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What are we to ever do, my mind is lead and you're a wall |
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The lions den of I'm akin, to sleeping late and eating wrong |
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Well If I ever got it straight, I think id bend at every pause |
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The action leaking out my face, from breathing paint to missing calls |
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Well I'm the sugar-coated tooth, and I have come to ruin your mood |
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While staring at the frozen foot, I realized I'm stupid too |
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Well Farming isn't fun at all, and I will build a thousand malls |
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And eat the food courts flesh, from every single city |
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Before you ask what you think you want to know |
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Take a look at my face and how far you think I'll go |
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Because I've had it up to here for the 37th time this year |
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And I've kept it bottled down |
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But not this time, not here |
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Cause I'm fucking on one |
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Shave it out, you need a break from hair |
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Coming out bald, I'm the eagle in the air |
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With the big ass braids and the folding chair |
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Just shave it out, you need a break from hair |
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I feel the marrow in my bones |
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Heart is beatingHeavy breathing |
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Can't stop it when I'm in my zone |
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Blood is colder It's taking over |
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Set it up, cover the plans, record everyone, make demands |
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Positional strategy, split was disastrous, flanking the siege |
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You've seen me arrive |
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Shed my disguise I thought you wanted to, I thought you wanted to |
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Keep it alive |
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Fight to survive I thought you wanted to I thought you wanted to |
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Bit by bit I recover from this |
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Cleanse my palette and validate my gifts |
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Little by little, remove myself from the middle |
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Stick to the man till they bones is brittle, aware? |
