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Saint Pious

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It smells like cigarette smoke
The current concrete is a joke
Sort of beat like my hope
Or heart anyways
It's hard to hear what I say
Lot of screeching heaps in the street for a week day
The heat stays
But I lays real low
Swing off behind the sun in chariot slow
Then slither like snakes in black like crows
Dipping off to do deliveries, different area codes

Off put, I'm off work, well beyond beat
But put off my off switch just to keep things neat
I repeat, time is money. You spended it on sleep
While I'm spending my extra Z's on shoes instead of sheep
Preach, it doesn't matter who it is I be
'Cause even men with fifty G's have worser days than me
But it sure feels better for tears to roll off of leather
Rather than choking, soaking on the stitch of my seat
Teach if your mouth's open, learn if it's shut
I thought I heard herds of men trying to do the opposite
What's up with the jump jiving hollering wails
While I'm doing my thing, trying to do sales?
No business like your own business. That's what they say
I was reciting that like it was something to pray
Out the door for some more, I had to be like May
Sprung in the car, popped the console, found some music to play
And my speakers broke!

Orphan Annie optimistic 'bout persistence, I keep my ways
Crooked as a crocodile, cuss throughout my days
Only phased by the moon. Could bring a mean monsoon
Dressed in all black, I'm all about Cash like June
Call soon, out of tunes. Tell me where we going to meet
Been dealing with delinquency, but not with defeat
Who you see is who you be and if you are what you eat
Then I'm a pussy, don't push me, probably land on my feet
So I gets back, back to work for these 'speaks
My bones creak as my boss speaks, "Hey, why so late?"
Gas station. Had to get that White Owl, white grape
But I can't tell him that, so I just lie to his face
Perdón, lo siento. Sorry I'm late
I had to stop to get gas, plus traffic sucks in this place
I'm never early 'cause I don't be having the time to waste
I keep a style so Shady that I can't be erased
The door's locked and double checked. There's no busting on me
And if you're fronting 'till Friday, I'mma charge you a fee
Only snowflake in the place checking the M-I-C
C-O-L-U-M-B-U-S, peace, that's where I'll be

You don't know? I'm from the home of the "Loko"
I keep a low-pro, behind brown ojos
Pass that piece, that's my ethos. Take two dose
Often speaking in prose
For pot they'll never lock me, only cuffs on my coat
Off put, I'm off work, I just can't sit
If the world's flipping on me then I'mma flip on it
Committed ten sins to make my dividends split
No window benefits in white neighborhoods 'cause loose lips
I quit my legit source of money, you know?
My eyes low, getting high and sipping merlot
Got a fast life living in a city that's slow
But I'm malleable like water and valuable like stone
Did lines, did crimes, and took shots of Patrón
All day I was thinking and getting into my zone
I was calling the people up and hitting them on the phone
Thinking in text. Thinking 'bout sex. Are these thoughts my own?
Kept it moving, kept it grooving. Not fearing the unknown
Now I work on my own. I'm really not no joke
'Cause I got some music for ya and my speakers ain't broke

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