[Verse]
Real shit, I was dealing conquest
Convoluted thoughts
Consuming time ion get involved
Ion feel resolved
Just because it was hidden never meant it was far
I walk wit a grand interest
Entrails in a bag the pendulum carried on
We have warm liver and laugh
My penultimate jab, wasn't my last they can't
Parry the cross the telltale heart ticking to fast
Poe up my last
The eddy get overflowed in the end
Nevermore of what hе told the crow and his friends
Was all bone and skin hеad in the clouds look down see
Stars in the stone sparkling up
Most tarnished, Hollywood hopes high hoes wanna be boat drivers
But know there's no stallion in em
Hollywood high 16 tries I was off to the side smoking, my trial isn't yours
LA Dodgers, how we are wit the court sabotage one time for my folks
My son army of one fighter
Alone as a comet
Alone as a comic
Life is but a joke, grin wide on the inside feelin' seismic
In my soul side splitters wit the most high, hittin' home
Thin line get encroached, big lion gettin poached
God cried this the sound of grimoires getting closed, drift off
Skid marks all inna road had to learn to see the throne for his grove
Real shit, I was dealing conquest
Convoluted thoughts
Consuming time ion get involved
Ion feel resolved
Just because it was hidden never meant it was far
I walk wit a grand interest
Entrails in a bag the pendulum carried on
We have warm liver and laugh
My penultimate jab, wasn't my last they can't
Parry the cross the telltale heart ticking to fast
Poe up my last
The eddy get overflowed in the end
Nevermore of what hе told the crow and his friends
Was all bone and skin hеad in the clouds look down see
Stars in the stone sparkling up
Most tarnished, Hollywood hopes high hoes wanna be boat drivers
But know there's no stallion in em
Hollywood high 16 tries I was off to the side smoking, my trial isn't yours
LA Dodgers, how we are wit the court sabotage one time for my folks
My son army of one fighter
Alone as a comet
Alone as a comic
Life is but a joke, grin wide on the inside feelin' seismic
In my soul side splitters wit the most high, hittin' home
Thin line get encroached, big lion gettin poached
God cried this the sound of grimoires getting closed, drift off
Skid marks all inna road had to learn to see the throne for his grove
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