mythsysizer instinct (feat. Hemlock Ernst)

Shalom, shalom La, la, da This was on my heart No one ever really dies, well no one ever really cared either They nod as if incredulity made them wiser The mythsysizer, 'twas the almighty told me play the defier And it pleased him tremendous, how I speak my sentence Instinct prompts me, ain't no money on my conscience Instinct prompts me, ain't no applause on my heart Instinct prompts me, and should it get cold and dark Instinct will prompt me to rob you probably I simply stay in tune, my thoughts a walking bassline There are days I only get to see my son on Facetime Man-made monsoon, RollerCoaster Tycoon I believe I'll dust my broom as the blues echo through my being I wrestle two or three selves for the evening On the playback, my hands were still moving too fast The Ruby Yacht cruised past, I wave and say, "Y'all have fun" You know Ro still hold his poems like a shotgun That nigga too serious My sadness a hound dog and he creep beside me (Awoo) He creep beside me (Creep beside me) My sadness a hound dog and he creep beside me And he creep beside me (He creep beside me) My sadness a hound dog and he creep beside me Creep beside me (Creep beside me) My sadness a hound dog And he creep beside me (Creep beside me) And he creep beside me In the hollow haunting echo The certainty for silence can I let go? [?] setting of the sun, I open window A journey weighs a ton, I hold my [?] In these scars and stars I seen cars and bars It's just how we are It's just how we are (Jousting echoes, echoes, echoes) Stars and scars and passing cars It's just how we are How are you? Jousting echoes, pain passes the threshold Makes you feel special, calling out kayfabe wrestle The arguing's all real, mustard pretzel art deal Stained White T's, Delilah delights me Ronda Rousey type beat, Giant Steps, tight leap Samson on the Samsung cordless Rams, horses, damaged corset And of course the language grew coarser I find myself a leaky faucet and get to wrenchin' The word's henchman Bench pressin' sunrises Sometimes it's overwhelming to be helming the creation of everything Or so I imagine, true magic at my fingertips Down to the wingtips, down to the creases, down to the meat and potatoes Down to the beaten cables, down to the streets and fables And deeper still, you gotta be for real You know, rappin' get people killed You know, rappin' get people killed It get deeper still, you gotta be for real You know, rappin' get people killed You know, rappin' get people, uh It get deeper still, you gotta be for real You know, rappin' get people killed You know, rappin' get people killed It get deeper still, you gotta be for real You know, rappin' get people killed All these spells In this world's strangest, most dangerous occupation In these scars and stars I seen cars and bars It's just how we are It's just how we are