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6. Slumber

Let me slumber, like chalice in the deep

Did I even set a clock, I'd rather be asleep

Deep, dreams, the ones you're calling fake

If I'm the one asleep what do you call awake?

Let me slumber, like chalice in the deep

Did I even set a clock, I'd rather be asleep

Reap, dreams, I'll do whatever that it takes

If I'm the one asleep what do you call awake?

Eyes open, wide awake get the fine smokin

Rolling blunts for the breakfast get the mind focused

Roaches, in the tray, fillet the mind, hopeless

Wrote this, in the AM before the mind closes

Replay the reasons as the smoke hits

Ghosts Which demons are the closest

Noose around my neck the depth of gold fish

I'm just trying to get a measure my neck where the rope sits

Throat slits, so I sit at home in my rap lab

People act sad, but their talk comes around like back stab

Fads, take your negative absord into me

Force the imagery into the dreams I'm forming vividly

Facts, So in my dreams I find my comfort

Work night and day while other suckers rolling bum hurt

Keep it about my grind while you keeping on a broken lip

Youre mouth is only croaking because you have the time to open it