MiDDLE FiNGER BALLAD

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All raw authentic, off with his pen, no letter pigeon
Walls of Jericho falling out, quill and blood ink of War heroes
Let us in
Lettuce and beef, eating healthy off the tree of life, smoking tree
And fighting with gnashed teeth
Lead pipe swinging
With the force of a lion
Poison leaks out the mind of a villain
Enticed by pink lines drawn in mental descriptions
Precise incision
Feline condition
Me time lid flipping
Peer inside, lime sour, and acidic lines
Beer and wine sipper, clipping off time
Ticking, no Rolex, witty wordy lines
Clicking off the lights
Sticking every single rhyme
Like a black opps crew running down
A fucking tight ass set of wicked busted-out frames of a twisted mind
Whispered secrets in the ears of a lover way I'm intimate when delivering the spice
Militant and a livid attitude in the middle of a ravenous divide
Quiet thoughts dumping on a pad and poking out
Entirely in my own lane, silly flow defines his own route
Widen my gaze but narrow my eyes on things and people that I see
Still seeking looking for my inner peace
But feel closer than I did out of high school, what can I say
False belief that I could achieve excellence by sixteen
Middle finger ballad black mask and the silly regime
Standing up with me
Fucked up off the greens
Tucked off my defeat
Blood pooling my feet
Sinking in grief, money, and reaching
For the stars
Clicking through pages of thoughts that I jot down running out the dark
Eyes adjusting slow but moving with the gusto of iron war mongrels
Checking my closet for my monsters
Skeletons of sins and pain that I keep within
Doubtful of my problems
But they stalk me with their claws out
Skeletons of sins and pain that I keep within
Doubtful of my problems
But they stalk me with their claws out
But they stalk me with their claws out
Don't wanna down a bottle
Changing my habits breaking bones but still going full throttle
All I know how to do is lay my heart out
All I know is that I need to pace my thoughts
How I get where I am.
Taking a breath and wait for the AM
Dreading the PM
Lonely in mind only hand that I'm holding is mine.
Adamantly giving too many damns
Passionately giving you all that I am
While passively I worry about things that I can't change
A tragic hero stuck in my foolish daze
A tragic hero just trynna be great
Wanna make my folks proud
Wanna make noise so loud
That no one forgets it
Drawing lines out
With dark inflections
Silly flow with a mind full of questions

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