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In your tone you betta check it
42 Glock
Metal jacket filled with lead
Hole right through yo head
Imma sinner
Need a doctor
i been seeing red
Free dat

gettin old
Then you ask why my heart so cold
Cause Nobody knows it really has holes
Flow after flow I'm jus chasin' dough
How can you switch we been

ain't cheese and gold
So take some piece of mind
Belief ain't hatin' blind
We go through troubles, we're feeble, old
Behind eyelids, island's beat design

it brought ease to my worries
Base my progress off of where i'll be when i'm 30
Is like a game-buzzer beater by the hands of Steph Curry
Got a
Warriors

lots of fishing holes
Where I can get lost all-day
Just sitting with the vibes by the lake
And I swear that's all I need
Just the vibes and the water

white hole
That means voices won't invade my mind anymore
So take a look through my head, others must feel this too
Cause like Rumi said, what you're

risky
But the pain always came
Back around and just hit me
Through a black hole
Felt like I wasn't existing
Enveloped that abyss
Just asking who is me?

Lucid dreaming
Scattered brains
Leeches, roaches
Dirt in my veins

The old me
Is deceased
Bloody knuckles
Piece by piece
I'm rebuilt from bottom to top

brothers in mosh pit
Rip the body by the scorpion king
Un cracked by a old fiend
I leave his ass in the streets

Shouldn't be clowned from his punk ass
Make

a honest man, but I dug my own holes
Like Mac Miller said, ain't no fears to grow old
Now I'm scrolling on the TL and I still see your glo
Ya skin look like

I am a clockmaker of fine machinery
Time pieces of various kinds
A craftsman apprentice
Who designs and precisely builds by hand
Unwinding

demons taking too long
Drowning my thoughts only way that I can cope uh
Living at the 196
Only place that I feel kept, shit
Cant jump less you got the eyes

wristwatch
Wash up rapper keep them feedbacks
Stump mud holes and piss on track
Keep it simple too brainiac for rap
Leave it to stitches split we laugh at that

Verse 1: 
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Created in need but perfected by the finisher  he took the desires of my heart and rooted them in scripture then took the building blocks

a secret location
To deny you a martyr's grave

This is a song for you Gideon
And many others like you
You were executed for executing
By executioners too

a sinical slave making that minimal wage
But now it's out with the old life bring the new times
Give it all I got to give kind of true grind
Too fine

I don't know, for my bro, ima blow
Almost shed a tear, nearly cried for my bro
He deserves better than that time in the hole
Gonna bill a suttin, ima

the old barn door
And there were knives and there were swords
And empty armor, never worn
He was a collector of sorts
Now fodder for winding

Kudzu comin'

different sounds
Til I found my approach
This was by design
Too much on my mind
Im not hard to find
I color outside the lines
Diamond in the rough
Measure me

your man to chill before he winds up a cuck-old
Shit I spit is SACRED like Beyonce's butthole
Too many industry execs will never get me
I sit upon

they control
It's our fate
We are dead, no matter what you stand for
Eaten by this system of death

And I rot, in this hole
Where my seeds never grow

Monogatari, waifus on me
Got a tool by my waist, Hitagi
Mayoi got that strap in her backpack
Karen looking cute so you know I'ma tap that
Hanekawa

ready
I'm just burning holes in my jeans
I can't even get to sleep
All the shit I write is so cliche
I'm just waiting for a day where I know I'll be okay

four holes do addition
You can't come in cuz my omission
This is a private show no admission
Blowing all this gas I lead emissions
No prefix I'm saying I