Emerson Brooks - The Wicked lyrics

[Intro: Allan Rayman] No rest for the wicked I guess I'll sleep when I am dead I guess I'll sleep when I am dead [Verse 1: Flex The Antihero] Say goodbye to regret, I sit and wonder what will come next Pay no mind to those who oppose the fact that I've grown ,what did you expect I don't want to waste away just yet, I don't want to say I came and just went What if I fade away with no claim to fame and no name, how can you respect? What I put forth for you to digest, even when I stepped away for that moment Knew my heart was gone but still focused, trying to be positive but still noticed That I was dead inside and I can't decide if my pride had became the culprit But I would find myself coming back at last I can't sleep I fiend for that moment When it all works and goes in my favour, can it be sweet, I mean so I savour All of my victories, I plea this will be the best way for to me find flavour What if I try to climb but I'm way off, would it be time to cause some more chaos Could it mean I should walk away, will it better me or make it worse it may Can't say what the days may hold I guess, I gotta live it if I want to get it, but if I can't than whats next Except d**h no rest for the wicked, got no fear from the depths I've risen No kiddin', I play my own victim, can I be forgiven at least, I don't listen Well I guess that's who I am, just another number trying to be who I can't [Hook: Allan Rayman] I guess I'll sleep when I am dead, oh nah I guess I'll sleep when I am dead Oh, no rest for the wicked, no I guess I'll sleep when I am dead, oh nah I guess I'll sleep when I am dead Oh, no rest for the wicked [Verse 2: Flex The Antihero] Ran away to take time inside of my mind to find what I need Got no plan to back down for now 'cause I found a way for me to be free Can a man breathe and begin to see, what he can be when he plans to reach For the main peak that most seem to seek, but won't dream to step on the feet of who's weak Pray for the best and I prep for the worst in a mess that I made trying to find what I'm worth Blessed with a curse, see both sides of the fence so I guess I can make this work Came too far to back track, in fact, I'm past that so what's even next up to see How do I breathe, when I'm in a scene full of have nots, who do I trust now but me Wanna find piece among the obscene but I will not bleed for those that ain't real They can say what they may and front all they want but that fakeness can't be concealed I don't wanna be surrounded by thieves prone to k** dreams, save me that drama And it would seem, all that it brings could be the cause of all the bad karma All I need now is to put my feet up, sick of runnin' round town low feelin' beat up Pullin' myself from the ground tryin' to be someone but I can't seem to find my freedom And I can't lean on much anymore, but I need less than I once did before, then again Well I guess that's who I am, just another number trying to be who I can't [Hook: Allan Rayman] I guess I'll sleep when I am dead, oh nah I guess I'll sleep when I am dead Oh, no rest for the wicked, no I guess I'll sleep when I am dead, oh nah I guess I'll sleep when I am dead Oh, no rest for the wicked