Onra - "Ruin" (feat. Anthony Caul) lyrics

[Josh Wright] Deep inside my mind, I wanna travel to the future Endless dreams of my past, might even screw it up The false timing, my brain runs rapidly, the canvas to my treasure is seen vividly Yo, the chopsticks and nunchucks that I'm holding is swiftly moving through clouds Of brand nubians, tell me who's new again, I'ma timelapser, philosopher, kicking math Like fifa soccer, I'm the golden child to hire, when you want a scorcher to spit real fire I'm the messiah, praying to allah, muhammad, even have a style even more simple then steve jobs I even have to hold my breath during a bl**job, so, stop giving me jaw, I'm in the back with a groupie chick Taking hella pics, even make a flick when she shows her tits, but no, I'ma nice guy, I k** any MC to which the bullet Flies, I'm so infatuated with my third eye, now I'm the fourth kind (one moment), k**ing any MC on the mic, huh f** you [Anthony Caul] They call me Anthony, wait, no, that's my birth name Wait, uh, I'm just a new dude in a gang, wait, I'm not that new I'm just a dude that's been the same, who kept quiet in the corner Of the same change, uh, I've been through 9/11, now the others, uh, I know you through You're sister, and you're brother, a little bit cliché I know, uh, just another dude, let's see how he go It's hard to go off flow when he's not cursing, and everytime he's on a verse he's not murdering, wait, I'm not a pacifist And I'm not violent, wait, I'm thinking about it, and it's timing, going on, I'm on a onra, beat, It's an honor, with my brother Joshua, uh, we knew, since, 20[?], and, wait, I don't even remember, it was middle school, were their was rules, and, their was [?], people would bully me when I threatened to bother in, uh, see, I remember as "revenge of the autumn", mad people falling Uh, gun shots in into the air, I don't care, am I J.cole, I'm no where near, that flow, oh words, I probably am on them words Probably on them nouns and verbs, I don't know about similarities, it's that something, carry weed, [?], until we carry out Stephen king stuff, you already know what that's about, uh, just a freestyle, I ain't gonna say "off the dome", that's cliché As, "I'm grabbing for the chrome", shoot up you're whole block, I like tecs and stuff, not desert E's and stuff, uh, that's Just another [?], bluff, bluff, f**, if you're tough enough, I don't know, [?], bouta go, uh, gotta sell myself a pound In england, am I in england now, but, it works in europe, I know in works in europe, but, ah, I'm about to go [?] [Outro] This verse is kinda cheesy as hell Tryna not to curse, and it's like, ahh Anthony and Josh, chill, Antboy and josh