XÆVÏŪR & M3LV1N & ŪLES ĦERC - Story Told Bliss

Story told bliss
Come on over take a hit
A lot of patience
Just to hear some words from your man

Cover page flip, chapter one, open up your heart and take a sip
A lot of patience goes into reading a book that makes sense
The Bible states sin, I try to rewrite without grabbing a pen
Another page rip, how am I to understand what I've missed

Story by, well, just another makeshift
The cards say shift, my mind says rip
Love's got me sick, I wanna make a hit, but I tell a story about the bliss these words
with this beat bring

Making a motherfucka wanna envision streams, look at me in the eyes, why you worried about streams
We should just fly, catch one of the alien beings, work hard, try
Back to the point, what does alienation bring

It seems the teams have wandered apart
Always gonna be a divide no matter the arc, who's the one decides when we start
Push the pen down the page, looks like you looking for a part
Never a straight line, his heads falling apart

Just trying to be the one that bombards, being off the charts
The breadwinner, even though it's mostly tarts
Have dinner, then hunger, he's a joke on farts
The expulsion of air, it's only human to be fair

What's the potion for hair
Stress got me biting the pair, or the bullet has a great stare
Who can do it pays off to what compares to hard work put in after
The heart hurt, cooking, they concurre

Soda shookn' the way we are, bubbling up the road, but bookings lurk
Weird way of writing what works, crazy how the prophet was in our purse
Beautiful the way we converse, beautifully the way her eyes were perched
Not getting your number made me feel cursed

Could we see what you can do on the verse
One day I'm gonna read some words, and you'll realize that we indeed work
Or at least give me a chance to make your life the opposite of worse
I also don't think this water will get rid of the thirst

Even when it's soiling the lips of the cursed
Dreams Dreamt , themes tempt, lines leap
Why sheep talk is cheap, but walking down the road for a piece of the pie is g
Why can we be battling the things that we can't see

Emotional war, rainbow six siege on the floor
But envisioning the highest of leaves, hi my highness majesty
Am I rhyming correctly to this beat
Will there ever be a point where they tell me I'm he

For now, the words will speak
Close my beak, less weed
For less wreak
For at least about a week to understand the guy I see

Every time I close my eyes and have some therapy, my mirror's a G
How's it
Stare at me and make me feel and see what I've done wrong along the sea
Rather journey, at least I'm able to be me

At this point, also otta end this joint
But it's hard whenever you feel the joy and play with the words like a toy
So for now, goodnight let the words annoy
That's annoying as fuck

Look at what we've done
Aytroyyy, you done cooked up with this
Nah, I don't know
Everybody's asking me for an outro, but shit
Not bad

I'm not the one to ride the hook
Right now I'm currently trying to write a book
I'm on the highest heights
I'm thinking about weed

But look, I move just like a Rook
Up & Down I go high and low to cook

Written by:
Xavier Martin

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