Spill - View, Noah Kin

Spoken word, over silence, I’m feeling numb

Fallen poet, low-key, still keep it dumb

, outcome streaming none

How you’re feeling son?

Champagne spilling

Champagne spilling

Champagne spilling

Champagne spilling

Champagne spill, lights out lay still

Warm base heal, been living under haze and it tastes real

, hard shit long days kill

I’m timeless, but plain plain still

And I only wanna taste how that grace feel

Trynna capture the sight

Living in the world where I do what I like

Bright light over night saying what I write

Let poems ignite and keep my focus floating over like kite

I’m stacking emotions and dozing potions for flowing precise

Like street tale with burned pages

Slowly pacing and aimless, but facing higher stages

Searching greatness and lacing powder with motivation

Placing patience over, high biases and fatuous making

So keeping my head over matter

While y’all be all over that nonsense

Faded emotion obey late hours and ruin the process

Mind is honest, cold shit, I punish with comments

And let opponents hold golden stacks

With my flowing sonic, my flowing sonic

Champagne spilling

Champagne spilling

Champagne spilling

Champagne spilling

Life’s a bitch, looking in the mirror as I’m writing this

Trynna catch a glimpse of the beast

That is hidden and is living in the one that is writing this

I am the shit they know it, but deny it.

Put my soul in to these lyrics,

and you think that you can buy it, nah

Try to walk a mile in my shoes, boy

Imma shock you like my name Zeus, boy

It ain’t news boy, you gon' lose, boy

And that’s truth, boy

Why you act like you gotta pay deuce, boy

While you’re over there sipping no juice, boy

Your standpoint looking kinda loose, boy

The minute that you’re doubting me

It might lose your breath, like what’s next?

Leave a pool on the ground, babe tight yourself

These strange waters will haunt us, until we modest

For starters we’re not our fathers

We slaughtered, don’t even bother

Been working on this for the most of my life

And I won’t take advice, if you looked at me twice

But they noticed, in fact I’m larger than life

I’m greater, I am greater than you, and

Like I’m going down, let’s fucking ride, let’s fucking ride

So let’s fucking ride

Champagne spilling

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Spoken word, over silence, I’m feeling numb

Fallen poet, low-key, still keep it dumb

Speaking tongues, no outcome

Only healing lungs

And I’m feeling none