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kyle spear [artist] - pride & glory [[part 2]] lyrics

[verse 1]
i get a stiff d+ck when a bic pen in my hand drips, running out of ink, cunning when i think, spilling every word on my mind to pass the time, the passion thrives & i’m alive when i entreat my lines to synchronize with beats devised, look in my eyes, you’ll see the ghost of edgar poe..
longfellow when i run the gauntlet with this conscience, rhythm rhymes that’ll make you fear fast, poetic prowess, expert lines, more power than you can shake+a+spear at, i’m a renegade, too intelligent for my own good, tried to end the charade like hemingway, now i eliminate the old me, he’s a ghost to me, i’m supposed to be the most cold when i post a flow so lemme know if you hoes come close to me, i don’t coast through life anymore, changed man?, how can that be when i wasn’t a man to begin with, you’re listening to eminem mixed with a little bit of cinnamon, jigga man, gambino, tecca nino, drake, timberlake & even sometimes a little watsky hoe!, hop’, nas, kendrick lamar, gza, rza, ghostface k!llah, little kan’ yeezy, little weezy, yelawolf, andre, mixed up to make me into a monsta..

(not a man, an automaton, program initiate, time to log on, drop bombs with the literary devices in my positronic brain, make the universe fall in pain, when all obey i await further directives from my architect, for now my systems deactivate!..)

[verse 2]
just kidding, i don’t wear out an article if the sh+t’s not fitting, long+winded, hoping that my lungs brung in enough air to make clear it’s a jungle in here, word to rudyard kipling..
lotta muttering in my brain, a cantata, when i write a little sonata, molding terra cotta, stigmata gets a little less traumatic, i can balk at it, gotta be a talk+addict, throat’s dryer than nevada, ali baba with this god magic, call my sh+t omniscience!..
well i guess that it’s time to break the news, i’m not a rapper this is just the f+cking tool i use, just a cat tryna capture his feelings in a medium where the words are the crucial ingredients, i been all about words since the 3rd grade, i’d imagine that makes me a little more than intermediate..
align lines like a coke addict with an affinity, me, myself & i, we flow cold like a trinity river, not giving a f+ck, reborn & we’re living it up, sending the venom through headphones in the methadone clinic, cynic living every minute in the red zone, headstone reads ‘rest in peace’, but as long as i’m breathing i’m sending heathens to the dead zone..

[outro]
somewhere in this life story..
i lost my way..
soulless, my pride & glory..
cold hands of death & decay..
somewhere in this life story..
i lost my way..
boldly proclaimed “i’m lonely”..
hold me close, i’m drifting away..

- kyle spear artist lyrics

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