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On Air
- Gold mines.
- On that cold vibe,
- telling you a story that’s told like,
- it’s heaven and it’s glory but it’s more like,
- in hell and it is gory and it’s sore blind.
- Better than be holy, metamorph like
- a serpent that is buried in my soul mind,
- I know life.
- Sold souls solely for the so so life,
- that’s a metaphor for what is edible, unethical, forever so
- soldered to grabbing fours and ending bro’s and letting those correctional
- soldiers roll you over. Soldiers roll you over. Soldiers Roll you over.
- Polls takes owner ship
- for the whole of your owning shit
- and it’s told ov’n’over bitch,
- never mold from molding lips
- ignore and ignore it kid,
- I know what ignorance is,
- I’m more than the foreignness,
- above the hate and love that states
- am more than the whores on my floor
- and amoring the pouring of golden bliss,
- more than the broken of doors
- and then soar o’ the poor and rich;
- Now tour for the horoscopes for the Taurus’s, Leo’s, Cancers,
- Gemini’s, answers for what is fore in my forwardness,
- future is floored for the fortunate,
- in the fast lane but for poor is just slowing steps.
- Chug and hurl, light a spliff.
- Fuck this world, life’s a bitch.
- Life’s a bitch and I’m fucking her,
- fucking her and she’s liking it.
- Giving me head –that’s enlightenment.
- Killing me dead, that’s the price of it.
- Why do you only listen to the words that I speak
- and my wisdom when you’re hurt in defeat?
- Defeated by what is given in this world and it’s screams
- that’s the birds and the bees never served you it seems,
- when you tear up in your mirth and your seams.
- Water works causing bursts a lot of hotter thirsts
- when tear ducts clear up the dirt on your cheeks,
- the worst of your grief. I said ‘Don’t, homie, please’;
- when I gave the advice, trying to save you a night
- of tears that’ll fall and I hate when we fight, you just hate when I’m right.
- To steer you from all states of the mind that’s weight will win wise,
- and no Budweiser than your pain, you think it’s a place to despise
- but it’s your fault to fall into then call for God’s Sake to be wide.
- Choices rejoice when
- the voice’s words annoyed when heard are enjoyed observed
- but are anointed to be poisoned when the points aren’t served,
- girls and boys are in hurt, and destroyed with my mirth,
- annoyed you can’t learn.
- Chug and hurl, light a spliff.
- Fuck this world, life’s a bitch.
- Life’s a bitch and I’m fucking her,
- fucking her and she’s liking it.
- Giving me head –that’s enlightenment.
- Killing me dead, that’s the price of it.
- Price of this is the type of bliss
- that’s sending me lead and I’m biting it,
- end up writing it literally man
- that’s the height of it and I’m high off it.
- On air, impaired,
- unfair, I care,
- up here, appear,
- ensnared, with flares,
- then scare, all fears,
- a way, I dare,
- to fly, to die,
- tonight. That clear?
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