Burn - Moodie Black

I’m all outside with my stress

Something on fire but they left to the west

I’ve been turning in my pain Arizona paranoia

I don’t know whats real I don’t know about love

I’ma blemish turncoat powder of my people with a ash flesh

Power no hope by the needle and I stretch

Armstrong leave me in the sun so I crack and you have both arms for your fun

I was blowing out my walls

Neon green lasers some white kids puddled as some fan boys later in a massed

out gang lame and uncultured in a rapey vibe talking bout fucking out her eyes.

am I way to?

gone to be fond of the non checked dancing in a puddle of my

blood til I’m on deck

My palms have holes

From the rope

Plains from my mouth when I choke

Rage in my chest

Peaking out waves and I’m def

I’m a old west slang what is left

Burned in the dirt buried in the dirt but I’m napalm a colorful flame but

I don’t burn for you

The OG sway in the swill

With emojis fangs blown planes in the field

People don’t fuck if it’s real where the lights

At put it with the pain and the pills

Imitate blank in the hills

Where the eyes shut meditate shanked in the feels

I’ve got no world where its billed

I don’t that fit that girl

Been outside for a minute

This ain’t even dreaming power to the fist

Healing like I’ve barely felt screaming in the wind

With a crop top blaring from the hairs on my chin

When they look

There shook scared as some motherfucks calling out our worn slave numbers we

ain’t getting getting up

The elephant tusk that I bump round the wrist keeps me limping for the break of

my bitch like…

Came from the border and I’m still alive way too death where my flag ???

Uh

Paint all monochrome slain by the plain clothes pain that arrange where the

buried go

My people barely touch anything hands to the mass

Fuck up the class

Carried by vultures blocked by the trap

Women like me

I don’t burn for you