SinSlashCrazy - SG

As he relaxed he finally had what he wanted all along
Reconciled past but in spite of that couldn't keep with moving on
Man I finally think I'm finally fed up with loves economics
Feels like a setup but in general don't wish death upon it
Separate myself from the cloud and my texture softens
How ironic that I found someone to be my rock and tone
When I'm beltin' out my notes
Best not doubt it so I'm told
Cause it's more rare then the face of William Dafoe
I picked some trilliums and rose from the hills with all the stones
They filled me with cortisol you are my drug
Passion and my love
Castin' out my lines in the hope I get a tug wow
That's a bit obscene
Probably doesn't even really show the best of me
What a shame
I been chillin' in my Shangri-La
Trainin' up on Dagobah
Aimin' like I'm Legolas
Could tase you like a megawatt
Raisin' up like Ragnarok
1980's shit my bit'll smoke your whole Sega box
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Mashin' up their buttons ouu
Like I was accustomed too
Lazy ass crass when they told me give your tongue a snooze
Ya right
I keep thumbin' through my past nights
Out in SG with demons and the fast sights
2AM in Malaysia grabbin' satay and craft pints but we just came for the gas price
That's life
Nothin' picture perfect if you frame it in a bad light still
I'm projectin' my perspective with those graphite kill
All my negatives and temperaments that can't quite fill
Me with confidence through all of this adapt my skills
Grabbin' that scrill to counteract my bills counteract my bills
Got a flower patch that got no daffodils
Though it's full of thrills
But so sour when you goin' overkill
Specially when you know how sober feels so surreal
Don't know how I lost control just know I was soaked in zeal
Stayin copacetic when copin's not your aesthetic is prolly the biggest headache
Better then trips to medics
Or flipping on your friends when you think that your drips an edict
Or liquor by the bottle I think that I'm finally fed up with myself.
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Invest all your moolah eat some good food and practice the Kama sutra
I keep smokin' hookahs out in Montezuma catching barracudas eatin'
Gouda sippin' bit a sambuca
Cause I ain't no palooka
Got my gloves up like it's Perseus vs Medusa
Till I'm surfin in Aruba
Hallelujah ya
Concluded all my feuds
Think I finally got this I can flaunt it with no ruse
Subterfuge is a fuse to the few that can lie right
But they refutin' when they clued in to hindsight
So I don't even try I just tell my story
Well all these other rhymes and lines would leave you snoring
Warrin with my mental decor well my pencil soarin'
Record all my tension formin'/ then vent to restore endorphins
Such a/ poor man to live with
Horrible mannerisms
But at least my flow above em like a tyrannosaurus pissin'
I think there's more to livin'
Then a plan a morbid vision
Where you work until you're 60
And still can't afford some privilege
Make new normals for my missus
Cut no corners I'm not driftin'
Came from that mud n clay this porcelains not chippin' Sin
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But he was filled with childish frustrations and in complexes

Written by:
Mitchell Lawrence

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