Jett Rodgers - Idiom

Fully destined for it all
When I fall only one question
When's the resurrection
Rose above natural selection
My mind is red light intersection
Kept my head on straight
Never let a tape sound like bottom of the barrel scraped
Tried to never blow my lid
My thoughts were too dark to think
My mic's a shrink
Told him I won't cry over spilled ink
Try to start from a blank slate ink always stains the paper
Every soul is lost remember the nomenclature
Our life story
Quartz in the quarry
No longer Surprised when the ore is for me
Gems are now mine for the making
This brain ain't for sale
It's got the adversaries chasing their own tail
To no avail
All these cups look the same which one's the holy grail
Riding this wind there's no way you could slow my sails
Loyalty unwavering
To my wave where I'm done with the catering
My patience been run paper thin
Now it's creative freedom that I'm savoring
Along with the received compliments
Marriage ain't love it's a document
Fools think they'll make the distance but they got no lane
Every aspect of propane all I need's a match
Don't we all
Fuck an idiom the world ain't that small
I Don't even know every store within my local mall
Someone stop my streak guess god couldn't load the wall
Girls that I was prone to call
Breaking my heart was their protocol
I'll deliver what the quota calls
Breaking new ground no more default

My flaws are beveled
With a tinge of disheveled
Tryna cancel reservations for the place they made for me in hell
Life is filled with ups and downs like a carousel
Tears fell when the choir swelled
When they sung about despair
Remembered I'm stuck up in a cell
With toxic energies that I tried to repel
Saw a drop I rappelled
Still was saved by the bell
Get my weight up like a barbell
I was more artful not really so cartel
All hell breaks loose by the time it's take 2
All it takes to break you
Not knowing who to pray to
Writers block I phase through

Going in circles cause I'm tryna cut corners
Now I'm going to work though I'm a mourner of the times of that were better
Always up is my rule of thumb but I'm still under the weather
All my skills are shit I cannot perfect
Making avalanches with this snowball effect
Of my growth no oath I'll neglect
No trust when my doubt was the benefit
All traitors get tastes of their own medicine
Hop up on the playing field don't expect to level it
When I see ties that need severing I keep the sentimentals separate
Spitting idioms for days says a turn of phrase expressing more expressions

Genocide to all these parasites
See the bigger picture all you need is a good heart and a pair of eyes
Rapping to my friends I was scared to try
Now we're pouring pints exchanging lines
All our lives are messy so why are my elders arranging mine
Got a wide array of what's and whys
Hope to find the answers on my own time
I don't know your life but you sure know mine

Written by:
Jett Rodgers

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