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plainspoke - coming around كلمات الأغنية

coming around, spitting it out, making it sound heavy
live in the now, fearing the doubt, cuz they’re out to get me
gimme an ounce, gimme a pound, gimme a wound that’s flesh deep
i’m coming around, spitting it out, making it sound heavy

fee-fi, i sit next
to levi, his thick head
don’t realize i be next
me, i
gonna fire myself, feed the rejects
then eject to the east-west
for a little while while i reset
i read text
as it flies by my window let it be said
i’d be dead if it weren’t for the work of the beat gen
if it weren’t for the worst of reasons
i feast in this beating
the beats give me feeling
meaning i don’t mind
but i’m reading the fault lines
you’re feeding, i’m eating
my plain clothes are cheap
and my plainspoken speech
has been given reprieve

i sleep in a room with miss bo peep
i sleep in a room but get no sleep
i sleep in a room, its gitmo sleep
i get mo’ sleep with my eyes awake

listen to the bible, they
be idols on their idle days
he buys a lock and locks away
the visine bottles he buys of late

he buys the lotto and wine, while we wait
for the numbers to come and put food on our plates
when the numbers do come we buy booze at the bank
ruin our name with a room at the clank

who will wait for the gloom in the tank
to liven the spirits of those losing their length
i have a serum, you have a truth
if i speak it in the booth who do you thank

what is innate and what do we waste
how do we pay for the things that we take
how do we date, when time’s a fake
bottle the days and bury them deep

watch the light and count the sheep
as he walks by, sound asleep
mouthing to the morning, these
fountain-tipped, founded this

sit at the corner of here and meek
timid, i be idled with my mind two steps ahead of i don’t
buy those / excuses, i’m an idol of the useless
my time is spent, let’s use it
get high on the feeling that you only need a two-bit
thinking that i’m truest, but lying through and through and
flying like i’m tuned to the beat that i’m producing
you ever think that everything is bullsh-t?

- plainspoke

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