Album Cover Bbq

Bbq

Pomm

5

Commence the banging bass on the loud speakers

Fridge loaded with 30 cases and liquor by the liter

Dutch, papers, or glass we gotta full gas meter kidLoaded up all aces

Demeanor sweeter but a fire beater at the core

Eyelids devoted to breaking basics

Cream schemer with the clean Asics

Digs coded deep, need more than Lasix to see what I mean

Ribs coated in the summer time, smell the steam coming off the grill-

Old timers and new comers welcome as well

But no minors here, this ain′t capital hill

Social mountain climbers truly mentally ill

ILL

ILL

ILL

ILL

Constant back and forth

No crown will be forever wed

What I meant aint what I said

Sure your so down to earth, clever, and pure

But the pot stays steady stirred

Rather than burned

All around the worth never is blurred

And in my thoughts, so many absurd

You giving child birth while I search for a song bird

First lets dot the i, in a church with the good word

But free living comes with much cost

As drums beat around my chest, no cross around my neck

I feel like I'm missing being blessed and I′m lost can he resurrect?

So numb with no rest

Hate for those or little respect

I hum to the bass of my mental

State of flow whistle and connect

With Strums from space so gentle

The after glow runs abyssal

I reflect as it comes and goes

Mind matter feeling rather low, the system overloads, then I turn ghost

Am I a master clean or just a bastard at most?

Burn down the thrown and watch it roast

Put the ashes in plaster or spread them by the coast

All my peoples arise from mushroom clouds

Time is fast so turn it down

Burn up the room, fill the air with pounds

Look whose higher now.

Transition taking place, shifting ideology

From a thoughtless mentality

To a position like Buddha lounging under the trees

Who would want to fights sword less on a trapeze

When conditions leave you word less one can really feel the breeze

Distraught algorithms bless madness though

A.I ought to write these rhymes like it write the press

Enter the underbelly of mankind and SMS

Sacrificial elements already rule our minds

The checkered past but were still acting blind

Know strangers with hallows ain't always angels

Center stage, come directly but stuck playing chess

A holograms elegance is deadly, fools never confess to the void of eternity-

Milligram by milligram, humanity is run by Stans

Tell em man, I'm the greatest of all time

And All time is constant

Every favorite playlist I better be on it

Mother fuckers were going cosmic

Now feel the fuel in this super sonnet

Demeanor sweeter but a fire beater at the core

Eyelids devoted to breaking basics

Cream schemer with the clean Asics

Digs coded deep, need more than Lasix to see what I mean-

Ribs coated in the summer time, smell the steam coming off the grill

Old timers and new comers welcome as well

But no minors here, this ain′t capital hill

Social mountain climbers truly mentally ill

ILL

ILL

ILL

ILL

Still learning what that means

By way of the reefer and trees

I hope to reach all the answers in me

One day soon I release My POV

God Please I beg and plead help me

Yes I′m on my knees (extra)

I'm sorries are over due

But with out you

Same old state

Shout it loud

I′ll await

Lagu lain oleh Pomm