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Tight Lines & Sharp Minds Mek
From all over Southern Cali...been rhyming since '96 with heavy roots in spoken word.
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 4:43
Lyrics
Every day's burnt out turmoil and Im burning,
learning the pages to this book that keeps on yearning
burning and turning
worthy, unworthy circuits churning
my insides keep turning but, they're never worthy
of a soul that could never grip control
soul in the hole, manifold blown, what's whoa?
out my dome, out my spirit,
out the known metronome, cant hear, adherent to none, fearless to sun spirit...
yeah, I never really did it...esteem kissing the dreamless fenix,
sleepless weekends,
now I'm weakend and I'm on the weekend thinking about another day that I'll stay here f*** in tweakin,
spinnin gloabes spinnin domes
burning black holes in my metronome, balance oooooooooooh sh** I drifted another hole...
black hole society relying on nothing but just flying free
when yer noosed and yer hung n shackled kid trying these things,
chemicals bring pains that sting
your brain is nothing more than a severed core
that used to swing perfect talent
85, 90 beats per minute, now it's malice
now's the foulest time
now the foulest writhe
now you're sittin there in a way of wondering why you had to try
and you didn't know you were just tokin n hoping
ooooooh I cant believe you just choked when
you was toking hopin to evoke the ghosts in
a past provoked by an emotion of the said unspoken
blow it away, lost in the breeze of the grey emotion
severed devotion, lost in a ill notion
of 9 devotion time,
if I could sit on clouds n define 9 n sit intertwined with my mind
n my heart would swing n slice I'd be just fine
but instead no, I look back at the history of those fiendin times
where I was fiendin, screamin rhymes, cleanin mine,
wating to profess confessions that've been opressed
n I
would have been better off dead
and letter would say everything that I would of, would, would of, could have said,
If I could have should have dreamed and rewrote it with a pen
but I couldnt have the time, I had to scratch it out
cuz my letters with too shakey and without a doubt
if I started to cry I'd crack loudly
I'd start pouting and crying, screaming, riddling and rounding
off the tear drops, jerked off thoughts n places
Id look at the discomplacent faces, drop a pill and sit adjacent to myself
faceless to health,
racing the pace, waiting for a shelf...to kick it on,
lookin to those places, sucking out self...spittin dawn,
waiting for another place for red dawn to be transfixed in, just get off n get on...livin the raw
places where theres fools n frigid dawn just lives on
if I could give dawn another again,
I always give her a kismets eclipse kiss n say lets be friends
cuz I've impregnated too many minds
with the sick pill of a fiendish demon scene that wasnt devine
welcome to nothing but the design to illness and the blueprint
of the triple 6 beneath the roots
where the proof is
Its the ground where Ive been chewing for days
and Ive got sh** in my fangs
and I think about the times the stryctnine took a rip through my veins
f*** that, it's present day and Im living every day the same
the pains, the anger, the fights with strangers
when your best friend she remains a stranger, perfect anger
perfect way to live a major opposite conglomorate, if it was an element abolishment, kid I sat atop of it...
thinking about the time, rippin out the rhymes, thinking about why I...
couldn't do it another way then I'd just say well f*** it, I'll be just fine...
f*** ing stubborn idiot asshole know it all,
God damn it, I'd blast em all if I could focus tall,
but I cant, proud, why?
severed clever insides, my mind will never reside
cuz I cant live in Riverside anymoreand my severed core cant remember anything but the war torn severed chords of several swords ago
damn i died again, I dont have 9 lives, Im not a Can, I just play pretend in the weakendsand tweakend times when my mind is already tweaked out WHOOOOA mystery mystique n Im I................in the eye's of the Evil Jesus Fenix, berayed, reciprocated opposite fenix Jesus,
people fiend this...
