D'Vices

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Bakari Kennedy

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Searching for God within the ash of my blunt
Benedictions won't influence those addictions what's a need to a want
Never whined but seen my innocence jump need restitution
Too many afternoon's in abusing my own communion
Junkies tune in for anointment of hash oil and souls shatter
My cup runneth over I felt patron splatter
Hoes laughter must be the symptom of pity tricking
To balance the nutrition of culprits as well as victims
Intuitions of the ignorant and prophecies of the pessimist
We said pushing P till it gave to pestilence
Too many scream conviction while lacking the proper evidence
All that jazz to chase the big bands y'all thinking Ellington
The eloquence of evil easing deep in my mind
Need a moment to exhale I pray to retta Divine
The cheddar sublime but leading all my niggas to the Havahart
Devil on my shoulder makes me wonder if I have a heart
Balance art and arsonist like Fahrenheit '51
Can't read the situation chest 'll burn from a fifth of rum
Decisions done only option left is my repentance
A Stain still on my soul but I expunged it from the sentence

I seen the Devil in my gamble with the vices It's bittersweet when left to my devices
You shitting where you eat and can't compete with the trajectory in prices
They shown us hell already then disguised it

Aye my focus was on the spirit like Pentecostal appearance
Penning partial I'm fearing procrastinated my clearance
Failing to reach coherence yet cultivating calamity
The inconsistent character clinging to Christianity
It seems I'm often labeled as Aphyllous in my family tree
A nigga been branching off into vanity
You double up that jury don't carry me by companions
Paper chasing romancing like management up at Scranton
Till that dancing with the Devil leaves on hell of a card
Opp tickle his desert trigger it ain't just a mirage
The crutch is the squad instead of readjusting for God
When it's only getting even it'll f*ck with your odds
I humbled facades and faced the fears internalized for years
The hopes regrets and peers all predominantly causing tears
To lay it all on wax for therapeutic advice
Just an average introduction to destroying my vice

I seen the Devil in my gamble with the vices It's bittersweet when left to my devices
You shitting where you eat and can't compete with the trajectory in prices
They shown us hell already then disguised it

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