Mantle, Locators, and Her

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Soufern B.

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The only memory I have of my ancestors is making fire in a cave
I don't waste my pale case tryin' to contemplate with European nation I'm from today
I know my place:
Southern North American; I got my ways
Where they shoot motherfuckers execution-style in cold blood,
Right in the face
And they expect me to be fine the next day, lightweight
Taboos of violence stutter, I only learned what it was like to feast on the udder
Please don't group me with the other
They say the mantle is black and green but every diagram I've seen that shit is in embers
3D printed buck shells and ran down Panther De Villes
101 stacks of bills fill thrifted leather bags
Benjamins smelling like tooth decay, fresh cotton, and the church's hag
Why he talkin' out the side of his lip when I know his mama's address
You need to tell him that
Fresh chicken on Friday, sips of tea and I push the highway
Nevertheless, the scene--it fades to black
Saturdays I sit and dwell in the past
Times of ante was all off but oh well--
Mama said live fast and die slow
And it never felt right to write an angel in the snow
'Cause I don't play with my own supply
Not the holiest of guys 'cause when they need me most, man, I fucking decline
Self-sabotaging savant--savage--but my work stay standing the test of time
Been there, done that, probably gonna do it again
Look at me, man
My name's Soufern B.--I got a fucking plan

Bread and butter can't be served at every meal
So I'll sop this shit up with anything else I got
I feel the mouth feel when the lukewarm water hit the spot
Keep a goat tethered and it won't sit forever
Unless you really got the goods to make slop
Now do you?
Keyboard clicks
Scamming licks
Is that really all you got?
Man a man yesterday who said "ain't nothin' but the goin's gone got,"
And lit up the only rock left he's got
Now don't lob that to me--I beat the trauma where it starts
At least that's something I took the time to learn
I took the time to learn
I stay watching my six
I'm watching my six
I thought someone was following my shit
So I stay watching my six
I'm watching my six
I'm watching my six
I thought someone was following my shit
I'mma freestyle off the dome
I don't really care where these motherfuckers at, yo
Watching my six
gang-stalking me
Looking at me all awkwardly
I'm watching my six
From across the spot
I'm just at the bar, man
I'm just drinking a PBR
I'm watching my six
I need an IPA
I need a double IPA to get drunk as f*ck
I'm watching my six
I need to hit it
I need to beat the trauma where it starts
I thought I learned it already
I'm watching my six
I'm watching my six
I'm watching my six
I'm watching my six
I thought someone was following me
So I stay watching my six
I'm watching my six
Thought someone was following me
So I stay watching my six

I'm taking deep breaths to the jazz on--
It's up-tempo
She's taking deep breaths to her own tone--
Both heard the canister crack 24 times
My temples pulse irregularly
Up and off the lines
This is a sinkin' ship--
Not the right rope for the right tie
Credit card, late fee fines, it's alright
Maybe next month I'll catch up with last
Baby: be honest--
Are we fucked?
Can we breathe?
I thought there was air in these things...
I miss the carne they used to serve me out the truck

They say life's just isn't fair
And I just don't really care
They say life's just isn't fair
But I just stand by and stare
They say life's just unfair
They say life's just unfair
They say that I should be unhappy
But I don't really care
They say life should be unfair
They said life should be unfair
Life should be unfair
But I don't really care
They say life should be unfair
They said life should be unfair
Life should be unfair
But you know what?

The risk of injury is high and the payoff ain't worth it
So f*ck it--I'll give it all I got
'Cause you got to start to never stop
F*ck I look like talking shit about my opps?
God damn it, dog--No
I'm on the fucking clock
I got bigger fish to fillet and fry
Hate to lie, so I won't
You really think you that guy?
You got going caught talking to the cops
Compliance ain't key when violence in the air
Like, buddy: what's happenin'?
When my hammer get the smackin'?
Nailed and tacked like Martin Luther--Speaking objective facts
But like you care; Go ahead, baby--Shake that derriere
Like a hare, move it fast
But like a tortoise I'mma make sure that you finish last

That you finish last

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