BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- I paint these psychoactive concepts on this canvas
- to the sound of graphite scratches with acidic semantics,
- catchin panic attacks, my hourglass is inactive
- time is standin an im scramblin to beat traffic to the manic side of magic,
- im gamblin,
- throwin dice for advice
- prayin to the black an whites hopin they land right
- coastin through land mines,
- Postin in my spare time,
- my lawyers on standby so worries I can't find,
- out of sight out of mind,
- rainy days on display, find your way to the place that takes all the pain away
- we are trapped behind the bars of our minds design poetically defined as confined are we blind?
- my chains decayed and i became a man awake by mistake,
- drug intake and altered states empowered fate to recreate
- the neural networks every sector
- just remember your an expert
- new endeavors different pleasures
- drastic measures something better
- im soldering the circuits of my central nervous system,
- all these heavy substances alleviate the symptoms,
- im a simple surgeon purging sermons with bourbon,
- still swerving im learning im no longer a person,
- *hook x2
- Emphasis on empty skies the emptiness consents demise,
- Mentalist you'll be surprised I'm venomous when I spit lines,
- Take your focus off of the sound of the instrumental,
- Direct your attention to the rhythm of the pencil,
- Im a word smith lyrics flow like cursive better call the nurses its websters fuckin circus
- Worthless,
- servin dishes,
- got a whole handful of disses lines an mindfucks enlisted,
- to get your mind fuckin twisted,
- face it, your nameless,
- the lamest rap fame kid, your playlist got 8 hits to date..
- almost famous.
- I talk so insane this whole game is so basic,
- becoming impatient with the learning curve I'm placing
- I play hip hop scotch, you ring around the rosie,
- slowly imploding with the seeds I am imposing,
- you can catch me disposing of shitty crotch rocket rhymes,
- I'm waitin in line for something truly divine to happen,
- makin distractions out of habits,
- isaster waitin to happen,
- leavin pig latin passion on every waitresses napkin,
- gettin awkward glances at high school dances,
- from the chaperones for showin up alone
- cause I'm twenty four an stoned an won't leave the girls alone,
- telling every single one
- 'I'm a poet your my inspiration
- my songs come to me in dreams
- would you believe I've seen your face in the deleted scenes?'
- they cream in their jeans over lines like these
- with there eyes beggin please spit some more lies at me,
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