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Mixed by Matt Swain
Red Earth soon
14*-Pen Flat ft Omari Dee & Sinbad prod chasay
[verse 1: amitai sno]
i often struggle when i sit back watch the ink dry on the paper
when locked in i rustle shit that i bought in containers
the clockwork mistaken i fought with my razors
now it’s awkward adjacent
i stopped to huddle and when my pen flat i get hot and impatient
four summers past for a winter solstice i kept parts of me waiting
there’s darkness and pain when they started that painting
making
old problems last much longer than day dreams
my soul wallows might crash caused by the things i escaped lean
towards bold scenes
i swallow my pride close my eyes and this disguise put up is why i’m waiting
for a new stride
mentally walk a hundred thousand miles in a cycle
simply too exhausted to talk just pass me a lighter
that’s why im actually crying, tobacco, tree, is why im gassed in the diner
these raps are my life man
and the past it inspires my words when it’s black cuz its night when
i write and inscribe shit
this fight it gets tiring
without remedies remember me cold winter fleece grow toward inner peace won’t hold anything within my crease please sinner please don’t pry while i’m dying
it’s fine i’m just tying
all the pieces in my mind ima tighten
and it’s fine i keep trying
[verse 2: Omari Dee]
My baby crumble ku-sheng-peng on the trays, to navigate life’s maze, the spinner void this is not a game, the ash cascade, ominous we came, from dust so I was not afraid, for me SGLs and Queens that go both ways, dodging straight tail fish boil thangs, niggas sweet but sugar in my tank, duds make her dance with yams no kick ball change, mania got me lit to which we give all praise, mirages of Jannah concave, smelled like teen spirit with my arms raised, Nirvana so far away, patient wouldn’t dare to suspect it’s not a place, overlooked we whipped to putting Ts on the end of chains, making claims, of feats that we never made, but look at what we did inspite of anguish, we overcame and broke containment, and that faith fuels my arrangements, I keep it quiet like Osaka til I’m with the racket, little Bo aint heard a peep, I count the sheep over the mattress, in a dark room I don’t see only blackness because Lucy Sky Diamonds glitchy
[verse 3: SINBAD]
Terrible public speaker
Can’t read
Or give you no peace
Either
Im too stingy
I don’t pass down sneakers
I collect em
I’m not sinny
I’m just feature
Skratch torn in pieces
Then resurrected
His mother wanted to see him
He knew his last chance was neglected
Crazy what you get
When stop and ask for a second
She told he to keep believing
Usually he hard headed
But this he respect this
New chance
new lessons
These all the confessions
Written in tablet on my arm
Straight scribble
Ripples in tidewater
Half the area ain’t protected
Could collapse
And fall on em
Reckless
The raider of the lost arc
Found way before
Harrison Ford had that part
Where my check is?
Friends turn to collectors
When you least expecting
Yo the earth been my booth
And I constantly live thru sessions
Go to the doctor, check in
I know dying slowly
I tend to greet demise
Only prayer my family
Supported
Thank you kindly
Move like the mob in the sadest times
Manifest rewinding
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap