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Light Sleeper


I know I’m an emotionally disturbed
Person
People think I’m talkin’ to myself
When i’m
Rehearsin’ on the rhyme. a mass
Productionist,
A mass production matador, pan it
More to
The left, there you go. minimize the
Synthe-sizer wiser when I wind up for
The pitch, but I don’t pitch a bitch
’cause
Sales get derailed and towed an
Abundance
Of cash. damn, I let it go. he was my man.
I tried to trust him, but I busted him
Twice
In my trash can and I’m askin’. I don’t
Need
Psychology to see, the dichotomy in
Me.
Knew something was fishy, but i’m
Better than
Wishy washy or topsy turvy. it kinda
Irked
Me that I caught him sleepin’
’cause I try
To be wide awake, but ye slows it
Down
So I can’t dilate and show that i’m
Bigger
Than that. but I also have to consider
The fact that opposed to him not
Being
The right peeper, I’m a light sleeper

So what does it mean when I reach
Maturity
And still see that I’m not the mayor of
My
Mayonnaise, the master of my milieu.
At least I have a swing and a few
Things
On my mind, it’s never a good nighty
Night
Just a rise ’n’ shine. why’s the rhyme
So important. why do I have to be so
Potent and blow the mic a flow
Without
Chokin’ - I don’t. I’m arrogant and
Outspoken
Mouth no token I’m just a roust about.
I have a house and clout but I don’t
Come tight
But it’s routine since few fiend for true
Hip-hop. it’s a trip when I drop my style
And forget it and forget where I got it
From and how I got ’em sprung
’cause i’m
Stuck on myself and I depend on my
Luck
And wealth for health matters so i
Don’t
Explode with stress I’ll serve you an
Elf
Platter they’ll tell me my shit is fatter
Than the first but I’m a light sleepin’
Rapper in a hearst

I don’t wear sarongs in my songs.
I diss
The skirts in verses an I used to
Measure
My demeters with clever panometers
But
I bounced like a pogo and I’m solo
With
The hobos. a nocturnal colonel in a
Journal
I put fly kids’ eyelids to rest a detour
For deep sleep when I freak beats I snap
Like a defective contraceptive and my
Sleep
Will be light, so you’ll know that i’m
Tight




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