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Call me harder
Than a fucking metaphor, wanna be adored and surely endured
All the pieces
Put together, with love galore, scissors, rock and paper,

I'm just tryna vibe a little bit
Take five lines and slide a little bit
Riddle this tongue twister as I kiss her temple so gentle
Not to rock her

tell who's who just by simply telling
You can't get my real name, imma fucking felon
Call me ashxs hoe, and don't ask no questions
There's a pot of gold

where the demons'll walk
Your fear of the dark, paralyzing, feeling your heart 
Thumping to the beat of the drum, the meaning will come 
Made it by a long

In a place
Between the evergreens
Where I can find some sleep
And pour another drink
All by myself
Every day I'm falling down sideways
Stretch me out

gone downhill 

You were my rock until my heart bled 
It pains me now to think of you 
Lying in his bed 

I'm hanging on a single breath 
Stuck in

Tonight we're gonna launch a new revolution 
One that will rock n roll your senses
And you are my test pilots
Your gonna kiss the sun and taste

I work with less, success is just another trick
Now watch me while I work my magic
A life with no money is simply tragic
Gotta keep moving can't

can’t find the problem
Look how far I’ve fallen
I’m going to hit rock bottom
It bleeds into all I know
Recluse because of broken flow
It’s even hard

pussy boys ain't with the shits
I pull up and let them things blow
You know I stay high
But you can call me Lo
She like the way I flow
My wrist is

Moana and she's always in the sea
Like even the rock gets beaten by sheets

a test tube
Work, sleep and consume
Shoulder rubbing with buffoons
Worst you could do is to listen to em
Judging me when you don't know you
Sound like you

into a spiral
I do not choke on my shortcomings
Or thrash against the rocks carved by my own nightmares
Over there, my other self
Has learnt to float

a master
To a ghost type like it's trick or treat
Put you in a rock tomb
Yeah
Eternal sleep
I ain't got no rest mode
Forward movement bulldoze
Y'all got red

a brother
Now I just care less that's something I would self-discover
I left my fear right by the wayside the slave mind
Got a pay job riding the wave

damn coaches
(No coaches)
Remember them days we'll sleep on the floor me and P tryna come up with motion
She all on my body like tatts and lotion
Gotta

my sleep
You can get them but they not cheap
DKJ, Yung Judd, and Big T
You know that we got the keys
Started out with diner 
Man we came a long a way

at the punk rock house, and everything I own fits in this case from an old typewriter. 

Then she took my hand and she laid me down while our boots by the door

It's a Demo

Kool G Rap

Cold Chillin': Choice Cuts

2002

or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name of DJ Polo, see

It's a demo

I supply the data, he's the wheel operator
We're

Shit Is Real

Unlinked Artist

Well Connected

1999

Dope fiends loose they check, then flip like Martin 
Walkin' down the street butt naked and crack rocks sparkin' 
Startin' shit in front of my buildin'

too much noise... she can’t get no relief / Lay your pretty head down on the pillow dear... maybe you’ll finally sleep // (chorus) // Some of us deal

niggas
Hit my blue team, I might wash rinse and repeat on niggas
Rapping got me tired, that why I always sleep on niggas

I had to get back to the money

question is not a crime
I'd sleep more peacefully without a rock on my shoulders
Though I know only time will lift these burdens
Is it okay to spill this out

Everything that comes in Jesus' name ain't really Christian
Your thoughts are really spirits have discernment when you listen
Faith Comes by Hearing that's