OK

by Plainspoke

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1.
Shade 02:27
Hook Caught in the shade, I can’t say if I’m okay I can’t trust in others fates, I shouldn’t say what I believe But I will sharpen my blade, don’t blame anybody but me If we’re still darkening the day, I got a lot of light to leave Verse 1 Better waste my time making music, better these lies than playing the muses Remember these lines, every one I choose it, however they lie, still hope the shoe fits Know the size, know the sides of the movements, realize I’m gonna die by the clueless Peddling pride that’ll coat the foolish, trusting the size of the coop that flew it Flow fluid like a fly’s open door to pursuing, been assuming I’m not right as if I am still redoing The truth is I’m outside of the vibes of improvement, so butter both sides of the bread that proves this Shuttering eyes, realize I'm brooding, must've been nice because everybody's shooting Dead by design, I bet everything's fine, as long as you moving you still proofing the mind Hook Caught in the shade, I can’t say if I’m okay I can’t trust in others fates, I shouldn’t say what I believe But I will sharpen my blade, don’t blame anybody but me If we’re still darkening the day, I got a lot of light to leave Verse 2 True to form I form my opinions by multiplying what I divide by the finish start every line on the vine I listened, better line those up to shoot them pigeons on the roof, get high, so if I lose my fitness, fly by the lights of the loose and livid try for the fight, but I fly by the night, every time I die it’s the color I’m given Patience if they say how high, never jump when they pay by the pump of the vision And if they go thump in the night, got a trump card typed up just so they see how I flip it gotta flip my decision, never right, still justified by what I write, on the nonce of the minute till I get it just right, better lost than forgiven when I’m looking in the lights of the minnows that I’m fishing for the darkest of knights
2.
Never Said 03:16
I’m living in a parallel universe, listening to elmo talking up his own feature pieces of the paper, write it down to make a future, freedom of the failed, I’m let you down a few first steps in the ladder, I will slide out of viewers, quarter in the panel so I got a lot of cue words prompting a paddle, I will climb up the waterfall, modeled out of travels, got a bottle full of alcohol letting in the shadows because I’m saddled up with shame, made a couple old dollars out of pockets full of change, these chains are the focus of the politicking caucuses, need another label for the mocking of the mocassins Heating a potato, gonna toss it to the Copernics, trouble with the trade, I try to top it but no profits fit, fiddle with a driedel, when we're talking to the confidence, spitting to the shadows on the wall of people walking in Hook I never said that I'm all right never said that I'll be fine never said I knew the time I tell it like I let you decide x2 I never said, no never said no never, never, nah never said verse 2 I'm a couple minutes short of the present, dwelling on the past because I know that it develops, and I don't move fast, because I'm sitting where the pen is, know that peddling too fast will get me sitting on a pedestal, Fed up with the class, no profession that I'm fetching, I've been stepping in their tracks, motivated by the presses, Leverage of hats turning pages for the credit, either pass or let it past, take the trash, the decrepit, Running back to the message, throwing facts at the wretched, drove fast, doing laps around the traps of suppression, True to raps, I'm shedding all the trappings and crap, getting heavy on the weight, while I wait in the cracks Does that mean I'm safe for the minute I've elapsed, putting silver on the stakes, take it all to collapse I've been channeling good faith, learn to pray for the path, put a ladder in the way, I will knock it on its ass
3.
Shark Hunt 02:35
making faces in the blanks so I’ve been shooting shit with patience home invasions on the raise, a true ambition’s placement do the maintenance, keeping conversations up to stay complacent Laying on the changes, this the ground of the foundation Pounding my fists into the bounds of the proudest of basements, spitting underground to the rousing crowd that replaced it, My feet are crouched on the prowl, be the loudest of statements eating out the couch, picking change from the patients hook I’m too far in it, gotta keep it our minute fought a lot of frequencies to feel it in the palm spitting songs on the decency of being in the wrong I’ll beat upon a lot of sheets to finish this avant Got the guard up, talking to tomorrow Finishing starbucks, overboard or hard-up I’m a sharp one, stabbing in the dark once making at the minimum a mark-up of the shark hunt verse 2 I need a vacation, feeding libations to the patients a fickle nation, feeling their faces, being evasive with the traces I’ve been shaving model faces, take the razor to the blade of the precious Final appraising, got the location, might've laughed at the prices But I digress to walk the paces, bottle up chasers in my chest of aces Second guess my heart in places, honestly I lost the better races Trying to see the art in cases, I'm asleep in the bars of my cages Following sheep in the darkest of ages, I part with the wisdom of sages hook I’m too far in it, gotta keep it our minute fought a lot of frequencies to feel it in the palm spitting songs on the decency of being in the wrong I’ll beat upon a lot of sheets to finish this avant Got the guard up, talking to tomorrow Finishing starbucks, overboard or hard-up I’m a sharp one, stabbing in the dark once making at the minimum a mark-up of the shark hunt
4.
Long Nights 02:09
hook Long nights, spent staring at the walls again Counting all the hours I have finished by a thousand ends I see the power in the lines I’ve been writing by my pen, devouring the lies spelt out to the tower men verse 1 Out of my element, out of this hell again, how'd I get celibate, talking to elephants, Out of my venom and short on my melamine, stalking the debtors, I shadow the letter men, Cheddar when the weather gets a bottle full of veterans, settle for the rhetor, when the lesson is confederate, feather in the kettle, I've been cooking up my cabaret, read all of the petals and they say I skip the edifice Channeling my better shit, level up to never get a level on the ether but I'd rather be the better writ, Battling the whether, it's the devil in the evidence leveling the lessor, I’m the cheshire with the ketamine Don't peddle or forget, I fold my echoes in the clips, sold to let go of the kids, count a bezel to abyss leave the etching to the fits, know the vessel for its quid, Short of vetting all the fifths, i'mma take what I can get hook Long nights, spent staring at the walls again Counting all the hours I have finished by a thousand ends I see the power in the lines I’ve been writing by my pen, devouring the lies spelt out to the tower men Dreamt that I was fired, then rehired by the tyrants, gone missing in the fire, I've been skipping out on tiger prints, hiding in plain sights I type my vices to the pyretic, the cynics must've bought the rights to living off my hieroglyphs Refreshing on the vitamins, I supplement my higher risk with stuttering to bide the time, while I read up on diving in, dividing mine with minute hands, a second glance on what I had, double up on nothing much, then keep right for the subtle sad hook Long nights, spent staring at the walls again Counting all the hours I have finished by a thousand ends I see the power in the lines I’ve been writing by my pen, devouring the lies spelt out to the tower men
5.
The Takeaway 03:40
hook I got my mind set straight on the payday, ain’t no money in it, but they counterfeit the heydeys Any way they living is a way that you can make it Waiting for the minute they gon take away the vacay verse1 I’m sitting in a chair, play hot potato with the air, listening to fables of past deals gone declared, the pastels make the pictures less fictitious in affairs, I’ve been fishing in attrition, they existing with the prayers No mission, only living on the principles of interest I think I found the middle, but the class it just disintegrates I tried out all the trickles, all they is getting richer late Pissing in the pot of gold, because Santa can't assimilate Playing tricks on a popsicle, gotta practice so they get in shape, every step is an obstacle, hop scotch like I've been skipping grades, Hot pockets are not topical, I've never left a little change, window shopping in an envelope, and I'm below the critic state Piddling together model trains to keep the pace, they demolishing the battles reenacted in the paint, And move away a couple steps while we figure out the way, to pave the streets left to me, I treat the trees with respect hook I got my mind set straight on the payday, ain’t no money in it, but they counterfeit the heydeys Any way they living is a way that you can make it Waiting for the minute they gon take away the vacay verse 2 I will step outside the box, walking up to Colfax, see the people holding signs up like they don't know facts Hiding in the shade, I'll be a statue of some patience, gonna wait it out for now until they giving up the cases, uppercase it, shout it from the lungs of the basements, climbing rungs of the ladders that go nowhere but the races, Take abrasives to the fabric of the walls that we make, shaking change out of tragic, sipping solvent to stay, I'll be dishonest if it means to keep the prejudice away, I see this song as being honest with the devil in your face The dirt dons a fake grin, smiling at the interstate, to say they belong to him, and no one ever gets to get away, but if he took a long look within, he'd see he falls with those who switched their blades, And all of are him, singing hymns that we don't get to hate, so while we got the hint, might as well take a little break, and live a little longer on the end of the stiff fate
6.
I've tried out every kind, in every place, and it don't fit, so the fictions of my times, keep me phasing on shifts, from one ship to a rhyme, shuffle the sinks in my mind, doubling thrift flips like they gripping the grift of the primes Drifting from the line, I digress for the ninth time for the lesser of the evils got me kneeled in a shrine, got me stealing people's time, shaving off the spent seconds, so obsessed with the credit that I forget I got the line, and I'm treading in the water of the kiddie pool puddles, they say the dogs are giving birth, and this art is the rebuttal, so all of a sudden the stars are muddled by the trouble, and it's hard to see the sky, when the clouds are as blue as the bubble It hurts to voice, when every argument is for the vowels, and each heart in this is looking for something that can't be found, so I solve every mystery, the history is false, proving that I'll never be a picture on the wall Hook That perfect high got you upset and moving Running out of time, I will walk across the ruins Climb cuz you wanna see the view, but the truth is you ain’t never gonna reach the summit of your hubris verse 2 These epiphanies are lost in folding throwaway boats Poking holes in all the bottoms, so it looks like they float Piecing chips of these objects, better be shifts in the clothes I feel the shivers, fishing options out of the scissoring souls I pin decisions on the projects, better to rob them of prose I bend the limits of pride in octaves, got the pin pricked on the stone Don't read into the dry proctor's, they pinch themselves to stay alone I count the sheep to sleep just knocking on the wood I don't know I've gotten good at weaving meaning into meaningless drones, So don't deceive yourself believing this is meaningful gold I'm in the season of indecision, there's no finishing those So Machinists of the prison, got the animals stoned He's drinking danimals, talking business, panhandling both, I'll be back in just a minute once I've had all my shows, Task him with the minutes, he forgets all he wrote Got the facts so diminished that they half of the slopes
7.
One Step 01:18
Rolls up in a Lexus, flashing Rolexes, a pastor for the homeless showing off his reflections Set of lost souls, reading texts to the shoulders, having sex with a loaner, need the money for the confessions the precious stones keep her happy for the present, showing common knows he got a last will and a test’ment assessing his whole is when he owns up to the lessons he’s destined to hone his stick against the depressions the desk that he’s toning with the stains of his brethren got his head like a donut where the hole is just the penance saying prayers for the benefit, collecting from the penniless I wrote all of my sentences and stacked ‘em like a Jenga set I feel like I'm Genesis, jettisoned from the better cribs, Peddling my letters to whoever commands my rhetoric The standard of the severance keeps me level with the severed wrists Ten ounce in the fist, got me feeling up the edifice outro I been away for too long, leaving crayons in the car because they melt in the sun and I looked so hard For the things I left, and it seems they are still one step away
8.
I’ve had to sell so many soles, it’s like my shoes are held by the glue beneath the posers, hold the gum to tell guys to hold the guns to their own heads and hesitate to tell lies to hedge a bet against the pace we moving all of our rides it’s a wave of heat I’m proving I believe in one size you see the suits and this the truth we telling people to hide I’ve been on loops around computers, got the fruit to realize I bend the rules just enough to muster up my own lines and this the time spent living, giving up’s a suicide but then the mind don’t get it, spitting all of this to bide while I will buy my minutes, spot the finish on the shine here to try my critics on the critique of the tribe realize long-living is the pursuit of the prize go to church watching sinners tell they stories to the tried preaching to the choir, wanna try all of their cries to circumvent what we desire, be the buyer by design Hook I don’t know much about it, but I say what I do I don’t know much about it, but I talk about you I don’t know much about it, but I say what I do I don’t know much about, much about you I found help for myself underground, deep down at the bottom of the well where they found me won’t let a sound leave without touching up the surface I met a lot of serpents when they drowned me file it with the urges in the manila envelopes, band it together, got the bandits in the pentalobes screwing to settle, fuck the letters, they just get us so featherlight together, feeling sick, I better let it go and when I get the medicine, to put it in the center of the bezel, holding coins like all they money is the easel writing petals they forget to jettison the something special holding edges of the knives against the wives of their dishevels won’t suffice another minute, I won’t finish what I’ve entered just to pen another line, the pen is how I start a sentence or whether I get defined by these syllables I’m etching the best part of what I get is living on the less, a recession
9.
I heard they robbed the grocery store, made a couple dollars stole all of the girl scout cookies so they get the badge of honor choking on the crumbs, left the trail for those to ponder taking photos of the fun, I’d write my name into the charter it’s harder to be running, when you walk along the waters Drown if you would jump in, throw the pump in the harbor been around the block or something, seen this all before the martyrs making up for lost time, the dull signs are arsonists Burn a little brighter for the lighters of the art in this sidewalks and their fault lines, I thought I had a part in this Wear the hats of many guys, holed up in apartments, Sold all of my trendy lies, I show up just to part with Every ends demise seems to be the end regardless, so whether you devise a plot or justify the harbinger, I pinch the pudge a little so it seems you got hardened, the fudge in the middle is the floatsam of the heartless So low I must belittle everybody on the market, never got to sit those old bones on the hold of carpets, sewn in the civil, then disowned by the charges, I'm at home in trickle, so fickle they still parched This dome won't peddle your pitter, your pattern, your thoughts just race through the cages of caverns, I lost my way, so I settle for the next avarice, caught in the state of never getting what I have to give
10.
See that car roll up, know there's no money left, got the bookie on the cuff, gonna roll up the bets, just looking in the butts for the cigarettes, find a little spark I might catch and then get it wet, Lines in the dark looking fine take another left, hoping that it's right this time, I don't shovel shit, shoulder the debts, got the kids as collateral, sipping on bit wine, skids and an adderall, oh, i'mma get mine, sit on the patio, split down the middle, the divide is my barrio, warm in the summer, got a hummer and a Rolex, sold it for the other, gotta suck on the whole dick, coding on butter, heart attack just poured in, poor motherfuckers gotta work for the mortgage, boning his mother, been bowling with the bullshit, folding his other hand to sow the distortions, Hook Play horses, play with the horseshoes, Almost made it but I never made a board move Wanna lay there like a thought would torch you When I'm waiting for tomorrow's fortune
11.
Sentiments 03:07
verse Bought a line of bullshit from the flies, discounted UFO’s to focus on what never arrived, caught the sneakers by the soles you’ve got the eye for the syllable but all you seem to know Is how to dive from the principle, to sign on the dots I've got the lines lined up, so walk the nine paces slow, I mean if I've got the luck, you must've fucked up the flow, I've got to fly like the ducks gone south for the snow, Couple up a couple months and they won't give you what you owe So the prose has broken both of us, sewing up the slopes She wants cocaine, you rogaine the patches that are slow I bought my own name, it's lonely, just living on the lows I've got a codename, this plainspoke is choking on the smoke But you've been gangbanged by husband's half the size of your deduction, run a train on that assumption, figure out how you can function, in the junction of change, never settle for the same something, running out of lanes, I gotta lay out the ace up in Hook I’m here for the bonus check, here for the benefits here for the gold, and there goes all my penmanship odes to impediments, been shown up by the penniless I told them what I know, and then they hold all the sentiments Verse 2 Hold on to that routine, eat at Wendy's for the umpteenth time, the oldies are the newbies, just repeating what you keep in mind, less duty for the crews left by leaving my receipts aside, I see you're not alluding, not approving of my decent life Been the bye bye since I sang the lullaby buy you the time to nullify the finer points of alibis, abide by the fine lines between the spaces I decide, I spin the gazes over days left to give the side eye Pin the tape on the wall with the winds and the fails, every man up top gotta chase a white whale, Sinaloa finna lay low, man been shown all the sales, still living on the ship, going nowhere but the mail Got the shitshows flipping all the channels on the cable, DVR making sure you know the kings of the stale, sipping on the mugshot and sitting at the table, rubbing hands with buckshot, all that evidence will pale Hook I’m here for the bonus check, here for the benefits here for the gold, and there goes all my penmanship odes to impediments, been shown up by the penniless I told them what I know, and then they hold all the sentiments
12.
Song 12 03:29
Trying to move a little further from the centerpiece, making ends meet, how to hurt them from the entropy I sew my seeds, keep the feet planted gently burning trees, wanna be something I meant, you see furnishing an odyssey, must be ozymandias looking for the man to see about the hands that I forget walk around the deep end, I depend on some persons I ain’t never seen the hand that feeds, it takes from all the purses If you chance a leap from rooftops, you might die of your own urges Been saddled with a shoebox, full of pills and all you purchased I’ve been sadder than the red balloons left in all the hoopla Plotting my own exit from the lessons learned by Tupac Vicariously living, cherry-picking from the pooh-bah grandmaster of the minutes, he wants penance for the kool-aid Graduated cum lade, living on what two jobs pay Loving them riches like he knew his day, loving them riches like he moved away hook Rubber bands, rubber bands, keep me whole in my other hand, other hand This other man will leave I know Packing vans full of all I own verse 2 deciding on words for the letters I’ve never sent I never meant to hurt you, but seams are meant to serve you seems I meant to bend the curfew, speak about the things I can’t concur to and even when the end leaves you the odd one out an abyss is an abacus of what I might achieve, counting out the fractions of the whole that never met its means the lab work shows I’m only half of what I’m supposed to be holding onto spent cents in so-so shape, amend the memories I’m so afraid of apologies, I just never let them finish Holding on to what I ought to be, even when the mirror doesn't get it When I look at my reflection, I don't recognize the patterns Dropping dimes in the water, like the planets circle Saturn That brand is long gone, long live the fickle banter, Got the reaper in the white house, by the way they pick the answers It's been light out longer every day, the sun wants to hang with the planners Paying to stay in the place that you hate, i'mma settle for half of the banners Banished today but tomorrow might change, Standing to wait, I'm the only one in line Don't mind anyway, I told them I'm fine, Because I'm looking at the paint, hoping it change my mind hook Rubber bands, rubber bands, keep me whole in my other hand, other hand This other man will leave I know Packing vans full of all I own
13.
Strikeout 02:49
An ode to the origin of the windfalls, falling into form with all the oaths taken insults Solvent for the minute, I’mma finish all the stencils Hearing all the cynics, talking about the finer printing And so I mind my business, never question when I’m winning, only when I lose it all do I complain about the finish, only start when I can quit before it gets too pitted, and then I'm climbing out the well, fingertips for the picking Play guitar not so well, so I take another instrument, dabble in the delves of how I got so ignorant Patting myself on the back for the complicit in, Unbeknownst to me, I'm enabling a fishing trip Well that's an epiphany, I think I'll waste it all Whether someone's tipping me or taking me the salt Been delayed by the liberty to never get the call When I lay down and look at these, delivery is dull hook Strikeout after strikeout, almost bout to beat my lights out almost bout to beat my lights out almost bout to beat my lights out Dropping in one at a time, still devouring a goldfish Shadowing the old news, better lose my coping Paddle in the kiddie pool, drowning in the open Paid a lot of pitied fool's a shallow sum of soap dish Washing out the beach house, got sand in the opus Never owned my own shit, just dipping my toes in He's been limping out of Georgia, got the mind on the ocean Sitting on a sword, like he swallows it's orbit Bag of chips on the floor, scratch the surface of orchids, Making bets on the store, how they fucking the Porsches, Ain't a left on the course, making par for the portions, Either eat with your fork, or feed a flock full of forfeits On the beat I'm so morbid, fill a decent assortment, Got a lead on the tortoise, racing these to the shortest, Stacking G's in the storage, free from the shreds of a swordfish Knees to your head, await the state of the orifice
14.
I can’t keep up with the jones’s, drinking sodas for diversity, if you’re finished with disowning, buy me condos for a burglary drink a bottle every evening, mark the ceiling for a surgery measure up just enough to never snuff it out of certainty bested us once, so I build a case against the airport to bill them for the foreplay, fucked me without a fair warn there’s the air horn, a stairway to the scared stares anyway you stand, you’re all wrong about the air fares pen ‘em in a pencil, circumvent the penis stencils I can freehand that essential, got ‘em hanging from the mezzanine pressing this in benzos, got the tensile strength of better genes reckon I get labeled more than I get laid allegedly best to leave the prejudice, the table’s made of brevity none of this’ll better me, speech impediments are heredity been set up by the pedigree, in bed with this acetylene the torch is just to tether me down to one amenity hook Let me sign you up, we gonna climb this together Got Shaquille O'Neal jumping high for the getters Never paid for the dreams, hear he's making big bucks Got gullible's travels here to hit a hiccup verse 2 These dudes got the fine print fixed on the dim lights, been single-minded since before they got their skin light Living on the slim Jim’s, a missionary been by, trying to get me into this, assisted by the insights Hindsight fixed, all my vision 20/20, try to get the Hippocrates, but I’ve been sipping on the honey gone fishing for a bit, I’ve been tripping on the cubbies got Chicago on the mind, my home state’s kind of cruddy now I’m living in the lines, off the beaten path a bit but everybody follows mine, so they lacking on a ship passing all the hits, fashioning spit from the okays assholes on a vision quest, feeling out they whole face Patch holes in the kata, ain't learned shit but how to cave, Been assimilated out of, hear the hive mind is always You want a kid but your water got you pissing out the propane Ain't no wonder you forgot a lot of shit that I won't say

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