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to myself

Do it fast
Open hand
See the last
Shred of dignity pushing through the gash
I ain't a violent man by any means
But since you crossed the line I'll

on lean
Killing their motivation and dreams
You wanna fight
Well let's put you in the ring
I'm like a wasp, Ima lock on and sting
Prove What I Got
Pro-

after that day
Flashbacks to using my kneecaps as ash trays
Stab my hands with glass haunted by the past, trapped inside a maze
Craving types of love that

after *that* day
Flashbacks to using my kneecaps as ash trays
Stab my hands with glass haunted by the past, trapped inside a maze
Craving types of love

ain nun

They want you seeing black n white n dice
We the reall teen titans
Move smart
feet light like wasp
Dont wont you to control that water
They in

about economical growth?
I did take an oath but corporations cut my throat
We all sit in one boat, for you we took this vote
How much money makes you

to build a rocket.
“You’re in the way”, she says.
“And get me another extension lead.
Oh, and take the bread out of that, it’s not a toaster.”
Take the bread

the earth
Little humans on the earth
Show us what you're worth

Dear lady rapunzel betrayed by a pox
Staring out the window bereft of her locks
There is no

Been outside I aint see you
All that talk not the real you
Never cry just like boys do
CDG with a black swoosh
But my brand never been logos
Leather

into the air we breathe
And I can put upon your finger a promise that will linger
If you think that you can stand by me

With your breath upon my cheek

Back to Times of Splendor

Disillusion

Back to Times of Splendor

whispers no one could hear
'Til the day when hordes of wasps
Poisoned every hour so passed.

She was faint as I when she spoke to me.
Reluctantly. Words

One has passed their exam, celebrates tonight
One's body's aching, and is bitter from strife
Another one just struggles, struggles to get by
A fourth

mixtapes
I feel bad for WASPS, call them Urban Pop
Look at wannabe's like Homeboy, PLEASE STOP
Everyone spitting metaphors, make the same play
They all got

woke up to an adrenaline rush
the wasp on his finger
the quiet duvet-smothered hush
is broken by a sting that lingers
in two minds about everything

moving from A to C
then going back to B, then D
more like wasps than bees
I tell you

Be ready
I smell smoke and there's a fire
in our camp
And I tell you

Man, you know how young niggas steppin', man. You feel me
For real, though
Man, we live, man. Turn up by the front of me
Man, that nigga really gotta

down
In the town we built inside our heads
Seven people in the Spanish pyramid
Six of them already dead

Like a wasp against a window
You usher me

a bigger buzz than a wasps nest
Certain man think they're going deeper than the Loch Ness
But in this life for real fam you don't know what's next
But no man

Insects

Let's Wrestle

In the Court of the Wrestling Let's

And the wasps, they will fly

I will be able to sleep again
I will be able to be with you again
And when I do I have the bestest dreams
About tanks

The curtain falls, i'm  tu doll
And there's no applause Angelica
You broke my legs, took the rest
And a tí ran Angelica
But ho what could  be? Chunks

of the hole that I dug
And I'm trying to figure out why my face so smug 
And I wanna go back to when I pulled out the rug
From under your feet, but you catch me

Moving through the waste
Moving through the wires
Communicating prayers
Diseased empires
Is that a wasp on the breeze
As it falls by degrees

cunt 25 activated
Now powered by hookers and crack
Operation destroy hospitals commence

Shut up Obama why don't you go blow up another hospital

My head is full of wasps
You all serve to piss me off
Every time I loose control
Machine mind replaced my

Soul
Soul
Soul
Soul

I'm drowning but I do