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5 AM
Early bird
I gotta get it
What little sleep I get
I spend it dreaming
About the business
Hard to leave my baby boo
When she been sleeping pretty
Smoke my weed and
Brush my teeth it's
Time to feed the city
Rusted through Malibu
Dreaming about the Cutlass
Clean cut shit
I ain't fucking on no fuck bitch
I don't know you, nah
But I know who you fuck with
That's all I need to know
When it's time to make
Assumptions
Ooh I'm up to bad shit
Braced up, laced up
About to serve some action
We don't call no police
Nah, just let it happen
Click clack
Can in the back
Hop out playing tag with it
My cannons spray
No guns
White noise like modems
Filter like Bodum
Tall like a totem
Buzzing like bumble
Open doors like I'm dumble
N64 Power Pak
Feeling all the rumble
Cans shaken up
Posted up in the cut
While you try to read the graffiti
Hope you eat your Wheaties
At Wilson's copping pens for
A dollar and a half
Can't catch a cheaper buzz
From coffee in carafe
Reppin' what I wrote
As it's my spray paint testament
PowerPoint paint pens
Outline my sentences
Mentioning the pen
Leads me to clenching
Just to wreck languages in depth
With scribble script intentions

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from Neighborhood Shares, released August 15, 2019
Zebulon
Eli Colburn

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