Teazor

The pixels to your picture is the highlight of my lifter, and you say you all alone, but girl it's what you surround up in your zone.. Like this teeth it's fvckin' shattered for every rhythm I place on this platter. It keeps going on every chatter.. And I despise the fvcking latter.. Not everyone is the same, they just keep climbin' up a ladder until truth sets in.. hold, stop, and scatter.. Run from your own , it's the reflection that keeps it known.. Fight for you life, it's the grip that's keepin' it tight.. Fvck bullshit, drama-free, it's what I aim for, know, can't you see.. Now if I had a face to paint, it would be drippin' by the grain, canvas tears thin, it drips by the frame of a face that knows no pain.