syrup spit in my ear
teaching me how to slide
and
she the hip hop record
out the san francisco's
out of the san francisco
hurdled *****
exchange rates
mastering the filthy turn
broken horn memories
adjacent his new coats
he had and hadn't given
away
how he wound down towns
spendings is spring
weathers are drying deserts
behind her eyes
so depressing sad
how about some ice cubing
and she would run home
alone
just couldn't get around
to their name

Deliberate New York

Hey repeat
You a needer
Last night the today beeper
Called me back
Hey repeat
Ima lose her?
Night wards under rains
Ferry won’t visit my shores
Last daymare you have?
Me running out of boys
Like girls cost news
Hey miss
Did works close the deal?
Didn’t rules get you clothes?
Ima mystery from ireland
Just like tank shells
Follow my wind
Brushed off the vested
Gotta let you bake it
Take nuns home in limes
Paused enough lines to bury the sun’s syrup

sub standard, expect
wrong eyes and damaged
no checks
judged and jealous
at being the difference
you couldn't fill us
without my sanctity
i'd swallow
and until it bends
im the pillow
it bites and i learn to cry
hunting my own mountains
she will have learned saying goodbye's

goodbye's the way i see
one day i can learn to breath
hates the day i ran my mouth down
down to the inner city

then he went an gave up
drinking all the garbage
sips out of his ***** gulp's
freelancing ain't what you hear from
it's earth, sun
remember she aint your mum

call me out, outside into the ***** fields to run