threadweaving_ from [morning meditations] by Nakama.
Tracklist
| 5. | threadweaving_ | 1:46 |
Lyrics
Camaraderie couldn't
squash the Mephistopheles in you,
honestly, the ginsu wasn't sitting
properly for me to miss,
Niggas syncing styles, cycles
like periods,
I tire of the predictability
And its frail invocations,
Far as I can tell
Fortune favored us,
At the juncture of some bloody tendencies, family made em potent,
Trust the deceased more than folks in front of me, used to the duplex,
operating on two levels,
Learned to adapt like water,
Bruce Lee off the brown, yellow leather
jumpsuit like Wolverine/
Need a Beatrix for my funeral/
Open casket
An odd affirmative
I faded that assessment with my labors born from knavery and lazy tweets,
Its something like a gift,
I twist the gibberish with grabba
Reaching peak apotheosis
With a seat thats very sumptuous
And pitted on the point
Which was this/
Just cause you got ideas
It dont mean that you're equipped/
Quality control,
Hold onto yo shit/
Cannot be on froze,
Too much life to live,
And they grin,
Plotting how to rob my peace
Those peeps get left x3
