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Sleep Walking
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so if freedoms a state of mind, then a part of me is in jail, sleeping behind bars that i wrote in my cell, hoping id sell, with this hopeless ambition coasting of failure, its like, my sights set on a prize thats not for sale yet, im sleep walking, im sleep walking, im sleep talking on the mic once the beats sorted, and the weeks sorta merge together, keeping track of time, im running backwards away from heaven, i can see the days rolling round with the seasons, i aint change a bit, still hooked on this rap shit, still looking toward a better picture, and gripping onto something thats non existent, a fictional vision of me, standing in front of millions, took a stab in the dark with my first verse, burst onto the scene, eyes closed like wake me up when im king, i said wake me up when im king, skip the talk about patience, im waiting for something real, it was all a dream until i fell, now its a nightmare and im stuck inside of this hell, alarm bells ringing because i took a look at myself, in the reflection of hindsight, wishing i could have bailed, i find peace when i walk with god, but thats a week since i walked with god, another week that iv lost to the current under my feet, leaving me 16 bars deep in another beat so im, sleep walking, so take a second if you will, let the beat walk you home on a dark night, show you the path right, or get the sparks flying in a room when the times right, or hit the mark when you're bringing out the right hook, or get you back on your feet when you're feeling real shook, i got hit with a dope beat, no looking back, sleep taking so a flow deep, now look at that...
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Keep Hold (ft. Sly)
01:59
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Moments
03:36
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School vvss Girls
01:35
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im sick to death with all this speculation, people got me guessing whats my next direction, when i just wanna make moves without the stressing, so instead of waiting im taking shots with nothing to celebrate yet, impatient for the day that we can go and say we made it, i brought the beat in thats when ideas got escalated, brought the weed in, thats then ideas got extra faded, a blurred line between success and reality, jumping through hoops pursuing something i havnt seen, but listen to that beat nocking at your door, with the baseline climbing through your window like marauders, been a, long time since i acted on my train of thought, more than happy with what iv got but still wanting more, hit with this boredom im swimming like dorsal, pool full of liquor thats just something that these women are drawn to, like a, mask to a snorkel watch your vision get distorted, people tell me plenty more fish in the sea but these are dangerous waters, you get to talking and shit gets blown out of proportion, like shaq with his missus looks like hes kicking back with his daughter, playing shows no matter what the audience, float like a butterfly, spit like its rigamortus he dead...
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Back to it All
04:00
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theophilus Auckland, New Zealand
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