Osh!T

Turned nineteen years into catacombs
Shatter bones
All up in my closet I ain't got no closet room
Been holding on since out the womb
Grip tight make a vein pop
Low eyes need a rest stop Suicidal with the headshot
Me and my addictions
In this isolation companied by rhythm
Rapid beat at rapid pace I'm always higher living
You can say I'm self conflicted Dented
In my head spirit dread see darkness now my eyes is tinted
Lord forgive me paying pennies for my sinning
How many more I got I know I'm in too deep
Another hit of this Lucy pussy my arousal peak

Vibration dipping down Crucifixes flipping out
Heads turning like the exorcist and eyes is sticking out
And I don't like the fame can I stay hidden out
Get some real ones to my side don't need the circle large
I still got the scars
You know niggas grimy
Leave bullshit behind me
But still play my part
Still check my surroundings Who you trust and who you counting
On to keep your ass from drowning
Learned to swim with sharks Real Talk



Credits
Writer(s): Marquez Claytor
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