Armand Hammer - Soft Places lyrics

[Billy Woods] Strange places slept Woke eyes wet, a dream of d**h Bad dreams are only dreams What a time you chose to be born Cold world, run water till it steams Burns like woman scorn Grey is the day you realize she doesn't care anymore For sure Jaw set, sign the form Sky hard, wind raw Cats paw, outside the A-rab store The ragged gathered, and the beasts maw Ahab washed ashore Black, two sugars! [Elucid] This is not my block This is not my hood This is not my stoop This is not my room This is not my mother's lap This is not my brother's beat This is not my father's scold I might have lost my teeth These walls are painted weird The neighbors barely speak Her other partner's queer Secrets in tangled sheets Dingy bra**iere hang on the wall like a wreath She creeps, she creeps, she creeps [Billy Wood] The news says "Two dead, two fled." Iron hands, faces lead In grey areas broke the bread Shame burning, hit his head Night terrors Clawed legs from under beds Life's errors Carried you here like pall-bearers Cracked mirrors Fierce squalls, gripped the mask aghast Mother turns away appalled Cold wind harbinger Surrounded, suddenly unfamiliar Silently, they all point the finger "Thats the n***a!" [Elucid] Vacant lot, the wing spot The liquor mart, the dollar store Ready vodka, make a blast They huddle close with open sores Afflicted, perdition, contrition Color-coded vile tops look like candy from distance Vinyl shop with glam rock window Mannequin of Kimbo dozing Frozen moments folded Tucked inside of 40 Belows Last rite for Franklin Ave soldiers No condolence Thats not an omen thats an eviction notice Hold it [Billy Woods] Sold it Rash moment Those beans better've been magic homie "Gotta have hope jack!" Go head and quote it Smile broken when they broke in Blind how they stole him Rip un-woken Fog rolling off the ocean Wandering ronin lay down prepared to meet that final opponent Loopings of horrid cellphone music Greets the retreating Romans Rope and limb, woods dark Trees groaning Then he rose and wept without knowing [Elucid] Cash on the spot Stuck it out Couple hundred thou Took that joint pension Bounced south Red clay tobacco field Left a three family shell in gentrified hell Tooth and nail Pissing in the wishing well Neighborhood borders keep shifting These names keep switching When the bodega starts to stock the red beer papi Wet the fear Red race tripping Pinch face pull 9 whistle Snatch kindles "Look alive k**a!"