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Adonis with the onslaught
Metaphors ain't always for make believe
Consciously unconscious on this chronic
I'm jolly rotten my written leave em astonished
I promise all your accomplishments will vanish
I write it backwards I give you everything
I spit in a room furnished with furnaces
I feel like I leave a lot to be explained
Let it speak for itself dehumanize me
I'm not sane
What these drugs do to me yet I stay
Ten to six I speak it into existence
My shit on top have to use a crane
Split the difference what I do to cane
Make ya humble I do it leave them in wonder
I came down to rage pillage and plunder
Run so fast I can't feel smoke
Can't feel stoked I bring an overdose
Dosage so potent ran the party broke
None of my other lives would believe me for what I took
What I seen who I shook
Embody the warm bodies the way I look
Zombie after zombie I swallow twenties as a hobby
If you catch that for what it truly means
Then you know me
I spit so cold I'm in the holy of holies
Poked at the most pokey
I beat all of y'all I'm best of all did it stoned stoney
Who kissed your girl first who beat the world's worst
Seen the crack pop hear them oxy's drop
I beat the bees knees we was creeps we was crispy

I can't do it like this no more
I been through it with this more times than more
Dangerous I play with the levels they hate this
My space dead zone small space filled with lace
I write on the bus the way over and read back home
These lines worthless though they like said in stone
Well unknown but they gon play me for centuries
So much to dissect so much said they more like memories
Can't keep my eyes open I got a lot of energy
My center be weathered the storm so cleverly
See so in advance I got millions in my memories
Bout to jog the game rob the fame y'all accessories
Love it when I get it in all jefferies
Stick in my jeans seen a broken window leave a bloody scene
Walked through the midst
Blue water
Green greenery



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Writer(s): Elijah Bowley
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