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FABRIC (Draft)
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Kevin Abstract
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Yeah, I can't sleep like I used to The world will try to tell you who you are before you get to Explain yourself, your thoughts Your motives and all of your reasons Two albums every season, what the hell do y'all believe in? Why the hell do y'all keep reachin'? In the evenings when I see 'em I tell myself that love will be the thing to keep us from grieving Need something new to believe in 'Cause these new n***as'll change on you I mean they change on you Why the hell did BBC only write about me When it comes down to controversy? What about three CD's in one year with no label? Then we signed and our story turned into a f**king fable I was that n***a in a room With no motherf**kin' cable and no table Now my mom call me whenever she need her car note Cellphone, whatever bill paid too, y'all n***as losers You don't understand why I do what I do, so let me do it Get the hell on, let me do it, get the hell on, let me do it You don't understand why I can't get up and shout I keep tellin' ya You don't understand why I can't get up and shout Stay rough, get buff, get out, hey, boy Stay rough, get buff, get out The monsters swarm 'round with them toys The monsters swarm 'round with them toys Hey, boy, stay rough, get buff, get out Hey, boy, stay rough, get buff, get out The monsters swarm 'round with them toys The monsters swarm 'round with them toys I been so p*ssed off, I can't even think straight Weight hefty on the shoulders, forget the accolades Two face (Masquerade) Foreplay (Found a way) Face switch, rorschach, got different personalities I been off the grid lately, I been planning trips with Tavi' I been feeling insane, the roof need some ventilation 'Body need a celebration, got a cup high up There's a toast for your pu**y ass I don't really care cause I'm living my life f**k your opinion, I'mma do what I like If you love me then just love me, no games played tonight So the color on her neck, it look like a lightbrite I don't really care cause I'm living my life f**k your opinion, imma do what I like If you love me then just love me, no games played tonight So the color on her neck, it look like a lightbrite I'm used to feeling good as dead I'm used to needing, a helping hand I'm used to, feeling, useless man I used to, wanna, be a garbage man Somebody different and, I still feel out of place It's like I'm god's mistake, if he even exists I can't tell these days, I wish I could cause then I'd pray Maybe I'll find some relief, Maybe I'll find a way to break free From all the f**ked up parts of me That they don't see, but they tryna see I can hardly breathe, it's too much for me I'm too much for me, when will it end I don't even know where to begin Don't mind me, I'm just killin' time (You can pick me to pieces) But if you've got a lifeline, throw it, throw it
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