Yo-yo
• Written by Aristhoughtle
I can barely keep my Eyes Open,
From the xanax I took 5 Doses,
Now My Mind's Floatin, and I'm Ghostin,
I'm driftin off like cars, black Lines Smokin,
Don't know what race I'm in I'm Only Focused,
On this Lonely Chorus, Hoarding Tokens,
Collectin em all call it Tokenism,
killed the game now the Top of the Totem's Missin,
The fall of Power in Battle, and the Tower of Babel my Hope's Addicted,
I sit within the fire so I don't leave No Kitchen,
That's where I chop words and burn or Roast Victims,
I don't care whatever they say "Fuck The Whole Sy#stem"
I aint #disturbed I'm just #down #with #the #Sickness,
The wicked enrichment, nourishin to the soul but quick with eviction,
Lit without Friction we snapped the day we Picked This,
When we put down our name into Commitment,
And the contract don't end til we Win or Finish,
Til we find the top or Swim With Fishes,
Because these sharks make you sleep til your Thin These Pricks Must,
Give us a minute to Pick This Bud, but it aint no #Stick #Up
These cops, ready with their #Sticks #Up,
Usin gear that was bought with Public Funds,
I can barely keep my eyes open, the Unjust Won
Gods dying from bullets and we've Just Begun,
Celtic Revival, Crushin "Thugs"
A Hellish Survival and we didn't Clutch No Guns
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Aristhoughtle
Member since December 25 2014