Writing rapped up
How does one go on to go long again and again
about day dreamin we relay what time frey has forgiven
let this day to life stuff everyone paints
straights up say later gator to stop hatin To winkle her mind
stars aint big enough
ringin cell jingles making money winged wrinkles up our hourglass of hindsight’s mimetime
as I sit here in this shop of teas dare I be singin these songs to foresee this
every prince on earth kickin up the dirt
Don’t run or hide now or its ride n die tryin
find this challenge of simplicity too hot
For they will rub in in our eyes the dirt that rolls the rests from our hearts from the street ofs P-town demise lined up to lie deep
They call me a societal serial lineman 5:AM I chime in today what’s nay or there, here or not fare cause real MC’s share whats imagining real, fathom a phantom patterns to escape rhymes innate ability to create, hymn the limes n corona speedin up DUI realities to out-perform this stone cold colored corridor
Bat third eyes in a haze not sure only to record hoarders holding disease.
I write them crazy raps too fat for craps screamin lines can’t make one-two punches to the bowl
In and out its hold,fire, a cramp a fold hurry time held in each hand
As I slip into this American dream of twisted livin wishin
I only see staaaaars
open to a soul spark n minds darting for love
Her slightest glance, a chance a goal a pick up I’m sure
How do we all fit into this world of gloves, crimes whirls of spit n mean mugged hugs
Im stuck in her time frame tombed n doomed for America’s beautiful day looms again
Rich power is dutiful, takin homies scrapin lonely aimed at the individual
Hand changes to the Nationless name game as you vomit on our Christmas bought sweater
Sown together by deceit 3 times week s’the limit so forget to re-give your receded gift of soaked spoken worded history
Distort or chort my mind and BLAM! Your cermansonaries a mystery secrets hidden behind yo mama’s scammed jam
Too much n outta touches rid us oh please everyone,
Madness to all, freedom n justices psh…to the mall homies!
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