BLK CRX - Your Next Dearly Departed Friend

Listen to the sound of the night
These ain't Trues ain't shine the bright
Everyday finding the light
In the way fight til we die
Listen to the sound of the night
These ain't Trues ain't shine the bright
Everyday finding the light
In the way fight til we die
I've got a thousand visions
Lost among file revisions
Lost among clouded vision
Found in a place of wisdom
My head rests songs ain't hitting
I'm sleeping on you bitches
Wake up to the bird song
Tweet something you're wrong
At me with your faults
As I once said pure prose is for the birds
Take a picture if you want your fill of words
If the rhythms too hectic for your tastes
Bust out the blues to vibe another way
Philly's got 800 8s
So I try to match the vibe with the 808s
And my pads just the type for the city nights
Play it back when you pipe in the 215
And the ratchet in your hand match the ratchet in my bed
And my ratchet is my tool fixing songs you made bad
Price match the mystique so the price stay steep
It's all about the company you keep
Listen to the sound of the night
These ain't Trues ain't shine the bright
Everyday finding the light
In the way fight til we die
Listen to the sound of the night
These ain't Trues ain't shine the bright
Everyday finding the light
In the way fight til we die

Written by:
Jashon Bell

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