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Freestyle On A Thursday Afternoon

 

Freestyle On A Thursday Afternoon

(album: Out Of Order - 2017)


Yeah
I said you were like a broken bone
Never really let it heal
Something that I don't condone
Wanted to ignore that it was broken
So it broke some more
Now that shit's so fucked I can't replace it
Like my broken phone
Broken glass
Can't find a G' thats sparted overlast

Homie back on the overpass
Moving more than fast
Now I'm going through my class like a walking dead
I keep fighting fire with more fire
I'm a talking head
She said that she wanna dance
I would rather talk instead
She wanted to follow me
I would rather block instead

Just released an album
But I need to do this song again
Turned around the corner
Feel the bounty that is on my head
Now to kill me
They just wanna come get me alive
They just wanna see me once
Don't wanna go deep inside
I been in the public eye
Wonder why I even hide
It don't fuckin matter
Cause they reading me between the lines
Realize that there was nothing they could even find
I just can't investigate like motherfucking CSI
Now I'm feeling free enough to make an eagle cry
One day they gonna put off my success
In an all-seeing eye

No more wifi so I had to get the notepad
Oh rad
I'm just trying to get to not so bad
Oh this music will expire
It could go bad
Those fads
Who's gonna last when it all goes black?

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