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In a Pinto, nose on the window
We don't really know which way the wind blow
At the state fair won a stuffed reindeer
We don't really know why we

(Yeah, you look good)
Little black bowtie, jacket zipped halfway
The dirty white shoes with the tear from the griptape
Shouting stay here, I can take what

and its zipped tough
Mental not deserving, yea I'm swerving, ballin like Kyrie Irvin
Soul is searching, left me thristy, exposure slightly burning
Through

I have a dream? 
No! This is a nigthmare

Like a window 
Like a window
Like a window


Aberto para que se possa ver
Luketa vc está crazy
poema em

You looked me in my eye
Now I'm climbing in that window
(Window, in that in window) 
(In that window)
One look in that eye and I'm climbing in that

The beat get zipped in a body bag
Sign a deal 5k when I bought a tag
It was too much drip so I bought a rag
Ima grab these Bandz do the runnin man
Ima shoot

grinding
I been feeling lonely
Oh I wish I had a homie
Yeah this money keep me comfy
Staying zipped up in my puffy
Don't talk to nobody
I don't need nobody

I had the cover the flap
Staring out the window made me wonder where the days go
The roads running through my mind like Dej Loaf
Had me mixing encona

of the other me opened the window
When I went back to it after five of their turns and just saw my neighbor staring, judgemental
Shrug, cause I'm a ghost seer

around this bitch (gang)
These pussy niggas froze up (hang)
They only zipped one of us up
Left five his brothers with they toes up
Pussy nigga with all

It's been one hell of a ride
Depressing at times
The media's spreading the lies
We letting it slide
Nod our head and comply
It's stressing my mind

turned me to a soldier
Think 'bout my mama, feel I'm her best man but didn't get the notice
Hanging out that window with my left hand, tryna

so many kids
Riding their path to riches 
Closing coffin lids
Pushing up daisies 
I mean poppies
There's a war going on in these allies
Corrupt media

of war
I'm on life support
Ooouuu
I'm on life support
Smoke my problems off in a zip
I'm in my bag and it's zipped
Showed me they disloyal
You won't catch

to feel the atmosphere
And set my back here to the sun
Painting sound and pop goes the easel
We laughed and celebrated
In Stone Valley
Zipped up my vacuum

is right
I see no evil no Pontius plight
You had your chance now your mouth zipped up tight
When it turns out that your people not your people or your

comfortable
Living in a bunch a trash
Deep down
Wanna come back but the devil
Trying Keep your mouth shut
Zipped up Like a Fanny pack
Start it off right
Playin

get the poop to scoop, (poopdiscoop)
I ain't dissing on a goat, learn a wordplay
Instagram rap media all in third grade 
I been in my final form' since

the past like a bad fucking joke
They want me on media resting in choke
Do you know who I am bitch I'm fucking big smoke
Light up up wood or this heater I

I've been flying first class going coast to coast
Never been the type to brag never been the type to boast
Fuck social media you can catch me acting

this Swisher
Get a rush, fleeing the scene I got a feelin' that I zipped em
Fuck a broad statement Me spend broad day, push up with Drake
They playin'

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes

Television girl you can read my mind
I turn you on so that I can unwind
You’ve sold be on your beauty and your product line
See how my windows shine

me out with the sound of your voice instead of taking the time to read between The lines

Global media social hysteria
Global media social hysteria