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Vessel (instrumental by  Aggressive Beats)

Head spun off LSD, heavenly entity
As ecstasy enters me messing with my chemistry
Technically a special breed heavy destiny ketamine
Breathlessly wreck this beat on ascension tragic if it ended

Travels have blended, my battles not contended
When it rattles its bending, call me a jackal with the venom
To dazzle I destroy the shackles dabble liquid dragon no paddle
Suspicious no tattle twisted visions no shadow

-

Fuck on no bullshit biz
Pull it pussy put it on my lips
Put it on all my fucking chips
Put it on em' yeah I body shit

Body it like a tsunami hit
No hobbyist they can't copy it
Just watch the shit - my cockiness
Never going to stop on my prophet tip

-

Straight outta space, god
Feel my face, nah
Late falling into place, yeah
Think I sealed my fate, how

Think I found a way
I bound to pencil page
Vessel come to save me
Face it I was failing

-

Hard as it starts, crack out the cranium
Fog in my garden land of the aliens
Haunted I'm cursed call it a bargain
Bet who is better the rawest of carbon  
  
Came with cannons came as a man and  
Minutes to midnight I may put hands on it  
Battle myself homie no sleep  
Lonely this road - too fucking deep  
  
Do what I don't Say what you won't  
Prove it I quote Move like a ghost  
Move it or lose it I'm glued to the movement  
Like many improvements But I am still human, 'ock  
  
Loosen the fluids Looming to tune in  
Fused to the gloom and Entombed in confusion, I  
Care about nothing 'Cept for my self  
Air it out on this Accepting no help  

-

Fuck on no bullshit biz
Pull it pussy put it on my lips
Put it on all my fucking chips
Put it on em' yeah I body shit

Body it like a tsunami hit
No hobbyist they can't copy it
Just watch the shit - my cockiness
Never going to stop on my prophet tip

-

Straight outta space, god-
Feel my face, nah
Late falling into place, yeah
Think I sealed my fate, how

Think I found a way
I bound to pencil page
Vessel come to save me
Face it I was failing

-

Swore I'd be better this time
Boy you better get after them rhymes
If nothing changes nothing changes
Busted chains and lusting for days and

Locked in a way like a fox does prey
Like a doc does say you'll never be fully healed
Fuck it all up my life goes round like a wheel
Nothing to feel

Willing to grind willing to put in my work
My time my mind really hurt
Fill in the ground cover with dirt
Give it a second I beckon to burst

Still, with the check-in I wreck it or worse
Still, with the weapons, I'm ready for war
Still, whip it out and dick down a whore
Still wigging out cuz I needed more
Written by gazellemon (Bradley J)
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