Dreams

[Fritzoscenic]

The devil is a woman and my mind's her idle play thing like an iPhone when she's bored
she likes to finger fuck my brain, but I don't mind, not to complain,
I kinda like it when she reaches in and tugs my weakest link and makes me think these wicked things,
Like what is love, what is life and how can both just end so easy, does a sinner feel regret
and does my savior really see me?
has he learned to turn his gaze from all the sins that I'm committing,
is it him who I betray when thoughts like these invade my dreaming?
Will the devil come to stay and fuck with all my inner demons?
And If music is the gift she gave to man than why we singing?
Every time I write a rhyme am I just pushing her agenda?
Is that why I choose to write these hurtful words? not to offend ya
but I can't defy these thoughts that fill my mind when I'm in silence,
I can't help but fill the void with harmful words and songs of violence,
cause the fact I'm taking lyrics from my soul and making art
is just as painful as the act of ripping pieces from my heart.
Like Dreams.

[New Classic]

It's New Classic on the verse, it's been a while, for like a minute, this time I promise I won't curse
like, fuck, oops I did it again man, tried to stop this lying streak I swear that was the plan
and
all along this bumpy road it seems I've always towed the line,
like while the others doing great I'm still behind like, "man I'm fine"
and for a minute, I thought that once I had a chance to save some time
but I'm still sitting on this corner watching life just pass me by like,
Autumn winds will blow, winter makes you cold,
spring will give you life, summer makes you old
seasoned rapper with a knack to spit spectacular apples orange iPhones like an SU fan vernacular
college living didn't hold enough for me to try and graduate
instead I dropped out late and worked it hard like I was masturbating,
wait, take it back, don't get that misconstrued
I meant I did it on my own, no chick to set the mood
I've got a habit of saying whack shit when I rhyme prolific
survival of the fittest Darwinism scientific
that cat from caz who carries cans like women carry bags
residential painting corners black like Banksy tags
Subdivision's stepping up like Kam Moye Supastition,
Sent from the god the brothers blue like ma'am we're on a mission
Fritzoscenic and New Classic rock like rolling stones
enjoy the summer now cuz winter's coming, game of thrones

[EWG]

It started at the beginning but now I'm looking to the past
If at first you don't succeed you ain't been moving fast... enough.
I'm sorry but I really meant to tell you sooner,
my love for you is killing me it's like I've got a tumor
growing bigger every day as it infests my very being
my doctor asked me to describe these visions I've been seeing
It starts right out with you and me, it's winter in our house
the kids are eight and ten, I crack a smile and kiss your mouth
no snow in sight because we moved back to the dirty south
it's Christmas morning and this scene is what I dream about
unwrapping presents just the two of us our dog and kids
sit by the fire, while I wonder "is this what happy is?"
Never thought I'd ever be with you like this
but my dream is just a dream and it's reality I'm living in
people asks me why I sleep so much I'd rather be laying next to you but you've been gone a while like
dinosaurs a perfect ten
stare through me, like my posts on FB then just turn the coldest shoulder to me,
that treatment leaves me empty
I can't lay the blame on you and you alone tho,
it was my mistake for falling for you,
alright, my bad, I gotta go.

Go to sleep fulfilled wake up empty like dreams.
Dreams.