Ryan “Ryu” Alexy - Blurred Lines lyrics

[Verse 1: IllWordz] Now that I'm back on the apparatus I'm pullin' from all my facets I don't need Gibson to show me nothin about the pa**ion Cuz Gods love comes around like a bunch a backflips Now people wanna claim that Weed is greener than the gra** is I had to gain faith by gettin backed up to the wall I ain't tryina be thirty eight and have no track revolve Cuz this is special, even after the period Cuz when its at your face thats how you know it gets serious I've been in the hoods where people shootin the block up My relief was in bars, not talking bout the vodka Back when my mode of speech wasn't even Proper Listening to Dr. Dre as if he was a real doctor My brain was scattered like shells poppin from a Mossberg Thinkin to myself that I was never gonna prosper How could I beat the system, when I'm not a monster? And any truth you look for is hidden by impostors I learned the hard way...I took the tough road Pot holes, cops and stuck behind where the bus drove No shoulder to lean the whip that I've been driving Lookin for somethin that I could go an set my mind in It won't stop rainin I wanna talk to Poseidon But he don't care I'm still lookin for someone to confide in You can flip through all my issues & watch me let out the steam But trust I never meant to do that wit a magazine [Hook: IllWordz] I can't read! between the lines or even minds I can't sleep! the reapers tryin to cease my grind I'm thinkin like....the fallacies need to burn But its mad hard when the boundaries seem to blur I can't read! between the lines or even minds I can't sleep! the reapers tryin to cease my grind I'm thinkin like....the fallacies need to burn But its mad hard when the boundaries seem to blur [Verse 2: IllWordz] Subconsciously using memories for prophecy Those mocking me get cut short like an apostrophe I paint pictures to your mind that even all the blind could see Even Pac could see im 2 nice with the mockery But theres only two greater that can loop it back to me The Father and the Son that effortlessly cautioned sadducees Lookin at my actions like," We got some work to do This boy ain't gonna learn a thing with nothin to suffer through" Its easy to blame it all on God but thats unlikely true I check my talk and my walk, without a nike shoe So let me bare my soul, before I walk another road That way when I face the music I won't have to pa** a note Im tryina never fold like an older motorola A razor'd never be fit to ever help me hold up So i raise the bars higher than a major cause That way you dont space when you see me shootin past the stars