IFloss - Define Immobility lyrics

Immobility's the curse, even if its momentary I'm the dead bird in your cage surrounded by fairies The cat's tryna eat me, the dog wants the cat It wasn't always like that one time I had the gat Words soo abusive, my chirping was astounding But now i'm tryna make it back to life to rhyme proudly This rut's pretty deep but i'm far from rock bottom That's what's got me in a daze i can't seem to find the problem I'm past stressed, i'm bordering on insanity Everytime i open up i seem to add clarity It's got me pretty worried happiness is too elusive And when i say it's coming i start to feel stupid My main questions what's next Sitting here tryna be best past present take a guess That my pa**ions for the rapping but at times i think misery I'm aiming for escape, so i taught myself wizardy My brain's merlin, my feelings darwin Survival of the fittest wins, so i'm resting in a coffin Somewhere out in holland or japan with the panda's Or i'll shoot to the top and drink coco with santa Roodolf hold me down michael pa** the crown While bonnie and clyde start to conquer every town And tony montana keep selling grams of coke Dictate their lives with these scribbles i wrote What's the problem? Why you sad? Sitting in a corner won't help you over that Tears won't help either cuz your face ain't on fire Just put your hands together and thank God, your sire What you mean? I can't go against myself Fxck what you thinking I left mine on the shelf I leave em all saved cuz my face is far from crying And God ain't helping me, not even if I'm dying Messiah this, messiah that, i've been shot, where's he at Somewhere in the back with Mary, Joseph tryna rap Well I'm the king and he's the savior who wins the one who lives I'm alive he's been buried, I've been shot he's been hurried to the cross Well he won he made history crucified for bigotry If i lose fans i don't care, and if you understood just stare Without a care i understand this full perception The good the bad the evil malice envy full spectrum Its not a blessing but a curse, i'll trade it for a hurse My competition's sprouting maggots for thinking lifes granted damn it At times it feels clear, but really what's my purpose To state my disagreements and make everyone nervous Or influence lives till the world's straight wordless Lack of speech, a mute man wearing a muzzle A dead person claiming he's befuddled Lets huddle in a group and explain why i feel motionless My world feels steady i could walk on water And gamble with my life russian roulete I toss my quarter fingers crossed i'm not a martyr, this is sparta I'm coming strong spitting 4 million I hit the gym to stay electric vermillion Incomprehensible, baffling, satanic Comments from the weak, they should just trip on my acid What's the problem? Why you sad? Sitting in a corner won't help you over that Tears won't help either cuz your face ain't on fire Just put your hands together and thank God, your sire What you mean? I can't go against myself Fxck what you thinking I left mine on the shelf I leave em all saved cuz my face is far from crying And God ain't helping me, not even if I'm dying Mixtape can be found at www.iFloss.bandcamp.com