Graveyard Shift
Wake up we got stuff to do.
2 in the morning, the smell of loud
following you through the studio
caterers came through, we had a dinner to remember
got the wine pouring, now i’m in motion
ready for action, finna’ tackle this graveyard shift
the perfect time to work is while everyone is sleeping
i’ve already started the day that you’re beginning to prepare for
i’ve already dropped decades worth of material,
plenty of servings to go around
i’m afraid that 142 books might not be enough
to satisfy your cravings, so you know i gotta bring you some more
piped the sour, now i’m back on track
me and my crew are wide awake, we ain’t going to bed today
it’s a graveyard shift, we all ready for it
i really want you to hear what i got coming next
the themes that i am exploring with will blow you away, just wait
be patient with me, it takes a lot to complete the process of creativity
i don’t speak figuratively just to impress or because i have a way with words
lyric has become my next form of conversation,
i’m ready to tackle other languages once i perfect my English
savage writer would become a colossal commodity worldwide,
wouldn’t you agree?
you can’t deny i
you can’t deny the essence dat’ my vocabularies bring,
it’s like biting into pineapples
you gotta chop them up to get to the softness of the fruit
this is a graveyard shift, all phones are off at the moment
why get rest?
this is my time to let my inner artisan run wild
i’m feeling so inspired, i just want to write and record nonstop
i’m feeling so inspired, i can take on just about any task handed down to me
take your wine and watch i transform that into liquid gold
graveyard shift is popping,
it’s the destination to be at night
About the Creator
savage writer
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