Listen, you know what to do It might hurt, but nothing you can’t prove to you Your self wealth on the bottom shelf You can’t help but destruct yourself It’s nothing new , that’s the truth You been f*cking around Acting all new But there’s a screw in your head It’s not tight like the chick you were screwing in bed Now screwing your friend Pretend that it can’t happen Apparently your mind has no reality Your lost, why, it’s just because Of all the tabs and bud Might wanna wrap it up Before you end up in asylum Started hearing voices Now I’m Scared of being silent Scared of being alone But hate opening up my eyelids Copperative, could’ve worked forever if I stopped my sh*t She was down forever even offered it But I don’t know what’s real Cause I’m off of it She use the s*x appeal On my cognitive Just to get her way so I’m set on an escape, thinking of ways to make her go away I can’t stay, but I can’t leave Hungry but I can’t eat Stuck in a heart of an angel and a demon So back and forth Is it real or deceiving Got me dreaming of leaving In God is where I stand Sat down is where I am So conflicted Father, son drinking all the spirits Speaking on future plans But all the future is bland Bars so cold you get sick of me Admittedly, God gave gifts to me lyrically Bars out the Bible, biblical I’m yet to reach my pinnacle Flow so habitual Follow every beat like a ritual Time come in intervals, critical Believing in myself, cause I’m spiritual Keep drugs around but it’s minimal F*cking with my mental Weed is detrimental Paranoia real got me feeling weak and gentle In general, I let myself down Only escape is to let myself out But I’m locked in Dig myself a whole for the coffin Worst hand but I’m all in Used to be forever Now it’s someone else she’s calling
I remember playing this song on repeat all the way from central VA to the beach. And I used play it for birds that were acting like the song. I later stopped cause realized i was blessing them with greatness!
This that rare real raw get up and get more I’m bored of all the whxres at four in the morning wake up with soars of course I’m not the surgeon I got no patience and my track list vacant and my flow so ancient, God gave gifts to me lyrically admittedly my ability something like the Holy Trinity, bars so cold getting sick of me, build the block like Tetris get this paper cut lines to take her behind open her eyes and her mind find I’m the only one that’s back in time
Hear the beat through the stereo Speaker to the spiritual Soul healing sole purpose of us meeting We met before but back then we were kids Back then I was this ignorant, stubborn Wasn’t looking for nothing So nothings changed Cause I’m still the same F*ck blaming others I’m the only one to blame I’m positive that my doom is imminent So I’m giving it all I got To make sure when I drop I’m dropping dividends Divided by my innocence Split ways by my decisions Not my fault, all the head she be giving Try to change her before I change my own rhythm She is something I’m not And I am just what she isn’t So we never got along But still she the one I’m missing But Ima stay lost Cause I found out before Loves comes with a cost And I’m broke But my pockets full Dope in my systems So I’m not involved
Nas rapped to a beat just like this. one of the lines was "different ways to come out the hood cuffs or a casket, its crazy or shooting three pointer baskets" i wish i knew the name of it cause i would search for it right now.
This is the tour in Europe he was on right before he got sick . Apparently it’s a more to this I’ve heard more in the new documentary. Very good but sad near the end
