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I Promise Never to Get Paint on My Glasses Again, Pt. 1

cLOUDDEAD

cLOUDDEAD

non-coincidence brought about by 
living and doubting nothing special. 
we need a real war, give me a field, a field day 
and i only have time for explosions.

just want me around
I see
how it could be
Can I convince you to turn around
I believe
You are blinded to me
By that damn screen
Can I convince you

I like dead life this murder living
Giving wicked to the music that we listen
All day all night turn it up dead wake
By the bloody moonlight i like

understand the feelings that i feel
This shit is so real
Ready to take pills
Don’t deserve to live no more, what the fuck is on my deal?
Imagine living life

to the brothers

Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane. 

By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They

a real nigga that's an honor

Niggas don't live by the g code, we know
Claiming real nigga but he cold
Like the sea slope charge it to the game
But you

been, It's been a day, man[01:28.38]I hit you in the face with my fist, Rayman[01:30.34]I got a couple rocks up on my chain, caveman[01:32.40]If there's

it's been a long day
And I got a lot to say
I'm just tryna find my way home
Back to the blankets and the wine by the fire
While we talk about our

feeling low
We get along most days
Told you everything that you needed to know
The feeling goes both ways
You make me high when I’m feeling low
We get along

feeling alone
Life comes at you fast boy
One day you're young and the next you're gone
I said, life comes at you fast boy
One day you're rich and the next

bank take little bank
Day ones
This verse is for my fan's, that have been there from the start
If I was to write a book about my art
I would have

Thank God that I'm Gifted, He keeps my soul lifted
This blunt got me lifted, feel like I'm awake, I can see the vision
No Red but I'm feeling so

Read it
Reading
Call me tarot
Feeling gold
No Karot
50 cal
No Barrett
You give me somethin' to stare at
Lovely art
I could stare at you
For hours without

My Burnin' Heart

2Pac

Legends

1997

eye contact and I can't hold back
I try to shake it but the feeling comes right back
What have I gotten into, I feel possesed by you
I have these

wanna fuck nigga, fuck it

Diamonds in my watch, I got 5 spots
Bend lil mama over and she
Said I hit her spot
Hollows in my Glock, extra 30 shots
She ask

the back
Watching your moves, im breaking the law, writing new rules, improving the art
The art of the hustle, need brain and some muscle, fussing with folk

loosing patience
Yeah Fights leads into conversations
We are surrounded by inspiration
Cheah
And I'm feeling abit lazy
Locked up in my mind
Paul Kelly who's

Ay
We on some new classic shit, yadigg
Yessuh
Ay
I wrote this 5 days after droppin' Child of the Bling Era
Got folk goin' crazy off Yessuh
25 lighters

(Yu nɔ de tɔk bɔt natin)
You ain't talkin' 'bout 


We've been talking and talking for many hours 
I'm getting faded and faded by every minute 
30

Cash so heavy Ben broke the bank,
Schooled boys looking like Q-tips ay
My tribe on a quest called moving up the ranks
We spit hot filets all day

to rainy days
Look granny we made a way
Turn around Kobe fade away
Roxy 30 cocaine on me
Popping bottles like KOD
24's on the 803
Nothing I do is regular

]The sun came up, every day go by,[00:25.86]Day by day, I just take my time,[00:27.44]That's just how I live my life,[00:28.84]They could never make her

Hitting 90 on a 30 down the freeway
I be moving still in silence like the streets the made me
Day or night I never sleep been chasing dreams lately
Been

Feeling good enough for perfect to come and fuck me
I limit insecurity, by blurring the inside of me
By smoking on designer weed
By smoking out of anything,