I believe that begins with not hatin’ on my culture
Say you're through with gender
We were fuckin all the way from
autumn, June, December
I just always bring it up to make sure you remember
I am not the one I promise you, you could do better
And you did,
Now we're sittin like “nuh uh we used to never wanna split
Like fuck marriage right?
Said we never wanted kids
Like fuck parents right?
Ah they never wanna live”
And they never wanna let me see you cuz of what I did
But it wasn't even that bad
I think it's the fact that we always been a bad match
That got me so damn into grass that once I tried, I cried for your ass back
And you would laugh at me
Am I funny though?
Us had me like wait, where'd my money go?
They say “make that money, honey”
Break up all of a sudden you're a “money hoe”
Damn
Two pans in the van what's cookin good lookin
Don't be shaking my hand
Now I'm taking my stand
We could take it out there if I be taking your man
But
You know I don't be taking out trash
Come to me we'll rehash it
Consequences, no actions
I suggest you get past it
Hyper stressed and thus I confess of lust I’m possessive cuz passion
Got his cigarette butts on me you know he swallows those ashes
You know he swallows his pride a lot
Bitch don't believe me just ask him
Fuck what you think you gon’ fuck with me with your cuts in deep and those gashes

HOOK:
(I can't love you. Oh no I won't).
I don't wanna be sixteen again, I'm just nostalgic.

Verse 2:
And those lashes, would've never lasted
I don't wanna be sixteen again I’m just nostalgic
Saying if I can't live with your love then I'll live without it
And I lived on your eyelid, had to move out was so crowded
Eyes on somebody else
Eyes on somebody else
Keep him in the car cuz you treat him like a star
You ain't seen him in the dark, can somebody help?
Celebrating your celebrity, your celibacy
I'm paying hundreds you're selling fifty
What the F is the point when you're hella thrifty?
Go straight to the joint like embellished fifties
I'm raising my voice like a fella hit me
I'm changing the noise like novellas skipping in the middle of the night
Cuz belittlement of wives can develop quickly
I'm so done, listen to the people that will talk but do not know us
We're robust, they're so crusty
We're gold dust they're so rusty
You chose ‘em, you're so trusting
Expose ‘em, runnin bitches out we go busting
But they're gone so it's prolly ghost busting
Now we on like two hoes thrusting
Like hello, uh
Below the
Underground shit
We go mellow dumb
Like who the fuck be putting roofies in this jello stuff?
I see this shit in party movies so I never come
And you don't think it ever hurts me
Well it does
You don't think it was the worst thing
Well it was
Too busy bringing up my flaws like my god girl what you think I'm jealous of?
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released March 16, 2016
Written By: Lucy Camp
Produced By: Burial
Additional Production: Peter Anthony Red