Poetic Vulgarity - w!nehouse

I've been tongue tied down, and out these days Words don't come easy these days Hand on the pen, let the ink run dry Rather say nothing Keep what little piece of mind I've got Nurture this little piece of zen I've got And say a prayer for all the friends I've lost 'Cause I ain't fluent, no Shakespeare I got trouble making clear, the things that I feel 'Cause sixteen ain't enough These emotions piling up Neck deep in thoughts, need bailing out Bars running out, need more 'Cause sixteen ain't enough 'Cause this sixteen ain't enough Trippin' over words I ain't even said yet Vivid nightmares got me waking up in cold sweat Troubleshooting, over thinking, the ship is sinking Yelling, seem nothing is cutting though Gotta wonder if I'm speaking things clearly now Only want to make you care the same about it But I ain't fluent, no Shakespeare Having trouble making clear, the things that I feel 'Cause sixteen ain't enough These emotions piling up Neck deep in thoughts, need bailing out Bars running out, need more 'Cause sixteen ain't enough 'Cause this sixteen ain't enough Wish that I could wax poetic Paint a Picasso with these words like Kendrick I'd be spitting off the dome in the moment Flowing like water, words and poems I'm composing This symphony that I'm composing I'm going in 'Cause sixteen ain't enough These emotions piling up Neck deep in thoughts, need bailing out Bars running out, need more 'Cause sixteen ain't enough 'Cause this sixteen ain't enough

DJ Swift on the track He got seventeen in his nina Mook got the keys jumping Youngin on the corner with seventeen in his nina Drunken love from a Corona, I shouldn't have showed her I need her Guess the picture they painted for me ain't nothing like Mona Lisa Inhalin' smoke from out the MAC, back to back, we blowin' reefer Same hoes these niggas lovin', I'm fuckin', they think they keepers Whoever thought the menace'd sell out a whole arena? I'm 'bout my racks like tennis, got a bitch look like Serena Don't matter what your mama tell you, just know I love you, Selena Where I'm from, you gotta tote one 'cause it's lethal My father told me back in '01, it was Dickies and beepers I'm sneaking Perkies on the plane even though it's illegal I know that they don't feel my pain even though they my people I tried to tell the game to him, I guess he didn't believe it I swear to God I fuck with shawty 'cause she keep me a secret Spin on they block, empty out clips for my lil' nigga, I'll beat 'em Shout out them OGs, keep it real, pass out more work than a teacher Watch how that money make him Change, he left his team on the bleachers This Crip shit running in my veins like I got poked with a needle Them hitters come and kick your door, they got recruited by FIFA My heart colder than last December, put my hope in this heater Told Joe let's take a trip to Cali just to see what bag's cheaper My youngin posted in the alley in all black, jeepers creepers Shout out to my lil' white bitch Alex, I get the coke from her people Got a lil' gutter bitch named Lisa, she gon' suck the whole team up And I remember all them Aston Martin dreams, not a Bimmer She a keeper, but I'm for damn sure gon' leave her I'm so sick, double cup, you know I'm lemon tea'd up For a brick, dope boys in the hood don't swipe no Visa Violence, I condone it, I just hope that you don't freeze up I come from the corner where you wanna keep the heat tucked Mike Amiri denim jeans, you know 'bout sixty G's stuffed Shout out the plug, blue Black Amigo, yeah, we love the re-up Youngin on the corner with seventeen in his nina Drunken love from a Corona, I shouldn't have showed her I need her Guess the picture they painted for me ain't nothing like Mona Lisa Inhalin' smoke from out the MAC, back to back, we blowin' reefer Same hoes these niggas lovin', I'm fuckin', they think they keepers Whoever thought the menace'd sell out a whole arena? I'm 'bout my racks like tennis, got a bitch look like Serena Don't matter what your mama tell you, just know I love you, Selena Where I'm from, you gotta tote one 'cause it's lethal My father told me back in '01, it was Dickies and beepers I'm sneaking Perkies on the plane even though it's illegal I know that they don't feel my pain even though they my people I tried to tell the game to him, I guess he didn't believe it I swear to God I fuck with shawty 'cause she keep me a secret Spin on they block, empty out clips for my lil' nigga, I'll beat 'em Shout out them OGs, keep it real, pass out more work than a teacher Watch how that money make him Change, he left his team on the bleachers This Crip shit running in my veins like I got poked with a needle Them hitters come and kick your door, they got recruited by FIFA My heart colder than last December, put my hope in this heater