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[nytedevlin]

…I might slouch but im not slovenly, maybe ill open the door to see , and paint a perfect picture so clean that you would think i was orderly…

…Keep recording me, don’t order me, if i have to go door to door to be the type of man you need, ill stack so much paper and make you my quarter piece….

…?See hustling is what you do when you’re trying to make a mil, it’s rough, in the streets, when you’re looking for a deal. So roll one with me, if you gotta break a bill, you need to keep your head up high if you don’t want to catch a chill?…

…cling to life’s good graces, sprinkled with sour faces, a hard life will show who you really are when it puts you through its paces…

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What you don’t atone for is what you are turning what might have been a mistake into something that you do. Far be it from me to make judgment but I am not privy to the wealth of God’s wisdom if you see it fit to seek him for it.

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I know one thing for certain, I could never feel alone with all of this rage inside of me.

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Sometimes life sucks like a gravity bong, as soon as god hit the shit I knew that ima’be on.

-crazy town’s Shifty - Shellshock Voice

-Run the Jewel’s - El-P Voice

One! Stacking so much bread that you would think it was for fun, don’t put no work in front of me, because “it’s over(chorus)”you know It gets it done!

[nytedevlin]

…a series of sorrowful seeds sown sorrily, successful is something they oughta be, never hearing them scream audibly, not even if the pain was harrowing.

…i wear my heart up on my sleeve you don’t have to tell me when you see it bleed…listen

Like, excuse me Ms.Lady I think you look good,

Nah, Im working love, but really if you want to know that im still from the hood.

I know that life comes in slices, so im looking, and it’s never not who’s the nicest.

Im just trying to find the lady who is going to accept for my vices.

I just have to hope that it reaches, no im not trying to be facetious, i just want to take you home and see what it’s like to have someone to eat with.

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I wouldn’t ask you to walk in my shoes. But if you bought a similar pair maybe you would be less likely to step on them. If you aren’t willing to do that? Or the same store doesn’t exist? Then the terms we are speaking on can only reach so far.

In lamens is that i will not equate or struggles but the outcome has a similar equivalence then i may accept your word as bond.

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Sitting and complaining, sitting and complaining, sitting and complaining, the sounds of the grating, frustrations abating, my vices, evading. Conversation? Evading. Look me in the eyes and then you tell me that im crazy. Are you serious? The lazy. Eye!

Don’t let me catch you trying to grab a piece of the pie. Nothing under the sun belongs to you, just lay down and die. All your questions answered and it turns out they’re just a lie. That can’t be the love of your life if all she said is, bye! Kiss your two fingers and place them on your head as they send you up to the sky.

So unless that knock is for you then shut up because its true , you’ll just be…

Sitting and complaining, sitting and complaining, sitting and complaining, the sounds of the grating, frustrations abating, my vices, evading. Conversation? Evading. Look me in the eyes and then you tell me that im crazy. Are you serious? The lazy. Eye!

[nytedevlin]

A 5 hour work day, 6 hours total. What is the cost of this new norm?

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Imagine, what the truth will do for you. I need words to cut so deep that God himself would tell a lie.

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Have you ever had something that you would normally enjoy turned into something viciously unpleasant, viscerally violent, and physically, and mentally painful? And all of it, just your body reacting to a wandering, uncontrollable imagination? Which is driven by an inconsolable depression that makes up most of your internal emotional existence? And any outward emotional exertion results in exhaustion which causes a regression into it?

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I wonder what the best and worst versions of myself are doing right now, at this moment. Would I be jealous or perhaps melancholic? Respecting the lines of paradox what questions would I then be tasked with answering after I receive this knowledge, would it be speculative? Or would they exist as the complete parallel to my entire existence. Would it matter?

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Curse me with your word and damn me with your actions. Do I really cause you such pain that you only seek my folly?

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Killing you by word of mouth, because actions cannot speak louder than the deafness of your ears.

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When you leave someone out in the cold, make sure they are stark naked so that they can hardly defend themselves from the elements of nature.

A lesson learned.

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Dissolve my emotions into chemical manipulation, because my search for meaning wasn't meaningless fixation. Destruction is the reality to the source of my elation, my ire is not uninspired, a paid debt to your frustrations.

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Break your jaw into your ears…hear the crunch and snap for years…

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Dash my spiritual body to ash and chain me to hot coals, abandon me in an endless desert with only salt water to drink. Stoke me with a fire that burns by daylight, and chill my skin by the light of the moon. Bound my feet and lash my back, as hounds give chase to my waking mind. Where do i seek shelter? And what comfort is afforded to me? Only where I become the instruments of my own discontent do I reap. Why then would I care what is sowed?