Poe Zest (feat. Collie Shepherd)

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Uncle Sun

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Last lighter bit the dust
Break sticks a phosphorus
Blunt crush head rush
You actively defend that which you should defund son
Yeah I like when the leaves crunch
Almost as much as snow squeak
Hit that shit with bare feet road runnin'
Like I'm 2 miles late for the track meet at university
Thought we'd seen enough heat in the Middle East, guess not
Point that little heat at me, guess what
Flaco, pinche greñas
I go by many names
Couple years up catch that Hunchback of Notre Dame
Couple years back, white Christmas frosted window panes
Snowed in, tapped in to CD-ROM Windows games
If you ain't fuckin with Commander Keen, bruh
Imma give that hand a squeeze and prepare to be not really surprised at all at the pampered sheen
Goddamn, philanthropy tucked into bandoliers across the sandy tee
Amputee type flow, it's no big deal if you can't bend a knee
Thought this morning, over my tomato egg and cheese
This city could benefit from a scandal
Hush money on coverups passed through sweaty hands
Both pills were very bland, still I garnished 'em with manchego and lavender silk
Been told I got it way twisted like ram's milk
Like technique, technique, you're not doing the technique
Okay step, lemme see if I can't just write you into next week
You fucking whack man
You spit like you pull the heat 'em up box out of the trash can
Double check rules on how you should be rappin
See attack then, retreat
Walk it back like curupira feet
There's a small knack to callbacks
And a certain strategy in being discreet
Dependin' on how you spend it, like makin ends meet
That's your 500 sumn dollars layin' right there in the street
I got beef with who I used to be, man what you do to these legs
Beef with society for always pouring me dregs
And what's inside-a me is snorin' cuz I'm bored a these regs
I ain't tryin to let today's highlight be my mornin and eggs
I ain't got the juice
Squeezed fresh but left bruised, ya feel me
Relived of this chest juice when you peel me
You felt it was best used for chess moves and not feelings
There's a long line for healing
You'll notice the gong chime has a strong vibe in these dealings
But the draw lies in the soft eyes you recall long after the real thing
It still stings
Convinced relief is what the pill brings
You could push each of your teachers of the deep end
And proclaim your ownself as the hill king
Why bother to dress myself and articles of silk
When it's harder to remove all the particles of milk
There's a burning in my eyes because it spilled
And spilled and spilled and it spilled and it spilled
Oh the years and tears it takes to bathe away the guilt
And all that baggage you built
You know, failure's become the greatest challenge in my pillbox
They say it comes in waves but I'm feeling like the sand
So I'll pray for better days on the sea shell in my hand

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