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letra de work hard - social lubricant

[verse 1]
a snow globe spinning on its axis
woke up with epistaxis
shooting pool while i do my taxes
where my cash is
watch it all disappear (poof magic)
gotta hand it to me though
when it comes to floating i’m a pro
gone with the wind
without sin
i’d probably hug a cinder block in lake michigan
fill me up and close the cap
i’m a little bit confused find it hard to ask
it’s not in my nature unlike the flask
in my hand as i spit this verse
slurring words that i can’t take back
give me more scenarios
(so)
i can over -n-lyze
(why)
nothing ever seems right
when i soak it all up before i hit the light
empty containers in the bedroom
next to thе fruit of loom
i only want it that way
so i’m not the one getting usеd
infused with a lot of woes
getting high to hide the lows
behind every laugh is a task
when you don’t want the world to know
you’re looking through a lense that doesn’t fit
most times you wish it did
i don’t even know if i can live my life
with this sight uncorrected
[verse 2]
the pills and powders
can’t help myself
the money and the power
can’t help myself
leave the pack get devoured
can’t help myself
but i’m all alone out here on my own

feel like moses in the desert but then i ain’t even got a god
been workin’ 40 hour weeks and feel like i ain’t even gotta job
i’ve been saving what i can ducking debt collectors
and my health fails then i’m f-cked for real
yeah i’m stressed to death so i’m collecting pills
tryna find a little moment i could own the bliss with
breath for a second then it’s back to business
if i say it’s all p-ss am i pessimistic
even half full sh-t ain’t gold
tryna finally feel but this sh-t ain’t soul
it’s so artificial
that euphoric build is so far from blissful
but it’s more than real
what a situation where a twisted nation
so caught up in the fallacies we learn to embrace them
we suffer through reality with pain as payment
then celebrate life using simulations
stimulates our only stimulations
a plastic paradise for the dull complacent
a cold dead h-ll for those of us still thinking
it’s not a tantrum or an addict’s anthem
this is song a letter to the population
the drugs didn’t ruin some great foundation
never had the truth we were raised adjacent
the schools are ratchet
the church a racket
so work on that sh-t and don’t just blame them
i’m not addict
i’m not dramatic
so take these ideas and entertain them
you lose if you win in the game we’re playing
if you don’t score points then your food is taken
we all find ways to stop ourselves from–
we all find ways to stop ourselves from thinking
the pills and powders
can’t help myself
the money and the power
can’t help myself
leave the pack get devoured
can’t help myself
but i’m all alone out here on my own
the pills and powders
can’t help myself
the money and the power
can’t help myself
leave the pack get devoured
can’t help myself
but i’m all alone out here on my own

- social lubricant

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