Epidemic - Seasunz lyrics

[Verse 1: Hex One] Yeah, some say the universe is static But everything's eventually bound to change And right now we intellectually bound to chains I'm sitting down trying to count the days Cuz it ain't meant to be for temples to perpetually sound the same My pen weaves to the key of this beat, the same key inside a subtle symphony in the street; When the winter's in it's prime, the fact that life withers in it's time by design like a splinter in your mind Peep that, keep track till you see the end, I speak these gems on beat with earths BMPs And the voices of my ancestors say it with me, with their soundwaves imprinted in the rings of a tree That's missing it's leaves, it's all grey and white, so folks prey to Christ to get right but we all pay the price A place where lost souls lead the cold ray of life Walking over the red snow rocking coats made of ice (Frozen) And as the evening came I made peace with the pain in my freezing veins I'm, trying to make it through the sleek in the rain Patiently waiting for the season to change, sh** [Hook] [Verse 2: Teknition] I wonder why we change with seasons Personality switch can slay the meaning of a main demenor Quick as like the changes of [an evening] of a character Just a matter of phases to mislead'em It is cold in the rainy days and springing Did he falls in a dream and, some are thinking he's crazy hate to be [?] He is a narrator who can't control the lyrics he just fights it out With characters with different lives living that he writes about Sometimes they take control and they surprise him they don't like the vibes But trying to find his rout is like he's fighting in a Tyson Bout Once the lights are out that's when they whisper to him softly With unforgetable words that even haunt me We know the soul is costly but once the money is summoned as a profit Our values are bout to take all of them and flush 'em down the toilet It's awful how money is springing a picture like a author And the cold and windy days can make departure in this empty margin At night he tries to go to sleep he just twists and twirls The voices in his head remind him it's just him against the world He hurls above the bed his eyes are burning red and shining bright He is forced to scribble words it doesn't matter what's the time at night He sits up at his desk he takes a breath and then he counts to ten He is feeling tense and everything he is hearing he jots it in his notebook Then he starts to lose his conscious and his oxygen Then he notice the entities won't stop until he drops the pen [Verse 3: Melanin9] ...