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lirik lagu modern day basquiat – french jones

you got me goin in circle
like pen to surface
erase and tryin again in all cursive
out of my brain, my verses containing deep thought verbage
we talking converses bout how we align like cars with axels
rather in bars i’m this practical
she rereading texts, and messages hidden, written in passages she ain’t even send yet
how losing a friend could hurt me so, but its her only step considering i’m past
move on k!lls slightly
mood wrongs still indecisively
stuck between two jawns indict me
gruesome with all that lame sh*t, indirectly
when i needed love to this flame sh*t, disguising heat
looking for my outlet, but u tune me out entirely
i’m looking at my sister she ain’t looking back at me
i’m at collision course, watching her crash to sleep
just a body on casket feet
real sh*t

who am i to give you fault without offers to save ya
if distant love is a lesson to alter failure
i’m willing to let bygones be gone with soap opera terror
soak this art, broke this heart dead the
this whole ship like jonah ark, we use to tether
lines of poetic nature’s with questionable moves
playing chess without checking the truth
possession and dues
i was falling in depths of hues
protective whatever the ruler measures, it was you
it’s receptive to the perception in reflective views
it was fun while it lasted, i’m digesting the proof
belly rubbing, i got some sh*t to let out
don’t speak on it, cause i’m heading out
dead these rounds
baby i’m no hospice, i posh posture to prosper
kicking off flows to make ur dreams holler
remember those whom ten toes thru pain and somber
manifest my love like
pray, eat and conquer
in all this earth hoes want me to rot
i’m a poet first, a modern day basquiat

ju used to be my bridge to the flows i’m spilling
just be you cause these hoes dig it
but tell my story in your view and put your soul in it
n*gga you got the whole village behind your tales, the glow different
cause you been thru some sh*t too, don’t let them folks twist it up with foolery
against the world, cam, you and me
the only poets i knew with jazz
but f*cking with my brothers, i’m kicking ass

pivot back
staring at a casket mumbling in fear
alot of thoughts when i was flooding with tears
sudden it k!lled, me til the death of you
sometimes ships change when the effect was you
i’m penning farewells to unveil my depths in you
i could only imagine how cam felt with his last seconds with you

believe the truth
conceive in her womb
a beautiful life, i can see it in you
dreaming to prove
ya mind, ya soul, ya heart bulletproof
pull over wool
hood over whom
i see nun but good intentions in this room
your glow like amber waves and fifty shades of blue
dab a little
we rap a little
have tea and spill it over sonics and riddles
ridicule a queen, if only it can be simple
french be nimble
im literally a muse incomplete in these shoes
remember me, miserable me, can never get rid of you
nu tattoos showing my love is real
new capsules blowing how i feel
mood captures sunny days of teal
i’m jabbing lightly
boxing self out the ring, hope you will write me
hope you read this entirely
full of satire skews and irony
cash wired when dues is timely
jaguars in looms of wildly
map god in views of hierarchy
rewrap bars youth to mommy
fatherless loins stretch joints, new bodies

in all this earth hoes want me to rot
i’m a poet first, a modern day basquiat

- french jones

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