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Verse 1:
Same shit different day
Sifting through waits
Filing for departure, falling for an art form forming an arch for depth
InCase a heart storm crept
And stepped into my vision
Fuck the usual suitable stringing them along like a harp or net
Sharp tunes is a harpoon to harmful threats
Bounce back like a cartoon in a part 2 sketch
But it's hard to fetch happiness
Past lashes remind me what passion is
And In addition to intuition wishin on a star
Clenches fists, insisting I listen and fix what's in my heart
But now days are too complex wonder where time went
Let's slow it down and keep it simple
I'm into
Deep to be defeated keep sleeping long as you dreamin
But my voice will be here long after I'm leavin Nas said life's a bitch
So Can I trust this girl?
Just as I membered Pac told me to fuck the world I think he meant to put my life in it
Some are showers but I much rather be a grower, the lowest seed I'ont just rhyme
Imma get high off this poetry
Hook:
What is life
Without the pleasure and the pain
You know what it's like
When you measure all the rain
Hoping that light
Can fight the juxtapose of shadows
But you must provoke the battle to adjust your broken travels fore it all falls down
Come crumbling down
Before it all falls down
But are we crumbling down
nooooooooooo
Some say it I what it is
You can call it what you want but imma live how Imma live till I'm gone
Verse 2:
Different day same shit
Revisiting pain my brain dips
But serotonin clips the wings of these stings when I'm smoking
Fogged up glasses visions inhibited
Habit at contact but I won back my habitat
Pawned back lucidity
I keep my circle so tight
Swear there's no way to break up the symmetry
Carry dreams under eyelids
And For starters pitched some ficus
But the only thing I push now are these lines past the margin
I might just
Fuck around and fight for each breath
And try to enlighten knees bent to invite
and leave stress
Cus I almost left
Lost
With no one knowing
Drowning
Now I'mma climb mountains til the whole world fucking knows him
Who knows where the windll blow him
Feather weight whether the weather is great
Even Through hale and pours i stiiiill sail the storm
Some a showers but I much rather be a grower, the lowest seed I'ont just rhyme
Imma get high off this poetry