K.A.A.N. - Rest Easy lyrics

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K.A.A.N. - Rest Easy lyrics

My best thoughts lie in my lowest moments Deep pots .. with oministic omens Harmonious rhyme schemes ‘Bout as bright as a high beam I’m walking a tight rope and running a rat race But coming in last place Could tell you how that feel The epitome of a congratulatory ribbon .. .. Isolate a n***a, second to none Wandering, looking for purpose I’m lost, I know that for certain Now take a look behind the curtain .. I never beat the odds I do believe in god I’ve been around the block I took a couple steps I couldn’t keep the pace Pardon my post traumatic rant, that’s just manic depression Can’t pull myself out of this hole that I was f*****g left in My mind is a landfill of landmines Watch where you’re stepping Wishing that sanity would intervene or f*****g step in You know, like pull me back when I’m regressing 27 years old, I still make the same mistakes as an adolescence I’m brain dead, half the time I’m just a convalescence Coughing and stressing from the pressure ’Bout to light the essence I live in hell, it’s hard to tell This weed is heavenscented So f**k a Lexapro, this indica is antidepressant Nonselective, narcoleptic, narcissistic, non objective Been subjected to the old convictions F**k an intervention Interjecting with some interesting introspective thoughts That I think allow to think them too I’m heavenbound and demonproof Must’ve been something in that water I was baptized in I feel more then fatigued I feel more then .. Rest In Peace My final ride like why the f**k you keep adjusting my seat I’m well aware the thoughts and speech become reality Reactions to our energy, it’s significant in the scheme A dirty soul with rotten knees The outcome ain’t clean N***a, the pessimistic s**t, this sick, it’s HIV Can have you on your d**hbed with cold sheets and no pillow Sealy Posturepedic trying to fix your posture for you posthumous Pop your cord to meet the lord The list of sins you pay ’em for It’s more than you can afford But hopefully the pasture’s green And it’s everything they described to us Books written by men with sins I hope they didn’t lie to us Rest easy.