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jkl aka yllw. - different masks for different days [prod. fkj] freestyle* كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
on the embankment just counting down days
taking the toll roads, i’m begging for change
no compromise, i can’t hit my peak
clipping compressors, there’s always more to innovate
i’m indecisive
‘scept with my fruity slicer
take a sedative
til i set the pin and play til locks of the doors have come ajar
not intimidated by imitation
i’m indica burning thru insulation
up in your head room
causing situations
permanent fix, tattoo’d
l e d me thru the back rooms
all alone in my car, juke
a mason jar full of my flaws, loose
b_lls in my court, i can play til tomorrow
fingers are itching til fingertips sore
storing my sauce in my files, implode
blowing the bass thru top of your skull
brеaking down chops, then i’m chopping some more
alonе with some blood on my sword
i’m sick of just dragging my blade thru the snow
freeze in the maze til my mind is freed loose (kubrick!)
losing some sleep, my computer a ghost!
talk to me more!
talk to me bro!

break, and i’m beat
beat on my brakes til my engines asleep
death over sleep, over seeing my pride
pride is to close, im my enemies bride
envy in my elements eyes
five
yllw. my breath
not sulfur, i’m fine!

[verse 2]
different masks, different days
still kinda feel the same
stuck in a loop til i’m looping my tracks
stomp with my heels, i can never turn back
not dorothy, never go home
peter pan, way i float with my flows
i’ll float til i’m blown away
blowing off dust
turning my gears til the rust turns to gold
rose petals unfolding, flowering stories, untold
smelt some ideas, mine better, yours basic
helvetica, bold
yell til my esophagus melts to medusa
speak sophocles, spoken steps n contusions
vitriol, not contrarianism
hoping one day my lyrics convert to colloquialisms
bending my back til i’m over ridden by isms
spit!
do what i do for the love of the sport, i’m not jousting i’m bout it, i’m bringing it
fore!
forward my dance in the woods til my iron gets sore
words twisting anthropomorphic, i’m a lion, a tiger, a bill in a sports coat
diggs run the go, throw me the ball, im too open
yeah

[verse 3]
there’s no drama when swallowing dramamine
drown with me, dramas been following feet
i’m f_cked up, my brains been so fertile
inferno
i’m burning ideas up
i’m locked in
finding the right key for us
locked sins
seatbelts strap my chest so i can withhold reservation
steadying steps, all my words need deeper explanation
excavating
new worlds to prosper
terraformed tents in my mind turn affirmations to falters
exposing my flaws with a pen and a pad
i’m tender, like salt n earth
bittersweet growth
gyoza my lessons, wrapped up in my quotes
let it burn for too long and the pan sticks regrets
right into the pit of my stomach
i’ll spit it all out before it brings pumice
stone etched with scriptures of sword being sheathed for the winter
no longer i fall for the tricks
i’ll spring with the blade if humanity lacks
smoulder some more in the heat of my summertime
stacks of my vocals will ring evermore in between your eyes
[verse 3]
rough up the soil at the tips of my toes (growth)
spin in the sky
hope the moon holds close
step closer to doors as they close
cutting it close, iris
cutlery in hands, no dinner for spiders
electrons shocking my eye lids
webs in my toes, im swimming in silence
i’m swimming

[outro]
so come and take my palm
though i’d prefer if you came and placed your plasma in my arms
all my words getting written can be your personal psalms
i’m tryna tell u, thru the cracks in your crescent moved corneas
i crave your cosmic intervention
no picking me off
flowers will bloom regardless of interceptions

- jkl aka yllw

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