Often

Often
So many times, so many rhymes, go to sleep, luck never shines

At the spot, you talk but nothing comes out
Your existence is a void, just a price for clout
Hold the glass, and swirl it around
My patience swirls like the spirits on your breath.
I love you to death, and death is your cab ride home.

Streaming lights, jaded sidewalks, and swaying shadows in store.
Perhaps this might even the score. You’ll be back for more. …back for more.

So many times, so many rhymes, go to sleep, luck never shines
So many times, so many rhymes, go to sleep, luck never shines


I’m twenty records deep, enough to let the spirits seep.
I will admit I am like you, except for that word we call truth.
I’m sure you’ve heard of it, although the concept is new….For you.

So many times, so many rhymes, go to sleep, luck never shines
So many times, so many rhymes, go to sleep, luck never shines

Look down as the black mask swirls, from your eyes
Round and round it goes till it catches your lies.
Make friends with the rest, and miss out on what’s best.
Just another consequence, pull it in to your chest.

So many times, so many rhymes, go to sleep, luck never shines
So many times, so many rhymes, go to sleep, luck never shines