Pen Bending

By A7PHA

On II

Released on November 11, 2022

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Yeah!


[Verse 1: doseone]

Tiger prodded

I decided, just to buy[?]

While defying, food and water

I provided why it dying

By alighted[?] if you got 'em

Don't ensure it didn't got 'em

Let em like a baby[?] slave into the tidal wave

And given all you got to gave but never paid

What do you say?

Drained, strained, grey, crystal, cold-heart

Character is what you are in the dark

Be wary of wise men bearing gifts

And digital-pyramidical grifts

Truth muted how who[?] Buddha sits

Spiritual leech[?] lich[?]

These[?] gets truth grits

Teeth, gums bleed drips

Pen-water, the nеver-father, evеr-nova

The handsome baggage-having, trauma-holder

The burning-bird

Capture sick [burn the] prop master

[?]-self collapser

Wrapped deep in a faster

Atlas bagger

Last drop of It Factor

Sad hatter

Killer, skinner, trapper

Knife-twirling

In a shame-skin shearling

Un-white sight of a ghost work

And smell of cinder and boiled-bourbon

Wishbone bursting, rich red curtains

Part to reveal a deeper, darker, harder spark

Bitches, bullies, and brokers can argue it's art or something

And its[?] square can scratch skull about

What if I did away with any doubt

Let my subconscious have at the mouth

And super-keys to where all these cellars lead

Somewhere way down safe and fear-facing

Endless-adjacent nested-basements

When I lock a feeling up, it's elaborate and laborious

Soli-tutankhamun'n [?]

But not a monument

More like where comet hit

Gonna need rope and ladder

Talking half-way to Hades

All the way past magma

Or whatever makes this rock revolve

And grow granite

Just far enough from the flame-planet to evolve

Taken for granted

Not melt

Haven't thawed, haven't felt

Havin' hope[?], cope[?] and delved[?]

I flex, vessel[?] in the lighthouse that I call myself

However I can't fix

Control help

I'm only so well

Still killing the tell

Groove where I fell

A change trying

Die wildin', ride lightning

(This might take a lifetime)


[Chorus: Doseone & Mestizo]

I wanna rap until the solid glass trap of my identity crack

And free-hand it after that

Like the world's first map

And get my way with bending pen back


[Verse 2: Mestizo]

This one's for the riders, the night timers and outsiders

Seeing-eye dogs, Peaky Blinders, and sidewinders

Half-time glass shiners, half out of my mind

But thus is the world where the busters get the girl

[?] more cash for dying, I'll just skip the theatrics

That was one for the lions and less the fresh Columbian kind

Doin' disco backflips, society caters to this kind of madness

Shattered fragile realities, swallowed by the mouth of spring

Barefeet after running on stained cracked concrete

Boiling exhausted my baby bottled [?]

Kind of atmosphere makes murderers and breeds victims cling[?]

There's only one armor that protects beyond the soul

Can't avoid stepping in a cesspool

It's a chess game, best keep a sharp mind

I think better with my left brain (a rare kind)

I take turns, I learn curves, I fail first

I hold the way to the exit and be the last one through the door

And if I can manage these pleasures, these stress relievers

These endorphins, carelessness could be the death or metamorphose

An extra mile is only a mile, I just kept walking

And worked hard and slept often

And greeted change with a smile

Ain't no competition to be cautious, I enjoy it all

I could find a champion in a decent heart[?] no more city bleeding art[?]

And nail my flesh to the wall, it's only flesh

I never cause a threat and keep the audio in check

I leave the problems to the powers, heed the domino effect

And one by one, I watch them fall, never wish for it at all

And that's the God-honest truth, stripped naked in the raw[?]

'Cause who am I to judge? Humans groom dishonor

And I've done so much dirt my tears are turning into mud

But blood's thicker than water, my love [?] heals

And broken promises I use the pieces from the human heart to rebuild

(This might take a lifetime)


[Chorus: Doseone & Mestizo]

I wanna rap until the solid glass trap of my identity cracks

And freehand it after that

Like the world's first map

And get my way with bending pen back