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letra de exhale the bullshit - irahnik

[verse 1]
i’m so addicted to these harsh hits, son of a gun
i’m blowing the bullet to you narcissistic f-cks and martians
stop this, lucid lucy got me viewing buddha
“but is it really buddha,” i ask, don’t know the future
medulla oblongata destroyed by louis and prada
i’m honestly thinking bout a life-changing pavement, there’s nada
simply asking for the weed leaves to please cease
and breathing trees ain’t me, i’m tryna succeed, believe me
spiral down my spinal, feeling suicidal
all my vitals feeling idle, it’s a cycle, feeling frightful
might go up to where michael went
or perhaps some time before that, i might commit
and i’m just sitting, thinking bout everything that’s going wrong
i’m a p-wn in this life game, off of methadone
strung and confused, that’s why i’m viewing the blues
but i’ve reduced my juice amount, got some more things to remove
i abused and misused and infused all these strains
with some (psy-psy-psy-psy) psychedelics, scr-w-ng up my brain
i thought it was all arcane, never thought i’d go insane
containing all these inhumane chains, cuz i hydroplaned
viewing everything in sepia, paraplegia
seems like it’s infecting me, i suffer from utter media
brainstorm haze causes x’s in my mind
astral projection with some camouflaged signs
trying to be divine, but always i undermine
i’m trying to be defined, but why am i not inclined?
climbing up to the highest point possible
but then i slip and fall, then it all seems impossible

[verse 2]
inhale the goodness, exhale the bullsh-t
soon i will be pure, not crooked or bent, no forfeit
trapped within imaginary walls, it feels like it’s all dust
you marred us, feeling this way since the middle of august
it’s been getting hard to write these words on the loose leaf
the lucy and the blue dream have made me become absurd
i’ve always been getting too hurt and succ-mbing to ashes and dearth
lack of the plasma and all the matter had me set to burst
blasphemy in my raps, ameen; alchemy k!lled my sanity
i’m bout to be a tragedy, still tryna be the new majesty
my strategy is flawed, my sanity is gone
i’m so wrong, but look up to god; the definition of rapping this song
hitting the bong, i’m feeling the vibe; dank too strong, i’m getting too high
i don’t know why i think i’m so fly, all of these spiders are making me die
and i think i’mma cry til i get a new rise, or maybe i’ll fight til it’s over
need a new clover preferably kosher; for now i’ll stay covert
i am no poser i’m riding the wave of life; up and down this coaster ride
i don’t take pride in widening my eyes, deny the lies that come to my face
i’m out of place, no i don’t know why i suffer this hate
gracious hatred hitting me hard; alarmed, but snoozing the pace
honestly i swear to he i will not breathe more trees, secede the deed
gonna be free to be myself, positives outweigh the sheath
me, myself, and i; for now i’ll just stay dormant
hearing the organ play near my fortress, path is split into portions
i left orbit, now i’m in the sky and i’m way up here
soon i’ll be crashing down, surrounded by my fears
climbing up to the highest point possible
but then i slip and fall, then it all seems impossible

- irahnik

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