starts at 0:15 LEAN LEAN LEAN LEAN/ MEAN MEAN MEAN MEAN/ GREEN GREEN GREEN GREEN/ SEEN SEEN SEEN SEEN/ hibachi Kakashi mulatti bugatti dumb litty to legit-y to quit-y for rizzy dissin drizzy comin at you like the wolf in the three little piggy's pullin out the crowbar then I'm hitting *yells*Gone!
Kalikidwestcoast seeing you there with another, giving your heart to another guy combined with my shyness and tongue-tiedness extracting and destroying my very vibe makes me wanna sigh, makes me wanna cry, makes me wanna die and re-arrive six months back in time interactions stump me, somethings stopping me, though i try am i incapable? or is this simply a product of the mind no papers were signed but i had you, you were forever mine and then i lost you, and there were no more options left in line i want to live life like i could die any second in the fire that is burning in my chest and bringing uncurable desire you see, the sitch ain't dire, i just dont know what to do if i made a move would anyone approve? i would probably lose and i can trace every problem back to you, the man you've sculpted with your good intentions is reaching new dimensions of unbearable tensions i doubt every move, every word i utter i get so goddam nervous that its more like i stutter and mutter maybe i should get drunk, just to get a little bolder maybe i should get high, just to look a little older maybe i should do neither, listen to that angel on my shoulder but she wont tell me what you wanna see, or how i could mold her just right, so things are tight and this heart is light and not full of fright and not losing sight of its full-fledged might, of its capacity for love and its capacity for life but thats life, you lose, you fall, even if i crawl at least im moving at all meanwhile your sprinting through life at olympic speeds and never once do you heed my needs, i bleed for people like you to feed my dreams of a connection of two souls, a link of love, a flight of the dove, a push or a shove because im frozen in place, i dont know what to do, and it all goes back to what you changed me into the man you changed me into, i want to break his face i want the old austin to come back and take his place i want my heart to stop pounding a million miles per hour i dont want to cower, i want to blossom a flower and send it to someone who can cure this sour and make this bitter into sweet, someone sweet who can look past the trembling lips and the shuffling feet if you have a whole lot of nothing to say, then talk away and i will listen to you forever just to make you stay because i dont know what to say my good intentions decay and stray away from their purpose to get me through the day and the day, heres how it goes: wake up, shower, think for the next hour how i will cure this sour get to school, heart starts bumpin, see her, think of somethin, open my mouth to say it, theres a whole lot of nothin chance number one, annihilated and done i dont mean to shun, the knot in my tongue just won i fight shyness a ton, but shyness has a gun that shoots the sun and makes me run from what im trying to chase, something to replace the empty space formerly filled by your angel face here it is, chance number two, i can see her eyes but theres the butterflies, my intentions are internally criticized and now shes walking by, i cant even say hi its enough to make a mute man sigh, and a dry man cry let me perform a test, i will direct these tears into an empty bottle drink them, taste the sour, think about my life for an hour cry again, drink again, until the sour overpowers my desire for a flower to be blossomed for me, yours truly, Austin Askew, let me ask you if youve ever had the sour distract and attract you into a lonely state of mind, a state goverened by time and influenced by the grind and unseeable signs handing out detours showing you where to look to find what you need to find every day is copied and mimed i wanna squeeze you till your lemon is limed i wanna leave the sour behind i wanna find a glorious life, the satisfiable kind where mutuality coexists with the raw of you and of i it seems to me this is all i can do play with words, put them together, get my message through i wish i had more eyes than this pair of two so i could look at this and know what to do what do i do when i feel like breaking through but im still unfamiliar to you and your crew nothing, i freeze, i go nowhere my body wont let me if i try to go there its so unfair, the burden that i must bear of knowing you dont care im pulling out my hair, its so rare that i wear my heart on my sleeve, but you better believe that you are able to weave the strings of my mind into knots kicking shadows in empty parking lots and living life like a robot day after day, mechanical breakdown, lets get to the shakedown and the core of this matter each day i get sadder as i watch my dreams shatter and my hopes splatter and my body of stress multiply and get fatter hopes pass you by, feelings die, brains fry, people sigh, my oh my, why oh why should i even try heres where heartbreak becomes a cliche phrase, it doesnt describe the way that i spend my days the feeling stays, but slowly new feelings begin to arise of anger, frustration and lust for the grand prize: your eyes slowly the ties that bind us will break, our connection will be fake, for gods sake, surgically remove my mind to remove the daydreamin remove my heart to remove the passion so teemin remove my mouth to remove the hopeless screamin remove my soul to remove these infected demons if you are lonely like me, put your hands in the air and pretend to the world that you dont even care
My baby my hitta my hittas Sware to god I'm saint I told him Imma die for my baby and my hittas I ain't playing no games If you want em No you like this shit my hitta That's why ya boy keep keep in it going Aye what you sippin on there my hitta Don't know but you know it you know it
Do what I got to do Failures no option we griddin no stopping us Head in the clouds with my feet on the ground They hatin and taking shots at us New kid in town but I’m running it now I swear y’all niggas tryna copy us Still with the best becoming the best ain’t no stopping us
high sky diving its that time stars start shining these mountains that climbing been in darkness for too long bout to start climbing conquer wine and shine like a diamond tribe of Judah roar like the Lion poetic art im redefining see me rhyming
dru aka TMade . how do u do this kinda a beat savant. post how u do this so we all take over the world with similiar beats then everybody b happy then...
Our year...... Say ian shit why u copy Jockin off me i see u watchin Bussas all sad tryna stop me Calm ina water ian flopping RICOs ina grass gotta stomp em Gun n a mask thats MOBbin Talk bout mine that a problem Say u a colonel u aint poppin Speakin my name ya pop em Mamas lil angel guess i fallen
The meaning of life? This is a war. Work day and night, but what is it for? No point in stopping, please help me Lord. Grim Reaper is knocking, don’t answer the door. All this shit’s been done to me. It turned me into what you see. My sin is Pride so stubbornly, I hate you very lovingly. I am a fighter, don’t you forget. With every fiber, with every breath. My future is cloudy, embracing it proudly. Fuck every person that ever would doubt me.
Who is this beat sold to I need to buy this asap ain't nobody song gone be hotter than mine's I wrote it already I bet any amount of money y'all won't regret it
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