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Shmo-Kii

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My 5% present prays for my rose tinted past
To share some color with it help it change it's views on its glass
Back now itches from the grass, indifferent if I did pass
This last test this semester or lesser miserable task
The seasons glee seems to change, every year that it's came
Think its been clear to say, ever since Jay peered a Drake
Nothing was the same, wish I was healin' in spades
But it's a foreign concept when ya losses live in ya brain's all I'm saying

Learnt to invalidate my adversity since the birth of me
Cause of the fact there's others out there doing much worse than me
Refused to clear my clouded ducts knowing that they'd amount to nun
Other than feeling less a man and a stained couch how fun
Searching for solace via ink spilling, filling my wallet
Realness and knowledge concealed from college I'm kickin so stylish and polished
A skill set that could kill vets 'long with my grief
Inner child thought it was Christmas when I laid him his wreaths

Lost in the world like Ye and Vernon spraying vermin
Turning this naive teen dream to daily earning
If future me don't view me as unfulfilled purpose
Then these tales I tell must be the obverse of worthless
That must make it and money mentality
Bake my cake eat it, don't complain about the calories through beat brutality
Artistry equally important nonetheless, my fear of failure acts as an asthma to the chest
Of one like Usain on this page pennin' regrets
Reflections verbal smith 'n wessons AKs blicks and techs
In the industry of vampires who will be bitten next
Where the love is authentic as spite ridden sex
Creativity swiftly thieved by how its perceived
A living nightmare just as bad as a dictated dream
Following one feels like a switchblade to the spleen
With the knowledge that the renegades are where you should be

Lately "it gets better"'s been heard as an empty promise
Made by those doin' so in their head hearts and pockets
Ain't slipped in these soles yet suggest that they ever felt me
Then express jealousy I played the cards they dealt me
Folks only real when it's beneficial the act abysmal
My thinking was wishful my pride I have a dishful
Fuckers treat me like I'm stupid the system like 3/5ths a human
Do I blame them for their illusions or me for my acumen
Or put the two in a fusion until my theories proven
Mind movin' like a tropic 'tween topics hope at this point it's clear cause
The day it pauses from racing may also be when tears run
I'm scared my feet will never stop moving and that's on god
But baby it's never comin' like Madlib x YOD
For now I let the beat run and leave my head to nod

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