writer's block (feat. Black°Adam)

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soléyana

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Blank pages from the AM to the PM
When the words flow, they be flooding like my DM's
Homebody, they be asking 'have you seen him?'
I just skip the party, turn a bar into per diem
Blank pages from the AM to the PM
When the words flow, they be flooding like my DM's
Homebody, they be asking 'have you seen him?'
I just skip the party, turn a bar into per diem
Lemme get this off here, bars from my
Jaws, ain't no pause, when I floss, boy I'm top tier
Been dope since I got here, woke like my clock jeered
Boy I slap a cop like Heather Locklear
And if they send me up, watch how God sneers
But put me front of judge, shedding croc tears
I'm just tryna give em cuts, talking saws, shears
got the handle, so Van Gogh with your lost ears
But sometimes, this shit be draggin' like some ankle weights
Gotta strain a calf to be a goat, I got my ankles laced
Kyrie with the dribble, never civil, highly noncommittal
Lightly with the scribble, bending syllables, how you solve the riddle
Often nibble, the pen amenable
To altered tempos, and awkward intervals
So plop ya limbs low, and watch a critic glow, I lead a flock of the cynical
And opt to send a blow... I bruise the mic, leave it indigo
Blank pages from the AM to the PM
When the words flow, they be flooding like my DM's
Homebody, they be asking 'have you seen him?'
I just skip the party, turn the bar into per diem
Blank pages from the AM to the PM
When the words flow, they be flooding like my DM's
Homebody, they be asking 'have you seen him?'
I just skip the party, turn the bar into per diem
Procrastination, permeating, every nascent statement
In application, with some basics, I be on the A-list
But planted Asics, security in obligations
Palpitations, obscurity in modulation
Man she said my eyes in conversation, often vacant
She surmised our lives are dreams deferred or ostentatious
I'm peeved, perturbed, and peek at her in confirmation
Lemme heed your words in consolation
As I pressure past the edge of my sleep
I breathe deep
Future fleeing through the gaps in my teeth (Gaps in my teeth)
If I could have it my way I would keep
My lungs closed til they explode from all my dreams
Into the pages they seep (Pages they seep)
My hand weaving like the pen is a sweep
Moving smooth through the infinite
Making way for more attainable deep (ttainable deep)
The final frontier ain't the stars or the sea
What's calling me is the white in the void
Of every piece of paper, I crease
At least as long as I can grasp it
Nowadays I'm asking
If I can just keep holding on to the path and (Path and...)
If not what would I do with myself when I'm past it (Past it...)
If not could I stand to face 'em who's coming after
If I stumble
Please let me rise on the grit of my tongue
Never mumble
I'll leave a piece of myself as a token
Showing I'm here in the moment
Putting my life in the words I trust
To express the man that I was
When my form is lost to the dust
Black°Adam

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