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lecxs ahziz & katie tropp - stream of consciousness lyrics

[intro: katie tropp]

time to creep into my mind…

[verse 1: katie tropp]

where is this going i don’t really know
i’ma let this beat take over control
enter my ears this is my soul
been down for years and i won’t let go
i’m starting to believe that mostly nothing is true
everything around me is fake as the news
all anybody wanna do is sing the blues
take all their negativity and point it at you
insecurity is at an all+time high
your self+esteem comes from a bunch of likes
from a bunch of stupid losers with no lives
but at least i know i always got the mic
you know i write straight from the heart
always keep it real right from the start
if you don’t like me please depart
like julius cesar on the ides of march
i’m going strong until the end of time
like 2pac shakur i’ma get you with my rhymes
try to peek inside this f+cked up mind
i know it’s tough to relate to my kind
they only call you queen when submit to a man
and if you don’t you ain’t worth a cr+p
not every mother f+cker needs to follow your path
i got no problems because i know who i am
the last thing i’m bout ta do is join the crowd
i’d rather be buried alive deep in the ground
all alone to never be found
i don’t wanna be a part of the circus like you clowns!
[verse 2: lecxs ahziz]

ask me a question, mind ya business
slugfest on the hip, f+ck leaving stitches
men in the day, but at night he switches
single mother raised, f+cked up face switches

i’m on top of everything, everything is real
including the slug hit and blood it spilled
loving all the black, give haters chills
too much money, paid all those bills

leaning real hard especially in curves
sliding off the seat, redline an swerve
when she strip, i’m loving those curves
have eyes but not seeing the soft serve

sh+t gets real, so i gotta blow sheesh
we can knuckle up, y’all lose t++th
f+ck a truce put a hole in ya wreath
and if ya ain’t feeling it i put a round in ya meat

cars in the garage, stocks and bonds
welfare generations, birth single moms
crack epidemic, young boys to vietnam
chicks on poles, saudi’s buying arms
in a crowd i’m lonely, feel better on stage
broke than a mother, bills steady paid
straight as an arrow, but love being laid
love pulling kimber, leave you in a grave

- lecxs ahziz katie tropp lyrics

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