Used to leave home days at a time just to find peace. Never found much till the lines found me, sold dimes for the lease; nothing more than a small town two bit new shit each week, still had an empty fridge, atop that a brand new habit had to feed. Barely sixteen and, rarely found means to contend with my own inner conflict. Eventually, I became my own convict; scratching hash marks in my mindset. Lucky not dead yet, steady flip pages through to progress till I regress one bump at a time then reset the process. Fuck this.
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Ufos full of aliens But took me instead I just wanna work and get this money Till I'm gone and dead What's a little happiness With no bread I just wanna sit up there with the best Never work behind a desk No sleep Writing on my chest In blood That be the ink that spill on my hands I'm not taking a chance Roll around in van Uhh real shady Nothing to say To the people that hate me Can't wait till I have fans People that scream when they chase me Writing these lyrics When my minds feelings spacious I'm so close I can just taste it Exactly the face When I ask if they hating Switching the flow Switching all of the bases Now face it I wear a suit when I borrow the cases catching up I'm creeping like Jason I got no sword But this bible might hit you it split you
