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LYRICS
This time, I refuse to lack
Because I’m through with that,
Believe I earned a pat, right on the back
But it continues to attack,
Wait for time to render black,
Then I’m never coming back
Why do we fake our fate, I can’t relate,
Some people need to back out
Why do we shake our state to feel real spaced,
In light of a blackout
I’m the magistrate to my counterpart,
My vision is illicit, I can’t bare apart,
The system is a vicious intermission to a list of superstition,
Like a priest of new religion
What do you want out of life?
Grab a knife and demand what it is that you desire
You decide what it’s worth,
What it means, for a while,
Put it down, now you see what it means to find a smile
What it, does?
People looking for a buzz,
But it’s in the wrong place,
Filling pillows with the fuzz
And it’s smoke, proper blowing out the scuz,
And I can’t believe a trend is what’s destroying all the lungs
And I’m dumb-founded,
I can see the others pouting, like a fountain,
Begging for a couple quarters and a couple bills,
Take a step away from real and tell me how it feels
In life I’ve got, many choices,
Many of which will embody several voices,
Telling me to take this route, that road straight South,
Way home, far out,
To the skies, I’m devout
What is safe? What does it mean to you? To me it means a view, so full of ocean blue,
To be so keen to you, is what you ask of me,
But what I ask of you, is so simple
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap