Open Mike Eagle - Raps For When It's Just You And The Abyss lyrics

Yeah, I'm in the wrong 30 mile south of Malibu Pace it around, tryina make something powerful, yeah I sit awake, begged on the showers stool The cookie face king I just surgically got his crown removed Get up and go to the john My only worry is the frequency my vocal is on And my lady gets her hair cut to the local saloon And doesn't have to hide from ice and some ??? rhyme Dang, I feel a strange kinship to every man Heavy hand, tremble my memories, need a steady cam My mind made clothes, and videos to R. Kelly hair Barely have time to think, the world moves very fast And life is a mystery stool, I'm on the airplane on the social delivery queues Fool, I can drink a whole infinity pool And making pa**ion bar speeches from a rickity stool Tryina make sh** that sounds grand Budapest with the same hand that slams his computer desk And every day I'm bumping cinnamon girl Tryina promote these rap shows when it's the end of the motherf**ing world You used to be one of the raps and ones and I liked you for that You used to be one of the raps and ones and I liked you for that You used to be one of the raps and ones and I liked you for that You used to be one of the raps and ones and I liked you for that Now I know you're gone, got your makeup on And you're not coming back I seen a lot of sh** disappear, real pimp I'm 34 on earth But measure me in Venus years I'm so right brain that can't grow a gip and beard I wonder if I balance sh** out, would things seem as weird They say it is above as it is below My skin is so hot but my heart beat is 10 below In the cold, ??? dreaming about a centerfold I answer the only questions it's easy as to pretend to know It's hard being brick and mortar creatures My thoughts have to fit in phones and through computer speakers It's pretty geek about my LA weekly Feature I showed it to my dad, my barber and my piano teacher I'm tryina get discovered like a neck to bag The cookie face king can't remember where preceptors at Eyes mad low, green wide, is just like a gesture Cat got ??? my chin is a testarack I'm tryina tour for 3 weeks into mobile homes This child past gets mile, a peach and some Provalone Talk to myself loud and speak into ??? tone My inner monologue is calm, speech from the golden globes Some folks leave rap and never look back If you tried it yourself, you would have understood that Make films, play ball right or even cook crack My famous homies pick the right sh** to get good at, yeah You used to be one of the raps and ones and I liked you for that You used to be one of the raps and ones and I liked you for that You used to be one of the raps and ones and I liked you for that You used to be one of the raps and ones and I liked you for that Now I know you're gone, got your makeup on And you're not coming back (x2) My computer club nights, forever Not gonna die, we just multiply Forever, forever, forever, forever And ever, and ever, and ever, and ever