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SLEEPWALKERS-VOL.333

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Cover by Coverartsuck 
Mixed by Matt Swain

Red Earth soon


14*-Pen Flat ft Omari Dee & Sinbad prod chasay

[verse 1: amitai sno]

i often struggle when i sit back watch the ink dry on the paper 
when locked in i rustle shit that i bought in containers 
the clockwork mistaken i fought with my razors
now it’s awkward adjacent 
i stopped to huddle and when my pen flat i get hot and impatient 
four summers past for a winter solstice i kept parts of me waiting 
there’s darkness and pain when they started that painting 
making
old problems last much longer than day dreams 
my soul wallows might crash caused by  the things i escaped lean
towards bold scenes 
i swallow my pride close my eyes and this disguise put up is why i’m waiting 
for a new stride 
mentally walk a hundred thousand miles in a cycle 
simply too exhausted to talk just pass me a lighter
that’s why im actually crying, tobacco, tree, is why im gassed in the diner  
these raps are my life man
and the past it inspires my words when it’s black cuz its night when
i write and inscribe shit 
this fight it gets tiring 
without remedies remember me cold winter fleece grow toward inner peace won’t hold anything within my crease please sinner please don’t pry while i’m dying 
it’s fine i’m just tying  
all the pieces in my mind ima tighten 
and it’s fine i keep trying 

[verse 2: Omari Dee]

My baby crumble ku-sheng-peng on the trays, to navigate life’s maze, the spinner void this is not a game, the ash cascade, ominous we came, from dust so I was not afraid, for me SGLs and Queens that go both ways, dodging straight tail fish boil thangs, niggas sweet but sugar in my tank, duds make her dance with yams no kick ball change, mania got me lit to which we give all praise, mirages of Jannah concave, smelled like teen spirit with my arms raised, Nirvana so far away, patient wouldn’t dare to suspect it’s not a place, overlooked we whipped to putting Ts on the end of chains, making claims, of feats that we never made, but look at what we did inspite of anguish, we overcame and broke containment, and that faith fuels my arrangements, I keep it quiet like Osaka til I’m with the racket, little Bo aint heard a peep, I count the sheep over the mattress, in a dark room I don’t see only blackness because Lucy Sky Diamonds glitchy

[verse 3: SINBAD]

Terrible public speaker 
Can’t read 
Or give you no peace
Either
Im too stingy

I don’t pass down sneakers 
I collect em 
I’m not sinny 
I’m just feature
Skratch torn in pieces
Then resurrected 
His mother wanted to see him
He knew his last chance was neglected 
Crazy what you get 
When stop and ask for a second 
She told he to keep believing 
Usually he hard headed
But this he respect this 


New chance 
new lessons 
These all the confessions 
Written in tablet on my arm 
Straight scribble
Ripples in tidewater 
Half the area ain’t protected 
Could collapse 
And fall on em 

Reckless 




The raider of the lost arc 
Found way before 
Harrison Ford had that part
Where my check is?  

Friends turn to collectors 
When you least expecting 
Yo the earth been my booth 
And I constantly live thru sessions 
Go to the doctor, check in

I know dying slowly 
I tend to greet demise 
Only prayer  my family
Supported 
Thank you kindly 
Move like the mob in the sadest times 
Manifest rewinding

Pen Flat (ft. Omari Dee & SINBAD) [Prod. Chasay]

do what you can. eventually that becomes what you cant.

EVERYTHING I CHOSE feat CHEL!

a reinterpretation of the track 
“breaths”
by Mary Sue & Swordbearer

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