Jesse Howard - Status Quo lyrics

Stop asking me if sh**'s synonymous Yo I'm past the schemes Slip quick into honest bliss Not quite ignorance or inattention Got mics in the clench more dim prevention "him?" the mention get them to clenching Grinding teeth flat I'm finding peace back to sly men beats Flak jacket mentality raps behind the speech Climbing peaks strapped with this Hip-Hop describing task in timings past not as live as me I ride that a** brain damaged behind the cla** Change gone lunch money vanished famished the line is smashed no feelings like I crashed on Galapagos smash on sloppy hoes no healing light flash I jot the poems so if you think it's rash then I swat the hoes psychosis lapse when I stop to flow it's hardly acts when I talk to hoes sh** Pardon Ask if I got the jokes When I laugh at my sloppy quotes b**h you ain't got me nope Cause I get up used a bit f** I'm used to it Can't get the news to fit so I lose the sh** Find the right shoes to fit? f** that Branded confused a bit Time I f**in get boozed again Walking miles in these shoes is like bowels that i spew with it Wild and I do defile whole crews with it Childish feuds? Would prefer I peruse the sh** sh**heads who would wildly "palooze" is mixed So wild style is excuses sh** I'd rather die free and broke than rich and enslaved Padded nights pleas and jokes men rich in a daze Smother the streets... homeless... covered in grease Huggin the streets suddenly heaped Like I'm sullen up Sweet Smugglin? Sweet Chug in a Suite 40 from Mullen to wheat I be fallen in deep Pa** it