[Verse]
The game is to make the matter math at any and all cost
Even if that means I too must take the fall
You see, I've been living in what most might call
Oblivion, much like Grimes, you might find
Me on a dark night upon a blue horse
Chinks in my armor provided by the Lord
As well as the sharpest sword
That you have yet to see, not even me
By faith, I maneuver through the greenest of grass
Yellow brick roads, and, oh, don't forget the sewer
They take my mental labor for laziness, foolish of them
What makes it worse, and evеn hurts, is I do it for them
They'll discover soonеr or later if they haven't already
My train of thought's moving at light speed, while the
Traffic is getting bad, as they claim it is
Driving's a privilege that I took for granted way back when
You don't know what you have 'til it's gone, I overstand it
Ghetto birds in suburbs, I don't panic
No, I just sit in it
These ain't just sentences
I am just a vessel guided by the highest of powers
The light tower, shining bright as the bezel
Full of the bloodiest diamonds you could possibly find in the motherland
Once again, I know you're saying to yourself
"What the fuck is he talking about?" per usual
But since change is the only constant, I wish you all well
Despite what you might sense I've been
Hopping in and out of parallel universes
Talking in my sleep, grinding my teeth, tossing and turning
Sure, this could be due to several things
But if it was written, my will is expensive
And it ain't never ever been free
Life ain't fair, and it ain't supposed to be
But you better have fare to spend, like a carousel
You gotta be fed as well, the family need groceries
The brain is that fried egg I'm gon' need
But this monkey on my back just won't leave
But don't blame him, no, this dis-ease is completely on me
I'm no weakling, I'mma show you true strength that you too Possess in three shakes of a lamb's tail
Can this G OD? (no)
I'll never bid you a farewell
Your soul is infinite as hell
Not Hades, but heavy raining, drip
The boat is docked, or patiently waiting, sick
For the nirvana described to the devoted
Christ's cake, not the devil's pie, sugar coated
The ATLiens stuck on the elevator
With my PEW36 explosive space modulator
Been in the middle, staying calm
Dropping bombs
Since I was trying to get a post on 2DopeBoyz
Blah!
[Outro]
For real, man shout out
Shout out to, [?]
That's crazy, I was just- aye-
Aye, matter of fact, give me a fucking bomb, Juice, what the fuck are you doing?
Aye, did I say "aye, man?"
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