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The Alchemist

Sir Benni Miles

 

Sir Benni Miles

(albüm: Haram - 2021)


Dreams is dangerous, linger like angel dust, ain't no Angels hovering
Ain't no saving us
Ain't no slaving us
You gon' need a bigger boat, you gon' need a smaller ocean but
Here's some more rope
Barefoot in the bush burning dope, Kush smoke out my big nose
My favorite game is Let's Suppose
Let's suppose
I ask the question just to see it in your face, I already know
The answer never mattered
Every night he drink and piss up the mattress
Kept turning it over and backwards till he threw it out,
Laid on the boxspring like a cactus
Madness
Some slowly go, some just vanish
Don't make a promise you can't keep, don't make a keepsake out of grief
I can't promise anything, it's pills to help you sleep
It's ill but you're like krill in that cold deep
Alcohol seep out the pores like gills, air squeeze out the ocean floor
Leviathan swim with open jaw

U need permission to have an issue with me
I'm not privy to the stories you live inside
A home of alt history
I just bend the rhymes
No mystery God
The deepest look inside
Thick fog on the channel
Rando psuedo rambo
Bad camo
Armed to a t as in tango
Letha brains blow
Baldhead in kangols
Televised gameshow
Strange souls
Royal scam
I ate a rose in shavasna
Hopped up
Working on my posture
Imma slapbox judge mathis and
Judge wapner
Hot stuff
Crock pot all rocked up
Lock step
Everything for sale except the scale
Props bruv
Eight arms at the last grab
Put em on the glass
The numbers fine but his maths bad
Guns n butter for king crab
Claws pinch at my skin tag
Don't holla back black
Brass tax doubled for windbags
Green grass and blue flowers
Seaweed snacks from okinawa
4D facts
Don't be a weisenheimer

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