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no vaseline - lens lyrics

[intro]
going in, no vaseline
(mmmm*hm)

[verse 1]
dreaded thoughts, pensive a lot
left me to rot, lucky i’m not
dead or incarcerated
par for statement
par for racial
far from partial
confrontation
martial law? well laws i’m breaking
causing jaws to drop to pavement
not from awe, hope god’ll save ’em (bam)
left behind the minds i made up
mine ain’t taking bullsh*t lately
y’all just into fame: fixated
underarmour: overrated
ain’t got the bars; don’t hold the cadence
so many denominations
elections, and publications
f*ck it all, no information
opinions and nowhere avery
no respect and told we’re crazy
this flow is dope; it makes me dazy
but not bud it’s dab, insanely
framing your own brain. freeze!
name a badder pain; please!
life just torture, gain, it seems
grind to dust then make the gs
faking make ya pay the fees
vacant chamber, bullet leaves
a hole the size of quarter roll
the mortal soul escapes him. he
had a life he got for free
felt like he deserved to be
everything that’s on tv
news flash assh0l*: that is not reality

[chorus]
balance? more like fallacy
your b*tch? had her grabbing sheets
lacking satisfaction from action; man that’s a travesty
racking in cash and packing the gats and there’s still no dopamine
n0body wrote a flow that’s as cold as me: overdosed
on the lsd; now i’m dope; i drip h*lla beast, can you tell?
off the ketamine, life is swell when it’s up, when it’s down: it’s h*ll
cyclothymic, can’t find myself; still reminded my mind is filth
but divine in it’s process so all y’all cry if i k!ll myself (ooh)

[verse 2]
clarification:
all y’all are hating
acting like i wasn’t weird when i hated
myself for being exactly what i was
now that i’m better you hate what i’ve become
maybe cause your jealous, if not: continue on
i’ll know you the realest; the fake have gots to go
they’re taking up the whole d*mn world; what’s the reason?
f*cking sugar, money, hoes, and the phone of the season
look, when i’m honest i just want to be peaceful
but all these people is demons up in my grill; i’ll turn evil
lead let off, tires are squealing
homicide for a reason
not a mind that could deal
with all my problems; next meal unknown
no prada, no designer clothes
just honest and redefined hope
i need to find home
like those i envy; that overdose
hope you waiting for me up there, i’m close

[bridge]
hold the phone
never need to ring if it isn’t for the dough
you ain’t gonna chill, get the f*ck out my domicile
no denying i’m firer than firemen
let the liar burn with the lighter in
his hand; no blood, lil man
can’t even catch a bag without f*cking with the man nowadays, god d*mn

- lens lyrics

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