Naked
Back against the wall
blasted on a canvas
camouflaged trigger thoughts
subliminal mind control
incase you wonder who you are
bags beneath my eyes
followed an illusion
on a trip with a suitcase
turned my back without saying goodbye
Now its Passion on the image
with a cross over my heart
I go Gambit on the cards
Imagine dragon conversations
Im fluent gasoline combustion when i talk
Polluting life's a chamber
Filter trap Martial arts.
Mechanical malfunction
Grind my gears
but ill feel sorry for ya'll
Tears turn salt
Thats a turn off
The sweat on my forehead needs a job
Hustle dont forfit
Victory is sweeter than revenge
I go raw never orange
Its important to have rules
Its expensive when its imported
Get a message across the world
They're trying to solitaire it in one suit
But the truth is naked adam and eves forbidden fruit.
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