Cross Eyed Freestyle

Lone chatter dome splatter
Sick and tired of climbing ladders
You look me in my eyes when you say you love me
It still don't matter
I could rhyme a thousand lines
But nothing will take back the time
The heart that scarred and took the life
of fragile souls before it shattered
The fuck am I to do with my back against every wall
Every corner meets a corner till I'm cross eyed like a doll
Have no choice but to remove everything that I can recall
Every morning always mourning you can hear my body watch it fall
Landscaping hand painting bloody murals on the wall
Limp body drop on it shoulda grabbed the fucking call
Red tainted hail Satan splattered cross the restroom stall
Nothing on my mind but the dirt standing 6 feet tall and all
The times taken moments breaking
Left for good but right to do so
Cries dated I can't take in selfish moods the night it moves slow
I'm mistaken omen breaking hell I shoulda trusted you so
Eyes faded mind is vacant minus you whats mine is to show
Broken beating body parts shaking
my body wont lay dead
Spoke of leaving swear you've awaken
I haven't seen you grow
Check both ways before you stray
and crash into my fucking head
The time it took to see you were faking
my love is gone you can go

I was just sitting and chilling I been reminiscing
Hop on that beat I'ma eat when I finish I got to go hop in the kitchen
Never go back to the people that did me wrong I had to make a decision
Mixing the track I'ma do it myself and I got to chop with precision
Crazy to think that I used to believe that I was never gonna make it
I had to find my way find my flow and stop all the faking
I'm making music for me stacking my green you can't ever take it
I ain't gone be here forever but whatever record you had I'ma break it
Sip slow, fuck you think I got this for
I was in the back corner my shades on I'm bout to roll
They was talking shit behind my back I'm bout to go
They was talking shit behind my back now they at my show
Turn me up one time I got the bottle I don't got no shame
Better stand the fuck up stand the fuck on what you say
If I was you I'd take precaution talking 'bout my name
Yeah I ain't the one I promise I ain't the one to blame
You got your own lil' problems but you take it out on me
Said I couldn't do this shit they steady doubting me
Now I do this shit for real you can count on me
I'ma stand on that what I say my boys gone vouch for me



Credits
Writer(s): Parker Schaich, Marcus Cancela
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