Anemic (Old) - Peace lyrics

Never again will I be tempted by the fact that I am so short tempered Remembered that I was exempted the moment I attempted To present the sk** that you say I always faked and pretended To have as my soul is empty, I'm preemptively entering my demented state Into my soul and mind, your anger only fuels me I choose these people to prevent this occurrence from happening again I don't like to sin, but sometimes I just have to lose my method and ventilate Penetrate my comfort zone to own every last bit of sk** I'd ever take I'll take my power to the top, like MLK in a peaceful way Fake rappers always say that they'll stay with the game but they always just faked it I can't take it when these artists take advantage of my prodominance My confidence to take everything so dark and so ominous Intentionally making our spirits collide and force us to coincide, making me lose my consciousness Essentially, my entity of power gradually starts to fade away steadily Weakened by pessimists, expecting me to read their minds with telepathy I'm incredibly hoping I won't secondly get a penalty when I'm especially showing my empathy Don't say it can't happen, we can all be phased in a storm of contradiction It's a depiction of the eviction I went through to survive infliction Friction convicting me to lead to drug addiction Adhesive friction of our minds are constrictin' me from contradiction Our minds battling out is the only thing keeping me from constant dereliction Just envision the jurisdiction of me against a jury of hypocritically bias people afflicted And personally harmed forced into benediction, I can't believe it, my life is all fiction In court, I'll be led to crucifixion, punished for attacking the victim Addicted to the inconsistent rush of adrenalin will lead you to opposition I'll be imprisoned for how I handled our clique's competition I've given the definition of thug, now I'm clearly contradicting The human being that I always wanted to be, a man who acts efficient But this is the extinction of all gangs, my life is short now We notice our lives a short and think it's time to snort now Inhale the relief may be the only possible way out We all forget that to avoid a gun fight, we just have to stay out Make a better choice, handle battles with peace and harmony And stop startling this army of people who act perversity Harming us remarkably, determined to keep searching Where to find where our weak spot is, making us be discouraged But now I'm determined and mindset to finally fight back Not to fight black, King once said words can be the most constructive attack This version of purpose is slippery like a serpent in your clique Your crew who acts opposing to me, only focusing on what you depict You just try to evict me, get me in trouble, and keep the gun fight up Predicting how to to chip me up and harm me, all night long You spit rap songs, filled with all this narcissism Talking sh**, I think that's f**ed up, you're so fueled by cynicism Illiterate nihilist who fights a b**h solely for the purpose of glory Keeping up a battle all year long, writing the next chapter in his hopeless story Mystically creeping in the shadows, hoping for a strike in a sneak attack Egotistically spittin' in my face, redundantly calling me black Acting like I'm like every other black man who commits crimes in hope to shine To stand out in the final round, on the news for overdose and get a shrine Fine, ignore the destroyed soldiers who fought for our lives and our country Who died in a grungy state, abruptly in Iraq, it's whack how fake rappers are all over the news so bluntly n***as who start battles that don't care about what really matters Just hoping to make it as a rapper, rapping about swagger Like a dragon who blatantly spits his fire in every battle Rat-tat-tat-tat, loud clicks/cliques obnoxiously allow their d**hs to unravel They handle sh** violently, thinking it's vital to do it silently Murder murder, a strident trial goes on for the n***a who acts defiantly The victim cried in anxiety, entirely because of his vibrancy He wanted privacy, but the n***a decidedly got excited to act righteously Now he's on trial meanwhile for how he acted hostile But is it worth while, to shoot G's and smoke weed? Not by a landslide, but otherwise you're left suicidally out of heed Out of the knowledge that you're not taking the right path, because you're head will eventually bleed Mentally you'll notice your greed to impede everything that comes your way Every day you're actions are harsher than staring at the sun's bright ray We're half way there, but we're too scared to finish the day We don't want to withstand the obstacles, it's impossible, hey We're not going to blatantly take the path of the dead man You have to be responsible and stop acting diabolical, listen to what I said man Absorb what I said to transform into a better human being Intervening with every little thing and not seeing the demeaning scheming It's demonic when you commit crimes, smoke d**, and scream out yolo No, you'll end up going solo lacking a single bit virtuoso You forget what's true, what's new in the world, how to see through someone's heart It's hard, but when someone's startled they refuse to take part in a trial at court It's hard to oppose someone who's been friends with you your whole life But they messed up along the way, setting all other problems aside My path was out of sight, I was lithe during my whole life You're in fright, because you realize that because of what I did, I might die tonight Quiet, I hear the night, it's crying for me to listen to my conscience Nonsense, I made a promise to only accept my gut's options They tell me to battle the gang and never let it have a chance to strike back I'm acting in subconsciousness lost but letting them do this to me makes me nauseous Let's be honest, if I'm a convict, I'll be sure to change back to my old path Process my options again, watch the content before the aftermath Before my whole life flashes before my very eyes The people who I thought were my allies die because they always devised Maybe there's a revelation in all this, maybe I shouldn't follow the hypocrites They're illiterate, barely standing, all they can do is reminisce Amid the abyss, they miss the things that they did wrong They did things amiss and still don't know where they belong Drugs may be the only way to destroy the sorrow and reach happiness I see he k**s depending on how mads he gets, his actions were hazardous But I noticed the fact of the matter is, I can't change if I'm caught guilty I've built these goals inside my soul, now's my only chance to redeem my ability Swiftly, I can take the better path and accept my humility Or continue the filthy journey I've lead and handle things with lack of ability No suavity, just depravity when I handle my issues and fights with anger The thug life is the wrong life, I saw fright in the eyes of the now revealed gangsters They were trapped into the hypnosis, they know this is the demonic symbolic troubles They doubled up with a crew, he Illuminatically learned how to fight with bare knuckles Now he regrets it, it's subtle, but he's trouble and now he's turned humble That G is me... and I'm the one searching for peace If I don't, then I'll end up like the rest of these addicts and end up deceased I won't make it back in one peace to see how it all unfolds, how it's seized To see if these G's will increase their vitality The reality of the matter is, the criticality will always continue to grow If you deal with sh** hypocritically, that's literally all I know I'm still searching for my road, hoping I'll find my place in my life Some night, I might not die living a gun fight I admire the fact that you inquire why gangsters act like such liars I don't know why, they just require this sh** to make them so inspired When they do the sh** they do like shooting people, starting fights, and sniffing crack This sh** is whack when gang members forget the fact that they're stereotypically black The redundant attack strikes back, practically in vanity He'll end up in bankruptcy, elaborately leading to fatality in this catastrophe So casually, let me ask, what's the purpose of life in this galaxy If people still have the audacity to ignore peace and handle things irrationally?