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THE RECKONING is upon us - a seductive, soul-sucking, synth-accompanied soliloquy brought to you by Jaz Kahina's chronic chest-void, Nutty P's manifested audio hallucinations and none other than Jordan Grant Films providing the disturbing vision... D.O.P/Cam Op/Editor: Jordan Grant Music Production, Mixing & Mastering: Nutty P Written & performed by: Jaz Kahina Concept: Jaz Kahina Play THE RECKONING on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/74wuw0... Play THE RECKONING on Apple Music: / the-reckoning-single Instagram: @jordangrantfilms @jazkahina @mynameisnuttyp Lyrics: I leave the flat coat on - all leather, I got a plan to meet the girls - all Heathers And JD got the coke and he’s being reckless He’ll put the barrel to ya boat just to impress us Bad boys bag a baddie and it ain’t coz he banging on em Ballied up and Aggie it’s the baggage that he carries; the damage got me tallying the time until we marry hope trial miscarries (I love you) I hoard death row letters, score stories of hexes and love vendettas The more that he’s wretched I call and collect him The down, outs and desperate a morbid selection And I’m a vulture of the tragic, tumultuously captive in this masochistic matching A paradox of parasitic gifting and attachment I give it cos you’re lacking but I’ll take your spirit atoms I’ll get you off the drugs have you hooked on my love I’ll pick you off the floor leave you wanting some more See I got this little trick where I treat you with a peek it’ll get you out you coffin have you knocking at my door This guy I tweet is kinda sweet but it’s kinda peak He’s under 6 feet I might just decline to meet He said that’s really shallow and try dig deep When I agreed he sent me shovels and a couple peeps They seem to source me the taunted & the poorly He awfully adored me but his thoughts were kinda gory I blocked calls and told him that he shouldn’t mourn me But now he likes to haunt me through his Instagram stories His PTSD makes me write back, I find that his mind’s like a minefield (I like that) And P.S., the D gimme flashbacks I’ll cache that for climax No iMac - my minds eye’s an IMAX And when I’m bored of the aggro I’m on my jack jones watching Spawn on my Mac Pro I’ll be back though cos I'm torn like a black hole; Stack dough and grow or reform all these trapped souls