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head case, put you in a box
that’s a dead sp_ce
red face, use you like a mop
b_tch that’s best case
bed frame, beat it till it rot
making legs shake
big cake, adding to the knot
not with the mistakes

where the h_ll you buster’s finding the time to be mad over sh_t so trivial
tripping, looking for something that ain’t there b_tch it’s pitiful
so you had a bad break when you hit the scene, i get it bro
but a bad break ain’t the end of the world, provided you listen to
the soul of the earth
we got more to understand then our capacity worth
knowledge ain’t free baby
trust you got to put in the work
but if you got the vision
you simply need to convert
ever heard of manifest destiny?
well being on your sh_t has it’s perks
when you steady procrastinating
i’m on ten and alert
i got the cheat codes hoe, and they all yours to rework
if you knock the hustle, the hustler liable to knock your ass to the dirt
watch how you move it’s easy for an insider to catch you stumbling on them words
it’s clear you ain’t bout that action, so why the f_ck is you speaking in verbs
you hoes never learn
i’m not talking dinner, when i say i got the biscuit
you hoes looking thinner, yeah that bus you must have missed it
eating like last supper, y’all look sour with the fish lips
all booty no sk!ll, like a dancer with no hip tricks
so i throw a couple one’s, hope you buy a razor for the wrist_est
deuce deuce to the poison, leader of resistance
don’t want to stumble on my way to the peak
of whatever the f_ck this is
what i’m after doesn’t even exist
at least that’s what they say, i’m not trying to reach the pinnacle
i’m trying to reach the wrist of the lawd, cut it
and drink for eternity
and live out beyond the myth that there’s some kind of meaning to all of this inconsistency
outside of everyday just trying to live
like i won’t drown in the depth of the lonely gray
(if satan’s real, you mother f_cker’s are in trouble)

they heard of the fleece farmer, the sheep barber
i urge them all to keep calmer, don’t alarm a
psychopath with a meat carver
i eat harder
blend them up and serve them as brew
a beef lager
what the f_ck are y’all idiots
why the h_ll you keep coming around my set with this insidious
fake bull sh_t, no b_tch
i am not into it
y’all couldn’t face the cold stare of death
i walk around like i’m inuit
this just a breeze on my pole
the magic never happened for me baby
we was to poor
every xmas, all i got up in my stocking was coal
so i shoved it up santa’s ass and showed him all that glitter ain’t gold
in school, teachers didn’t like me much
said that i was to bold, i just thought a little deeper off the sh_t that i rolled
i got a heart covered in char, and a grind that don’t fold
and any day now, my caskets f_cking set to implode
everyone want answers, but they ask the wrong questions so they reap no reward
you should take easier, take a breather
the reaper got you sowed
yeah i could sutch you up real quick
i just galvanized my sword

- midwest blackheart

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