coal cash - still say your name lyrics
every time i reach success i get the rug swept from under me
running as each step tugs the neglect that was strung to me
i’m one for deep breaths, weight on my chest force my lungs to bleed
i’m numb by each death, waiting to rest exhaust enc-mbers me
i’m wonderfully depressed guess i’m useless like most left hands
manned up for the best ever funny cause i’ve never been a best man
with best plans laid to waste, fueling misery saved by grace
i embrace it beautifully cause it’s usually all in faith
call to haste to embrace for impact, chasing the wind where the cyclone spins at
waste of the skin and i might go inapt, taste of the sin of the psycho synapse
violence to win to silence the din, my science has been defiantly in, the pinnacle hunger so i am the hunter so it ain’t no wonder why i got giants for kin
triumph begins to stick a fork in hear the whisperers talking coffin the things you thought, i’m king of new york ain’t talking christopher walken
to visit the scorching flames of gehenna heretic epicenter
the nemesis specter of tesla manifestor of america’s best antenna
inventor of frequencies, spitting sequence of what grievance me
egregiously frequent the deep end like a weekend spent on dmt
we’re tnt a freeing spree with tabs my pnc
emcees are fleeing fast like i’m the tarrasque out of d&d
no seeing me get ddt’d until you deeply bleed
can’t believe that’s your rhyme go through your lines like it’s an easy read
your measly st–z don’t appease me because you keep it cheesy
cold breathing the scripture to change the picture like a freaky freezy
i keep it greezy reap the harvest of this garden of garbage
garnish gratuity plus the annuity ya foolishly squandered
i pondered upon it til i vomit from its economics that promised impoverished people chances are equal to get beyond it
that sh-t is comic like islamic state israeli snakes
i wake to it daily, wait for it to fail me and i can barely take
the hate that jails me in aggression expressing depression, oppression of fleshly stress til my soul manifest in the session
we’re destined to bless with death so the rest should just turn and run
is tabs one the best? yes, where the f-ck you think he learned it from
eternity spun the sun’s cycle where the sons disciple it’s spiral propelled, i’m spitting sh-lls like my tongue’s a rifle
i’m michael as well to quell satan when he tries to rebel
he fell with the forsaken, my occupation is take um to h-ll
awaken from spells i’m held under thunder through wonderland
stranded in lands of slumber laid under, no closer to understand
the plan for it all i’d fall for a chance just to glance at its halls
then crawl back on my hands godd-mn i should’ve answered his calls
and now it’s all in memories faded as my propensity waited for faded recollections epiphanies blessing as my sensory made it
elated wishing for all the loved ones that i was missing
it’s misting up my eyes cause i still cry over this reminiscing
remembering with in when i was with them now i’m with out
someone who knew my troubles when i was struggling with this doubt
fully eclipsed now the ship’s bow sinking below the waves
amazed at how i’ve strayed, afraid i no longer have a soul to save
i’m weighed down the grave sounds like i’m near the verge
disturbed surging with tears and i wonder if you can hear these words
purge the fear i’m still here holding down the fort
taught to stand my ground h-ll-bound without the ground support
and clowns would talk behind my back and i’m reminded that the path of art is fearless so if they hear this i hope their minds react with panic to enact a synapse firing inapt my syntax firing dim mak fry the wiring in your tin hat
they call it panache, i got ya style retiring in trash
i’ve been p-ssed the torch, scorch til your cohorts are in ash
i need to swim fast because this current leads to undertow
i know i gotta believe but still i grieve at what the numbers show
i wonder though how far it goes and should i even try
why am i breathing, don’t stop believing even if dreams can die
i mean to cry, the wells are dry behind the seeing lens
pretending you’re by my side and when i die i hope we meet again
nothing feels the same and it’s never gonna change
filled with this pain, sometimes i say your name
standing in the rain and the world seems so strange
your memory it wanes, sometimes i say your name
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