VETEMENTS
NaVy Blu3
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Lips closed Heard a scream but who knows Mum tried wiping up the (sniffle) More time cleaning up the red nose Foundation couldn't help these bruises Abusive just burn them clothes Intrusive, mistreated Domestic relief in a humble abode And I stood still Never had the choice of the red or the blue pill Keep the peace was a good skill By sixteen big dream Barefoot, dad left me with no shoes to fill Mum left with a big bill she tried Memories that's drowned in white wine Distilled a big mill, she went around about ten times And still smiled Still stayed strong Stayed by side And I play along But my mind A minefield I tip-toe hesitantly I can feel what I felt it's embedded in me It's under my skin it's under my chin, I can't shake it Too many leave I can't Too many leave I can't rake it Heavy the head I can't Heavy the lead I can't fake it Done all my shit, forsake it Wait for this shit I came just locked inside this bitch I switched my flow Fumble that bitch I burn them pics I change my DNA like clothes Move to fast Lost in the grass Fields of green I role my dope Tip-toe flip my switch like wow Who the f*ck knows where he goes Where the f*ck you going when you looking out the window Pressing memories into the indo Hit the plug and I said I need Cinco Iron out the wrinkles Drying out, just dying out the dimples Pop one, pop two, pop paps like pimples That's far too simple Hmm-hmm And you know Keep something deep inside and it grows It just grows I said there's something in this room that left me really flabbergasted Checked just under all the carpets, couldn't find a single soul Tried just dealing with my shit the therapist not flabbergasted All these eggs was in one basket, tried to break them in this bowl How many times do you have to forgive That's a man with a hitch with a house and a kid How many wives are stuck in this sitch No hope one wish safe space to live How many crimes do you have to commit Before the po-po come take dad to the sticks About twenty times man stepped on the line Can never rewind that's payback bitch Tried to control my emotional storm my emotions are torn and I can't restitch Tried to control my life my form, with your eyes dead shores where no one lives Tried to conform by the time I was born that's thought out convos caught out blips Shapeshift change form sort less kicks, kind to the cause the effect I'm rich Bound to the force cuz the words ain't shit until they blow Move too fast put your hand on my shoulder makes me sick bruv slow your role No therapist to talk my shit, I write my shit inside this Woah No pessimist, not positive shit I write my shit inside this Woah And you know keep something in and it grows And you know there's something in all my clothes And you know And you know
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