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Kindlewood / Butane / Spark
by Jeremy Limpright
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Yeah whatcha wanna play
Whatcha wanna do
Whatcha tryna say
Who the fuck is you
Who the fuck is we
Who the fuck am I
What the fuck's the world
We just born to die
We born to live
Yeah we born to crush
Are we meant to demolish?
Are we meant to stunt?
Yeah I'm meant abolish
While you meant to grunt
Yeah I'm meant to astonish
And we meant to trust
But we don't
Damn
It's a damn shame
What people around do for fame
What people do to blame their surroundings
It's astounding
People go out their way just to play others
Like monopoly
But sloppily
Thank god, so we all can see
Foggily, sadly (shit)
Seem we all praise is
False idols
False titles
Our rivals
Our survival
Is scarse
Our disciples
Are farce
Our desires
Are sharp
Fire, sticks, matches
A palace
Long legs, cute smile
She stylish
Grass, bush, shrubs
Yeah, foliage
Stern, firm, stubborn
Napoleon
Rock, roots, puddles
Yeah, landslide
Shot once, no miss
Yeah, he died
Speedometer zero, gas empty
You serious?
Scriptures, spirits, voices
It's mysterious
Spark, light, fire
Yeah, he pyro
Late night, choke someone out
Spyro
Bruised, cut, bitter and burned
Rock bottom
Next day, M16
Yeah, he shot 'em
Life low, cracks in pavement
Curb biting
Hit a quicky for 5
Made it off cock fighting
Magazines, private tabs
Looking at explicit
You can see it in the twitch in his leg
You wouldn't miss it
Family, people, eyes and stares
Stress talking
Hair pulling, teeth wiggle
He's loose mess walking
Crubble, rubble, fallen
Demolished
Fresh, ready to go
Repolished
Collapse, killing, fallen
Our victims
Hurt, lost and
Wandering our system
Cough, blood we're leaking
Respiratory
Need a drink and a smoke to finish the story
Life, death, beauty
What's the meaning?
Grass, trees
And the sun that's beaming
Argue, commit and do
Hypocrite
Angry, yelling, fighting
Had a fit
Time, balance, 24 hours
How he schedule
Murder, fighting, selling
He endevils
Torture, talking
Questioning ethics
Knuckles bruised
Nothing to mess with
Politics, people and convos
Bore me
Fin, done, complete
End of story
Yeah whatcha wanna play
Whatcha wanna do
Whatcha tryna say
Who the fuck is you
Who the fuck is we
Who the fuck am I
What the fuck's the world
We just born to die
We born to live
Yeah we born to crush
Are we meant to demolish?
Are we meant to stunt?
Yeah I'm meant abolish
While you meant to grunt
Yeah I'm meant to astonish
And we meant to trust
But we don't
Damn
It's a damn shame
What people around do for fame
What people do to blame their surroundings
It's astounding
People go out their way just to play others
Like monopoly
But sloppily
Thank god, so we all can see
Foggily, sadly (shit)
Seem we all praise is
False idols
False titles
Our rivals
Our survival
Is scarse
Our disciples
Are farce
Our desires
Are sharp
Fire, sticks, matches
A palace
Long legs, cute smile
She stylish
Grass, bush, shrubs
Yeah, foliage
Stern, firm, stubborn
Napoleon
Rock, roots, puddles
Yeah, landslide
Shot once, no miss
Yeah, he died
Speedometer zero, gas empty
You serious?
Scriptures, spirits, voices
It's mysterious
Spark, light, fire
Yeah, he pyro
Late night, choke someone out
Spyro
Bruised, cut, bitter and burned
Rock bottom
Next day, M16
Yeah, he shot 'em
Life low, cracks in pavement
Curb biting
Hit a quicky for 5
Made it off cock fighting
Magazines, private tabs
Looking at explicit
You can see it in the twitch in his leg
You wouldn't miss it
Family, people, eyes and stares
Stress talking
Hair pulling, teeth wiggle
He's loose mess walking
Crubble, rubble, fallen
Demolished
Fresh, ready to go
Repolished
Collapse, killing, fallen
Our victims
Hurt, lost and
Wandering our system
Cough, blood we're leaking
Respiratory
Need a drink and a smoke to finish the story
Life, death, beauty
What's the meaning?
Grass, trees
And the sun that's beaming
Argue, commit and do
Hypocrite
Angry, yelling, fighting
Had a fit
Time, balance, 24 hours
How he schedule
Murder, fighting, selling
He endevils
Torture, talking
Questioning ethics
Knuckles bruised
Nothing to mess with
Politics, people and convos
Bore me
Fin, done, complete
End of story