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letra de soul - lucid aka tim richards

verse:

going through withdrawls, at the pitfalls
hoping for the best, coping with this mess with a crip cough
gripping the rope, while i wait for lift off, i’m a kid lost in the motions
got a zip lock to help me get focused, to avoid the criss cross
cuz i’ve been running in quick sand, staring at my wristw-tch
thinking of some sick thoughts, to get me out of this typo
get me out of this cycle
cuz i’m liable for the problems i might cause, eyes locked on the fortune
my god
got the formula to formulate a key
with a potion of potent alchemy we orchestrate the beat
police always out for mе, like i’m the enеmy
but i got tendencies, so don’t keep tempting me
with hennessy and better things, amphetamines, and everything
that a recipe for a cyclone, i might roam around the land
smoking on a pine cone for my pineal gland
as i try to expand, and you can try to relate
but you will not understand
d-mn its lucid living loosely off this loose leaf
thinking bout a peace of mind, what the truth brings
despite what you think, cuz we’ve lived it
in case you missed it, it’s just me and misfit

- lucid aka tim richards

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