Slam, even harder, straight outta scratch
I'm ironically enlightened, I'm living in a pun
So sorry girl, my job directly differs
From the masterplan my creator used to have
Dodging fucking bullets, we lick out in slo-mo
Carrying our A-b while y'all smoke bombs
It's all godammed fate! Stubborn as a mule
I abuse whenever you make a new excuse
I'm tired, not the turn the other cheek type
Two-faced guy, the dark one is raping mics
The other one is almost gone, shattered on thousand thorns
Sometimes highly inspired, sometimes drown in scorn
Turn around, it's all back on me
A blurry reflection things used to be
Stuck in a loop, we're too numb to feel
Nevermind, no change, it's all back on me
Mysterious, when there's nothing wrong
Y'all vanish away and you leave us on our own ad it's
Hideous, but I forgive y'all
Two men are my guns and they fire for WON.
When trouble appears, it's all back on me
Back on track, back on need, De la Guetto deal
Hold the tempo, cause it's simple
We'll cover the backs, but just of our people
My family, my temple, my mind and my wrinkles.
Everything I need since I run out of pimples,
You know? The faun shall be home
But the door may be closed next time you knock
Turn around, it's all back on me
A blurry reflection things used to be
Stuck in a loop, we're too numb to feel
Nevermind, no change, it's all back on me
Turn around, it's all back on me
A blurry reflection things used to be
Stuck in a loop, we're too numb to feel
Nevermind, no change, it's all back on me