PreemClientele - A Tale of Two Minds lyrics

[Verse 1: Preem Clientele] It's a feeling I can barely describe, is it anger, is it pain? Or is it envy, or any thought that I should refrain From? Coming undone by the hunger pangs All the stress that's weighing on my mental; All the credentials for moving the pencil across the pad All the things I had written, spittin' this sh** in rhyme And tryin' to find the time when I'm a shine You say I've been on a decline, well please define: Is it the line that you thought was dope Or the line of dope that I did tryin' to cope With all the vices? All my vices are devices of the devil Tryin' ta revel in his evil deeds he did to people No rebu*tal to strugglin', especially when your only hope is hustlin' Or moving weight, the movement: maneuvers for the freight Now wait, that ain't nothin', I ain't finished Don't think that my intent will diminish, f**ers [Hook] Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air [Bridge] Small town n***a Hollywood dreams I know that everything that glitters ain't gold I know the sh** ain't always good as it seems But tell me till you get it how could you know? How could you know? How could you know? [Verse 2: Aero Ross] I got to say my whole life changed ever since I start rapping, now I'm not playing on the bench I couldn't afford it so I had to get it rent My life is a puzzle but I ain't giving no hints You better figure it out, now I'm in a drought Living by myself I don't need a spouse Got my own house, I'm feeling it now I used sleep in poverty and just pout You don't know what my life's about I had to get paid Walking on the streets, watching n***as lives fade I don't know why these n***as want to hate I'm choosing my own fate, I'mma pick my own date Take care that's word to Drake I can change, but it's not too late I had to get it on my own, now I'm the one running the race Now I got lot of power Working every hour, sitting in shower n***as can't hear me say it louder And I got the flames know this not a motherf**ing game Ain't f**ing with the lames But I still feel the pain In the streets saying [Hook] Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air [Pre-Outro: luckymastermind] The stress goes on The stress in the morn' Grades don't pave the way for inventions, oh lord Seems like a chore Everyday that I am awake is torn From the jaws of defeat Never complete Is this relentless song Born From the depths of the bermuda triangle When I slept I heard the looters of angels Saying [Outro] Father forgive me for my childish ways I look outside and all the clouds are gray I need your hands to take me miles away Your wish is my command, my command, my command But before you go I've got to warn you now Whatever goes up surely must come down And you'll get your piece, but know peace won't be found So why just take me man, take me man, take me man Your wish is my command, my command, my command