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akinola pedro - pomegranate (outro) lyrics

the mantra said
the fruit ain’t ripe
sweeter the berry
the richer the fight
will this one bloom?
without the sun
the lover the groom
the vow left unsung

i should’ve sent your ass home
so i know i am at peace
you know when you’ve lost control
when the fruit don’t taste so sweet

my homegirl says i’m using b+tch a lot
it comes across like you really hate women
i can’t ignore the feeling
the tone wasn’t hidden
she claims that i’m hurt
but i rather be dismissive

i turn off my phone
to hidе what you might see
i know i’m alone
but lie to feel completе
but i don’t think she really gets it
respectfully, no one f+cking gets it
to be on goal when you actually lose it
the ball was in my court
then i lost possession. f+ck!
and negros think that i’m possessed
last december i crashed out
in the hills
hopped out the whip and beat a man in the streets
these dummies think they can actually test me
is it wicked or weakness?
i can’t really peep why
i’m so misunderstood
i can’t really speak like
a film by brian woods

even when i smile, they can see my frown
cause i’m trying to capture the impossible
i’m spiraling my worries’ high
i’m spiraling i feel i’m spiraling
i’m dead inside i can’t explain
this complex condition is phenomenal
i elaborate why i feel this way
i’m flojo in ‘88 but still lose the race

i don’t know how much i can take
i watch you put your own gift to waste
it makes me sick. yes, i’m jealous. i hate
that i shed so much blood
while you take breaks
it sounds like i’m spiraling
but honestly, are these negroes better than me?
from track one to 10 don’t i sound complete
so why the f+ck these cats don’t respect me?
i feel my pride is trapped inside
and wants to emerge and eat my soul alive
i can’t decide if i’m wrong or right
i’m fighting with her
cause she f+cked up my life
where i’m trying to make something
please let me cook
f+ck i’m trying to bake oven
his new hate is sudden
you kept pushing b+ttons
to get a reaction like
a podcast by budden
but enough rhyme schemes
let’s address it
i’m slaughtered in this house
f+ck a battle rap session
micro aggression leave you depressed and my actions
i never learned my lesson
trauma gaslight therapy words you like
every time they utter out your lips
i get a gripe like you know something
but you’re clueless
a shallow dumb silver spoon born in ‘95
or ‘96, who gives a f+ck about our age
these days i’m on delay
going through replays
and he chase broads each day l
with no re+shame
f+ck you, play no games we not ea (dis here)
i’m spiraling i’m spiraling
i feel i’m —
to my homegirl, i know the difference
a b+tch is a b+tch a hoe is a hoe
that’s men and women
on this manifesto
in the garden of delight
that’s how the story goes
i’m on a verge to lose it and explode
i apologize if i’m a lot different
i know the problem lies when i act malicious
it’s not deliberate. i’m bearing witness
to crave that might be my tomb
to consume, forbidden fruits
ego madness. i’m an addict
to every woman that force fed my habits
in the season of pomegranates
i adore when you put them in my salad
it’s the little things
to remind you to break a bad practice
alice
i’m spiraling
i’m spiraling i feel i’m spiraling
i feel i’m

there was once a cat that saw a rabbit
the cat chased the rabbit down the hole
the cat lost sight of the rabbit
while looking for the rabbit
the cat met a serpent with a fruit
the serpent told the cat
to find the rabbit you must eat the fruit
the cat was unsure
but the serpent insisted
the cat ate the fruit
then the cat+

- akinola pedro lyrics

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