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Thinking it's forever to love you...man, like hell no...
first they rub against your palms...just to bubble like hand soap...
when you tumble...you wondering where did the fans go...
I'm no dunce ...it takes once to cut him like Van Gogh..
I'm deeper in the depths...to get my thoughts raised.../
switching channels with the bars.. I'm trying to cross, fade../
toss chains aside..I've arrived at a card game./
digging for a hearts spade, wishing for my lost days./
sprinting through the arcade, mimicking a stargaze./
the lights flash, a mics passes hands and it's on me./
I assume rap.I kick it like Doom on that Boom Bap./
cool cat blue nike suit and racoon hat./
I knew that it would zoom pass in review, that's, a cruel fact./
no good luck so I pulled up bootstraps, got my groove back./
it's wicked if this is a new flash./
did I mention I'm quitting this soon? ./
dont fit in a group , I'm wiggling through,
this is a prison, I'm sick of the zoo./
my spirit is withering, this is the truth./
the pick of litter, not kitten with you./
I am not digging what niggas will do./
sensitive too...I'm shifting anew
so take all that chicken and stick in stew./
I'm a making list.. For shaking my fist..
This one will do x's 3
Thinking it's forever to love you...man, like hell no...
first they rub against your palms...just to bubble like hand soap...
when you tumble...you wondering where did the fans go...
I'm no dunce ...it takes once to cut him like Van Gogh..
They say all I do is talk about my scars..well
you can't relate ? abandon straits, like a guardrail .
if you aint never seen a sight that made your heart swell./
then everything I speak in lines will be a hard sell./
I turned my curses into verses when my bars spell./
so far L's have been my partner, in this dark jail./
get him clean I need bleach I got the reach of Ichigo./
you see he's dope, don't mean hes seeking out an easy road/
Invited to a party where I'm starring, I ain't even go./
you thinking my feelings are anemic but I'm feeling low./
have to iron on this tired song , the chorus doesn't fit./
before I die, I long to try it on by pouring blood in it./
I'm touching shit but, first I need a cover like an oven mitt./
you're not allowed around it...I surround it with a dozen bricks../
passing up the hassles by being castled my castle wall.../
passing out some passes in it's absence, they have to fall../
my passion calls, I pick it up quick..like how assassins draw../
mistakes are just a win with assists..and so I laugh it off../
I'll smash it dogs, hand me a macintosh I'm making apple sauce..
show something that can top that and I will gladly stop./
