A.R.M.
On Parchment
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All your opinions pin me by the pinions Giving in to the minions mitigating my rhythm And wither in a dismal state of affairs Pitiful day to compare Any of my past achievements to the present manifestation of debt Unruly unwavering unabashedly met With the next parenthetical parapet where a parrot rests mocking my every first step My every last breath The evident black expanse of death spreads out before me Don't try to write that story quicker than your mouth can cash the check Get wrecked and step to the glory If you're tryna get your, get your throwback glasses on Hit em with a little bit of Wait a minute, hold up So what, go nuts If you glitch and filch to throw the night classes off Get a minute in a thick oscilloscope and throw up, you showed up Show us The meaning of it all In all it's hateful beauty Seeing through a stalwart forest Yet, the trees elude me Do me one favor, save the merriment For saviors with true need, I'll amuse these little soupy, tasteless traitors Gates for the gracious Stakes for the placation Crates for the racists Statesmen, arrive at your places With a big mouthful of abasement And fecal matter Cease the chatter Peak the splatter faster after I been sizing up your gray matter Give it up to Daddy Bare bones with a little bit of snare tones and an intermittent glare shown In the middle of a stare contest with death and I'm back to context like Give it up Little bitch You are not a synonym of What is sick If I gave a modicum of a half of a shit I would be forced to come forth and slit both my fucking wrists Hit em with a little bit of wait a minute hold up I can't hold up for nothing bruh I'm serious A little too definitive and cold cut I can't hold that for no one Hit em with a little bit of wait a minute Hold up Hit em with a little bit of wait a minute Hold up Hold up Hit em with a little bit of Wait a minute hold up Hit em with a little bit of Wait a minute Stay dirty, I stay flirty, we slay birdies The dang pain train came through and displayed hurting By 8:30 the flames burning, my chain gang brain hurting Spurting dank and dirty pain curtains Like we Riddled with pot shots And littered with odd thoughts I'm kidding but I'm not I'm pissing in thin pots Admit the shit's hot We winning at hip hop You thick if you think not Cuz we rock the dopest hooks since Oh shit look at this You missed it Kiss the grits, grip the biscuit Put a clip in a dip shit dip quick out the window Flipping dinner tables at the tip of the crescendo I only rap cuz I'm bored as f*ck Send some love down to Florida Pull the liquor out pour it up Put the verse down, the chorus up Hold on tight Coz I'm holding on But I ain't holding up For nothing Be it: mortician giving cold kisses Be it: gold rivets and a stone pillow Be it: old snippets getting so yellow See it holds little, but it holds up Be it: corpse driven in a bordello Be it: coarse divots on a soul mellow Be it: told given when it sold vicious See it holds infinite, holds us Be it: mortician giving cold kisses Be it: gold rivets and a stone pillow Be it: old snippets getting so yellow See it holds little, but it holds up Be it: corpse driven in a bordello Be it: coarse divots on a soul mellow Be it: told given when it sold vicious See it holds infinite, holds us
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