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Melody of Shadows 2 by Lamg

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Melody of Shadows 2 by Lamg - Instru Drill Trap & Rap music cover art

Melody of Shadows 2

Instru Drill Trap & Rap

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— yeah yeah
Low on wonder of burned out street, lap-tapers are so snap-flats Footsteps in a pink crime, met your ticket, breathed in winter air
Sax motif, we's on minor9, piano patch, fold like a coat We move in triplets, fuck B-clip, this is the vow we broke
Scar jacket button, ash on the cuff, nicotine maps on my palm Corner cafe, glow steam from a van, city clock strike, calm
Three-step breath, three-step step, triple domino in the palm 808 knocks, chest box knocks at the end, co-spell the song
I count burnt lines on a concrete ledger, laces tie tight like ledger desks Red life, mica, alley cat glamour, memory silhouettes
Punchlines land heavy on the downbeat, no guests, just checks Bitches in the gutter glow like neon regrets, yeah
Shadows, drill, filter, grill, cold, still, pole will, yeah Burner, night, keep it, real, scarred, soul, heart still
Cracked up, white towel, graffiti scars, felony to keep it gold Afro swing on high-hats, totally rhythm with the low-end growls and gulps
Triplet tongue twist, toddlies to rhyme, pocketed cadence, pocketed gold Syllables stack like dominoes, multi-syllable flow, watch it fold
Midnight leisure, midnight blitz, midnight is a midnight itch Saxo's blaze a calming melody, matter of eleven, shadows on the ledge
Punchlines, I pay rent to the moon, but the landlord took the stars Metaphors like bar quarks, stitched into a jacket with the scars, yeah
Eyes on the skyline, iron on the lane We trace silence with sound, trade pain for the name
Shadows, drill, filter, grill, cold, still, pole will, yeah Burner, night, keep it, real, scarred, soul, heart still
Let the sax crack, minor nine Let the guitar reply, this is the fold where we reveal The scar, the smile, the why
Polly with my car, Afro-trap, close, slow it down, feel the sigh I count to the ends and I burn matchbox, then light one to the sky
Let the sax crack, minor nine Let the guitar reply, this is the fold where we reveal The scar, the smile, the why