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letra de the peaceful me - slimreaper

[intro]
yeah! (rest in peace to the peaceful me)
alright here we go (yo)
the volatile, nah nah f-ck it
i just, i just be feeling too peaceful to spit this joint
too peaceful to do any of this
it’s like patterns are (rest in peace to the peaceful me)
give it something, something like that
alright, never mind
i got something

[verse one]
the volatile wild child, smiled upon arrival
spitting these bars is my revival
addicted to diction that sh-t is survival
new addition to my inhibitions, is begging for forgiveness (sorry)
sins committed with eyes squinted
but lies inhibit the frame of mind
used to be the guy who kept the brain fried
too high to fly, but now i leave mc’s surprised
cause the empty lines have come alive
break free of mentality of the hive
eat, sleep, survive, repeat
deceived, so i proceed to retreat
and fight my own battles, riding words like a saddle
paved a path from gravel, saved from fate by the gavel
letters unravel like tiles from scrabble
thought i was clever, til i ate the poison apple
even rotten is better, could never let the noise dim
i’m dizzy from insisting, so please just let the boy spin

[hook]
from get the go, i could never let go
urges tempt me, pull like gravity
cycles turn and repeat
and patterns are planted even deeper than seeds
my patterns are planted even deeper than seeds
my patterns are planted even deeper than seeds

[verse two]
must have been summertime, cause i guzzled wine
to clear my troubled mind, fear the other side when i utter rhymes
but don’t mind my gutter mind, as i unwind behind fostered lines (but you know they’re mine)
homie offers puff puff starts to grind
when i’m lonely i’m not sure, if i take it plain i know i’ll cough pure
so relax and let the flask cure
choose the p-ss, injure in a blur
got two feet on the gas, dashing from flask to mask
with old wounds, to rehash
so i ask, “what happened to the stash?”
yeah i know the past is past, but i want the last laugh
came on to make a splash, have some fun
bumping nas, we back at square one
impaired by rum when snares make me glum
dared my manic glare to go frantic, see why i panic to keep it numb
bit more than i can spew, eat more than i can stomach
got these mad glares when the tape starts to plummet
f-ck it, i rhyme from sunrise to summit
from sunrise to summit (to summit)

[outro]
from get the go, i could never let go
urges tempt me, pull like gravity
full cycles turn and repeat
and patterns are planted even deeper than seeds
so rest in peace to the peaceful me

- slimreaper

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