to the machines who abuse their form:
i, too, lost sum wires 2 self-harm… 
‘moment i felt the storm 
was the instant i bled no more. 
dis skin did hav nuh wut tuh eh core
there’s body horror in God’s house 
and not a mouse waz gagging 
in black fashion 
fastened onto the bow as a bastion  
staring toward this sea of Passion
eyes red from all dat yakking 
Redding told me bout dat soft wind that passes… 
five seconds free of magic, where color ain’t a ruse…

in the dark we all sound the same 
in the dark we all don’t have to prove 
that the pin-light chances thru for you

but really tho who left the light on in tha room?

lyrics: puffy joshua 
production: aidancld (@cldroom) and puffy joshua 
additional field recordings: puffy joshua 
additional writing credits: Zora Neale Hurston and Otis Redding Jr.

special thx to Toni.

The Reddings (No Longer Blue Version)

**lyrics below**
Shoutout all the instagram fam for unlocking this by getting me to 10k! I love yall:) (also, follow me on insta @betlmao)
Thanks everyone for the constant support. I can't wait to see all of u!!

Lyrics:
Break in and give me the safe
Gimmie the money, a gun in yo face
Doin the dash and I’m beating the case,
got my money I’m countin in K’s
Bitch 
Got the police on a chase, 
I hit the blunt and I think it was laced,
Hide all the evidence don’t leave a trace,
You cannot follow me if I set the pace
Bitch 
Who do you think you talking to
Step outta line I’ll break your tooth
I do not think you know what it do
Get out my way you better move
Bitch
I crawled up out sewers,
Grimy nigga thought you knew dis,
I’ve been here since day one,
And I don’t ever plan on movin

It’s aboutta get loud innis ho
If he try to be a hero bussin rounds in his soul
Got a hunnit round drum, as a mag, and a scope
Now my pockets gettin fatter, got a bag full of gold

On my back, do the dash
Niggas kissin on my ass
Anybody try to test me they get lit up like some gas,

On my sack, for the bag
Bitches always tryinna trap
Any ho that’s fuckin wit me never gettin this unwrapped

Like, Woah woah woah
Bitch get offa me, I’m bouts to bust
You not the one for me, the lights and now it’s time to leave, get out my crib foe’ someone sees ya 

Leavin, you scheming, try to keep me, think you need me
you all up in my mentions chasin clout because you fiendin

Bitch I’m poppin off, and you ain’t comin wit me 
I keep the pole right by my side because these niggas peekin 
If you sleepin on me now then bitch you must be tweakin 
But I’ll always stay the same make sure my gang still eatin.

I’m goin hard just for my fans so I can meet em when I pop
We goin straight up to the top, you best get back before you knocked
I’m in my room, I’m in the dark, and I been working on dis bop
But lately I been on a roll so I don’t think I’m gonna stop

Anytime soon but you know ima shine through (yuh)
Niggas watchin how I play, cause these the right moves (yuh)
Yeah you watchin but you know I’m nothin like you (yuh)
Ima flex because you know I’ve got the right to (yuh)

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