Locked to a scene, locked to the boat Been fulfilling air quotes to the punch of every joke No notes line up to the dough sign up Get some smoke, times rough [?] spitting rings but Quanti-syllable stones from crushed beetles Amplitude rumbles, cartridge head bucking Say something, hold the bluffing, the blushing in this discussion ‘cause I’m just a hopeless curmudgeon with nothing but love for the culture I stay [?] and humble I know I’d be pretty lucky to break out of this bubble So I bob and shuffle, penning my words for the competition Find new ways to free my composition Make understanding my mission Get these qualifications with patience and raise a nation Better than any previous set of ancient or present presence With a microphone I find flow in a moment words pass my lips I’m distinct, and I’m proud of that Regardless of whether that gets me paper back, write paperback Part-time bull shite A one of a kind's many a mind with little time Could be sitting on a goldmine but I just [?] Stutter and stammer this rain Thor’s hammer coudnae damage the attack on this grammar Dampen your banger, I’ve no [?] So fast to the matter of fact Lungs collapse, overdraft, aching back and my neighbor’s mad My hours—forty a week when I finally breathe deep I’m afraid of my dreams and I’m hemorrhaging sleep, by the wink Critical thinking’s on the blink Slide back to the neon bap and never attempt to brake for your circumstances [?] weigh a ton, [?] bag of green dreams in my lap Fiending for beats and a pad and a break for demands In my [?] I cannae live with this drama Every solemn episode of life so far has been damaged And we wreak havoc in the middle of the rubble Have porcelain discussions about literal destruction It’s getting pretty hard to function Fuck it Everything in its right place at the right time Twenty-twenty hindsight [?] divine Everything in its right place at the right time Twenty-twenty hindsight [?] divine light [?] divine light And we hope that you find your way home And the pride in your way brings love to warm your bones Hearts hold every vital moment Crush the salt in your skin Don’t let your patience wear you thin I think of every warm wind [?] beaches and fire pits Youth, your mind in kept so For one last draw, hard just swinging jaw [?] bring the sunshine through the clouds ‘cause doubts are like shadows They’re only there ‘cause we stand in the foreground of something great
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