ONLY ONE

FINALLY, 
YUNGLOXK HAS REACHED THE OUTER REALMS OF THE STAR SYSTEM KNOWN AS SIRUS ON A MISSION TO SAVE HIS HOMWORLD FROM THE NOTHING 

LONG ISOLATED IN THE SPACE TIME CONTINUUM INVIGORATED WITH DETERMINATION. FLOATING IN THE SILENCE....

THAT IS UNTIL HE FELT IT

MEANT 4 ME (Prod. Youngsirgbeatz)

AFTERTHOUGHT

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Breaking Through

fuck what they all said
imma leave em all dead
sprawled out fallin
shedded skin left them all for bread

i bet thats what they told you 
after when you asked what happened
picked apart a portable 
orderin a plate of cappin

but this a new beginning wasnt even my choice
i played the game for two long smoked up my main points
the job comes first and the death of ego overtook
overcame the obstacles they dropped me in the ocean look

the crook done came and took he tore the face off what you knew
said he wore a mask but the fact is that the face is you
what a truth split the personality for you to laugh
gab was a gift said goodbye and took a toaster bath

you was supposed to have a smile when i said that
maybe im maniacal file it with the bring back
you know the one of self i setup just beyond today
the goal of my priorities i push back past the gray

displayed face on platter below the hood the one that lied
and i can switch em out if i see that you aint satisfied
im always down to ride, dont question if intent is real
i blend in with the fray dismayed and lacking on the curb appeal

im like a model home cursed thoughts that haunt my dome
stowed away the innocense cuz in a sense im not alone
split the drive set a small folder of the terrible
encrypted it and stashed it in a folder behind herringbone

and so you spotted me saw that i could be hidin somethin
how could you lie to me fighting me just displayed the frontin
you want the truth i shouted it then a pulled the file
you read the letter head confessions of a gomer pile

opened the manilla envelope and found a mirror
but the mirror showed your demons, made you focus on your fear
the longer that you looked the more you saw the truth in insecurity
spied upon the flaws next to beauty urge for hurtin me

healed scars and crashed cars, fatal flaws and all of that
you tried to break your eyes away dire straights alighned and at
that very moment you were lost staring at the truth you hide
buried all those stressed and the fucked up urge to wanna die

who am i but honesty, the nothingness that you disposed
underneath the gritted teeth suppressed thoughts and overdose
but you got over those, the thoughts that you had way back
packed em in your own little folder whyd you say that

why did you say anything in the first place
so privacy and coping mechanisms are the worst case?
why the fuck am i obligated to openness 
when i know the lost side of me could kill you with an open fist

one lost thought could break you down and leave all apart
at this point i think that this goes way beyond the art
its like a cold start knocking blood in low supply
maybe theres a lack of overstanding between you and i

the people that had claimed to care took the fair route and peaced
picking up the pieces is a task i know will will leave deceased
friendships will end and my purpose will be fast replaced
i put a gun up in my mouth to start this fucking rat race

stacked up the out comes shattering that mirror held
rearing back and thinking i could make my way between selves
hell selling selfish seasoning for blank canvas came
ran blank balance beams i fell face first until the silence rang

talents turn neccesity its best to see the end goal
pimpin out the thing you love come push to shove and sell soul
let em walk the door aint never been a thing you blocked when walkin out
but this has been the outcome everytime we try to talk it out

stop the pout, smile and then give em reassurance 
just remember that nobody likes ugly in the purest sense
fake it, rip the front up off ya skull for smiles wow
the crowd goes wild and your brain slides out from your scalp

you fall to knees grey matter splats to the catwalk
everybody chanting and they love you and your cap talk
faceplate held high the camera pans its all they want
weekend at bernies steez the walking dead with no want.

face plate

"Guilt" prod. M.B.

DRUMLINE

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