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Keep talking til I’m blue in the face/
I don’t really need oxygen im losing my faith//2
In it don’t breathe often cuz Humans are wastes of skin/
This is the perfect the environment to be complacent in//4
As much as I’d like to say fuck it I stay stuck in the same/
Bucket cuz im afraid of reaching the end//6
Of what? My life, the line, and having the same problems/
I write my rhymes knowin it aint solvin em//8
And even though its hard to breathe
A part me believes my artistry will relieve the deadly clot in my artery//
Let it flow, maybe someday I’ll let it go
For now I hold my grudges and put them up on a pedestal//
There aint much sublime in what I say/
Getting depressed every day//
And no the stress wont go away/
But ima keep goin til I’m blue in the face//
I can never the see the sun I won’t open my eyes
I’ll probably never be the one to bring hope but I’ll try//2
Even through this pathetic poetic bullshit
I got strand of sanity and genuine goodness//4
I’ll cling to until its stronger so I can pullmyself
Out this emulsion and develop my wings thru it//6
I’ll look myself in the mirror until I can sing to it/
Repeat the song in til it develops a ring to it//8
For now Got a hole in my chest I breathe through it/
Life’s Arrows and slings shoot terrible things through it//10
Everywhere I go these arrogant thieves stalk me/
The voices in my head that say I shouldn’t be talking//12
Sleep walking in a lucid dream/
Full of actors planning future scenes, Hackers in computer screens//14
Trying to break my code I’m trying to relate my soul
To the way I flow when I put the rhyme on the paper and make me whole//16
But I write my rhymes like every day/
My time to shine wont get away
I’ll keep working til I’m blue in the face
Supposedly some people feel exactly the same
In it together for better or worse like saw we’re trapped in the game//2
But I feel there’s nothing that I’ve actually gained/
I’ve payed a lot of faith now I’m bout to ask for my change//4
To this cold world deep in a frozen thundra/
under a broken sun its no wonder I’m not the only one to//6
wonder when the fun stopped
when every word yall say started ringing in my ears like a gun shot//8
and everybodys advertising one stop shopping/
for the image and personality of someone that’s not me//10
offering to let me pay to be a copy/
it sounds great I cant afford to stop being myself//12
living off my parents with broke pockets
unaware of a world without those options/
the perfect consumer for these modern robotics
I oughta know not to but I probably wont stop soon//
under the surface of what you’re s’posed to look like/
I give intelligent insight and relevant hooks
instead of repackaging and selling at crook prices//
they lack the quality but definitely look like it
not a big indie rapper but I definitely jux like em//
cut my own check, 0 percent of nothing ain’t shit
so my heroes are anybody whose passion pays rent//
there aint no money in the bank
my albums over budget running late
but I gotta say what I want to say
and I’ma keep at it til I’m blue in the face
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