Defcee
Impossible is my normal. I wrote tracks in stone sap.
Asking why I play the sad rapper role. jo, I don’t act.
All my friends wanted was freedom and CPD had their phones tapped.
Coke under pinkies to cope with creepiness of a LoJack.
Grateful I saw in rap what REDACTED saw in a dopesack
Self-censoring cuz they ain’t been sober for long enough to own that
All of my heroes either swallowed oxies or they smoked smack.
Didn’t even notice when I saw em float, flap, or zone zapped.
Some of us only hang on by a thread...and then the rope snaps
At the wake in my father’s suit, cuz I was broke flat.
Listened to the eulogy. Something under my coat cracked.
Now I reach into the grim reaper’s mouth and snatch their ghosts back
Heart of cold wax. Silver tongue, and gold plaques. Used to
throw yak til my chest felt like it was split with a poleax.
Secrets buried under the crib, paid a yellow brick road tax
Now I’m driven crazy by all the itches I won’t scratch.
CRASHprez
Fire-water swimming, did baptisms in cold Jack
Slaughtered to submission, no mint condition when grown Black
They don’t come to listen, ring every way you’ve atoned flat
Drifting through the distance, another lie in a phone pact
I won’t let my tone crack, I’m goin’ for my Koufax
And you can’t coach that, OG
I know you pray I’ll see another day, but ain’t no guarantees
I know you’ve been scared for me
Since I got unscared of me
We prolly all need therapy
When clarity evades me, I feel lazy, it’s embarrassing
It’s scary when I’m facing how I’m taking time to tear at me
Apparently this crazy world gon’ change me, what my tarot read
Their parodies are lazy when safety remain a scarcity
How I’m finna covet from a bucket, still tippin’
When my siblings gotta suffer cuz they hunted?
This the ugly that we stuck with
But I can’t turn my back on
Can’t change it from within
So pray for me again
