Breaking away bigger pieces
Chipping away thicker chunks
Porky pig be popin' bacon
Heated when it's winter months
Keep them boys from 'round me long ain't no need for extended visits
When something is claimed for self it ain't nobody else's business
Just because I have mysteries don't mean that you gotta solve 'em
Eyes on yours cause mine's on mine; what's two plus two you for(four) them problems
Creepin' deeper in the dark where light is cited ripe in past
Reaming reaper in my heart, she gauging out the gouges last
(Years of therapy not included)
Circles cycles
Freddies Michaels
Betty's baking
Bakers bibles
Blotter babel-
-in' disciples
Fee fight fo' fun
Forties rifles
Pillow talk of speaking sheets & I'm too tucked I need to breathe
Got my munchies stolen from me; reaching for my Reese's piece
Bitch I know you got the candy; nigga's always poppin' rolls
Flappin' jacks on double stacks; I'm harder martian, slow your rove
Whenever you're reaching for me wonder where ya hands have been
Rookie jars with missing lids, permitted let a witness live
I'm a f*ckin' monster now
You won't ignore what you created
Gaze into my eyes and die
My coffin often, too, is vacant
Roll your trees back to the woods, my dragon spit that fire, whelp
Imma light a forest fire, ain't no liar tryina help
Whatever they sayin' to me's mixed with whispers in the breeze
Shit nobody pullin' up, I called 'em all, they lost the keys
I be tryina take my days and turn 'em to a couple weeks
Put them weeks inside a month & seek for one to bring me peace
Voices in my f*ckin' head don't shut the f*ck up leave me be
Why can't I just close my eyes and wake up from the fallacy
(WHY)
-Outro-
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Breaking away bigger pieces
Chipping away thicker chunks
Porky pig be popin' bacon
Heated when it's winter months
Keep them boys from 'round me long ain't no need for extended visits
When something is claimed for self it ain't nobody else's business
Just because I have mysteries don't mean that you gotta solve 'em
Eyes on yours cause mine's on mine; what's two plus two you for(four) them problems
Creepin' deeper in the dark where light is cited ripe in past
Reaming reaper in my heart, she gauging out the gouges last
(Years of therapy not included)
Circles cycles
Freddies Michaels
Betty's baking
Bakers bibles
Blotter babel-
-in' disciples
Fee fight fo' fun
Forties rifles
Pillow talk of speaking sheets & I'm too tucked I need to breathe
Got my munchies stolen from me; reaching for my Reese's piece
Bitch I know you got the candy; nigga's always poppin' rolls
Flappin' jacks on double stacks; I'm harder martian, slow your rove
Whenever you're reaching for me wonder where ya hands have been
Rookie jars with missing lids, permitted let a witness live
I'm a f*ckin' monster now
You won't ignore what you created
Gaze into my eyes and die
My coffin often, too, is vacant
Roll your trees back to the woods, my dragon spit that fire, whelp
Imma light a forest fire, ain't no liar tryina help
Whatever they sayin' to me's mixed with whispers in the breeze
Shit nobody pullin' up, I called 'em all, they lost the keys
I be tryina take my days and turn 'em to a couple weeks
Put them weeks inside a month & seek for one to bring me peace
Voices in my f*ckin' head don't shut the f*ck up leave me be
Why can't I just close my eyes and wake up from the fallacy
(WHY)
-Outro-
Chipping away thicker chunks
Porky pig be popin' bacon
Heated when it's winter months
Keep them boys from 'round me long ain't no need for extended visits
When something is claimed for self it ain't nobody else's business
Just because I have mysteries don't mean that you gotta solve 'em
Eyes on yours cause mine's on mine; what's two plus two you for(four) them problems
Creepin' deeper in the dark where light is cited ripe in past
Reaming reaper in my heart, she gauging out the gouges last
(Years of therapy not included)
Circles cycles
Freddies Michaels
Betty's baking
Bakers bibles
Blotter babel-
-in' disciples
Fee fight fo' fun
Forties rifles
Pillow talk of speaking sheets & I'm too tucked I need to breathe
Got my munchies stolen from me; reaching for my Reese's piece
Bitch I know you got the candy; nigga's always poppin' rolls
Flappin' jacks on double stacks; I'm harder martian, slow your rove
Whenever you're reaching for me wonder where ya hands have been
Rookie jars with missing lids, permitted let a witness live
I'm a f*ckin' monster now
You won't ignore what you created
Gaze into my eyes and die
My coffin often, too, is vacant
Roll your trees back to the woods, my dragon spit that fire, whelp
Imma light a forest fire, ain't no liar tryina help
Whatever they sayin' to me's mixed with whispers in the breeze
Shit nobody pullin' up, I called 'em all, they lost the keys
I be tryina take my days and turn 'em to a couple weeks
Put them weeks inside a month & seek for one to bring me peace
Voices in my f*ckin' head don't shut the f*ck up leave me be
Why can't I just close my eyes and wake up from the fallacy
(WHY)
-Outro-