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Pen Pals
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Blue
Sometimes I feel like I'm livin life in City 17 Fall asleep and see blackness, these obsidian dreams Sick of the people pitying me, sure she's pretty in pink But probably prettier with an opinion, whattaya think? I hope you agree, she gotta have more brains than just Chokin on d, so pale I'm soakin in bleach And I feel the feeling of defeat is fleeting but I need it, it's key To feel successes I reach, the pressure's building I'm restless, need sleep, my mind keep running Give me a second to breathe On second thought, pick the pace up Y'all spit the same stuff I wanna be ahead of the curve, a major change up I came here ready to work Sever your nerves from your brain, promise it's painless Picasso couldn't paint a better picture I'm not famous but I will be, you don't feel me? Take a step closer, the winds'll knock on your back Stay on top of your tower, I'm at the bottom with an axe
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Rapswell: I'm feelin blue like the ox of Paul Bunyan I gots the jaw runnin, now the props are all comin Cuz I got these fools lookin like they chopped a raw onion My commentary's so cunning, flow's stunning 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Cynic: It's a rainy Monday morning and I'm feelin so blue Take the day off: Me, myself, & I with cold brew There's a mystery to life but I'm left with no clues Tryin to find my soul, help me fill up these old shoes
Rapswell: Now it's time to build with the skills my accomplice Put down the pen and spill my subconscious on this, And music's the outlet Wear my heart on my sleeve like it's part of the outfit Tryna tell you how I really feel about shit Which isn't very easy to do usin the alphabet This composition is for those that doubt me A natural born writer like Hank Bukowski Or Kurt Vonnegut, yeah I'ma get literary The way I baffle emcees on the regular's a little scary I spit a paragraph out like a loose toof It shoots through the room, then we gotta new tune Deeper than the sound of a bassoon when I flow god Yo I'm comin like Omar, you know I'll go far My words travel across the globe like a postcard Conduct myself like Mozart for the most part
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