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“The Beautiful and Damned”
Originally formed out of freestyle over the track “Legend” on the new G-Eazy album The Beautiful and Damned which inspired this poem/freestyle as well.
(Daily Life)
some people keep it deep inside themselves; if I didn't write these words I would've been the cause within my own death, and the blood never seen spilt out on a bathroom floor. I seen myself cry more than anyone else; & I've said this shit before as I watch that reflection break and I cut myself on glass; I enjoyed the red trail down, all I know is hell below, always up high; somehow I'm looking toward the sky awaiting something that might come; a question to answer everyone else's; but I am no one. no one asks me about me unless it's about the red; and to tell you the truth I lost its meaning the past few days all I been doing is feeling emptier than bowls cashed before afternoon cause I gotta feel something in the death of winter. Looking into papers stuffed with green I dream on making it; on what? I'm not sure of it; not sure what the fuck I'm doing but I'm still acting full of it, Still locked in my own box afraid to step out; But ain't nothing limited, I only wish I could find that motivation to keep moving forward; the easy thing to do would be to take that car and ride it out till I'm outta gas and go strip, work for some cash, start new, always running from a past, act like I didn't come up from white America, act like I can move my hips like I grew up knowin my roots showing through I can't be honest with myself that's why I've changed the hair color so often, another phase goin on with Meg; them roots showin through only I don't know the reality of the seed I come from; I'm empty within an inside, a heart gone cold & I still swear I could love them, until then I'm on a substance to substitute her absence in my daily life presence this is what I've always known, I can't keep that all in. I write it out;
Freestyle
(Daily life)
I exist on thursday, & Ill admit
I nodded my head,
cruising with my right hand on the steering wheel
a blunt in my left, exhale changing weather; it's all fog,
night fell down cause that's the only time I love to ride
I won't hide behind the grey
but I'm addicted to grey;
smoking till my eyes fall low
damn I never wanted to be relatable, but the ones who made it are the ones who got me constantly drowning into words I can't keep up with,
maybe that's why I spark up so much,
waiting to write something more real than; this
Fuck;
the double conscious
only sees me alive living well through daylight;
but I'm just rolling stones
and I keep falling in love with rolling stones,
addicted to a lifestyle they're adapting to by the voice inside their speakers, but isn't that how I got here?
I know it's not gonna make sense to you, but I don't think I wanna always make sense of what I'm writing, riding out Mary Jane in the passenger seat
& the Virgin Mary's son around my neck,
pray the Lord don't let me catch those red and blue lights flash
my rear view mirror;
senseless through the hours as they form darker shades,
I think I have a few addictions one of them just happens to be pain,
I wrote a bar one time, said
I needed the hurt because it was the only way I could feel myself next to her;
I'll never exploit who she is to me,
so call me a liar for hiding that truth
but I'm not ready to let her go
I keep having dreams that the opportunity will come soon;
I've been walking on broken glass,
bled enough
I know I'm just looking crazy on the canvas, with red paint falling down my face;
smoking way too much I can't feel anything; & she's not unconscious
that's how mad I am in a conscious mind,
double that, she's just a shadow unseen;
the dark side of my matter;
little miss lonely star,
but I switched the tape &
I just nodded my head, he's right;
what can I say?
These Things Happen,
DUB INC - My Freestyle (Album "Diversité")
FS #1
I'm fucking stuck because I keep having thoughts of all the thots that came through fucking boring because all I do is talk life so plain compared that to white chalk to that of a rainbow that pops up and I'm like HEYO "where did the fucking rain go" every single drop is a reminder of past and memories I would have fun but your face I can't read do you even breath? Heart so cold ever since my dick hit your spleen Oh shit did I accidentally mention my size no need to emphasize people let me say it out loud "NOT A 7" Like 7 7 7 but I still can't get to heaven Because I fucked over too many angels in all sorts of angles Now back to how I can't read your face not illiterate but total expression Like that was a question Apparently you being under my reign gave you depression
Dub Incorporation - My Freestyle
7/9/2014
If I do anymore head bobbin' I'm gonna turn into a pigeon.
i don't wanna go there, i refuse to go there i'mma let it be beautiful because if i say something i'll be attacked and it'll get ugly. i'mma let it be beautiful for now but i see your true colors you're not slick. time's ran out your expiration date has gone away. the expiration day is when the love fades away.
Circle the block ock. Merry-Go-Round
Tonight is a maybe so with Jayvizo Right now I'm on Carol block They don't like me cas I'm cocky Prolly think I got a barrel cocked No glock. I'm from a badder block Shit on em n hit em w wut my blatter got Piss. I run this Old block, new balance. On the clock as I push malice Work. I do it for the twerk Where to start and where to ask her She as cold as that ass in Alaska. I had to end it by nutting fasta. IMA rassss ta. I love passssta. Thug it out. G-night. Hasta mañana Mañana hasssta @unusualwritings