Elixer
• Written by NVRHERE
These Bone Heads
Are Tone Deaf/
Sown Filth
With The Soul Thread,
Try To Take My Gold Like Cortez,
Call Of Juarez
With Every Step I Make It Known,
All My Strength I Let It Show,
Plus I'm Cold
I'll Let It Snow
Til It Hits 20 Degrees Below, Simmer Down
Before I Make
You Shiver, Wither Like The Trees Of Winter
, Your Thinking
Slimmer
Your Brain Thinner, Your Path Dimmer,
I Could Read The Scripture All In Different Mixtures,
Would That Even Be The Right Elixer?
I Want My Masters To Some Degree,
If That Means I Can Still Get By On Record Fees,
I Dont Shoot To Please
I Unload To Better All My Needs And Wants,
Saint Laurant Plus A Mansion I Can Call My Own,
If All My Bros Need To Lay Low Awhile They Most High,
Toast Now For My Given Strife
THIS IS FOR MY PEOPLE
WHO I NEVER GOT TO SAY GOODBYE
Acting like I'm
Doing Worse
Do you even know what it means
To be Stabbed
Up In The Dark,
Left With A Bleeding Broken Heart,
Surrounded By Them Snakes And Sharks,
And Only Boat You Had Was Some Rotting Bark,
Using Both Hands To Paddle I Embarked, On A Great Adventure,
A Mystical Journey
Facing Threats Of Agony Tension I Buried
Lessons I Ferry
Weapons Be Daring But To Me They Can Never
Be Scary,
I Dont Fear My Death,
Peered In It's Eyes Twice Already,
I Just Hope When I Go, That My Casket Made
Of Egyptian Gold, Plus I'll Be Dressed In The
Flashiest Of Clothes
And People Be Saying
He Stuck By His Oaths
Never Switched Up
Since He Was 8
Chilling On 🥀
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About the Artist
NVRHERE
Member since July 24 2014