SZA - Child’s Play ft. Chance The Rapper
THIS IS MAGICAL…. did Chance just use “YAA SEE” lool if you know you know. Be sure to look out for SZA project ‘Z’ dropping April 8.
Must you look at me while I have knives in my eyes?
You must not see how sharp they are?
I’m not real pretty right now. In fact I feel real fucking gritty right now.
Screw all my “classy”, I’m pressed with the need to be real petty right now
You see, this dude broke my heart and I’m just dying to exact revenge.
Hell, I’m not even crying about it
I’m on edge, I’ve come off my hinge
Don’t goggle at me while my guns are still hot in their holsters
I cannot be responsible for your wounds by way of bullet.
I just don’t get it
I don’t see how you could swoon
I right now, I am vicious!
I’m sorry baby forget it. It’s clear that I can’t fool you
I’m not about to hurt anyone but me
I’m just a sheep in wolves’ clothes. Better yet, I am just a scarecrow
Passively aggressively just standing there to scare
I’ve slapped on the overalls like somebody’s raggedy Ann
Stuffed up to my neck by shredded versions of the poems he used to recite for my heart
Before it broke
But how could you be falling in love?
Honey, quit looking at me the way that you do
I’m not all the way over him
And I’d hate it if I cut you.
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The Middle Class Presents: James Lewis & LeThomas Lee “Fallen Ashes”
Something smooth to kick off 2014!!!
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Its a beautiful day out!
I’m going to hang with my bestie (haven’t seen her in weeks)!
We’re celebrating a birthday at Benihanas!
Its a double date/ blind date for me.
I’m putting on some fucking heels! (yessssss)
And.. I’ve got nothing to study for the rest of the week!
Whoop whoop. I can feel the depression lifting off me today.
I watched my father hide his tools.
Wrap them in a bandana blackened with grease so thick and old it would crack if so inclined.
He put them in a dusty bag and slid them under the car when he parked it.
Daily he took these things off him; his tools, his dirt, his shirt and shoes. By the time he unlocked the door he wasn’t a mechanic.
Just a man.
But what else was he anyway?
Like the tools hidden under the blue Subaru Fort Knox, so was he.
After the day of my first bee sting, mommy stung daddy.
Daddy was struck down a level and I began to miss the air where he held me on his shoulders.
Those were the heights of ice cream for breakfast and my head in the clouds.