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letra de mess-eye-uh - mykele deville

[verse 1]
winging it
existence is pretty meaningless
without a secondary script sunk into the holster of your hip
i find no pleasure in false treasure
i gave a dollar to my one follower
and missed the last bus
f-ck
im slinging spit while looking up
and feeling them bones tense beneath my knuckles
my spirit buckles
but never falters
i wane and dip beneath the alter
to gain that tertiary sight
alright
let’s see what i’m about
and if the love remains devout
then i continue on my route
sowing them seeds in all the mouths of strangers
potential dangers shift colors in the brains of lovers
instead red becomes magenta
a hint of
baby blue
i know its
turning my cypher on it’s side to get that message through
maybe you’re underestimating my investment to you
or unaware that when i say you i really mean me
sovereignty

[chorus]
messy
human destiny
can’t you see
can’t you see
that i’m down on my knees
begging you to help, yelling please
humbling myself for your energy
are you even there? can you hear me?
am i talking to the self
or the entropy?

[verse 2]
it’s funny
i never thought to go for money
this land is crowded enough as it is
without another shiester draining life from an open wound
i wanna provide
but all i do is consume
i walk for many moons
tracing faith within my molecules
bragadocious in the face of science
my compliance makes me complicit
in all this evil sh-t you did
but i guess i missed it
never listen to the unworthy
that’s what you sold me, told me
repeating lies just to keep my feet from stopping
lowly option turned a prophet
built a palace off a coffin
soften
in the light
of the dark
feel the spark
on your skin
melanin
must’ve been
my only warning
i feel a yearning as i taste the tips of bushes burning
i can’t discern if i’m just useless
clinging to excuses
but whatever
i trust you’re really clever
and when i say you i really mean me
sovereignty

[verse 3]
spectre
waving your life like a septor
remember me from when we used to scheme on the block
pitching dreams to the flock
telling scenes from that stock story
the taste of glory
was never that far
from our lips
equipped with that pretentious of youth
attracted so many
while slowly curling twirling the truth
we bulletproof
or at last we thought we was
and then we got distracted by them lightning bugs
them flashes from the cameras
i think i lost my stamina just tryna keep up
as you continued sipping glory
steady filling your cup
never enough we grew the great divide
and said we’d split up all our stories in the afterlife
and now i guess that moments here and i can’t decide
if you were ever really her or was it always me….
ever really here or were you always me

- mykele deville

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