Jakprogresso - Cold Sweat lyrics
[Jakprogresso - Cold Sweat lyrics]
(And I do this cause your so happy)
I bleach rainbows with hopelessness
At shows fixed
Tourniquet tight flows and a coke syringe
And close the shit
Quieter than a folded flag out the
Box when I broke the skin
My lines water birthed in a
Church blessed by me
It can't be studied by any rap scholar in NYC
How could the city forgive a wretch like me
I fuck with minds like Senates
For cognitive neuroscience at MIT
My origin's not on OED, these cyber geeks
I'm just a junkie in a petticoat
You can smell me broke
Surviving off Little Debbie and jelly rolls
I carry tranquilizers like Laos
Platoon sleeping at telescol
I've done shit to my flesh
To make your belly fold
And stayed in the subways for transport
And dodging a bright sun
Spikes plunge, lean up against tiled wall
Slide down and write one
Pull out the blunt contaminated and light one
Walk into hospitals losing blood
And sliced up
I'll murder the hobby horse, oxy snort
Hair gel spikes in front of
Clubs forming posse dorks
I kamikaze doors til I pass out on the Euro
Rocky floor like opium den
Smokers and poppy stores
Pin pricks, razors slid and slit wrists
Soak bandages in syringe tips drip
Seven day binges
Nerves switching, neurosis symptoms
Muscles stiffen, skin
Itching, scratch to the bone
Sinking fingertips in
Self inflicted, kitchen fix
Kit's needles, spoons, powder and kindling
Spinning head, exorcism, detox
Spitting phlegm color of spinach
Remeron, Sinequan
Then I'm gone to the magical
Land of sick in bed
Skin is sticky sweat, can't kick the meth
Feel like I was kicked to death
Succubus sit by my bed side
I can't lift my chest
Met a girl her name was popular
She came with scars, A-list, pain involved
Year 2000 basement stars
Flood this genetic roulette
With catapulted me
Into a velvet rope Shangri-La
Blatant snobs backpacking notepads
With written freestyles
And microphones taped to palm, blaming gods
Wish I was dead (why) , first pull personal
Shotgun journal bursts skulls
To sludge fertile, adrift I sit plural
Eating cancer asleep
Euthanasia through spine epidural
Splatter mind on mural
Thoughts drip down to ground in
A mound of manure pools
I'll leave you beside yourself
You're left on my right like
Two lefties writing facing
Each other in the reflection of a knife
My darling, cut my arms deep enough to
Reveal the arteries' grape juice
Tell me I hate you in the mirror
With me siphoning your wounds from mine
To sustain you life got boring
My own image in a glass was pain fuel
Blankets over blinds in a gray room
Stitched up and painful
Sipped red wine in which the same
Color the green veins shoot
Took pills and came too, I'm invisible
No way to leave this planet, I walk it fatal
Study my life and compare to
When I stabbed myself in
The stomach to die slowly in my own blood
Playing with it
With my index finger drawing
Hearts to show love
Slit wrists, slip in a warm bath
Lock the door and doze off
Too late for hindsight
Drifting away from the white light
Looking at my body on my right side
Died with the spike hanging from a pipeline
I sit in a den and typewrite
Living dead night
Geiger, street fighter and high-time
My eyes sulk deep in a
Cheek bone scraping residue
I'm like a Czech hippy
Dissident tribal poet heavy dude
Murder San Francisco like the
I580 killer waiting
For priest to okay and execute
Destitute of sanity, paid venues, I
Pass out on stage, let them boo
Rap's corny, but, I'm bored so I'm still
Selling legs in boots
When I get headaches the pressure can stir
Up dirt on a crescent moon
I'm saving my Paxil, Prozac, Trazodone
Endepricol and Celexa too
Then digest after morning meeting
Drop dead the color of nice weather blue
Celebra and culture out the closet
I circle the globe like a
Blimp carrying heavily vomit
See lung, heavy sludge of ice under fog lift
A zinger spit oxymoronic cold comfort farm
Weight cosmic smash mouth topics
Dow Jones melt down your album's stock drip
There's an ozone hole in my thinking
Poison the airwaves
Wait I get like no airplay
Unless pseudo Europeans supported my
Harry Potter rise '99
It took me 21 seconds to
Tear space and fold time evolved in '05
Quiet with no outside influence to hold mine
Wait for underground to nosedive
Keep the goldmine
I'll sell other tenants for me to spit
Better than you, and boast mine
Punk creative, my juices flow like my climax
After they pole ride
Fuck a biter victim, I call a ghost write
Thanks for the room and board
Take my earliest demos and hold mine
Fucking bovine stock, cattle feed Paul White
Trash and battle geeks
Simpletons, gas yourself
I'll hit the stove light
And support your glow for the five
People that just show live
My dick bigger than your whole life
In the south for the winter
Four months I wrote this before
I got my phone time
Valhalla ghost, peace to the
Basketball court Muslims
Westchester throw signs
Gained weight, hit the TC and bench
Putting in work the whole time
That's it, that's it the end
I bleach rainbows with hopelessness
At shows fixed
Tourniquet tight flows and a coke syringe
And close the shit
Quieter than a folded flag out the
Box when I broke the skin
My lines water birthed in a
Church blessed by me
It can't be studied by any rap scholar in NYC
How could the city forgive a wretch like me
I fuck with minds like Senates
For cognitive neuroscience at MIT
My origin's not on OED, these cyber geeks
I'm just a junkie in a petticoat
You can smell me broke
Surviving off Little Debbie and jelly rolls
I carry tranquilizers like Laos
Platoon sleeping at telescol
I've done shit to my flesh
To make your belly fold
And stayed in the subways for transport
And dodging a bright sun
Spikes plunge, lean up against tiled wall
Slide down and write one
Pull out the blunt contaminated and light one
Walk into hospitals losing blood
And sliced up
I'll murder the hobby horse, oxy snort
Hair gel spikes in front of
Clubs forming posse dorks
I kamikaze doors til I pass out on the Euro
Rocky floor like opium den
Smokers and poppy stores
Pin pricks, razors slid and slit wrists
Soak bandages in syringe tips drip
Seven day binges
Nerves switching, neurosis symptoms
Muscles stiffen, skin
Itching, scratch to the bone
Sinking fingertips in
Self inflicted, kitchen fix
Kit's needles, spoons, powder and kindling
Spinning head, exorcism, detox
Spitting phlegm color of spinach
Remeron, Sinequan
Then I'm gone to the magical
Land of sick in bed
Skin is sticky sweat, can't kick the meth
Feel like I was kicked to death
Succubus sit by my bed side
I can't lift my chest
Met a girl her name was popular
She came with scars, A-list, pain involved
Year 2000 basement stars
Flood this genetic roulette
With catapulted me
Into a velvet rope Shangri-La
Blatant snobs backpacking notepads
With written freestyles
And microphones taped to palm, blaming gods
Wish I was dead (why) , first pull personal
Shotgun journal bursts skulls
To sludge fertile, adrift I sit plural
Eating cancer asleep
Euthanasia through spine epidural
Splatter mind on mural
Thoughts drip down to ground in
A mound of manure pools
I'll leave you beside yourself
You're left on my right like
Two lefties writing facing
Each other in the reflection of a knife
My darling, cut my arms deep enough to
Reveal the arteries' grape juice
Tell me I hate you in the mirror
With me siphoning your wounds from mine
To sustain you life got boring
My own image in a glass was pain fuel
Blankets over blinds in a gray room
Stitched up and painful
Sipped red wine in which the same
Color the green veins shoot
Took pills and came too, I'm invisible
No way to leave this planet, I walk it fatal
Study my life and compare to
When I stabbed myself in
The stomach to die slowly in my own blood
Playing with it
With my index finger drawing
Hearts to show love
Slit wrists, slip in a warm bath
Lock the door and doze off
Too late for hindsight
Drifting away from the white light
Looking at my body on my right side
Died with the spike hanging from a pipeline
I sit in a den and typewrite
Living dead night
Geiger, street fighter and high-time
My eyes sulk deep in a
Cheek bone scraping residue
I'm like a Czech hippy
Dissident tribal poet heavy dude
Murder San Francisco like the
I580 killer waiting
For priest to okay and execute
Destitute of sanity, paid venues, I
Pass out on stage, let them boo
Rap's corny, but, I'm bored so I'm still
Selling legs in boots
When I get headaches the pressure can stir
Up dirt on a crescent moon
I'm saving my Paxil, Prozac, Trazodone
Endepricol and Celexa too
Then digest after morning meeting
Drop dead the color of nice weather blue
Celebra and culture out the closet
I circle the globe like a
Blimp carrying heavily vomit
See lung, heavy sludge of ice under fog lift
A zinger spit oxymoronic cold comfort farm
Weight cosmic smash mouth topics
Dow Jones melt down your album's stock drip
There's an ozone hole in my thinking
Poison the airwaves
Wait I get like no airplay
Unless pseudo Europeans supported my
Harry Potter rise '99
It took me 21 seconds to
Tear space and fold time evolved in '05
Quiet with no outside influence to hold mine
Wait for underground to nosedive
Keep the goldmine
I'll sell other tenants for me to spit
Better than you, and boast mine
Punk creative, my juices flow like my climax
After they pole ride
Fuck a biter victim, I call a ghost write
Thanks for the room and board
Take my earliest demos and hold mine
Fucking bovine stock, cattle feed Paul White
Trash and battle geeks
Simpletons, gas yourself
I'll hit the stove light
And support your glow for the five
People that just show live
My dick bigger than your whole life
In the south for the winter
Four months I wrote this before
I got my phone time
Valhalla ghost, peace to the
Basketball court Muslims
Westchester throw signs
Gained weight, hit the TC and bench
Putting in work the whole time
That's it, that's it the end