Mannix

SAMPLES WITH SOME BARS Samples with some bars, Rhythm and some scars, These places that I been, Don’t seem that far apart now. Change is for the seasons, I can’t make no difference I don’t get what y’all be meaning, I’m odd, I'm never even. It’s apparent since my parents taught me right I don’t embarrass myself I write the shit that’s careless but made me careful. Make me thankful for the faces around my table the homies able and they go forward so willing if god forgiving don’t believe but for my momma that shit a mission. I would come home, eat her cooking, then clean the kitchen. I was there the day they shook him, they left him spitting. Come back tell these men and women what you think of living now? Tell em roll their problems up, blow that motherfucker down. We could fly up out to space, that's just how I get around. You can go ask my doctor I’m the sickest kid in town. Speak your soul baby, speak your mind. Long as these critics got a pen I’ll keep my hand on mine, Long as these women ain’t offended then I’m keeping mine, Long as this watch face keep on ticking then I’m taking time I’m taking mine I’m taking my time. DUFFEL I keep on falling asleep, but forgetting to die. Made my bed, room, covers, even sheep made of lies. My worries been high, damn I hate new surprises. Ain’t a mountain I can’t climb if you give me my lighters. Way back then I said had that Midas touch, but now it feels it more a crutch than anything ‘cause this shit keep getting made, but I can’t find myself a ring. Tryna fix the course but think on my way up north now. (Yeah) (Yeah) I could fit my whole existence in a duffel bag, Piss drunk spitting, swear sometimes don’t know how to act Women on my phone from way back tryna hit me up, I never leave my house I don’t know why they think I’d give a fuck. Everybody else is running, I’m just out here keeping up. And you can know my past babe, we keep all the cups. And if I make it out just know it’s luck, I ain’t really got a chance in this. I’m trying my best, fuck (Yeah) (Yeah) FALL Every morning I wake up and resurrect, take some pills as big as my meds then go straight back to bed. Seems there ain’t no exit door to my head, and all the lights are out. Used to know the path, but I’m going too fast to get my bearings now. Move too quick to let things attach, I don’t take favors lightly. I ain’t really steering the wheel, I’m just holding tightly. If it’s right then it’s real, but I don’t think I might be gone. Back against the wall I stumble every fall Still got my spot in the city, but it’s iffy I keep it, And really it’s shitty I’d think of leaving, but shit I guess if not now then whenever. If the timing right a stone can be less heavy then feathers, I guess that’s what I missed. I still can’t put this shit together. I know we keep on texting but I ain’t feeling like we tethered. The changing of the seasons got me feeling under weather. I feel like the bombs are coming you could hide out in my shelter for just a night or two. If you close your eyes is it just me and you Cuz when I close my eyes I wonder if this shit is true. SNOW Shit I’m still just a kid. Nineteen sippin’ on vodka fifths, tryna remember all the shit I did. I wake up covered in piss. What’s the point of smoking it weren’t for the abyss? Don’t know why I get so worried bout these Things that I missed. You could close me in this cage, I’d still be hugging the fence. It’s bout time that I learned, what you meant, when you said the best things that I get. I’m gonna have to earn. So go and burn, my money at my funeral. And I’m a real drug addict homie, you should know. I ain’t giving you 100 prolly next to go. If I ain’t say nothing on stage would you still see my show? Born inside the rose, Just tryna keep it close, Hoping I don’t die before I get to hit my goals. This worlds cold. People on the fold, My woman on the road, I’m sleeping in the snow. I’m just trying not to lose my mind. I got bars to make the devil cry. Mental health poster child. Older side of me still contemplating suicide. Said that you the truth, then Mac what the fuck am I? ‘Cause I can’t classify myself as the youth. Soon I’ll be hitting 22. It’s been hard getting through without you. Born inside the rose, Just tryna keep it close, Hoping I don’t die before I get to hit my goals. People on the fold, My woman on the road, I’m sleeping in the snow. World’s cold Thank you for reading - Mannix