DR. MONOKROME - Web lyrics

The Reavers (ft. Vordul Mega and billy woods) - “Web” [Produced by DR. MONOKROME and Bond (AKA 007)] [Intro: Vordul Mega] Freedom reign. Let freedom reign. Yeah. Going through the pain. Yo. Going through the pain [Verse 1: Vordul Mega] From blocks of cla**ic kicks and pigs Searching for stacking bricks. When cops Check our Air Force 1's, mostly Catching those that get a little something But we all got big things to live for Like houses with high ceilings, getting by Watching the sky as the world turns And we got Earth, the worms spitting out words Inspired by the ways we live. Wild thorns Constantly travel the mind. I only got Time for my peeps and bombing beats Coming from where monsters creep at nighttime It's full of a lot of crimes. Knowing problems Could shorten a lifeline, we write rhymes Making those problems bite-sized, stay Wise and pray for better ways to make It through days. Got a craving to blaze And amaze where everybody's going crazed Crazed, crazed, crazed, crazed, crazed [Hook: Vordul Mega] Yo, caught in a web, we weave ill thoughts In our heads, burning weed. Taught You can't believe everything you see living in The mysteries of pain and misery Lies and misbelief, deceit Trials and tears, but we made it through the years Caught in a web, we weave ill thoughts In our heads, burning the weed Taught you can't believe everything you see Living in the mysteries of pain and misery In misery [Verse 2: billy woods] What you putting in my ear? That's exactly What I ain't trying to hear. Either I get it right here Or it's back snatching scraps out there. There's plenty Of time for coke, beers, smoking squares But failing from fear? Exactly what I ain't trying to hear. Pockets bare. I've been there So everything else is water. Once I get upstream It's gonna be a slaughter. No quarter As nothing given how I'm living How you living it? f** calling in SIMs f** going to prison. f** dirty trains With dancing children rattling cups of change Irking my brain, labels jerking my chain Unstable. Gun control turned jerks to lames Co-d's fit you in frames Arrange marriage of n***as in pain. Worn on Crisp sleeves, all we know is rain And stormy weather. That's why I don't sport leathers Gore-Tex to the neck keep my head Above the water table. I got short of cable A couple extra channels, bedding, gray wool In door panels. Able to flame wax Like candles. Post-apocalyptic Dimension vandals. You f**ing with these n***as We'll knock you out your sandals [Hook: Vordul Mega] Caught in a web, we weave ill thoughts In our heads, burning weed. Taught You can't believe everything you see living in The mysteries of pain and misery Lies and misbelief, deceit Trials and tears, but we made it through the years Caught in a web, we weave ill thoughts In our heads, burning weed Taught you can't believe everything you see Living in the mysteries of pain and misery Caught in a web