![]() ![]() I'll battle 'Zach.CozArt' made a 'shortstop'. But then again I feel insane, yet I stay the same through all the pain, so there is no one but me to blame. Im grimacing, the plot is thickening, everything seems so menacing, witnessing the change, feeling nothing but shame. The lies I’ve self fed go on to become cries from my bed as I try to pretend that this isn’t the end commencing. ![]() World’s falling apart but I pick up the pieces and put them back together, cus they can’t stay broken forever, To mend a broken heart, I say things so clever whether or not I believe whether or not they’ll succeed to better my thought and reality, but the forecast stays the same, so the bad weather causes me to endeavor to pull down that lever to flip off the light inside my head, powers out, ideas go dead, the floors are stained with red from dreams filled with lead. So it's OK if it's Organized Konfusion he Prints Poe. So his scripts got me beasting like Lovecraftsmanship. I'd cut Art to bits coz I love craftsmanship No pimpin' lyrics, but tryst an' I sold that. I'd trick mephisto into giving my soul back, To block and stop the longin'us writers feel. It's kinda like you try to heal or find a shield, Shades of 'grey'll' represent the indy scene. It's all black and white, you'd sacrifice the in betweens: You said a couple things that I find quite funny,īut your crew "should've come with a mute" like wise monkeys.īelieve, he's blinded if he aint seen defeat.Ĭode of ethics my heart's in the cipher, I made a Splash, earned my Stripes but don't thank me You can morph into wind, Cuz I'll blow you away. R.I.You sound like you think you're a power rangerĭid not pass know, went directly to fail 's what he didĮight minutes to figure out how make it sound realįakin it with a dictionary on his lap to say how he feelĮmotions are what he keeps Trying to concealīut I aim for the brains, so your games are retartedĬhildren are cute but should come with a mute Suicide if you try to take my drugs Homicide if you try to rob my plug, ayy Homicide if you try to take my gun I'ma hit a lick like I smack that tongue, yeah Suicide if you try to take my drugs Homicide if you try to rob my plug Homicide if I'm reaching for my gun I'm not the one, I'm not the one, ayy Suicide if you try to take my drugs Homicide, go on and hold my gun Specify, all the lies you've told Look at me, what am I on? Perky, Molly, Xanny, all that shit in one mix I'm so high that I cannot remember to forget Matter of fact, let's just take a sec' Rest in peace to the niggas that left Rest in peace to the niggas that left And praise all the niggas that's left I feel like I'm up in my prime But who am I gon' share my prime with? Who am I gon' share my time with? Sometimes it's just perfect timing Singing like I'm CeCe Winans Damn, this shit's unwinding Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy Uh, yeah, ayy, suicide if you try to take my drugs Suicide if you try to take my drugs Suicide if you try to take my drugs Homicide, baby, would you hold my gun? Suicide if you try to take my drugs Live a lie, look at all the shit you've done, uh This one for the legend, uh I feel like a king, and these other niggas peasants, uh We should take another nigga lost as a lesson, uh Hopefully I'm finna meet these niggas up in heaven, uh I feel like I'm lost in my mind sometimes, uh I feel like I'm dropped like a dime sometimes, uh I'm just trying to find out what's mine sometimes, uh I'm just trying to find out what's mine sometimes, uh, ayy I get lost in the sauce way too often Uh, bought my soul back like I fuckin' sold it Uh, ayy, huh, this shit cold, this shit's golden Yeah, ayy, I wonder what happens when my life over Sometimes I think it's coming up I think they runnin' up So yes, I'ma keep my '40 tucked I cannot go out, I cannot go out I will not go out, I gotta show out I ball too hard on these niggas, it's a blowout Yeah, it's a blowout
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