Cage (DE) - Among the Sleep lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm seconds from eating what the Mossberg had to offer And feed my thoughts on Christ to the altar I wake up on a red floor, axe in a dead who*e My dick chewed up, why I let this b**h give me head for? Pigs tryin' to kick down the door, I'm out for me Opened the sliding gla** door and hopped off the balcony Fell thirty flights to cars on 10th Av. Landed on a FedEx-disguised meth lab And after it blew up, I woke up and threw up Stuck my hand in my pants, my sh** ain't chewed up Wipe the puke from my face then leave this place With a .45 in the waist at an elitist pace No breathing space, I step out and show face Within 3 minutes I'm approached for H Then its shotgun to neck, now lose the weapon And my skull fragments painted the sky for seconds [Chorus] Back to my brain like my brain is a home While I roll with the fame I still aim at the throne Are my peers all sleep and I'm the only one not weak Or am I unconscious dreaming I'm making a speech Is this reality or my memory gettin' mileage? Am I staring at the sun or blood vessels in my eyelids? Do I make music or is music making me? Is this really all d**h or just my awakening? [Verse 2] I pick my head up, with a face full of drool Look around the cla**room, now I'm some geek in high school Get f**ed with in the hallway and can't do sh** But write names on bullets and fill a few clips No need for rags and vodka, got a locker With enough firepower to war with helicopters First clique to pa**, I'm clicking the realest Each adolescent fist holding thought police-k**ers And I ain't paying for the clips I'm spendin' When I shoot up the crowd like a h**n convention Feds storm the building for the sick boy with balls Made of steel, put sh** through toilet stalls See my teachers dead through holes in the door And alerted the cops outside, holdin' the floor I exit the bathroom, enter a lead parade Getting shot the f** up but smoke some pigs on the way [Chorus] [Verse 3] I open up my eyes to get cracked in the face Six times, while I'm asked for combos to a safe My wife on the couch, dying, raped and shot While the gunmen argue on where to take the Yacht Assuming I'm rich, Playboy b**h My own boat and if I don't start speaking I'mma lose my throat They start chumming the water with my dead ho and laugh Force me to see great whites snack on her lower half Lopped off my arm, throw it in, no guns to shoot Think of three past d**hs and find an escape route All I have to do is wake up, lift the mast And get shot off the boat and my back to get ripped in half I wake up screaming with a shotgun in church, fiending To k** myself, but I don't know if I'm still dreaming 50-50 chance I'mma die and go straight up Or straight to hell, either f**ing way I'mma wake up!