Love-sadKID - No Art is Sacred lyrics

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No art is sacred
But step into my little glass home
And see the features in the cracks
I float with silver and gold consumed you
The crown I wear is often riddled with thorns
And when I'm cripped I dribble blood
Spit on the pages of poems consume me
I'm the bad wolf knocking at your doorstep
Huff, puff
Blowing all the smoke until I'm dormant
Said the
That checks on me every single day and moment
You ain't tough to want beef
You ain't a sandwich, you're baloney
Ain't a sandwich in sight
You ain't got bread or the cheddar
I said my handles getting tight
The flow is bеtter and better


And all thеse sleepless days and nights'll
Turn the kid to a veteran
Bet the next I come to life
You'll see the mirrors and smoke
I keep to keep you from seeing
When I'm just doing the most
No art is sacred
But some are valued more than the most
So throw your hands and light
A match and have toast
Learn when to boast, or when to choke
I turn a sheet head to a ghost yo
It's just soliloquies and ensembles
Catch me on my rocket
Tryna find a different pocket
I came down inside a comet
I'm the missing piece to our survival
Or at least that's in my dreams
But now I'm kicking 16s
And some sixteen youngin' was coming
With an abundance of
Double triplets and visions of
Counting digit's with bitches
But there's nothing under the sun
That the brother can't
Get with funds that I
Laundered over the drums
And I cash that with love aw damn, aw man
I guess I'm happy I'm not bitter
Every second's worth a dollar
And every thought goes up on Twitter
And heroes, gods, and
Villains, politicians, awful
Men and awkward
Women all do mischief talking
All the talking
Chalk it all to being starbound children
Better step up to the bat
'cause ain't no path I'm
Doing on mound pitching
I'm talking all my shit, 'cause
They've been on my dick
And those that ain't are prolly tired
Of doing all that wishing sheesh!

So catch a feeling
Got a feeling that you needed
Just keep on spinning when you
Battle with the demons
And ain't no winning
You just gotta keep on pushing
I work real hard so I
Can give myself a cushion
And on the real I think
I really need a teacher
It's hard to play when I'm
Just watching from the bleachers
I need get paid
I need that check up from my momma
I need the dollars
Turn the hundreds into commas

Time to dial in my focus
And get back on track
To who has always had my back
Even before the raps
The one who raised me and who
Made me who I am today
And never left me wanting or
Needing in any way
So Mom, Dad, I hope it's not too far now
To the day in which the bar you raised
So high can just be set down
I'll buy a trip for y'all, your cats
And make sure it stays in Texas
So you're never out of whack
I'm not that grown
But I'm bold enough to know
All that loving that you showed
You'll surely say it's standard
But still it's home whenever
You're both around
You're the greatest living beings
On the planet, yeah
I just wanna make it up to you, my best ever
I'll show you everything you taught
Me was the best ever
I cherish every little moment
That we spend together
Never was a second I think back on
That I'd change for the better, and yo

So catch a feeling
Got a feeling that you needed
Just keep on sprinting when you
Battle with the demons
And ain't no winning
You just gotta keep to pushing
I work real hard so I
Can give myself a cushion
And on the real I think
I really need a teacher
It's hard to play when I'm
Just watching from the bleachers
I need get paid
I need that check up from my momma
I need the dollars
Turn the hundreds into commas

Sick of the infinite lines
Gripping the vibes
Sick of the pictures all the time
Wish I was living the life that I chose
Sick of the lie
Different than many other niggas
I'm too quick to get by
Said I'm too quick to get by