DOUR ft. M. Stacks Lyrics

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My minds so far gone

I might need a passport to find it

Used to want to live in the city

Now I want to be on an island

I was talking out loud when I heard my brother say that the closest thing to God is silence

So I took the hint to be quiet

From the city with the voices and sirens, like coyotes their wiling

Me and my wolves howling over instrumentals with raw talent

You'll be challenged tryna pronounce words I grip like talons

So dark hearted and callous when it comes to death

It's just all balance

A lot of mother fuckers waste space, we really can do without them

They don't call me a ghost for nothing

The Oxymorphine had me morph into a poltergeist, and now I'm floating through your houses

Could've been a good friend, brother, and son, but now all I have left is malice

Couldn't melt the cold in my heart with matches or gasoline if you had gallons

All winter its cold showers

Writing album after album full of ballads, til another 10,000 hours roll around the clock

Your not professional, get off my phallus

All the years here made me monster

Think of all my fears at night

Ever since leaving the drugs became about survival

And I don't need anymore surprises

Master my vices been going for miles

See the light at the end of the tunnel

I just hope I'm not blinded

Made Big Waves all summer, the next one

Its gona be a fuckin tidal

A rifle for any rival

Dick big is the Eiffel and smile for anybody

That ever tries to try me

I'll find you

I'll be the ghost inside your room

The quiet breeze right beside you

BOO!!!

You don't match my prowess or power

Used to be a sweet kid til this city turned me sour

Put the sour in the grinder, came from the shadows looking dour

The work release block we used to watch Power

I remember seeing Rocky on the Samsung commercial like "Does this pen come in Gold?"

Told the other inmates we used to chill, they said "This dudes a fuckin clown bruh"

In western Pennsylvania

June to October, two weeks lock down for 23 hours

I'm from the city with steel yellow gold bridges over the river, under a pointy glass tower

Too many nights I shivered, the bus stopped running

My headphones on, turned the sound up but I just wish it went louder

I'll put the truth into my notes over these sounds

Keep our noses down til they crown us

Survival of the fittest most will fold

Gods just counting down the hours

My soul floats through the trees

It's cloudy I'm counting down to the downpour

From below the ground not the ground up

An ounce in my trousers

Never met an MC fouler

Told myself when I woke up

Don't be a fuckin coward

All the years here made me monster

Think of all my fears at night

Ever since leaving the drugs became about survival

And I don't need anymore surprises

Master my vices been going for miles

See the light at the end of the tunnel

I just hope I'm not blinded

Made Big Waves all summer, the next one

Its gona be fuckin a tidal

A rifle for any rival

Dick big is the Eiffel and smile for anybody

That ever tries to try me

I'll find you

I'll be the ghost inside your room

The quiet breeze right beside you

BOO!!!