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AfterWord

Track 12 This is the project that has took the longest, because it required me to look at others, and within myself... this is what I realized through experiencing Sonder [n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own-] Lyrics: i assume, that when youre in the room, theres somethin comin after me, or am i paranoid, you know you know theres nothin wrong with my mind promised that would be the last time might just move back to south side, talkin nola, miss the kinda people who took col drank over soda, playin with ya life if you playin with the culture we all keep it real, we aint fuckin with the vultures cryin out i look for you to cure my pain again, in my head know i dont need it dont care what they said, all these ghosts in my room come to life, feel like their draggin me to the other side, ask me all the time if i think that im alright, got some shit up in my closet always keep it out of sight, thinkin that the days done when all the streetlights come to life, then you call and the cycle goes round and round and round so its another one, look just like the other one, feelin like son of a gun, hear the shots i never run, real suspense that dundundun, what the fuck you runnin from, bad ass kids we poppin shit like gum up in your ear duh-rums, honestly work like i play, hopin one day that i get a lil pay, but lowkey this shit feel like a spray and a pray, peekin the corner mopin when somebody say it sounds lazy, like id love to see you do this shit till people call you crazy, stayin up till 2 am tryin to a rhyme for, wait see, you got me monologuin that could cause a problem, talk too much and people take it hardly, oddly cause im honest, they like shit you get at magic parlors, id bet money so come gimme my parlay, every payday, least it comes our way, but i promise baby im an artist, need proof and lately i been on it, lately i been on it, thats an homage proof that im an artist cryin out i look for you to cure my pain again, in my head know i dont need it dont care what they said, all these ghosts in my room come to life, feel like their draggin me to the other side, ask me all the time if i think that im alright, got some shit up in my closet always keep it out of sight, thinkin that the days done when all the streetlights come to life, then the cycle goes round and round and round (Look. Since a kid, i done knew, i was different had dreams of a star and i thought it was me now i come with a vision the way i roll up in a M truck you could think i give damn bout emissions I stay on the ten like the seven and three you can not get a mention these sorry ass niggas be trying to my gangster, so done with the love now im makin a rager, the beep get attention like hittin your- wait, i be on shit so ahead of my time that for half of the year felt like fallin behind just to see what its like in the life of a nigga who dont really put his own mouth to the figures, you know that im different, last couple albums was preachin the peace but i almost crashed out on my second release guess it wasn’t enough to get all eyez on me, so this shit word to pac that ill make it this year, niggas be talkin bout havin a throne but if you play the music im takin your chair, i done held back just to make this shit fair but i fear that the talent just aint really there, this aint critique thats tout sweet this a warning that ima be lurkin the streets of the game with a hunger so great that you lead me to stable im eatin for weeks, i see the fakers of gangsters i dont need the fable i done seen some real ones live right down the street of the ninth in the night of september 2015 made it fourth of july, hope they was sprayin the sky, or somebodys momma was prayin her baby die, i cant share the fate of that guy, i gotta keep climbin cause i promised marmar and shug id be touchin the sky, one of these days, real gon see real and then bills gon get paid, till then in the stu ima lay, got work to do afterward theres still bread to be made, theres always bread to be made, i need a retwist and maybe a fade, but i know that i got one more banger to make, i know that genius takes several days, no narcissism just keepin it straight, got too much work i aint takin a break, but afterward runtz get to bakin the fade #music #undergroundartist #art #newmusic #indiemusic #alternative #artist #SHAD #newartist #genre #style #songs #ascap #unsignedartist #nolabel #goodmusic #greatmusic #bestmusic #musicislife #spotify #altmusic #ctrlaltdel #sonder #love #bouquet #flowers