CONSTANTINE from TAHINI ST. by SIR SWANKS THE EAR

Constantine

Verse 1:
Breathing deeply into my balls
My fear goes off the charts
Offload some apps, weak heart,
downy, not strong, give me a head start,
like waves on the shore the floor distorts
firewalls can talk, clock numbers scrawled, forbidden doors, unfold the untold,
stand tall on ur ten toes fight fear to grow, smell of grease on my work clothes,
body home, weak lungs smoke me some, drank some fuck some, get stung,
good for nothing vagabond
just a bag of bones, that's how it goes
main control to control, lothario

Squeeze over my limit, emit legit feelings,
Plant something in the void
Just by thinking analytic
Broken fragments of dopamine, time to fix it,
Bloodstream filled with endorphin!
Sun spirit do I got the cream,
oxytocin stimulating,
antenna picking signs to connect with,
amusingly depressing,
At times I hope I didn’t know shit
Overthinking I am Stressing like bitch
Tired of waiting the energy is rich
The feeling is foreign, disoriented
the setting captivating, i feel demented
Airwaves on my face, Got me asking?

God!!!? How do you handle things?
Fighting my demons like i am Constantine
Half breed turned pristine spread my wings
Come out clean

Got me asking?

God!!!? How do you handle things
Fighting my demons like i am Constantine
Half breed turned pristine spread my wings
Come out clean

Got me asking?

• Experimental
• Hip Hop
• Rap
• debut ep
• ea melters
• metaphors
• real
• sampled
• smoke
• transparent
• underground
• Olongapo