LVLC - showbiz

I could damage your core
Reach into you
Dismantle your aura
Rip out your third eye
Scavenge your whole orbital
And use it as collateral owed
Can reach anybody I want
Like a satellite phone
Walk into your house
And make myself right at home
I don't write lyrics
My spirit just writes on its own
Talk to myself
Cuz my mind's got a mind of its own
Sometimes I try
But I can't humble
The God in me
It must be the drink or not
Cuz I ain't got a shot in me
I'd give a fuck
But all my fucks
I got ain't with me
This shit wet
Like the paint won't stop dripping
You know I got plenty
Abundant is an understatement
Keep giving shit away
Like here you go
I can't take it anyway
It's so full in my fucking basement
But my whole shop empty
I don't vent cuz every word
Gets taken out of context
Like how I gotta explain to you
My process when you ain't even
Man, there I go wasting my breath
On somebody who don't rock with me
I don't know how I made this far
Cuz I should be dead or in bars
It seem like somebody watching me
Whoever it is
You holding me down
You even sent somebody to make sure the
Cops won't try and get me
I learned lately it be your own
Envy is a hell of a fucking drug
To keep in your nose
Yea
I peep what you on
It's not that Kingdom building shit
You feed on your close friends
Cuz you ain't what you thought pimping
Damn
Got a warpath to carve out
Got my own shit to go on about
The end of a chapter
But a new beginning in my own route
They not gonna disrespect
Me in my own house
Imma retire to my couch
Of perpetual indulgence
And forget that I wrote this
This what happens when I don't mind
My own business
But hey baby
That's show biz
That's show biz
That's show biz

Written by:
Arlington Faauaa

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