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Mr. Rocket Shoes

 

Mr. Rocket Shoes

(앨범: To Dream Beneath The Scorpion - 2023)


No one gave me shit
I worked for this
At this point I'm just
Done with encouragement
You say talented
I say calluses
I'm tasting my blood just pronouncing it
Since Fairfield days
The beats I made
I may have quit drinking but dream the same
I was told this the moon
Like good luck, Mr. Rocket Shoes
And they ask me why you working
All days of the week
To get somewhere you'll never reach

I've been wishing for better so long
I guess I'm sick of wishing in by bed alone
If those wishes were weapons
Their full metal jackets are stuck
So fuck wishing, I'm here with a gun
Jiminy Cricket never made me anyone
All my clips are full of bitterness
And I'm coming for you
I'ma bloom like a wicked magnolia

I'm not stopping this
Just the opposite
I won't drop when most people need oxygen
Since the green Lexus
Since the weed excess
Since the drink was my treatment for depression
Man, my lips been blue
Fuck what stitches do
I'll put red on this mic like it's '92
I was told this the moon
Like good luck, Mr. Rocket Shoes
And they ask me why you working
All days of the week
Toward something you'll never be

I've been wishing for better so long
I guess I'm sick of wishing in by bed alone
If those wishes were weapons
Their full metal jackets are stuck
So fuck wishing, I'm here with a gun
Jiminy Cricket never made me anyone
All my clips are full of bitterness
And I'm coming for you
I'ma bloom like a wicked magnolia

Until I'm taken by weeds
My will is my leprosy
Instead of wounds that scrape the sheets
I've got no turn back in me
So set glass beneath my feet
Take the last breath that I need
To meet what glows beyond my reach
I'll become a tragedy

There's is no hell that spells retreat
Fuck your gravity
This to the grave
This to the grave

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