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How tables could turn on you at any given moment

Tables Turned

I CAN'T CLEAN MY ROOM

16 September 2022

Jack's Katana

Produced by Lil Jammy 

Official Lyrics - 

My trap phone goes crazy
I’m trapping on a daily
Can’t be lazy the trap house pays me
Boy you can’t play me
I keep a weapon cos I’m slim like shady

My trap phone goes crazy
I’m trapping on a daily
Can’t be lazy the trap house pays me
Boy you can’t play me
I keep a weapon cos I’m slim like shady

Bro this lifestyles crazy
Sipping codiene this shit got me wavy
My ex girl told me that she hates me
But she a hoe so that shit don’t phase me nah
Why these hoes be tripping
It’s codiene that I’m sipping
No I ain’t kidding
Bro got a smithon can’t be slipping
I’m coming straight to the top I ain’t quitting
I’m coming straight to the top
The trap don’t stop
I’m really in a bando whipping up rocks
Free all of my bro’s locked up in a box
Free all of my bro’s locked up in a box
Free all of my bro’s
You know how it goes
Can’t wife these hoes
Need my wrist on froze
I need my wrist on froze

My trap phone goes crazy
I’m trapping on a daily
Can’t be lazy the trap house pays me
Boy you can’t play me
I keep a weapon cos I’m slim like shady

My trap phone goes crazy
I’m trapping on a daily
Can’t be lazy the trap house pays me
Boy you can’t play me
I keep a weapon cos I’m slim like shady
I keep a weapon cos I’m slim like

Free all of my bro’s
You know how it goes
Can’t wife these hoes
Need my wrist on froze
I need my wrist on froze

Trap Phone

Somber Circle

A Lofi track about Telepathy and vision..... finding our soul mates.......

on this particular picnic,
mid night meeting
underneath
tarpaulin
rain pouring,
i picture life with my sidekick
while a 
city of lies 
sleeps snoring , sharing 
a flask
and a state of mind
i wondr
how
my sanity
within this
city survives.
And so we think
four eyes blink
and at the same time
we say the same thing:
a unified link between autonomy
our two names inked before authority
there's a chink in my armour
when we're not linked by mind
it's always breaks in the pattern
where our depth is defined
underlined
with
a magic marker
painted painstakingly
over the
rafters
darling?
can't you see
our minds fit together perfectly
like picture puzzle partners, observe , and agree
we flow almost alphabetically,
sit back and join the laughter....

haha haha

On a roof top
in a far away place
i could see you
but i didnt know the face
on a roof top
where the wire looked grey
i could hear you 
but i didnt know the place

tomorrow while we've slept thru the thunder, we wait,
and while we hesitate, we ponder:
'was it the lights from the city, i wonder,
that passed thru my lens,
and allowed us to wander, thru the gates , of their factory fossils, 
picture the piece that you lost from a puzzle,
put it in your pocket-
lights that dazzle
fights that crumble,
slip into your corner ,plug your eyes into their sockets and watch this,
and watch this. 

i awoke capsized
with eyes
by a boat
and as the waters broke
there was a cry that spoke-
i floated all night with the waves of a symphony
dancing in the dark like diamonds of delivery
in a place so dark , so still so alone
with wings like fire and feathers that glowed
there rose a magical beautiful bird
stunning shivers crisp and glides that curled.


On a roof top
in a far away place
i could see you
but i didnt know the face
on a roof top
where the wire looked grey
i could hear you 
but i didnt know the way

i knew my twin's name
but i didnt know the face,
as the waves crashed down it would slide into place
as the sea greens wept their lively pace
an ocean of answers came crashing my way,

i saw him in the skies , in the shadows in the quiet
movie screens, dipped beams, 
finger nails, ripped jeans

a figure in the alley way 
silver ship and narrow sails
a figure in the alley way,
neon grip and narrow gaze

fingertips
on my lips
waking up
and writing this

Madelyne 8 & Jon Clark. Four Eyes Blink. Remastered.

What some of us call Wrongdoing and criminal acts..Others Call survival..so get it how you live..bcz prosperity is ourz for the taking!!!...and food on the table does not have time to wait on financial aid,stimulus checks,negro college funds and governmental crumbs..

GuttaBread

it's Don T for sure  ♥ 

it's either you hustle/sleep but anwayz 
we move . ♥ 

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