Pollock Without the Paint

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Hmegrwn

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White boards erased, Mind goin live
Stuck up to something like I just drink and drive, on the routine (On the drop)
Destined to be on top like the gravy on poutine
Having all the footing just to press it and go full steam
Ain't nobody save me, too educated, ion give a f*ck
Press up on the beam, it ain't no fear, my pockets open up
Gave em all the money, it was panic when I'm woken up
Toking up, ain't nobody stoned as us

Phone is up for business if you ringing in a minute
Have you fidget in the linen, I just spent the summer spinning
And I really had to pivot
Switching up the pistons had build up, up the distance
Really wouldn't be nothing if I wasnt for persistence

My position, not for granted, I never ever was handed
I just took plays and I planned it, looking too timid they candid

I just degraded to bandit, I'm just goin raid it then I vanish
Silk screen I printed the canvas, building up every advantage

Eagle eye the vantage, Tripping off hashish
Call em, he body body the boy is from the east

Fill em up with neurotoxins the body's gotta eat
And uh convulse, order up a toast 
222 Till I die its for goat
Sipping on the henny till he fresh up from the roast, and he burning em
Switching the tables and turning em
Never the least, Never the most, Never the peace, Rest all the folks
That never could make it
Their bodies forsaken
Golden be the gates but they asking for payment

Straight enslavement of the mind
Cut all your ties
Burners all around, he got the flame up to the sky
Hanging by a thread i am condemned but I'll survive
Another Life, Another Story, Another Page, Enough of mine

Enough of the bullshit
Enough of Losses
Enough of the bullshit
Enough of Losses
Already been through it
My friends are in coffins
Elected to stay there
But never was cautious

White boards erased, Mind goin live
Stuck up to something like I just drink and drive, on the routine (On the drop)
Destined to be on top like the gravy on poutine
Having all the footing just to press it and go full steam
Ain't nobody save me, too educated, ion give a f*ck
Press up on the beam, it ain't no fear, my pockets open up
Gave em all the money, it was panic when I'm woken up
Toking up, ain't nobody stoned as us

So hold up, now whatcha smoking
Oh it's that midi, or it's that potent
Oh lord I be ashing, my family passing
Stuck up in the past tense, Enough of the rashions, I've had it

Cool Calm and Collected but nobody respect it
Searching for the answers like I cannot find the exit, in the tomb
Getting consumed, by my thoughts
Find me in the bottle talking to the Joan of the ark
Tear it apart from the ligament
Separate it 
Like the Church and the State
Like the Deamon and the Saint
Like the Fern without the rain
Like the picture without a frame
So tell me
What is pollock without the paint

A box without its shape in a holy hallow of horrors
They ain't know a single lyric but they singing on the chorus
Its a shame, I put in the work, I put in the time
But never get a dime back
Sipping, Reminiscing, wishing I could get my time back
But I cant, and I won't, and the vultures at my throat
Drawn these lines, in the sand, had to move somewhere remote
Controlling all my assets and I know they goin float
Bitch I'm building up a movement from the ground to the coast

Sustain it on my own, Devoted in the end
Elevator to top it only ascends
Falling like the bracket is just not in the plans
Cause at the end of the day
Everythings erased

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