Reflection

I used to give a fck
And long time ago, days were filled with juice, TV, and Oreos.
If you saw me then
You could never see who I am
I'm a hundred years of torture with the bullet in this hand
You can see me now, cause there ain't nothing else left
My brain is a disaster zone
Panic in my breath gimme shelter now

I really need my rest.
I used to give a fck
A long time ago days were filled with juice, TV and Oreos.
If you saw me then
You could never see who I am
I'm a hundred years of torture with the bullet in this hand
You can see me now, cause there ain't nothing else left

My brain is a disaster zone

Panic in my breath gimme shelter now
I really need my rest.
There ain't nobody flier than me
I say a couple words and you can hear the birds sink in the trees,
the foetus, and the earth glistens of reason,
till he listens to greed with age
He whistle and bleeds, I would shake your hand
But my fingers are picking under the dust
Crumble paper bag, skin in the gust
But who can leave? Society is digit some puss
We live in the us, before we're crippled pictures of us
It's sickening, God, dreams are dogs biting the dove
I forget the last time that I was living in love
And spend my nights drinking it down
And living it up
And by the morning feel the sickness of a blistering cup
Wondering if I've been filling it up
Hitting the ground like a thousand pounds lifted
but we stitching it up
until the next time I'm feeling limited with the bust
and hit the pillow like the bus, 'til the bars cross
for a minute I forget it that I was sucking the gun

theres no fuss, but some of the time it's all fuss
There was a time when I felt, yeah, the utter presence of hell

Tugging at my coat of arms

With the sensitive smell, of smoke
Many croak where I should've fell
Falling in the well of fire, walking the desert of many marksmen

But I couldn't find my canteen like Carmen, cause karma is my last girlfriend.

You could see me now, cause there ain't nothing else left
My brain is a disaster zone, panic in my breath
If you saw me then, you could never see who I am
I'm a hundred years of torture with the bullet in his hand

Im supposed to tell you that I get laid every day
And stay undefeated since I was a foetus working minimum wage
That mind frame got these players rhyming in cages
Living half life radiation stuck to the pages.
I make records but I want nothing to do with history
The only time when Im feeling fine is in my inner sleep
The only time I'm seeing shining is in the reflection and I throw stones at 'em
I throw stones.