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Walk Through My Door

Sitting on my hotel bed
Pay per view running through my head
Foreign film called “missing you”
Based on a story that's true

I don't want to be alive or dead
I want to be asleep in my bed
In a never-ending dream instead
The shouts and screams in my head
Hidden emotions

You want explanations
Something to lean up against
A big display to make the fight worthwhile
A fixed point in the distance
Where we can lay this all

insecurities
Mind constraints incessantly
Deluging into mania
Fixed cold euphoria
Now we've peered in phobia
Likeminded false utopia

Dictated and coerced
Become

Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm

If you my nigga you my nigga then, twin
Thick or thin, I was a kid when my brother went in
Now your lil' brudda

Winding up again
Fast forward to the end

You're running through my mind again
Your wretchedness spreads me so thin
I let you kiss me off the bed
I spill

suits that come made to measure
I drew the thin line between love and hate
Double date, what you drinkin'? Let me cut the games
Backstab a man, I'd

Blank Tapes

A thin film of sweat and I'm coughing up blue paste
Bouquets start to bloom out the suitcase
Hacking up oil on the ground 
Innards uncoil out

wrap the scene in Blank Tapes

A thin film of sweat and I'm coughing up blue paste
Bouqets start to bloom out the suitcase
Hacking up oil on the ground

The cancer that kills you
I suffocate
Watch your life wither
As its ripped away
The line between sick and safe is razor thin
You've taken all

So... this is my place. It's pretty cozy
Over there is my kitchen... yeah, and then right over here is my bed
Sorry that it's a bit messy, you know I

got the codeine, yeah I mix it in the soda
Imma drink the lean, till I'm fixed or in a coma
Imma fuck a thot, I don't care if she got rona
Imma film us

due
Shoot more shots then a ESPN film crew
The clip length almost a Shaquille shoe
This the real zoo
You gotta watch ya back the second a nigga front

It was seemingly just a notice a joke still
Referring to that subpar maritime film (Dream a better dream)
Doing my work as you did yours
Time passed

noise

We're adults
(The grown ups are talking)
And we can do what we want

Living in the middle
Of a David Lynch film
The world spins around
And I pass

splurge
I got options to bop
I splurge
I got options to bop
A blunt of thin mint
And the sherb
L'oreal
On my boxers and shirt
She just single
Tonight so it

to be
Like you just fixed mе up and
Then shot me in the knee
Thе day is Good Friday
Boutta watch a film in fact
But then I got a text
Asking me to play

as hell
How could a nigga not adore her?
Me and baby don't need a bed
I could floor her
We done been through thick and thin and now it's order
Look at this

sold me boof and we had static
Where the real drugs at? I'm up now, you can tax me
Feel like Basil with a bezel, Mr Powers not too shabby
Shawty films

dream's guilt nap
Exclusively in the casket, still latched and nailed
Autobiography misconstrued as a fan fic film, produced by a sensationalist
I just

Most times I want to reel my every thread
Curl a little longer on my bed
Tell the world it's over with this film please
Don't wake me if its not get

earned done fall in my lap
Better views
When I take a step back
And I lie in my bed
And think about the chat like
"Do they care? Or was it all cap?"
Double

to push this far
Opened that bonnet and I fixed that car 
Took a L cause I chased a head start 
Now I'm back pacing like it's bed wars 
I be I be making

i wish i'd never told the doctors i'm a speed freak
cause i aint made it out my bed in three weeks
the trazodone's delightful however i'm highly