Ахуенное флоу бро , from Kazakhstan with love 

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - Reincarnate

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - >>>>

Didn’t mean to ever break your heart 
but at least the pain keeps you makin art,
Aint shit cool about takin bars 
But u got sum problems that facings hard
We could take this place and then make it ours 
Just a couple of dogs out chasing cars 
Or a few kids out playing in the yard 
who realize recreations a work of art 
And boredoms a lack of imagination 
thats why theres shapes in the constellations
Practice actualizing your aspirations 
Work hard maintain that concentration 
dont get sidetracked by your aggravation
know that joy is stronger than agitation 
I know you’ll reach your destination 
Inhale exhale feel the circulation
Just breathe

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷  - Breathe

Reality’s become satire 
Living underneath the eye of the evil empire 
Every where I look I’m always seeing barbed wire 
5150 been about the gun fire
Ima live wire supplier my gun don’t misfire 
Enquirin about me’s like water and greek fire 
escape the system get people to think higher
Spread wisdom and peace but keep th piece this aint a cease fire 
no justice no peace don’t trust the police 
If I speak the things I think I would get beat like Rodney king 
I’m Tired of living below the poverty line 
Thats why I’m commitin crimes but ppl dropping the dimes
I put tape over my camera I think somebody watching me 
Tired of living in a system of hipocrisy 
Economys a mockery 
Currency is burglary 
I swear to god I wish the cops would come and fuckin murder me 
Swat raid my spot turn my home into a murder scene 
Im posted at the Burger King
Burgundy suede Burberry shades 
Lil boy I’m still getting paid
got the key to the game 
Dont spend my money on chains 
Dont give a fucc about fame 
You can’t even type my name 
You gotta copy and paste 
I been running it up 
You just been jogging in place

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - Rodney King

i don’t expect you to be submissive 
If I’m transgressive or aggressive 
I don’t intend to be dismissive 
Non attentive or oppressive 
I dont pretend to be cohesive 
Or impressive or permissive
i jus try to be expressive 
And progressive not regressive 
I’ve accepted that my memory’s repressive 
And selective 
Im still working on my self 
Im still crossing off my check list 
I know that you try to help 
And feel helpless when I’m depressive
And I’m sorry
That I’m broken 
And it breaks you too 
And I’m sorry 
Im not more open 
I hope you know I hate It too 
But I’m growing
And I’m learning 
And I’m sorry its so slow 
stoked the flames 
For so long 
But the fire would never grow
Now its burning
As I attempt to maintain control 
And I’m learning
That a fire is hard to hold 
But I’m okay
And I think its cause I’m cold 
And that numbs me 
Or at least thats what I’m told
Puzzle pieces fit together til we see th bigger picture 
Smaller patterns create larger patterns with their Lil mixtures
But as I solve the puzzle I see I'm not in the picture 
So I'm staring at u standing there with someone else's figure
Well go figure I'm not perfect I just create the perfect mixture 
Of aggression and depression in my body like some elixir 
And I don't need the scripture like my father or the liquor 
I self medicate in other ways I guess you get th picture 
So I solve these little puzzles getting more frantic by the second 
And as the picture becomes clearer I always start to second guess it 
It's like the puzzles just a mirror and I'm scared of my reflection 
So I hid behind my fear and I suppress my own depression 
So I'm sorry 
that I'm broken 
and it breaks you too 
And I’m sorry 
Im not more open 
I hope you know I hate It too 
But I’m growing
And I’m learning 
And I’m sorry its so slow 
stoked the flames 
For so long 
But the fire would never grow
Now its burning

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - Puzzles

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - UV LIT UP GARBAGE

I’ve got a home in th suburbs of th killers n theives 
Where th block is hot the cells a hundred degrees
Everybody’s bones break and everybody stabbed bleeds
Everybodys a animal and none of us leave
Just a number in the prison economy 
Just another orange jumper for us cogs in th machine
Where they outsource labor like legal slavery
And they keep us segregated so we all become weak
I’ve got one foot in the grave and one foot in a cell
I’ve got a mind in heaven and a body in hell 
I put my chips all in but they saw my tell 
Gambled with my soul now Ima ghost in a shell
Im just another cowboy in the wild Wild West 
Where they shoot so much you needa buy your child a vest 
you either Fuck with the best or you die like the rest 
When you walk through the valley of th shadow of death 
You gotta beat the heat or be a feast for the vultures 
Where decomposing’s just another part of the culture 
Theres lions and tigers and elephant poachers 
and a bunch of people tryn figure out if ur a poser
We’re all inmates and victims of our own narcissism 
In a system where our consciousness is built to a be a prison
I learned to think outside the box then I turned it to a prism 
Now I question my belief in my own nihilism 
keep chasing your dreams til their reality 
But I dream about facing my mortality
Theres no black and white no duality 
Just a lake of fire that burns everything 
Im a hostage of my catholicism 
While I down vote it like the caucus system 
Sometimes I get lost in the symbolism 
cus I’m so attracted to th masochism 
Ima traitor a sadist who’s playing it safest 
By not saying shit except solely the safest 
Collection of words that can cover all bases 
without blanket satements to make it blatant 
im at home in the prison of what is and what isn’t 
Im a inmate of my limits I’m the pain that I solicit 
And I’m always alone until someone comes n visits 
Im a foxhole im a pothole im a gutter ima divit

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - MIRAGE

Sew the soil 
Dig a hole 
Plant the seed 
Watch it grow 
give it rain 
Give it sun 
you can change 
What it becomes 
itll flourish 
If u nourish it 
Discouragement 
encouragement
Will it blossom 
Will it wilt 
if I just bought some 
Would it still 
Mean as much
As if I grew them 
Through the seasons in the garden
Just for you to sit outside with me 
And breathe
I could pick a thousand flowers 
And have a beautiful bouquet 
But the stems would still all die 
Without the root
and I could plant a rotten seed 
And water it with holy water 
But I still would get a tree with rotten fruit  
And I could fill a vase with water
in a transparent attempt to prolong the inevitable 
As if my inability to artificially preserve 
Something organic is unacceptable
so I watch th flowers die a little more every day 
all the reds and the yellows and the blues turn to grey 
but even when they’re dead I can’t throw em away 
cause as long as they’re there its okay

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - FLORAL

Lincoln Bio - Chandelier

Jovan Pittman on violin

On some real shit this is more than music 
Whatever this is I was born to do it
I didn’t chase greatness I was born into it 
I didn’t wanna work hard but I was forced to do it 
Didn’t wanna be hurt but I had to do it 
You weren’t by my side when I was going thru it
Ima take this pain and Ima learn to use it 
Always tried to blow up but had to burn to do it 
Took the blow on my chin as u curved into it 
And you had the balls to say it hurt to do it 
It was you and I we were a perfect unit 
I guess love and hatred are just all consuming
you can keep the drama Ima keep it moving 
Keep making money keep moving units
Keep moving forward no to be continued 
I guess I just thought you didn’t have it in you
when I look in your eyes I see a madness in you 
Like you’re trying to hide the sadness in you 
And I get it 
I want you to know that I get it

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - Rodney King

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