aLOL og  ikke mere af manipulationer af mine øjne Tak

erj slap af, manipulation af af få øjnene til at se alt som etet bevægelsr sig.

eller lære ord der går i forklædt som et andet ord hvad skeeer der

do you make your own beats, your lyrics are deep, great word play.

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King Friday’s Reprise

Haphazard with the way I lay waste/
To my fragile insides so decayed in their cage/
I wanna, wake with stakes in a world full of hammers/
And avoid being nailed to the Earth as a cadaver/
I’ve been small city stone skipping, long drive throne gripping/
Spokes smoking in the open, target practice, lone pigeon/
And all my heroes hold Caligula coins in their front pockets/
I should’ve known better when they spoke of prophets/
That didn’t speak of solace, they only spoke of blame/
And all the golden objects, they held so unashamed/
Dizzy in the way that you collaborate with deities/
Dancing in a field of smoke behold the crown of peonies/
You found your dream it seems, it’s written in the key of E/
But that’ll never leave you free and it won’t leave you peacefully/
No healing, no trust, no feeling, no rush/
No glass ceiling touched, no dividends/
No stealing, no fuss, no squealing, no budge/
No reeling in the flood, no innocence/

Spoke with smoke lingering around this nose again/
Cold provokes all the memories from Slocum’s Den/
The coat grew thin and the clocks punched steadily/
Outstretched hand trying to make one a friend to me/
Wrote a grand opus that I floated off for 8 or 9/
Thought that I could fill my quota choking out a couple lines/
Mea culpa Caroline, terrified of glaring eyes/
Wondering if I could sterilize the mic with errant time/
They used to call me a king/
They used to a call me a pro, they haven’t called me since spring/
And when I wake with a goal, I mostly hang and I swing/
From all the ropes that I’ve been threading in the absence of wings/
I’d take it back if I could/
But now I’m wringing out my 20s through a rag as I should/
It’s all meat, no muscle, all strive, no hustle/
All speed no buckles, all iron in me/
It’s all speech, no bubbles, all crime, no cudgel/
All leaves, no rustle, no lying in me/

I held back but I still can’t stop/
Fuck a drought, brought the rain to LA with me ock/
I’m getting better ever passing year, there’s no doubt/
I’m pulling better shit outta my ass than you do out your mouth/
Speaking of mouths watch yours when you address me/
I’ll take a page from my opps book and crack your headpiece/
You puff chest deadly, with upset medleys/
I bust nuts heavily across your girls bedsheets/
No one can test me off a bean or a Presley/
If they lean off the mezzanine I’ll push and say they threatened me/
Can’t get the best of me, unless you’re invested in me/

Last dude that want it caught a buck and sorry texted me/
Love me or hate me it’s still an obsession/
Fuck what they paid me this ain’t a profession/
Mode of expression, a hopeless invention/
Reap what you sew when they stow your intentions/
Eat crow when you know they are fessing/
The older you grow you should hold all your lessons/

Used to be known as Friday/
The heyday or my day or it’s miles away/
I don’t give a fuck about nostalgia all the times splayed/
Across the dining room table with the candles lit/
I’ll get the banners split, and cross the lines you hammered in/
Take it as some Sarin spit, or tearing out your larynx bitch/
It’s unfair, I don’t care, I’m so fuego/
As loose as a whale’s vagina, San Diego/
There ain’t no saints around these parts/
And even in three bars, I pull the full retard/
The dundada, that rejects Prada/
Never drinks Teramana, sometimes smokes zaza/
Nueva Jork til they bury me/
Best believe when I say there’s no swords that could parry me/
Ma dukes carried me, pops seemed scary to me/
Staring out the lair to see a world that I could barely reach/
It’s all hate, no love, all skates, no rugs/
All fate, no plugs, no giving in/
It’s all stakes, no shrugs, all shakes, no drugs/
All thanks, no mud, no quitting then/

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