Climbing out the grave slate
Twisted with a grave haste
My main stay
Within the nether realms left me
A strange taste
In my mouth and gullet
Sullen constant after something
The chase has been my life
Achieved with
Nothing much to show but weakness
With the following
Voyeuristic view of life happening
From distances afar
With my stolen heart
Shoved in my mouth my whole world it falls apart
I'm duly wrought
With habits and offenses
Golden glass fences
And 8 balls for vision
My system funk will rise for that north wall glisten
Sickened after life
the second rise will be my after light
Continue to the savage life
Or would you rather die
Drop dead wicked from the symptom
Kick it
Mooly flip it
Diagnosed with trauma from the futures digits
I suture figments
From reality estranged
Legless tutor of the maimed
You and I are not the same
Fake H dungeon
We the rulers of the game
Rise from ashes after moonlight
Wanton child child sacrifice
From altar to afterlife
In the wake of the fall
Troy burns yes it does yes it does
Pleasant love pleasant fuck
I let my flag burn brightly
Freak fuck flying dolla swag be about me
I'm grounding all live wires in the ground drown around me
I murder wicked twisted
In the night I sleep soundly
Leather gags and chains bound me
To the earthly desires
To light fires
Watch the village burn
I'm aiming from the dump
Hella tired of the bullshit but the foolish make it jump
Regardless of your lessons that this life deal out
About to peel out
Run down anyone who didn't bring my meal out
Real clout pastor at the altar with his steel out
I feel how
Hopeless it can all be the cycle
I know men that kill men that kill men with rifles
Feeling suicidal? Blast it
I'm living purely fucked until I'm clearly in a casket
Head to toe in plastic bastard
Straight talk about real-world issues on this EP from Orlando rapper 44Pablo, with gritty, soulful production by Jwbnx. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 24, 2021