NEZZY OFFICIAL - Exit Through the Gift Shop

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Substantially conflicted
Energy efficient
10 toes down
Can't knock me off my pivot
Said it & i did it
If im wrong, i’ll admit it
I lost too many homies to gunshots
That were self inflicted
All the mother has now is images
Let’s unit with our differences
Instead segregating
Walls closing in
Feel like im suffocating
Spiritually free, you call it rap
I treat it more like poetry
Not a ounce of hoe in me
Music never was a hobby
Always felt more like obsession
I don’t need weapon
I will kill a motherfucker verbally
Murder in the first degree
Won’t stop until the whole world heard of me
Gold plated brass knuckles
Have you knocked out luxuriously
Cosmic absurdity
Why can’t we all just coexist in harmony
& stop resorting to the pharmacy
For your kids while they brains still developing
Foundation settling
Floating in a pool of gratitude
Im immersed in it
Grandma still waiting for a song
Where i don’t curse in it
Too much shit on my chest
I went a long time wit my emotions suppressed
Bars so on point they pierce bulletproof vests
Driving while hallucinating
Bumpin tribe called quest
This experimental rap, stanford prison
Fuck every one of you bastard politicians
Brainwashing & rebranding our opinions
Til we reach a state of oblivion
We’re slaves, not civilians
Known to get shit poppin
Journey through my ill mind
Feel like the white hopsin
Trynna quit my day job
Pondering escape routes often
It’s fucking exhausting
Is all this time spent writing
Ever gonna to get me anywhere? or maybe
I should pick up a more feasible career
Take a leap of faith or stay guided by fear
Always felt like the misfit amongst my peers
Look
Exit through the gift shop
& cop a souvenir
I don’t need a therapist
Just the man in the mirror
When you this fly
You don’t need landing gear
Your savior is here
Its NEZZY