Rory Leon - Yuh.

Opposed to taking pose for the pros
Im more amongst the one of those ripostin foes in flourishes
'Dash and parry tip n toe to samba throws of steel through sinew slittin bone
Like one of those in of those yeah one of those any "hoe"
Im hedonistic, and I aint goin down with the ship
I like the sound that the sound sounds makes on my lips
Im selfish with what gets across(es)
Carried on my back that aint as heavy sure
But hate the books if being honest lets both get off it

Ima stoned stone henge mason
Throwing off the first rock at any chance for glass (Glance) of reflection
The inward out the vocal vibration
The outwards ourouborus to begin in my statements
It was always there, buttler did it, simpsons first, matrix
Abortion of the swords is not a peaceful man stasis
So a peice of mine within my mind a nine and held patient
Im dishing out daisies, and scraping off pavement
The difference aint there it's just the sides that sent changelings
Red vs blue vs who I am angsty
Who am I racing
Tryna' live fast but my car still hates me
Check engine strobe raving on since was 18
Smoke'n daydream'n hotbox'n
Till the light house signal back the shipwreck-ed conscious
Like brodie cant swim and too confident
Oh with what a name entice the ancient parts o whale brains
Jonah got Rory got swallowed got spit up on shore got hospiced
Now where he gon go he's unconscious, need a bigger boat
And need a bigger set a jaws to set upon the throat
Before we bring it all to show nom

Written by:
Jonah Yslas

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