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TRAVEL part 2: Hazin' in 'Murica [Prod. by BluntedBeatz]

from 911 by Izreal

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Hazin in hotels, kept up in couchlocked corridors,
Been poor before, now time to find where my treasure stored,
On this rollarcoaster ridin', smokin' while I'm drivin,
Drinkin till I'm high then recline into Gaia's design,

No blues in my rearview, (sooo)
No po-po and tears dont fall no more,
Fuck a ho, thats the past where I dont go,
Only flow where waves are gonna roll,

Only deal in tsunamis, wild like I ride a harley,
Lonely foes sippin aged barley, while I roastin' marley,
Marchin through marshes so mellow,
From the coast where we spread melted marshmellow,

Fluff up ya resumé till your bones decay,
Raised a stray on a grey rainy day in May,
Laid them all back home, so I had to fray and roam,
Storm through a zone ya don't know, outside home,

I keep all my people high like american airlines,
Unravel in my travels with a piece of a vine,
That’s the only time I can find peace of mind,
‘Least I got the cadence and power to rhyme,

Been through the Gothams, the goblin lairs,
Dodged gallows and kept bullets hallowed,
Follow my lead and find yourself without need,
Greed doesn't pay, but ambition can get you a raise,

Blaze like I'm orange, loco like I'm off the door hinge,
Got rhymes longer than my penis, rap genius fringe,
Kindred spirits I singe, native to America, Mark Twainage,
Born to bring damage to darkness like I'm ya flood's drainage,

I take your weight and flip it till I get payments,
Finger to fees that arrise before ya even pay rent,
Odd to have no means and still plot till the end,
But thats where I've been, not matter how low I always been scrappin’

We all just children on these shores,
Oceans stretch for years on I'm sure,
Churches & Billboards,
Rollin’ through the Southernland,

Littered highways in North Carolina, dead dogs and cats,
Swamps in Florida and Louisiana, traffic stopped flat,
Nice people everywhere, but yanno some pack Gats,
Been stack-in’ Jack-sons till I escape all of that,

Dipped through the East to the Dirty,
Walked with Pirates in N'orleans streets,
Thieves and the meek just chillin with the peak,
Upper escheleon among their broke brethren,

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from 911, released May 29, 2017
Produced by BluntedBeatz, lyrics written and performed by Izreal.

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