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mox lotus - 10 months later كلمات أغنية

[verse: curtismith]
yeah, i swear that this is where most dreams are made of
house by the cliffs like my next door neighbor was bernie madoff
“now most these kids are just reapin’ off what was sown
from prior generations,” my tito says on the phone, huh
i’d tell you more but i’d be breachin’ on the non_disclosure
i drive the boat and the gps instruments are sonar
the power source of all the electrical solar
i’m seein’ more that i’m sober, pleasе give me back my controller, dog
don’t ask mе questions about an income statement unless there’s a previous arrangement
every fiscal year, the pnl is so abrasive
i’m with the sharks like a dolphin in the conversation
this ain’t a confrontation, it’s a ted talk
kid, have you seen mine? 22 years old, made his first million
he would see signs, speak his mind then the monster swallowed him up
well, he’s back now
fought his way out the darkness, the true workings of an artist
out here with a versatile harvest
you might see me golf in slippers and a t_shirt
my private office lookin’ nicer than a wework
’cause i’m equivalent to eight workhorses
imported first_world can afford a chip
straight to your doorstep over night if it’s really important
and as long as we keep it professional, i swear i’m on it baby
yeah, yeah, i spit that punta fuego flow
heated, enlargin’ the mind, yeah
hoy puta, conyo, may halo siya ng lahing espanya
a negosyante na pogi at elegante, wala masyadong masabi
palaging nagpapamasahe ang grabe
i like the stogie, a spliff, no more liquor in my system and my nose no longer drips
i been holdin’ onto my snippets of my sanity
quarter tabs of acid had me traveling the galaxy
i’m straight flipping, ones, tens, to millions
concepts for aliens, come test the vision like
no abuses of cheap labor, lying jedi better fitted as darth vader i’m smoking higher than a red eye
shine like rosetta, hard times that are darker than my lola’s novelas
please no barrettas, tabloids, or showbiz
keep cash the coldest, weak hands for scrolling
keep raps decoded, uh, yeah
so let me chisel it down, i’m leonardo making movies when i’m painting the sound
just sit on the couch, think about it, figure it out
thought your boy was dead and gone, surprised, i’m still in the house
i’m bringing it down, i rest my head up on the devil’s shoulder
we speak at night, i can’t remember all the things i’ve told her
sometimes, i hold her as the tears fall on my naked body
finish sloppy, dial triple_six until they wish to call me
i hear my angels are still waiting for my text
they know i’m ghostin’ but they’re hopin’ my clarity comes back
through the grapevine, workin’ on the same time
singing all the poems from the songs that might connect me back to the great minds

- mox lotus

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