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Lyrics

What's the price on the mic What's the price on the mic What's the price on the mic one time You wanna fight over a line You kinda tight Where's the right Spot to light I ain't spending the night But we can do what you like We can move side to side Let me see if it's kinda tight I know I can be forthright I'm torched but I'm a dork still And I'm shy I wanna soar I wanna get higher Than this torch will ever take me Dreaming of being on my porch lately Scenery no Scorsese Completely ignore the changes Comfy until the sores take shape Grumpy then get my board and skate off Bumpy roads don't quite help with my rage Push onward in spite of that Man my head say He'll be right back Bet the next day He'll be right back I just pray You don't write back Seasons going by it's normal Seizing up I'm torn greatly Sworn to safety Beating up my story And it's thorny I'm shaky I need the shore But I can't see it Get the organs To play me off Take me for all of me Breaking in Albany On the way to reach A part of me that you'll never see I'm armored heavily I got these medics Telling me my medication Is the death of me It's desperately steep The cliff I see Above the sea But in this desert Which is better I'm writing this letter To give myself a reminder To take a look back At all of my efforts The time winding down And all of it's precious I wish I had a second second To catch it But the best direction Straight forward I'm ordering Hors d'oeuvres In my future This computer will take me places Way beyond a commute And put you fucks on mute I give a fuck about you But that'll change soon Any morning, afternoon Or moon now Who the fuck are you I think you they And fuck them too I spend the day sunken In my bucket Bumping Loving tunes Cause I ain't stuck But I tuck a jay To stay Comfortable Used to bump lines Now I dump lines Strums the basslines Take a break from the take some Sometimes Often lose faith And wanna change some lines Officer I'm late Can I skate away I'm dumb tired Aw I'm uninspired Darkness clouding my Judgment Rose from the pit Sick and more pungent Sores from the pricks Stuck Gave me more luggage Or something big bucks Can't buy My love had kept the fake from my eye I'm waking up my brain I needed a jump But from myself I fixed me The itches and glitches aren't missing But I'm dismissing em I'm a gem in a place fit for a bum You a stem in my shake I chuck you away Hit then I'm done