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Long Live The King

from Vanessa by Art Morera

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Fresh out your good graces, do I look crazy
Peep how my foot placement went and put me places
Haters took pages out my book and traced it
I’ll break out the underground when I’m pushing daisies
Vacate the booth blazing
Tunes that became your favorites made with wood shavings
Only true statements
Too much waiting on your mind will make your roof cave in
No explanations, just a howl, wolf language
Bloody wool on my fang shit, you a sheep
Buddy you’ll feel anguish, sheesh
Refuel a full tank, wished them well
The van vanished, mans made fools vanquish

The wind blew like shhhhh
You hear that? Shhh

Walk with me through the lost city
They ask for change, I tap my pockets but only got pity
The rabbit hole became my grave, I never stopped digging
Dropped my first tape older than a deceased Pac and Biggie
Never stop resisting, long as I’m existing
The scar on my wrist stings, don’t touch it
Balled up fists hold crutches that are old grudges full of forgotten history
Site to see, when I pass you will not miss me
Brutal honesty
Getting strong working on a few songs this week
Man I’ve worn the same clothes because of a laundry list of things
Words are terminal, speak knowing God is listening
What happens when I press Alt + Shift + Delete
Pull out funds from an ATM like Excalibur and the rock it’s between
Unsheathed it, stood up for my beliefs, sought the seat
Beats me how I never saw defeat
But I’ll trade the throne for a loop just to sit and jot shit I think
The crown was so heavy I nodded when I disagreed
Beheaded shortly after hearing “Long live the king”
Last thing I seen was a falling guillotine then a ‘shing’
Damn, steel stings
The village filled with shrill screams as I summon the will to blink
Not even blood or a lil zinc, veins began to spill ink
They swarmed around mean muggin’ to refill and drink
Clink, gulp, teeth still pink
Whole time I thought I must be special
Turns out I’m just a vessel
I guess so

C’mon

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from Vanessa, released December 12, 2023
Written and Produced by Art Morera

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