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Virtual verbal diarrhoea, time is near
I'm climbing shear, faces, spitting races, leaving no spaces, or traces
To vacant faces, in audio stasis, erases complacent, weak minds, with slick rhymes
That begin to take you places
So let me slip these syllables into your morning breakfast
Talking reckless, sitting spitting gripping rhymes
Until I'm falling breathless, walking senseless, no point of direction
In the mist, I've missed, the bliss, of this
But from battling demons, grappling reasons
To keep sane, it became, the time to invent this
Because words are all I've got, to stop, the thoughts, so I don't blot it out
I jot it down, to cop, the plot, to tie the knot, to the reapers plot
Of land, the sand, poured down the time glass, as time passed
I glide past, I rhymed fast, to forget, regret, from designed past
Bring me from the grave, to save, my soul, from damnation
Celebrating, elevating, from the macabre madness of self reflecting
While I weave these words, in perfect pretences, I'm stacking fences
Scribing synonyms to synergise with styled sentences
Four walls spark a panic, I've had it, hand it, to poets
Who brandish heavy souls but manage steady flows to bring bravado of bandits
Mad it, paralyses me, static, it's catalysing these depressive deteriorations
I'm dilated, denying and dying
Deluding delayed deliberate dematerialisations
I'm delegating, delightful deciding that its probably better
If I stay down here alone in the basement
People fear what they don't understand
But how can you love what you don't understand
Because from where I stand, I do not understand, my own mental situation
And the way I've laid my plans, constantly questioning every single thought
Thinking on the theory that everything is illusion
That you don't exist but the idea of me is proven
And in understanding this I'm inadvertently choosing
To accept the pointlessness of progress people and the planet
Even preaching the pointlessness of the point
But despite all this evidence I am deciding to digress back to delusion
That I have a destiny and purpose because the dreams keep me moving
Compassion and belief and brain incongruent
Because logic is the language in which my brain's always fluent
I've been abandoned, more times than demanded, I can't imagine, companions
The fact I can trust it is truly outstanding, my optimism expanded
On my feet I have landed, despite every friend group of mine
I've ever had has disbanded, and I'm not bitter no I'm just being candid
It's rather outlandish, constantly banished
From human comfort so long I've come to believe that lack of affection's n advantage
Calloused and damaged, I'm hungry I'm famished
No teachings, or preachings, with philosophical meanings
That grant a grand purpose to all this shit I've been feeling
So is it any surprise, I see angels rise, up from my idols's eyes
Through meaning in music, while not always lucid, it is therapeutic
When life leaves you clueless, the thespians theatre, and actors who use it
To become more than just human, these are my muses
In a cerebral fusion, with the phantoms inside of my head
Solitary

Two's on a draw that was Qwayback Qwayback
Pedalling piff no breaks man
Sunset smoke by the lakes and talking trips to the far east Asia
Me and bro gotta stack and light these papers
Barking up with the sweetest flavours
No covid flows got taste its QIF going top of the playlist
Look, I'm tryna make that double
If it aint gonna fill up your jeans or lift your soul,
It aint worth that trouble
Generation lacking in scope most man live life just stuck in a bubble (fuck sake)
Aim for the stars like Hubble
Can't wait for the light at the end of the tunnel
get up and hustle
Two's on a draw that was Qwayback Qwayback
PO town where the skates at
on track come white and hard like flake packs
ha, the locals gon' rate that
Came late catalysing the prosper
Call me the next gen Adam Le Fondre
Indian hash I light one and Kofta
Last was a hit and this one is stonker
Gotta pattern the plan
I tell them that one way is up and I do what I want nah I do what I can
Neverland like the package in Dam
Never land like I'm flying away
Not stuck on a common mistake
The actions you take are the choices you make
So don't try to eat and not work for the plate nah
Make my grasses greener,
Kick back with a zoot and FIFA,
'nuff time is a spiritual healer
Pyrite gem tucked under her t-shirt
Huh lemme test my luck
Coming from berks tryna make them bucks
Them wasteman there couldn't be like us, elevate bill grade on the 13 bus
(switch)
Me and bro bro moving in slow mo'
Four zoot deep in a 1.4 polo
Jump on beats and I've found my mojo
Sweet with raps that's nothing like Rolo
Man are in a lyrical chokehold
Punchlines send your head west that's soho
Need four wings chicken and chips so I spud Bosman when I roll through Coco's
This hunger come morbid
Stoosh vibes man never can force it
Got a real one sweet and gorgeous
Now I need ice and cream cart dor'ish
Let the bars and mix land flawless
Running that track could never come cautious
Nah I ain't into the talking
Man'll move ghost on a +44 ting
Like that and I'm gone
Find peace with my g's on sea's when lighting a spliff or writing a song
Mount Fawcett packs coming in Wong
Life's short best bill it up tonk
Might have lost my head for a sec last year now man best know what I'm on
Straight to the top watch
Two's on a draw that was Qwayback
now I drop another riddim and they rate that
I'm a king let me rock this mic like Elvis loving that green in Graceland
For the bag, gotta chase that
Plans, gotta make that,
Wanna make stacks best start with change,
Raw blacks get blazed,
Through grams of haze,
prosper, create, cant stay in one place (nah)
Cuz me and them go Qwayback
Pedalling piff no breaks and
Sometimes yeah life's great
When down gotta take it back to the lakes man
Since qway when I stacked and sparked those papers
Barking it up with the sweetest flavours
No Covid flows got taste
That's QIF going top of your playlist
(Since Qwayback Qwayback
Since Qwayback Qwayback
Since Qwayback)