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in aisle eight - toit lyrics

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(verse 1)

i’ve got things to do
so are you with or against me?
if you’re on the fence i’ll commence the convincing
when it’s through, well i sense an investment pending

maybe i’m a glitch in the system
maybe i’m an itch you can’t scratch, a fish you can’t catch
a legend, a riddle or enigma
i ain’t the cat to fiddle with, with your little raps, mister

better practice up
i’m the baddest around
i eviscerate or disembowel a beat
buddy can’t imitate or switch around with me
money makes everyone around me drown

i’m treading
betting if anybody can get the better of me, it’s potentially in tennis
but never in this business i’ve been in committed
even with persistent issues with commitment i’ve been in attendance

pay my dues like a tenant
and i’ll continue paying rent but eventually own
i could tell you just a sentence
and with my two+cents, what was off could be set to be on
i’m set to beyond
i grind off the clock non+stop on the perch in my mind
like batman in gotham
i’ve worked, for every single thing i’ve got
and i am sure not leaving with empty pockets

don’t tempt me, watch it
or become one of my test tube projects
the rest of which would advise against
lest you wish to demote to disposable object

in a world where the pros are the cons
i’m a rose in a garden of garbage
i could go from a mozart binge, to shown+off l!cks
then spread sound like a sonar blip
and you never get skimped

(chorus)

leave me down to crawl
when i’m up again, i’m coming for it all
walk on me and that is where you’ll fall
you don’t want me with my back against the wall

(verse 2)
come and glimpse a chuckling, huckle finn
double+fisting guinness’
the scuffle’s been cumbersome
strung from humble beginnings
pick the hustle up, uppercut the struggle with a thunder punch
troublesome, scr+pe the crumbs, love for much, hate’s for dumb

gates open, ways showing, they blowing vape smoke
i stay focused, gotta keep that voice fresh
til’ they say that boy’s next
everything’s a choice, yes
when you’re going for your best you force yourself to morph until

you turn into a symbol
it’ll never be simple
gotta put that pencil to the page
insults to evade
discipline to obey, let it stick like a pin to a vein
like blood to a blade
undo chains, if you do change, bust through shame
l+st grew fangs and sank in like a ship overtaken
crushed by blue waves

i could turn fleets to flotsam
you could herd lots of sheep, imah keep it thoughtful
peak of proper, sleeves full of wildcards
i feast on denial in y’all and prosper
yawn and toss and turn over while you’re sleeping on us
i promise that it won’t be long
til’ the wall i got my back upon, cracks and falls
and these tracks are no longer vagabonds, facts

(chorus)

leave me down to crawl
when i’m up again, i’m coming for it all
walk on me and that is where you’ll fall
you don’t want me with my back against the wall

(outro)

am i wrong? is it wrong to think the way i think?
could it be, am i mad?
is it bad to feel the way i feel?
if i just hide it away, like the others do
am i crazy?
or are we all falling through?

or are we all falling through?

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