Disappearing Act

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Can barely admit, leaps and bounds from bouncing a check
Can barely admit I know what I'm doin', these days, it persists
So do I, thought I had it, next moment escaping my grip
Reorient it, photo edit, shit looks better once I clear up my head
Wary of demons preyin' to break me with the sneakiest tricks
I've endured manipulation that could get under skins,
Blameless, swayin' you into betrayal by your own flesh..
You ever get disowned by kin, 'cause you called out harm
As if it'd disarm, 'stead they go around and paint you as sin?
Erasing you of links, givin' reasons to stop cheerin' your wins,
Cryin' out for help, now they can't take you serious, you just
Stare at the abyss, to a blaring indifference of if
You'd take the next step?
Comparison traps, we're not exempt from experiencing this
God ordained me a gift, discerning why I thank in contempt
'Til I awake in a zen, growing to be what I didn't have, this is mav'..
See I care about who you are, I'd listen to a tear if you let
But I don't care who the fuck you are, if you just tear down the rest—
You'll see how great I am, 'cause I see that rough shape you're in..
So I'll help myself by stretching out that dog in you,
To expose..how you ain't nothin' but a straight fuckin' bitch
And I hear their entertainment's abrupt, huh
I ain't sparin' no rib
Playin' a game of Operation on me, with no way to get in
'Cause it's neither here nor there when they're takin' a dig
'Course not, it's a sword box, how I lay in the cut (bitch)
Merely splittin' my sides, with no try, for makin' a-mends
Man I'm only in fuckin' stitches from the.. hilariousness
I no-clipped after being shot with some blanks in remiss,
Find me at the lost & found, I'm exiting stage on the LEFT,
'Cause you'd be taken aback—if that's where things would've went..
So here's where I'm at...
Everyday I wake, take it head on like Nearly Headless Nick
I go from peaks to valleys, like I'm Jerry Moffat
From valiance to piqued 'cause, the weight on my chest,
I carry with strength for the others around me..
And still, makin' 'em grin..
Got 'em smiling, it heals, all my pain deep within
I'm an amusement ride, man, it's what I'd pay to uplift..
A couple trolls see a stripper pole, so they wrangle my dick
I bait and I switch, watching you punch the air..
Knowing the words I left hanging in that dead air's gonna win
You've the comprehension skills of a possum, though
I'm just playing as dead

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Maverick
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