JHNPRB - The thick of It

Found gold in the mud but I hardly know it
I have some bruises I hardly show them
I'm Stanley Kubrick if monsters wrote it
I have a hubris do not tell my ego is clueless it gets enormous
I fell in love but my timing was morbid
She had some feelings they're far too assorted
I made a killing off painting a portrait
Pose for me, I knew these feelings were holding me
Wrote 'til I knew that she noticed me
She had a stick for the limbo
But I'm not too nimble don't think it was meant for me
I knew I had to leave mentally
Had to stop calling it chemistry
Her wrists ain't whip 'til it got a key
Mine got high fruit and some clarity
Mine put a dent in my Chevy keys
I got a tint for when twelve eaves
I had to sprint to the front door
Fate almost thought I was dead asleep
I had to stretch when the love's low
So when I rap I feel six feet
My flow it came with Brady reach
Go, go this gadget and kill with ease
You need to watch how you talk to me
Don't mistake me for the same Jon
I use to whip 'til the frame gone
Treat 2 a.m. like the terror dome
All of this stress has the weight wrong
I left my last back on seventh street
MPG went up a couple of digits
The G force could bury me barely back to who I was
I do not trust but I love love
Stayed in the lab when the night's rough
Put the verse in a cab when the pen's tough
I almost crashed send my kin love
Eddie confirmed I'm a problem
I had to wake these niggas up
I spent a dub' on some confidence
There ain't a flow that I can't touch
I know my project is polished
I gotta' watch for you niggas that don't leave me options
I'll body a verse let me tell you it's nothing to hollow you first
I'm an artist with mileage no need to remind me the is 'odom wildin'
Vikki said if they have reach like a wireless
Take every tool they can tangle your wires with
That's why I dipped on you darlin'
Epiphany told me where I've been
She never never lied I'm astonished
Yes I'm a gem I'm a diamond
I'll choose myself over these niggas
They had too much of me hostage
I found new faculty wonder whose mad at me
I'm not the Jon you acknowledge
I brought some birds for the mileage
Really though I had them all on a key like a flight risk
Singing Bryan McKnight, Bryan
I took my walls had them working for me
Saying to guard your life, guard it
Should have known better but hindsight is free
My fruit is changing on me

Written by:
Jonathan Tabor

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