Spring has sprung cause all it does is rain
Again outside is dull walls as dull drive
The sea has called fog from the waters
City screams for suns and daughters
Owned by the nights
But they ain’t all of that
Tainted cats freaks to roll
Cool in the packs
I’m in the basement mixing
Tripping off my lips and
Elixing my mind with the nightlife
Spring comes misting
Drunk and listening to am radio
Remembering pump up the volume cause
I know I got it
The soul of speakers thought
I shed skins of old
When I’m taught by the older
Records that I caught I get fat
In my pad I’m not bad
Not smiling passing for time to take a while
Wasting from the wild as I walk to slide
I bring from inside from the center
Epicenter radius oval roll you smooth you
Mold you, I’m like that
Moon to sun to start this seed
Water drip drop drip drop
Your boogie ball your rubber ball
The smooth of a weathered wall
The cycles of the systems
The circles within them
I walk to slide
Walk the slide on the outside
Walk the mile on the in
Keep it clouds on the outside
Keep it cool on the in
Lost in the spin
The face folds to melt the mask
It’s hard to get help when
You’re coming from the down low
Growing to know the smooth
In change
I walk to slide
From the tombs I got tunes
Like the spoonful
House to groove freng to groove
The falling sun
We’ve had our fun
The sunset came so still
Stays the same
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