[Lyric] Camera Obscura (SCVTTERBRVIN)

Chilling out you know what I mean?

I'm hip hops aborted son
Bloodline foreign dirty crates hoarding drums
Might need 40 ounces and 40 guns
For 40 days 40 nights in some blood soaked Jordan 1's
Off balance in a dark labyrinth
Beating myself is the top challenge
I ain't trying to talk practice
My mind's all absent wrote this rhyme off absinthe
On the balcony exhaling smoke
Fuck my bitches throat then let her drive the boat
For champagne dreams I kill, rob and loot
5 star hotel treat her like a prostitute
When I strike I don't give a warning
Nothing like the smell of napalm in the morning
Armagеddon on a day that's sunny
Counting money Bumping Portishead Dummy

Freestyle phantasmagoria
Thе acid backflipped in my cornea
On some G shit learned the secret from Victoria
Somewhere in Astoria chasing euphoria
I ended up in Goshen know some ese's that exterminate rodents
Overdosing watching a typhoon approaching
Mouth foaming the moonlight danced on the ocean
Hell's Bells psychedelic tales
5 figures from domestic sales
Eclectic where my aesthetic dwells
Real low key like the Majestic Twelve