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Black Leather Gloves

from Giallo Argento by Extra Kool

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Black leather gloves are very much a staple in the Giallo genre. This song is what the project is all about and how my style of "hip-hop/rap" is my staple or my gloves if you'd like.

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BLACK LEATHER GLOVES


(V.1)

It’s black on black outlined, who’s back from more the creature kind. I guess I’ll push the spectacles up, I’m operating a second site.

So zip the hoodie up, relax and pull the brains back. I’m sitting stroking elegance, no coincidence it’s happenstance.

Or so they call it, no time to speak on solace. It’s straight razors, leather gloves, Giallo, feeling flawless.

Yo Fumes I got this. No skipping back or turning pages. Like puberty, it’s frozen moments and yes awkward phases.

I’ll keep the caution, it’s sink or swim no options. I’m shaking in my busy bones, it’s Mr. Kool’s subconscious.

It’s what it does, it’s inked in blood, swinging pens and quills. It’s mandrake & witch grass, it’s got me grasping for the spells.

It’s mandrake & witch grass, it’s got me heading for the hills.

It’s mandrake & witch grass, I’m stomping through your daffodils.


(V.2)

It’s nothing once those lines blur, I feel exposed. No savings swallowed giggles, it’s the grinning man or Indrid Cold.

I suppose, I can go taste the confidence. No shared quips, I’m careless, it’s time to face the consequences.

But I’ll be truthful, I’m a closed eye on shadowed faces. A humbled man, a hot mess, a blaspheme on hollowed spaces.

That’s outrageous, that’s a Papercut on idle thumbs. It’s all these Blinky eyeballs and wasting all the crumbs.

I meant talent, I spend my time wasting metaphors. Who cares about my two cents, or love poems, a troubadour.

I need more, heat it up like soup and lentils. It’s the sad face, it’s me, we call it

Giallo Argento.

It’s a happy little life, there’s no room for feeling special. It’s these Black leather gloves, it’s Giallo Argento.

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from Giallo Argento, released February 24, 2023

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Extra Kool Denver, Colorado

An archly fearless live performer, Extra Kool challenges his audiences with an unwavering stare and a direct and hauntingly intense vocal delivery. Part modern-day Dadaist, part hip-hop art terrorist, Extra Kool is the essence of truth in advertising.
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