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Featuring Checkmark, Regan Hartley & Vinnie Paz
[Verse 1:]
Iâm too far away from home now
Iâd never turn back
I was scorned, I was burned
I had to learn fast
I took the turn pass alley
With the burned crack
The future slippin through my finger with no firm grasp
[?] stink of liquorish
Joints with sherm in it
Smoke expanding my lung
The damage is done
Itâs permanent
My brain fried
Eyes like the pain died
Canât hide my anger
I thought we was on the same side
Strangers I know em so long
Got familiar features
Resilient leeches suck the blood from the brilliant teacher
So listen close to the villains speeches
His spiritâs died but I here reside
Is broken in a million pieces
Teared by the secrets
And judge his life by psychotic scenes outta sequence
This is not a dream
We just adapt to losing
I need relief from all the truth
Iâm going back to you
[Chorus:]
Iâve picked my soul back up
More than a thousand times
Iâm goin out my mind
Trapped in a house of lies
And after all I know
Freedom is such a high
But how do I compromise
Cause I donât ever wanna come back down
[Verse 2:]
Iâm too high to even hear ya
Canât risk the failure
Made me obsessed
Collective paraphernalia
Focused on the trophies
Hammer throw the scenario
Cavieres hero
Cavalier in the aerial
Burn out the clutch and bang
Turn speed bumps to free jumps
Ainât nothin changed
Something strange in the air when you up here
Donât notice the steers
Cause Iâm shining with the sunâs glare
Or is the rain that numbs fears
Years with a father too far to wipe his sonâs tears
Itâs all relative family a plan B
Floating so I wonât even notice you canât stand me
Canât see, think or hear
Steering the sink itâs clear
That Iâm hopeless
Iâm only focused when Iâm drinking beers
I set the bar
Need relief from all the pressure
So Iâm gon leave the earth
But it wonât be upon a stretcher
Iâm gone
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Iâm always drunk out here
Too much skunk out here
Too much time on the road
Iâm in a funk out here
Missin everyone
My heart is always sunk out here
Wishin I could end it all
With my gun out here
The funk guy always dumb
I am takin pills
But at the end of the night Iâm still shakin still
Never thought Iâd be the person to break his will
This use to be fun to me now itâs pain my thrill
I talk alot about death so I should do it soon
Maybe under the cold breeze of a blueish moon
I gotta think about my brother
Wouldnât do this to him
I feel [?]
I kiss my son, face is warm
His mother hate me
And thatâs why Iâm adjacent to him
Itâs important for a father education to him
And equally itâs important to know my brain is ruined
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Slay you my brother
Philly all day
Official pistol
Cause I donât ever wanna come back down
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- Slaine EP
- The King of Everything Else
- The Boston Project
- The White Man Is The Devil Vol. 1
- The White Man Is The Devil Vol. 2: Citizen Caine
- World With No Skies
- A World With No Skies 2.0
- The Champs Are Here, Volume 3
- The Audacity of Coke
- Action Recon vs. Suburban Noize Records
- 99 Bottles
- 99 Bottles -Single
- YOU
- YOU - Single
- The Devil Never Dies
- The White Man Is the Devil, Volume 2: Citizen Caine
- The White Man Is the Devil
- A Boston State of Mind
- Slaine Is Dead