A Real Long One

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eyes red from white due to medication got us high like we aviators

rewind to reinstate and no lies but we still procreating

sweet sounds and Grace beyond amazing

keep bounds but to her the bond is more than mating

she re-mounts can't even tell which way she's facing

destiny now in my DNA like a phosphate thing

strobe lights in the strip keep it lit

fading out of consciousness a bit

I feel the glass against my lips the wine eclipse

a red moon and I'm a spell caster

it's a dead wound baby don't need a plaster

home imma head soon but my heart be the master

out the side of my eye she put "this ass" in disaster

no purpose all worthless black and white like bird mess

6 lives left that's the third death tryna avoid stress I circumvent

the way that void's dressed got me yearning

love is blind but I see me burning

if I choose to follow where this passion leads

and don't refuse to let any of her actions tease

we're matching green I point her out across the scene

director's cut sharp broken trust shards

not with scissors that I touch the mind that's fucked

no patience giving off energy like radiation

surrounded by pagans and a djinn I Luke Cage'd and

the only one I trust be a Bajan

see the world as a speck of dust like Carl Sagan

but even dust can change man

they be trippin so I've got to break things down like trypsin

no staying just dipping part information with rhythm

to cover basics just listen knowledge they taking it with them

making space in the middle

attack and duck plus racking up diss-counts like Lidl

and if I'm granted power to do everything  that a mage can

I'd change man to see the light not a fake tan

not gas them up like a fake fan they say those who can't do, teach

but if you teach how to teach have you really been impeached?

a voice tells a voie about the voices saying "let them in"

I've been running from both enough to be a letterman never settled and

would've gotten away from the mystery gang if it weren't for meddling

one swing - chip off the old block- I've got a metal chin

scar healed but my ma feels remembering being in her bed mad depressed

mind in comatose on his tests her son showed zeroes

and people coming to the house saying "now you're the man of the house"

man fuck the stereotype

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