More coffee and more nicotine
Vomit, now I need listerine
Calm my nerves, I'm listening
To words you poured to shift the scene
I'm quick to see
The truth in what I'm doing to myself
Can't resist the urge
A fiend, I don't need no one's fucking help
Tongue tied on the wrong side
Everything I lust dies
Dumb pride becomes my prey
Sunrise
Up until the sunset fades
I can't ever let go of my gung ho ways
Hum flows
Mumbling with hunger, fun time fades
Run time, face the music
When it comes time, race
One time for the motherfuckers
Stung by hate
One eye on the money
One eye on the snakes
On the come up
But I'm focused on the downsides
Jawlines cross lines like a fuckin' pound sign
I was down 40, now I'm up 50
Playing like I'm down 5
So don't fuck with me in my downtime
Bitch, so bizarre
A far cry from The Pharcyde
Running bars until I double up my archive
Rhymes get a dark vibe
Under harsh lights
So, my heart cries
For the day, everyone's heartless
Searching for better things
Maybe that shit is far fetched
Pulling my heart strings till the guitar wept
Headstrong, while my drive is like car theft
Bars fleshed out
Bitch, I spit it
Never left the image of your spirit
As it pivots towards hittin'
No matter how much I get done
I'll never feel like I'm finishe
D or relinquished
Fresh thoughts hit my brain till diminished
Stray from dismissing all the pain
There's no quitting
Vomit, now I need listerine
Calm my nerves, I'm listening
To words you poured to shift the scene
I'm quick to see
The truth in what I'm doing to myself
Can't resist the urge
A fiend, I don't need no one's fucking help
Tongue tied on the wrong side
Everything I lust dies
Dumb pride becomes my prey
Sunrise
Up until the sunset fades
I can't ever let go of my gung ho ways
Hum flows
Mumbling with hunger, fun time fades
Run time, face the music
When it comes time, race
One time for the motherfuckers
Stung by hate
One eye on the money
One eye on the snakes
On the come up
But I'm focused on the downsides
Jawlines cross lines like a fuckin' pound sign
I was down 40, now I'm up 50
Playing like I'm down 5
So don't fuck with me in my downtime
Bitch, so bizarre
A far cry from The Pharcyde
Running bars until I double up my archive
Rhymes get a dark vibe
Under harsh lights
So, my heart cries
For the day, everyone's heartless
Searching for better things
Maybe that shit is far fetched
Pulling my heart strings till the guitar wept
Headstrong, while my drive is like car theft
Bars fleshed out
Bitch, I spit it
Never left the image of your spirit
As it pivots towards hittin'
No matter how much I get done
I'll never feel like I'm finishe
D or relinquished
Fresh thoughts hit my brain till diminished
Stray from dismissing all the pain
There's no quitting
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