Verse 1 (BKnitts) : Okay, I'm locked up in a quiet room. My breathing filling solitude If it helps I'll delve into myself so I can find the truth If it doesn't, f** it - I'mma find a spot up on the roof And shoot a couple shooting stars all trying to hide behind the moon Blast off. The count down is hurting them slowly All my words are contradictive like a permanent moment Looking in the broken mirror, the only worthy opponents It's hella shattered, hella fractals, hella versions are showing My thoughts jest reality is nothing but a concept And spiritual freedom has fallen victim to contest And certainty is something that we ain't allowed to find yet But I'm never stopping searching, never giving up til I'm dead Composing prose on flat lines until I flatline Going through great lengths molding the wavelengths like damn tides Never tripping off trippy thoughts from my back mind While critics steady tripping off the sh** that I said last time The don dada k**ing lyrics off a palm pilot Open up my mouth, stick out my tongue and drop a bomb off it Won't admit that I'm the best around, but sh**, I'm not not it I know it's right to live a righteous life despite if God's watching "Holier than thou, holier than thou I know he's in the clouds and if you doubt it then I'm bound to say he'll Throw you in the ground, throw you in the ground." A wasted mind, the only thing you've opened is your mouth You ever felt like you just threw away your one chance? Well I have, it's first hand- you can't judge that I don't tread lightly. I'm doing a sun dance on thumb tacks Trying to start a conscious movement, understand I'm one man Scoping every rapper in my path, y'all better run fast Never left my spot up on the throne this ain't a comeback Never struggle til I let the demons in my conscious out They tried to knock me off until I co*ked it back and shot em down
HOOK Verse 2 (Eske) : It's been a minute since this cynic's felt like he was winning Life handed me lemons that were way too damn acidic Told me, keep my chin up, and that I'm my biggest critic But I'm feeling like I've went and reached my limit They say hard work pays off, I'm really starting to doubt that Saying, just be patient, keep fighting, you'll gain clout fast A young professional who just wants to be successful Letting things that's stressful break his will until he's outcla**ed But, while on the road to future riches The cost was too great, almost tossed his hopes and wishes Concentrated focus on fitting in Daddy's britches Lost his own persona to ambition. But listen Now, I won't ever let that happen again Been without it far too long, so like a fiend I begin To feel these lyrics coming on, its crawling under my skin Eske's back where he belongs, with vengeance up in his grin The melody is my yin, and this career is my yang My only fear now is I'll veer away from music and tank Find my ego hanging from a noose, and work is to blame Been submissing my brain, trying to diminish my flame It's all the same sh**, different day. Spent my time being afraid That climbing up the ladder was the only way of getting paid Uh, feeling like my spirit's lacking Cuz I strayed from giving into my pa**ion for f**ing rapping Like what the hell happened? Man, I don't even know Think I let my concentration just get up and go Losing focus, man I think I've reached my lowest So I upped my daily doses of spitting, hitting this flow Because I'm sick of all this tug of war bullsh** And if any crime was committed, I'm the culprit Feeling like my soul fits, standing on the pulpit So, try to take me down and you can bet you'll get this full clip