Jesse Howard - Sessions lyrics

Flow like Squanto or Geronimo
Throw light poncho on my soul
Roads slippery it's Raining acid
Spit a speech it ain't classes
Rappers lookin at me hungry
Raptor's lookin at me glumly

Grab a snickers you lack a picture's
Sun scheme to last a vicar
You scum scheme track the fissures sun beam

Roaches dried up Raisins Branded
Puns be poached scribed luck's
Brazened Scan this drums please

Art of War should have been the art of Rap
Pardon's borin spend the charge it's stacked
Heart attacks my heart attacks
Sparked the core charter that

Got Cricketts in my head
Rigged with US Cellular
Drop Spicketts in my bed dig
Rip the pelvis up
Still breathin Dead or alive I still talk
Never when I spill hawk better in mind
Kill scoffs feel undead a rotten corpse
Forgotten words I talk in chorus

Walk around feelin I'm out of space
Stop to sounds reelin from Outer space
I need a therapist feeling like a terrorist

They peep pictures like Rorshach tests though
Stayin sheepish shift the sore
Locked chest those
Movin lips no thoughts ome out
Losin quips so plot's run out

Pills can bend submission when you
Do it with Grass sacks
Still remember drifting in
That subaru hatchback
Chill man can you listen end a
Feud with a fat track
Kill and end that written and
I'll spew it with Hashtags