[Verse 1]
Working nine to five for the hive or your 9 working to five so you can stay alive describe the drive many take to thrive
None have prayed this hard saying not even a nun can get this close to god, prey they say I look like having prayed this hard
Nobody is gonna tie your shoes watching you trip soon as your soul moves, tangled up in misery you lose seeing you fall is what they choose
You last motion caught in picture trigger bigger flashes of being a mic splitter
Prevail never fail scratch that itch scribbling that dope schemе to satisfy the fiend
Hack the radio password or pass thе word lines potent as a bird ya heard
Hunger skid row fat flow sun tzu sun sets on you art of war for the poor deserving more
Only a few great whites even less in mainstream lights ain't water down for promotion in the bigger ocean
Never nervous versus creatures sticking to the surface, cracking my windpipes spitting firefights
Outta breath not able to hear the sound of death/deaf
I further the rhyme to further the line being the father of our time soning father time
[Verse 2]
Can't really see the appeal in popping a pill trends I never follow popping perks in the hollow never wallow always knew truths the hardest pill to swallow
People aiming through peepholes be your own peoples cross me crucified of blessed try me and find out the rest
Tables turned lessons learned turn the tables on the labels really tryna fuck you over when you not sober
Don't put them whores/horse on a stallion suck you dry by the gallon if they able to fuck you over when you thought it was stable
I say whats wrong if I need it to be sunny if I need the money then I make the change honey
Scroll trough rolls of ancient paper from old makers turned to vapours transmitted trough the apple skyscraper
How the apple in my voice can make the right choice, overcome the apple in my eye the apple in the sky
The apple hanging low, the apple hanging high, then apple in my hand, the apple that demand, the apple that never land, with the people in the sand, listen to my reply leave the apple to die
Beating the odds and dodge a barrage of missteps dodgy reps easy checks other suspects chew trough their necks like a T-rex, keep butchering in the booth it's the burden of proof
Working nine to five for the hive or your 9 working to five so you can stay alive describe the drive many take to thrive
None have prayed this hard saying not even a nun can get this close to god, prey they say I look like having prayed this hard
Nobody is gonna tie your shoes watching you trip soon as your soul moves, tangled up in misery you lose seeing you fall is what they choose
You last motion caught in picture trigger bigger flashes of being a mic splitter
Prevail never fail scratch that itch scribbling that dope schemе to satisfy the fiend
Hack the radio password or pass thе word lines potent as a bird ya heard
Hunger skid row fat flow sun tzu sun sets on you art of war for the poor deserving more
Only a few great whites even less in mainstream lights ain't water down for promotion in the bigger ocean
Never nervous versus creatures sticking to the surface, cracking my windpipes spitting firefights
Outta breath not able to hear the sound of death/deaf
I further the rhyme to further the line being the father of our time soning father time
[Verse 2]
Can't really see the appeal in popping a pill trends I never follow popping perks in the hollow never wallow always knew truths the hardest pill to swallow
People aiming through peepholes be your own peoples cross me crucified of blessed try me and find out the rest
Tables turned lessons learned turn the tables on the labels really tryna fuck you over when you not sober
Don't put them whores/horse on a stallion suck you dry by the gallon if they able to fuck you over when you thought it was stable
I say whats wrong if I need it to be sunny if I need the money then I make the change honey
Scroll trough rolls of ancient paper from old makers turned to vapours transmitted trough the apple skyscraper
How the apple in my voice can make the right choice, overcome the apple in my eye the apple in the sky
The apple hanging low, the apple hanging high, then apple in my hand, the apple that demand, the apple that never land, with the people in the sand, listen to my reply leave the apple to die
Beating the odds and dodge a barrage of missteps dodgy reps easy checks other suspects chew trough their necks like a T-rex, keep butchering in the booth it's the burden of proof
( Sleepy Nick )
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