I don’t, know what’s real, yeah
Tight grip, on the wheel
Not many things that I don’t feel
Don’t worry about death, it’s the unknown
Rappers say they don’t want to die too young
I just say I don’t want to die too slow
The term love has become just another word
Take cold showers to feel alive
Don’t want what I need and it’s absurd
Tell me you’re happy, I think you lied
Consciousness, oh what a gift
Eat food then feel like shit
Take pills then feel like shit
Go to church, feel like shit
What a gift
It’s about time that I
Recognize I ain’t got no lifeline
Lay on my bed and oh, I cry
Do what they want just to pass the time
Voices leave, but they coming right back
I just want to scream, but they like it like that
I need a telos, but there is no map
My plan of attack is pure survival
I be hitting the high notes when it’s the weekend
I’m tweaking, I don’t know what to do, it’s all bleak and
I reach for diamonds, I only get boulders
Tell me it’s timing, I’ll give you the shoulder
All of the narratives, they don’t mean shit to me
I am not scared, I just won’t bear the misery
I will not look to the book for the mystery
All of this wandering starting to get to me
Yeah, fuck all the lists, ya see
Don’t say it’s meant to be
Or we’re not meant to see
Couldn’t care less anymore
Got nothing to invest anymore
Wonder why I get dressed anymore
The whole clothes shit is a bore
But I still gotta look like I’m ready to go, home
With any girl in my zone, so
I put in hours with paste in my hair
Back of my mind says to hang myself there
Just smile wide while I’m dying inside
There ain’t no peace of mind, I don’t get no free rides
I always keep the notebook to my right
Used to think one day it’d be all right
Yeah, what a naive young rapper
High school, never liked school chatter
Wanted to do something better
Redemption within every letter
Tears and a pen
Summers spent
Writing ‘till I felt useful again
Ten years later I’m still in this shit
Still feel the pain, I could never forget
Just a boy in a man
Yep, got that right
I want out like every night
Looks like it’s a lifelong plight
Let me sleep all through the flight
Gotta keep the composure, fake
I just get colder, wait
Push ‘till it’s over, break
Got a bad motor, fade
Stuck in my own mind
Keep it all in ‘till I find time to rhyme
I need signs
I just write lines for guys that already died
Art timeline is fine without mine
Do the rap legends all get into heaven?
If heaven’s like Earth I don’t want to be present
I only hope that thug mansion’s expanding
I don’t do crimes but I feel like a bandit
Life’s what you make it, that shit is outlandish
I’m famished
Scurry for anything that I can manage
Turns out it’s nothing and I cannot stand it
Is there really space for an emcee who’s like me?
Place in this dim dream, all I see?
Waste of a good thing, they tell me
What’s it really matter? Let’s just eat
Tight grip, on the wheel
Not many things that I don’t feel
Don’t worry about death, it’s the unknown
Rappers say they don’t want to die too young
I just say I don’t want to die too slow
The term love has become just another word
Take cold showers to feel alive
Don’t want what I need and it’s absurd
Tell me you’re happy, I think you lied
Consciousness, oh what a gift
Eat food then feel like shit
Take pills then feel like shit
Go to church, feel like shit
What a gift
It’s about time that I
Recognize I ain’t got no lifeline
Lay on my bed and oh, I cry
Do what they want just to pass the time
Voices leave, but they coming right back
I just want to scream, but they like it like that
I need a telos, but there is no map
My plan of attack is pure survival
I be hitting the high notes when it’s the weekend
I’m tweaking, I don’t know what to do, it’s all bleak and
I reach for diamonds, I only get boulders
Tell me it’s timing, I’ll give you the shoulder
All of the narratives, they don’t mean shit to me
I am not scared, I just won’t bear the misery
I will not look to the book for the mystery
All of this wandering starting to get to me
Yeah, fuck all the lists, ya see
Don’t say it’s meant to be
Or we’re not meant to see
Couldn’t care less anymore
Got nothing to invest anymore
Wonder why I get dressed anymore
The whole clothes shit is a bore
But I still gotta look like I’m ready to go, home
With any girl in my zone, so
I put in hours with paste in my hair
Back of my mind says to hang myself there
Just smile wide while I’m dying inside
There ain’t no peace of mind, I don’t get no free rides
I always keep the notebook to my right
Used to think one day it’d be all right
Yeah, what a naive young rapper
High school, never liked school chatter
Wanted to do something better
Redemption within every letter
Tears and a pen
Summers spent
Writing ‘till I felt useful again
Ten years later I’m still in this shit
Still feel the pain, I could never forget
Just a boy in a man
Yep, got that right
I want out like every night
Looks like it’s a lifelong plight
Let me sleep all through the flight
Gotta keep the composure, fake
I just get colder, wait
Push ‘till it’s over, break
Got a bad motor, fade
Stuck in my own mind
Keep it all in ‘till I find time to rhyme
I need signs
I just write lines for guys that already died
Art timeline is fine without mine
Do the rap legends all get into heaven?
If heaven’s like Earth I don’t want to be present
I only hope that thug mansion’s expanding
I don’t do crimes but I feel like a bandit
Life’s what you make it, that shit is outlandish
I’m famished
Scurry for anything that I can manage
Turns out it’s nothing and I cannot stand it
Is there really space for an emcee who’s like me?
Place in this dim dream, all I see?
Waste of a good thing, they tell me
What’s it really matter? Let’s just eat
( 4JM4 )
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