Sparklehammer
Low flame, got game
I aim, my lane
Stay close
Chokehold
Tight rope, white ghost
I know I go
So hard, I starve
My lungs of oxygen
Gobblin letters like alphabet soup
Swallow the bowl then spit out the truth
Into sentences spelling out my methodology
This is my dissertation on the state of what being
A human is doing to me I feel free on the brink of brilliant discovery
Like Bartleby the Scrivener, I'm riveted
To the wall outside my office
I'm falling, no, crawling
Through a room of neutered truths
What can you do for me? Please
Sooner give you the boot than
Use your new opinion like a pin on my lapel
Felt the rain and sprayed my skin With Detrapel
Shout goes out to all the
Bells whistling dixie fixed
In the same mentality
Let me announce our rivalry
Low flame, got game
I aim, my lane
Stay close
Chokehold
Tight rope, white ghost
I know I go
So hard, I carve
Holes inside my heart
Only make my art
I'm just playing my part
Picking my brain apart
Till I need to restart
Then I'll lay in the dark
Like a carcass
Then I'm barking
Like a spartan at war with a
Martian. Marvin Gaye gave me
The lady's touch. I never had much luck
Until I started up with my music
Ohhhh you think you know just how it goeees...
Let mee tell youuuuu...
There's no waaaay it was like thaaaaaat
I aim, my lane
Stay close
Chokehold
Tight rope, white ghost
I know I go
So hard, I starve
My lungs of oxygen
Gobblin letters like alphabet soup
Swallow the bowl then spit out the truth
Into sentences spelling out my methodology
This is my dissertation on the state of what being
A human is doing to me I feel free on the brink of brilliant discovery
Like Bartleby the Scrivener, I'm riveted
To the wall outside my office
I'm falling, no, crawling
Through a room of neutered truths
What can you do for me? Please
Sooner give you the boot than
Use your new opinion like a pin on my lapel
Felt the rain and sprayed my skin With Detrapel
Shout goes out to all the
Bells whistling dixie fixed
In the same mentality
Let me announce our rivalry
Low flame, got game
I aim, my lane
Stay close
Chokehold
Tight rope, white ghost
I know I go
So hard, I carve
Holes inside my heart
Only make my art
I'm just playing my part
Picking my brain apart
Till I need to restart
Then I'll lay in the dark
Like a carcass
Then I'm barking
Like a spartan at war with a
Martian. Marvin Gaye gave me
The lady's touch. I never had much luck
Until I started up with my music
Ohhhh you think you know just how it goeees...
Let mee tell youuuuu...
There's no waaaay it was like thaaaaaat
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Goren
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