Yo this is a monologue of a fiction character
Or maybe you.
Ey sick of this shit pretending
to myself I’m never gonna fucking flip.
Maintaining my tick hypnotic
cool it down slap my back with a whip.
Hideous thoughts are popping
Kicking in nightmares falling down rock down
in a pit sanity’s cracking
Hyding Jekyll London Jack I feel it rip. Hmm
Ooh ohh ey
123 pull 123
You gonna be free
all you need is one gig
I know you got gut so pull that trig
I see your face get it
now itz time to be
Its getting weary of people talking bout my emotion
I think the doctor should prescribe me double portions
no matter good or bad I do people will talk shit
I think you better run the hell before I pull shit
I know what you trying to do with that cold gun
If you set your mind then get it done
123 pull the trig let it burn
Once you taste it you’ll love it go on
Look at them running scared.
Dropping them bodies down.
Kneeling to my crown
You would never see coming
Kneeling to my the crown
Dropping them bodies down
Look at them running scared
Like them freaking taliban.
mama tried to put some sense to my mind
It ain’t worth it don’t take wrong turn
I wish you do right thing for your fam
So just come home for the love
It feels like I’m the wretched of this nation.
A freaking sinner bound in temptation.
I need to brake this chain with inspiration.
me being free is poison or salvation?
Turning on laptop posting a short clip
talking bout twisted world we live in
x bandana tactical gear vest
Going down down to armor shop
Getting a cart from the entrance
Pack pack packing up guns and bunch of mags
And stickin it back back back to the truck
Start stepping on D I go pounding ya’ll oooof
(What)
수많은 메세지알림
필요가 쏟아지지
수많은 메세지알림
필요가 쏟아지지
혀에는 사탕발림
바람이 넘쳐나지
가면을 쓰고 난 뒤에
미소로 응대하지 ay
속에는 화가나지 ay
결국은 다 뻔하지 ay
그저 돈벌이 거리 음
욕받이 얘깃거리 yeah
흔한 감정의 소비 피해
들어가 submarine
사람과 나의 거리를 피해
들어가 submarine
지독한 맘의 소릴 피해
들어가 submarine
Look at them running scared.
Dropping them bodies down.
Kneeling to my crown
You would never see coming
Kneeling to my the crown
Dropping them bodies down
Look at them running scared
Like them freaking taliban.
mama tried to put some sense to my mind
It ain’t worth it don’t take wrong turn
I wish you do right thing for your fam
So just come home for the love. X2
We be right we be wrong
We be shine we be dark
We are shame we are bold
We seek peace but we are war.
Rigor mortis
Now we zombies
Smoke that canabis
Smoke that canabis
My savior I need guidance
I don’t know what kind but I need it yo
Trying to pull it together
endurance and shit But can’t do it alone
Anything will do...
Six sense to sense the presence or
constant ammunition of pure thoughts
to clear my mind .. anything.
I need inspiration instead of this constant fear.
So to the grace holding
the chair of my heart plz let me overcome...
