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whose - vagabond كلمات الأغنية

[verse: whose]
open up the pack, i see it glisten
closing up the pack, i got commissions
my vices and my virtues cause a panic to my clan
a crises for the virgil’s not understanding my plan
i slog through the slush and mud to own it, not be owned
i’m grog through the husks of ones who told me i would fold
the tusks of boundaries and borders sit upon my wall
i clutch my pen as close as a worker clutches his saw
their ain’t an artist or a sound i can’t make better and invigorate
i see a style, emulate it, then begin the innovations
all that tail you’re chasing won’t amass to pleasant fragrance
i let them come to me, they’re attracted to the haste_less
i let them come to me, i adapt to what their taste is
i’m only hear to please, i’m versatile with these faces
i’ve gazed at those who sulk and sway to wreck the sorrowed lot
i’m born from men who’ve wrote and lied, the ones that time forgot
their confessions from my younger years made me craft my presence
consistent visions and decisions made me match my engine
i’ve written poems & sonnets since derelict detentions
i am the vagabond, with pots to p_ss in, any questions?
[verse: kapeesh]
teach me to love you like you love you, no forcies, formula subtle
form truer than north_face first into your bubble
i’m all for fair warnings
joint bank accounts, double team the struggle, feel me
the odds are stacked against the indie
i don’t read minds or speak midi just kitty
my cup runneth_over ’cause i’m busy
juggling my guises
when inspirations fickle as a light switch, still can’t describe a hybrid without hyphens
this license to ill is expired
no assembly required
i’m my own man crush hoe, that’s just how i’m wired
take em or leave em better than you found em
these days the chucks are half lunar too i’m super grounded
gemini moon bounding
it don’t matter who ’round him
vilify, swoon, whichever thy choose
i could care less, my world, my rules, my loose haikus
aye
vilify, swoon, whichever thy choose
i could care less, my world, my rules, my open wounds
have powered 10,000 hours of perfect blue
it ain’t the downers or the dow it’s self doubt that’s k!lling my mood, huh
complex dude, huh
good guys lose, huh, i know it
but i can’t act an ass on the gram for new fans yo i gotta be stoic
i’ll live tell the tale
no need to be heroic
women and children for themselves
‘ccause they’re better off for it
never once dreamt that i could fly, that power’s not important
tombstone reads, let cursive die and here lies a fortune

- whose

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