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gracy hopkins – e04: his limit / his fall / quick, run!!! [0] كلمات اغاني

s04e04 1/3: his limit

part of my pelvis motionless
emotionless, just my hands moving
the mg-b wheel is too smooth and
i be speeding like the knight rider, how we end movies, little prost-tute
how you coming to me with this att-tude
how you bring me down when i’m reaching this alt-tude?
don’t wanna feel you like a mustard and pickles sandwich
run out of electrodes, it’s very unrelated to every type of electronics, woo
feeling like i’m free of every single chain
leaving the picture for reality getting out of a fictious frame, remove the tea bag cause the gl-ss empty, leave me hanging with the sensation of addiction, infectious pain
sh-t i feel like i’m becoming anxious d-mn
break every single skull that tryna stop my odyssey, i’m a traumatized n-gga, only thing i have left turning against me
and only reason i totally changed for is because of (live.)

-explosion-
trapped because of everything you’ve dreamed about….
the envy k!lled you…

-gun c-cking-
-tweaking radio-

2/3: his fall

[verse]
bad place at a bad time
all dark in the middle of the night
big flash, i became blind
rewind, i was all alone
all alone at a red stop
somebody came then knocked, asked for smoke, n-gga i don’t smoke, roll the window up, put his hand on it, window stopped but it ain’t blocked
threat alert, asked me for a dollar, then i reach to the glove box
wait ’till the n-gga isn’t lookin’, knock his face on the door like who the f-ck did you try to rob, he fell, start to scream like a b-tch, well
that ain’t my problem, push a pedal
my car reversed, weird gift
thought that when i tried to reach the glove box, i might have moved the gearshift
so the car stops, on some weird sh-t
i’m tryna start again, no juice, exclamation point, screaming then stop, i am done talking, and i count my words cause i feel like imma reach the last dot
an other n-gga comes from the shadow, walking fast like the time’s running
see my time’s coming, red stop still on, what will be the next stop?
i start to picture what heaven’s like, saying “thanks god” then i get shot, -double gunshot-

(i know you… i know you…)
(i know you… i know you…)

3/3: quick, run!!!

[unique verse]
waking up in an unknown universe, cursed
i can’t even feel my right leg truly, b-tt hurts
am i articulating enough? i don’t hear myself
what the f-ck just happened
i don’t know
heart monitor is singing
phone won’t stop ringing
i listen to the roof’s voice
best thing that i’m feeling
heart monitor is slowing down
phone won’t stop ringing
i listen to the man’s voice
rest in peace, stay chilling
i’m all drugged out
i can’t even speak properly
grizzly stick where the purple is
man i gotta escape
morphine in the vains
blood stain on the hands
more things in the brain
man i gotta escape
i need a percocet
i need a perc to set
i need a park to visit
i need a window to jump out of it
i need a car to land on
and i need to f-ck that nurse
i need to find a chair
i really need some air…
-harsh cough-

[dialogues]

little voice in grizzly’s head: one other step, just one more… one more, one more, watch out!

-door opening- the police is present, chasing the fugitive grizzly followed to get out of the fort-talisman hospital. but grizzly is tripping because of the morphine

grizzly: oh my god…
subconscious: yeah, i know, it’s painful
g: ouh that hurts…
s: okay get back to yourself, get back to yourself…
g: aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh…
s: nooooooooo, b, c…
g: -mimicking the police siren- one, two, one, two, one, two, one..
s: it’s okay, we’ll get you out of it right…
lvigh: i don’t know… that’s the fort-talisman, n0body survived to…
g: is it sweat or water?
lvigh: it’s getting hot in here right?
g: what was in this f-cking morphine?
s: okay something is happening, something is happening…

grizzly p-sses out. he finds himself in another dimension

g: okay, now where am i?
s: actually nowhere, you’ve just p-ssed out. wake up!

grizzly wakes up in the desert, in the middle of nowhere. he’s super confused

g: what… what is… what the f…

- gracy hopkins

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