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The coldest thoughts come from the darkest of places.
Prod. by SlapHappy - http://www.soundcloud.com/prodslaphappy
Lyrics:
[Intro]
I got the power,
Im feelin limitless,
Knock out the tower,
Point of my timidness,
Look at me now,
Busta real lyrisist,
Fuck up the crown,
Royalty illeness,
I dont get out,
Cause I be sick of shit,
Watch how the crowd,
Move and get into it,
Im feelin intimate,
All for the realist that,
Come for the killers,
And not for the innocent,
I would be chillin when,
Most of y'all,
Fall for the winners then,
Wait for the Fall,
Before Winter and,
Always beginning my bitter end,
But it will certainly end up in,
A serious state of imprisonment,
But im into it,
[Verse 1]
I got, just a couple questions,
Let me find out to go ten and two,
Driving right to the advocate,
Gotta line up to attend it too,
Metal bars seal the holding cells,
For the working class and city groups,
Got a fanny pack with a bottle,
Mixed with fuckn Panadol,
And some cheap goon,
With a spray can, Tooheys bottle caps,
And a card saying get better soon,
Which god do I prey for,
Cause I aint got such a holy room,
Raise the power of a quasar,
Cause the universe im culling too,
I'm not looking for a fuckn antidote,
Push the pests aside,
Cause I'm hunting you,
[Chorus]
Aint nobody wanna be at fault, (yeah)
Watching as the rotten get old, (yeah)
Mind over prophet,
Its exhausting,
Walkin' as the whole world,
Flips all over,
And we cant stop it no, no, no,
It'll end up in a moshpit ohhh,
Cultivative narcissist,
When I'm dropping shit,
You can see the way I turn,
Dark and Colder,
[Verse 2]
Everynight same thing that I go through,
Hoping metaphors to produce,
Something never thought that I won't do,
But staying as inaccurate,
As an arrow attacking,
Retracting to curl around to the back end,
Penetrating what is faking,
Helping,
To figure definitive answers,
Fittin' indifferent, little decisions,
Ripplin' stagnant,
I cannot help but resent to the cause,
Cowardness, feelin so powerless, pause,
Multiple layers of all the above,
As I be lookin' at all of my enemies,
They will be pointin' out all of my flaws,
[Chorus]
Aint nobody wanna be at fault, (yeah)
Watching as the rotten get old, (yeah)
Mind over prophet,
Its exhausting,
Walkin' as the whole world,
Flips all over,
And we cant stop it no, no, no,
It'll end up in a moshpit ohhh,
Cultivative narcissist,
When I'm dropping shit,
You can see the way I turn,
Dark and Colder,
[Outro]
I got the power,
Im feelin limitless,
Knock out the tower,
Point of my timidness,
Look at me now,
Busta real lyrisist,
Fuck up the crown,
Royalty illeness,
I dont get out,
Cause I be sick of shit,
Watch how the crowd,
Move and get into it,
Im feelin intimate,
All for the realist that,
Come for the killers,
And not for the innocent,
I would be chillin when,
Most of y'all,
Fall for the winners then,
Wait for the Fall,
Before Winter and,
Always beginning my bitter end,
But it will certainly end up in,
A serious state of imprisonment,
But im into it,
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- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap