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knife - nomatic lyrics

lookin’ at the wall as if it’s suppose to change
i guess i got one also up inside my brain
gotta knock it down, an build it up to make a record
that’s a record breaking way to never ever wake again
i got this tiny little friend he kinda edgy with offence
but he will have ya f*ckin’ back when everyone decides to flip

an that’s the meaning to this life, when everything go take a hike
an find yaself with out a key, an then there’s no where’s left to go
an so it’s cold an you can’t see, an so you fall into the snow
but you know just how that sh*t go, i made a record ’bout it
go an listen to it, till it flow untill it drown you like the ocean
it’s the music, it’s the potion, for the winter an the cold
an yeah i know, an yeah i know it
who you else know who spit like this, drip a spit like this
take a knife like this, down to my wrist like this (aye!)

lookin’ at the wall as if it’s suppose to change
i guess i got one also up inside my brain
gotta knock it down, an build it up to make a record
that’s a record breaking way to never ever wake again
i got this tiny little friend he kinda edgy with offence
but he will have ya f*ckin’ back when everyone decides to flip

oh sh*t, i just tripped
then it landed in yo hip
yeah i know it’s pretty sharp
ain’t no need to throw a fit..
throw his ass a couple spliffs, then i head back to the crib
with some hoes still on my mind, im a special peice of sh*t
an i toast up every night, cause a ghost can’t take a sip
an i’m focused on my mind, under substance like assist
tap em in when i be out, but he wrestle like a b*tch
so i never take the win, i just write ‘n do my best
i just try an make it end, think on this
would you ever listen, if i went an took my wrist an cut it open with some sissors
it don’t matter whether fiction, i just know some of these kids an i just know they need affection, don’t you tell me that this sh*t is dark an it don’t ever happen
this is why i bring it to the surface, so you can look down on your kid
an maybe show them some purpose, instead of f*ckin’ resentment
there’s kids who thirteen, who poppin’ pills filled with meth*in
you tell me that’s “okay”
an that my rhymes are offensive, or intent of makin’ someone feel lesser
i take them same kids an show them someone who gets it..
… f*ck

- nomatic lyrics

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