Jesse Howard - Sessions lyrics

(Intro) Flow like Squanto or Geronimo Throw light poncho on my soul Roads slippery. It's Raining acid Spit a speech. It ain't cla**es Rappers lookin at me hungry Raptor's lookin at me glumly Grab a snickers you lack a picture's Sun scheme. to last a vicar You scum. Scheme. Track the fissures Sun beam Roaches dried up Raisins Branded Puns be poached scribed luck's Brazened Scan this. Drums please Art of War should have been the art of Rap Pardon's borin spend the charge it's stacked Heart attacks my heart attacks Sparked the core charter that (Intermission) Got Cricketts in my head rigged with U.S Cellular Drop Spicketts in my bed dig rip the pelvis up Still breathin Dead or alive I still talk Never when I spill hawk better in mind k** scoffs. Feel undead a rotten corpse Forgotten words I talk in chorus Walk around feelin I'm out of space Stop to sounds reelin from Outer space I need a therapist feeling like a terrorist They peep pictures like Rorshach tests though Stayin sheepish shift the sore locked chest those Movin lips no thoughts ome out Losin quips so plot's run out Pills can bend submission when you do it with Gra** sacks Still remember drifting in that subaru hatchback Chill man can you listen end a feud with a fat track k** and end that written and I'll spew it with Hashtags (Outro)