Lyrical Man

Lyrics

Came home wana de stress Had a long day The boss was Talking ex marital affairs And how his wife wana freeze eggs I was under pretence If I assimilate Then maybe we can be friends I Tie up all loose ends for the queens head But it didn't bode well like garden of Eden My minds playing tricks isit treason Still bring beef for the vegans Spice and herb for the seasons Am Like whagwan for the meetings How you gona wife a gyal a was beating And still play dumb wen she's stеaling Shes gott a face of an angel soul ofa hеathen Man don't talk when I'm eating See how ma chakras disturbed Can't cool down wen am steaming Need to reset for no reason Zen seems mildly appeasing Steada gunshots through the ceiling Subconscious focus Unilateral energy Mentally swarming like locusts If am not fucking am smoking Am reading am joking How does that free us where slaves to the cliche The same old he said She said She say Can i buy woke on eBay Fuck up your mind like methane Mana get cake no b day Mana got game like EA Mana run laps round the oops no relay Nee Naw nee naw If a hear that life sucks like a BJ I still say prayers on V day Cuda been the facists Cuda been the communists Cuda been the nazis Anyone down for the replay Ooooooooooo Forgot no digital today Todays a spiritual cleanse So get some spiritual friends And hold some spiritual hands Your soul feels new as the syllables land Sas had to kill it wit jam To rebirth the lyrical Man So as I start my soliloquy Like a sergeant at war in the military I can flip through the thoughts and imagery Other lives on board like crosses and noughts Or the highest of income Are creating memes and counting corpes Coz the House of Lords ain't nothing like a house in ends So were living like its auschwitz then Nobody can't breath or touch would you mean You are out with friends Fully charged like im Elon musk Money coming like im elons son You wana see ted talk they were feeding him b's and dubs You think like a teen on drugs Life ain't sweet or sour Life is having twenty five on ya gas or electric so you never have a cold shower Life is food for the family Life is clothes on your back when it rains or snows Life is a state of concious That's why your braindead They tried to say let go The roads protagonist Cutting my verbs and pronouns To the Shakespearian slang that im rapping with So when If I tell you suck this dick Die like a hawk an spit like a masachist Eye for eye hashtag Houston challenges You never known what a savage is They can't share my juice but I pass em something with acid in burn you inside out whether feminine or masculine they light my spliff on your ashy skin next time you @ Jamkay something to factor in Ooooooooooo Forgot no digital today Todays a spiritual cleanse So get some spiritual friends And hold some spiritual hands Your soul feels new as the syllables land Sas had to kill it wit jam To rebirth the lyrical Man