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saint sleep & venting palace - tweaker transit commission lyrics

[hook 1: venting palace & saint sleep]
hey vp, man, what you been up to?
counting monopoly money in timbuktu
friends with the mages; phase through your crew
scheming in silence, i’m playing the long game
what i’ve been doing you’ll know that soon
weight on my shoulders is bending reality
and now all my problems are inside out
hey saint sleep, what the f+ck you been up to?
locked up in the crib and i’m starting a diet of cat food
f+cking with lighters ’til i’m getting barbequed
my neighbors think that i’m stuck in a bad mood
don’t even know i feel great after huffing some paint fumes
eyes pout out of my head like a cartoon
vp, man, what the f+ck you been up to?

[verse 1: venting palace]
abhorrent the sh+t that comes out of my mouth
when all of this sh+t goes wrong
plays never come in no more
rap ain’t gonna mask your flaws
i could waste all my bands
but i could never waste my calm
holy when i’m solitary
sing my favorite psalms
tell me when it ends, i’ll be there waiting
she said she was saved but she needs saving
climb out of your ass and see the sunshine
you’ll get yours in due time
[hook 2: venting palace & saint sleep]
hey saint sleep, what the f+ck you been up to?
locked up in the crib and i’m starting a diet of cat food
f+cking with lighters ’til i’m getting barbequed
my neighbors think that i’m stuck in a bad mood
don’t even know i feel great after huffing some paint fumes
eyes pout out of my head like a cartoon
vp, man, what the f+ck you been up to?
counting monopoly money in timbuktu
friends with the mages; phase through your crew
scheming in silence, i’m playing the long game
what i’ve been doing you’ll know that soon
weight on my shoulders is bending reality
and now all my problems are inside out
hey saint sleep, what the f+ck you been up to?

[verse 2: saint sleep]
i ride a h+llcat straight into heaven
i work for your blessings, the pressure is crushing
fumble the bag and i fumble these shawties
i’m f+cking this b+tch and i block her on gmail (ahhhh)
i’m getting steady but i stay so rocky
love getting punched in the face like rocky
brain turn to slush and it’s wocky (watch how we gon’ maneuver)
sh+t go “doot, doot, doot, doot!” (yeah, you swear you knew)
yeah, i swear to god (i been down bad, i know how it do)
listen to y’all and it sound like swallowing glue

- saint sleep venting palace lyrics

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