Verse 1:
Now some of us travel life without a single friend
Sing a long n' lonely song until the damn thing will end
Yah art is the single thing to get yah spine tinglin
Yah love being the tragic artist never minglin
N' looking at yah fellow man like he a simpleton
Cuz what's going on in yo brains far from simple when
You looking through yah info lens n' the worlds looking different
N' you know between you two there's a difference
Some lust for the liquor when they drink it then
Creativity starts triplin
Some are doing heroin n' need triple in
Meaning three infected needles digging in the skin
Some introspect by an open window n'
They inhale the smoke of indo then they descending into Zen
Some creep like a fucking black widow then
Climb the biggest fence Turn psychotic n' commit a big offense
Kill n make a statue out the bones n' ligaments
Paint a picture with the blood what sick events
Some are revolutionaries who are sick a cents
Sick a dimes sick a nickels got a sick sense
Jacque built the Venus project to save the innocent
Change the society's entire inner sense
Me I'm more than just a rapper never quittin n
lyrical equipment equip it n' no equivalent
Bridge:
To create is something that I must just do when I
Am feelin the lust rush through n' I
Cant explain why Imma be that way Till the day I
Gatta Say bye wit my
Hook
Palm on the heata finger on the trigger set
Holdin on a bottle of liquor n' a cigarette
Classic image of an artist needin pain
Pourin out my heart now still seekin fame
Livin like an outcast neva fittin in
Secluded to the ink n' pen my only given friend
Huh, you could shake yah head cuz aint gon' get it though
Verse 2:
They said it wouldn't work to me cuz you was a rebound
But, you was the girl whom to I would go n' flee now
To remove a tumor weighing three hundred three pounds
When it's crushing me just fully pulling me down
You know the other girl you go bitch about yah own chick
Who then ends up becoming yah own chick
That's how we met re, diculously
Now I devoted my attention me, ticulously
An artist ain't the same after they've met their love see
But I practice polygamy when in a lust g
Cuz, hip hop n' me wed in a rush see
I cheat but it'll never end in abruptly
Like life cuz yah hit dead in the head wit a slug b
Spilling red on the ruff street
N' you was not the first clouding my head like a med like a drug b
Or a keg screaming chug me
There's a pencil under my bed full a lead in the dust see
used to then really buzz me
I would draw like de Vinci by the candle light
From making sure every inch n' every angle's right
Every line every shape n' shades handled right
To a rhyme that'll shake n' brake strangle tight
A rhyme animal from mike Angelo
to leaving every mic mangled yo haha
Verse 3:
Life inseminates a seed into my mind to stay
As ideas that impregnate my brain any time a day
lab is a delivery room a place to rhyme away
Pen is the physician who delivers the lines I say
To the, light of day so I find a way so right away
As I go write away I give birth finally
baby words that rhyme raised to a crazy verse in time
race to get engaged wit a lady worth the time
Which is the sickest beat you maybe heard no lie
They marry on the mic when I display n'burst the lines
newly wed couple aint no dummy dude You know how they do
They quick to get it on on the honey moon
Sex so good getting wild so attracted
outta their attraction the child is the track kid
Baby they spawned shall walk on n' never leave
Long as people hear it it'll flow on forever be
Strong cuz we feed it it'll go on a legacy
Never be deceased never Gone on to memories
long as we live n' love n' care for it
Give enuff n' without limit off not givin up be there for it
Pen delivers a new litter neva leave em' orphans
Call me whore then neva get abortions
But I need a suga mama often
cuz im really startin to run outta paper to support them haha
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