[Verse 1]
So its late night, cruisin, don't know what I'm doin
Pedal to the medal, feel I should be movin
As I merge on Jers turnpike
But the traffic heavy metaphor for my life
Line shorter then some designer skorts
I want that Scorsese, the finer sorts
I slow down, metaphor for mind exhorts
And put the Lincoln in park like Minor forts
I'm fascinated whats the aspirations of an apparition
Life's a dead man's wonderland, I'm contemplatin conversations
So I wrote the song and dropped on this compilation
The connotation of my fadin concentration
Waning in the wind now It's rainin
Metaphor of somethin in my head I can't explain it
And my best friend feelin pain, but he hasn't told me
I hope that things work out, and he never lonely
I hope he stay in my life, so everyday Ima fight
Til our nights lookin bright, outshinin the strife
And pray that we reach to the lights
And we released from the fright
But now, I gotta turn my ignition
Cuz there's somethin in my brain that's missin so that's my mission
To find it, but I don't know what it is
Do I need to magnify or is it somethin big
Ridin with an addicts eye twitchin as the atoms fly
Tickin til the end of existence
Cryin why the victims die livin in this vicious lie
Tickin til the end of existence
Maybe I missed the point, got thrown out at home
That's why niggas kiss the joint, to slow down they dome
This that late night, lying in my bed type
Head wonderin bout little things I said like
I hate you I love you, I'm below, I'm above you
Self depreciation might take over the nation
Or worse, the planet might implode from all of the hatin
Troubles we facin, leave us down in the pavement
Dug up when our bones lookin ancient
Apply the brakes before reachin a dire fate
Die in a fire place sparked by a liars waist
Liar liar arsonist, close your eyes and cross your lips
Cross your heart, hope to die with a spark
[Verse 2]
I'm on my six candy cigarette, I'm filled with stress
Sadness seep out my silhouette
While niggas sleep on the dog like a pillow pet
But I know if bars bringin hate then I'm still threat
Well, just assume I was before I wrote this
Body plagued like the locus that swarmed because of Moses
I'm losin focus, hope the foes don't notice
Hope I can survive in a world that feels bogus
I wanna fold em, hand in the poker chips
Not suicide, but I feel that I'm emotionless
And that hurts my emotions, ironic
While the world pass me by supersonic
And the snakes made of rock like onyx
Makes me want to drown my pain in a gin and tonic
While my peers pop pills more adderall in the catalog
Takin more til they matter fall
I hope I stay sane, stay safe
And stay great, stay based
I say grace to save face
For my life after this insane place
So its late night, cruisin, don't know what I'm doin
Pedal to the medal, feel I should be movin
As I merge on Jers turnpike
But the traffic heavy metaphor for my life
Line shorter then some designer skorts
I want that Scorsese, the finer sorts
I slow down, metaphor for mind exhorts
And put the Lincoln in park like Minor forts
I'm fascinated whats the aspirations of an apparition
Life's a dead man's wonderland, I'm contemplatin conversations
So I wrote the song and dropped on this compilation
The connotation of my fadin concentration
Waning in the wind now It's rainin
Metaphor of somethin in my head I can't explain it
And my best friend feelin pain, but he hasn't told me
I hope that things work out, and he never lonely
I hope he stay in my life, so everyday Ima fight
Til our nights lookin bright, outshinin the strife
And pray that we reach to the lights
And we released from the fright
But now, I gotta turn my ignition
Cuz there's somethin in my brain that's missin so that's my mission
To find it, but I don't know what it is
Do I need to magnify or is it somethin big
Ridin with an addicts eye twitchin as the atoms fly
Tickin til the end of existence
Cryin why the victims die livin in this vicious lie
Tickin til the end of existence
Maybe I missed the point, got thrown out at home
That's why niggas kiss the joint, to slow down they dome
This that late night, lying in my bed type
Head wonderin bout little things I said like
I hate you I love you, I'm below, I'm above you
Self depreciation might take over the nation
Or worse, the planet might implode from all of the hatin
Troubles we facin, leave us down in the pavement
Dug up when our bones lookin ancient
Apply the brakes before reachin a dire fate
Die in a fire place sparked by a liars waist
Liar liar arsonist, close your eyes and cross your lips
Cross your heart, hope to die with a spark
[Verse 2]
I'm on my six candy cigarette, I'm filled with stress
Sadness seep out my silhouette
While niggas sleep on the dog like a pillow pet
But I know if bars bringin hate then I'm still threat
Well, just assume I was before I wrote this
Body plagued like the locus that swarmed because of Moses
I'm losin focus, hope the foes don't notice
Hope I can survive in a world that feels bogus
I wanna fold em, hand in the poker chips
Not suicide, but I feel that I'm emotionless
And that hurts my emotions, ironic
While the world pass me by supersonic
And the snakes made of rock like onyx
Makes me want to drown my pain in a gin and tonic
While my peers pop pills more adderall in the catalog
Takin more til they matter fall
I hope I stay sane, stay safe
And stay great, stay based
I say grace to save face
For my life after this insane place
( Griffe Jr. )
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