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i've got some time. [feat. KOLLECTOR TZU​.​]

from before the faces and voices. by Tobi the Prodigy

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[tobi. verse 1.]
Counting the days from my calendar off.
I feel my jaw tired of it all but I keep spitting it’s all I got.
My Ma mourned the death of my past but I go on cus look what it brought.
My heart made of steel,
I grant you the fact I keep it real you see I don’t really feel Either/Or so I conceal you can watch it in the reels
And the blues got the electric love I feel the eels.
I hear the whispers caressing my ears these faces taking over the wheels,
And my powers damn near infinite last night she held my hand guess we getting intimate
Life’s a bitch, isn’t it? I survived sixteen rounds and now I’m glistening,
Spitting lyrics from my wrist I took the risk and put it in the tip of the slot where we livin.
I’m never slipping,
Cooking it up like Walt it ain’t my fault I got one minute… bitch.

[KOLLECTOR TZU verse 2.]
as i get lonelier, surge in andohnia, a lost romantic my mind is spastic intentions rancid, the seed was planted at birth but love was never granted, i find myself played after saying i won’t do what that man did

my head is smoking im rolling after i seen her frail, under those blush loving sleeves dirt under fingernails

heart for a heart, i thought we shared some moiety u left me mortified towards the 9 a lack of loyalty

she begged and pleaded, swore it was one time, if this is love ima be the end of my forefathers bloodline, a cycle of setbacks and line up of let downs, bent down by this bullshit King of my world with a tin crown

claimed king of the streets now u hanging onto that wooden fence now, walking in the tornado this living getting tense now, and look at making art it’s not even making cents now

[tobi. verse 3]The paper getting thinner by the day, my fingers slipping while my tongue twitches in a crave
Mobbing deeper than murderers you know you’ve heard of us whole face hotter than the fucking furnace was
Tripping off the gin know I have to stay true to my kin,
These Lessons are visions and these fissions stay vicious I can see clearly even when my iris is tinted
My brother and I stay close like organized crime, wearing sweaters cus I got scars to hide
Faced the honor and I wasn’t even tried, spliff spoke and said trace elements meddle with minds
Psychics and liars all fiddle with time
I’ve begged and pleaded, full amnesiac lost all feeling,
Bars freezing stuck on one season cut too deep aint notice I was bleeding,
Recently I been keeping my eyes on the line of the paper I trace
Hold me close, only time I feel sane
My bed no longer a safe place since it was stained with tears all grey
My Soul was sold away in a tray
Who got the footage of the saint on delay?
Came in the game searching for grace I overstayed my welcome but I ain’t gon gaze on my grave, I’m far from that phase.

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from before the faces and voices., released March 21, 2022

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Tobi the Prodigy Houston, Texas

lil latino from bmore. taking inspirations from great artists and always tryna get better. i will be someone one day, the name tobi will mean a lot to a lot of people. i have a vision, and that vision will be seen. just time will tell. spread positivity, be good people, and one love.

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