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Jacob's Ladder
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Jacob's Ladder adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Black Day In July Productions tarafından 4 Eylül 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıElysian
AlbümElysian
Released4 Eylül 2026
FirmaBlack Day In July Productions
DilEnglish
BPM80
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Akustiklik
Valence
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Enerji

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I had losses 'fore your first course, kid
Wanted the matte black Phantom, but I ain't force it
gorgeous leathers so soft it’s, like a fortress
You fluffcake **** clam up from shell disbursement
Rap flows smoother than your new cologne scent
Golden Sapphire stones in my crown, I own it, I’m on it
Had to learn Greek only to count up my moments
In Paris I took the pitch Roger Maris, blowing
How I’m not floating on yachts, my homie pondered
Im 1 taste outta 2 million blue Lobster
In case you missed it, I talk dollars, not salsa
I laid the picnic, we poppin bottles or this mossberg
Kept the family in it, only lost herbs
Never too much distance from the next curb
And if u feeling this, then let that tech burst
And if not why not go lay on your money you sleep on treasures
Felt the gavel ‘fore you touched your first raffle
I craved that Tuscan Sun Wraith, but I ain't hassle
Heart muscle turned to graystone, it resembles a castle
whimsical snakes get rattled, when we jump from the scaffold
Black gold makes Bronze, drape the tourniquet on
Need my wrists drippin Pateks, I turn it to Rome
Fall months mastered calculus to tally my bones
Paloma flows from the hodophile, but he’s at home
A fan zoned in hoping private jets would be flown in
I’m one drip out a million ballpoints, a pink dolphin
In case it’s cloudy, I’m talkin greens not golfin
I heat the sauce pan, you want champagne or this coffin?
Cobain, I stay lofted even caught a graze off it
Its The Stage bosses, pig pen cloud is just the haze talkin
Feelin’ brave? Light up a page, Ima cake hawker
If I dont grind I’m buried in sand, space walker
Took many L’s ‘fore I became top brass
Spotted that Moonlight AMG, but I ain’t act rash
Polo suits sun splash, brighter than a gun rash
Smart **** door dash, when the mortar drum flash
Lines sharper than Jalen hairline I unmask
Rose Gold pen in my grasp, watch me dive in a flask
Learned chess moves to outshine the system and laugh
Pythagoras mixed with Gza how a **** do the math
Why is bronzeman not rollin in limos a fan would ask
I’m an original, Picasso painted in candle wax
If you get my angle, I drop gems, no mantle plaques
I spit a Van Gogh,
We lifting handles or this Riesling Glass?
Held seasons down on my own, no non believers last
Me? I’m dreamweaving for dollar sequence, receive the cash
Seeing future seasons proceeding shaped by my recent past
Rare as a red diamond, cut proper, could never be surpassed
Written by: Justin Dante Cross, Kevin Cross, Kevlaar 7
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