Quelle Chris
The Last of Us
A rose arose from a pair of concrete Tims
Wreaking pens since he was slim as a wire’s thin
Knuckleheaded. More wild thoughts than Reddit bots
Popping caps and slanging slop for sandwich spots
Young dumb adults trying to get rich off written thoughts
Beats knocked plus the topics were hot like gear for goths
Dreams of taking off like major Tom. Raging often
By the grace of god how many times the god done grazed the coffin. I got a way of getting lost in the commotion of it
All. In my head space. But change is like a ticking bomb
The jig was up when the jig wеnt up in flames
The rhythm switched up likе it was doing the Elaine
Strange timing. But the pressure lead to caged diamonds
The mane stay part Terrence Howard and part lion
Break it or Tighten up the chain like dogs fighting
What once was way to more exiting. I’m more enlightened

Wish I could go back to being a pup
All we seen is up
New scenes bubble and bust
All we need is us
No limbs crossed behind backs
All we ask is trust
Dying breed seed to seed
This the last of us

Jumping fences was a part of my olympics
Bunch of nitwits quick to get twisted offa imp spit
Compact discs fit 20 wmds
Had George w bush tryin crumble the suns steez
At ease in chaos from sandhya to sandhya
Hit the crossover like A.I
Pockets shaped like Cee Lo on the d low
Life a movie the whole gang stars like Preemo
N***as evolve it’s all Goodie like T Mo
Blowing better tree eating charcuterie with Pinot
Within the interims I click the pen
Then begin to script a gem as a means to an end
The rabbit hole only goes so low
You bound to end up back where you began. And then and then. Rubbernecking trauma hope my pain go double diamond
It’s hard to see the peak from when I’m at but still I’m climbing
Wish I could go back to being a pup
All we seen is up
New scenes bubble and bust
All we need is us
No limbs crossed behind backs
All we ask is trust
Dying breed seed to seed
This the last of us