Grown Man Hours

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Kahiem Rivera

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Grown man hours
Take a whiff and smell the flowers
Drink a cold beer
Take a hot shower
Fight the power
Light the sour
Strike a match
Pick a fight
What's the catch
Advocate for Beelzebub just to see how y'all react
Tenderly whisper your innermost secrets
Weight off your shoulders, the things you concealing
We writing a classic
It's more than a feeling
We shaking the walls like it's our form of healing
I cannot recall the last time I made an appointment that I couldn't keep
I'm always a little late
But I never miss the meet
Depression is tired and true so I wired the room like the club's in the crib
Yeah like
Let the beat bump 'till these drums feel like a kick in the rib
I been on some bullshit
Treat a rooftop hang like a bully pulpit
Treat an old friend like a free therapist
Talk with my hands like damn I'm playing theremin
I am dead again
It comes in waves
Hangover headache feel like a too tight braid
Niggas play self care like a two, tight fade
We don't gotta do the work, just ride the wave
Tenderly whisper your innermost secrets
Weight off your shoulders, the things you concealing
We writing a classic, it's more than a feeling
We shaking the walls like it's our form of healing
I could tell you my only regret is that when I was ten,
I gave up the violin
But that'd be a lie the regrets have been stacking up high and I'm sick of this shit
I wrote in a song that I loved every ex and my ex would pretend not to hear it
But it's never real cuz I'm writing this shit to a beat so these niggas can feel it
Spirits are high, yet moral is low
Trying to fly through the cloudy smoke
Make up your mind am I wack or dope?
Tummy hurt, probably from the way I cope
I know blokes who can't work without coke
Catch them boxed in, throwing bows for missing blow
Mostly joke cuz serious shit would make them choke
Trauma's lodged in
Most folks would never know
I gave up a lot for this flow
And I still don't know where it goes
Still don't know about the plans in store
Still don't know what a man lives for
Still, talking bout the damage that's handed down
Blood runs thicker than liquor when you are brown
That being said, order another round
You know I smile a little bit bigger when you around
Tenderly whisper your innermost secrets
It's a performance and everyone sees it
We writing a ballad my nigga good evening
But I ain't gone finish cuz y'all never listen
I'm kidding I'm stumped Imma leave it
Take another shot
Double up what you got
When it's not what you want
Cut it out make it stop
When it drop, flip flop
Turn up, get popped
Pop pop boyo
Don't die on the block
When the clock don't tock
And the boat don't rock
And we both wanna rot
And we both give a lot
Give it up, put it there
By the nat in my hair
I don't care I don't care I don't care
Play that
Track loud like it's payback
I'm in the crowd like a needle in a haystack
Going wild like, he would never say that
In my home town feeling like a stray cat
That's straight up
You know I stayed up
Half of Spring spent thinking we would raise up
So woke but, did you really wake up?
I lost count of how many times I gave up
Its all made up
It's all mirrors and smoke
It's all quotes for captions on your post
It's all spirit-
Quick wits
It's all lyrical bullshit
I'm sick of it
I'm coming up to the pulpit
Got a complex
Ain't no punches I'm pulling
High horse
Low self esteem
We all wanna be heard
We all wanna be seen

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