Losing Megabytes
I think I'm losing my memory
I think I'm losing my memory
Floating in space on that third rock
Keys to my brain, with ease I unlock
History doesn't repeat itself
It just rhymes
Whoa, hold up, what you mean?
Beneath my feet
Run heaven and hell
As told by queens and Kings
I live a lie
I mean alive
I been inside, I been outside
I'm down to ride, from southwest side
I'm ready I'm ready to die, so fuck with your life
Note to self, amount a bunch of wealth
Tear it down, and send for help, I'll post for bail
People are eating each other
They leaping and running
And looking for come ups
The vision is tunnel
Racing in rentals
I pedal, I pedal
I pencil my levels in
Dieing to live
While puffin a cig
We up in this bitch
Watching the world turn
Against me
Moving infinity
Feeling insanity
Stuck with society
Ready to buy me
Gun me down
In front of my family
Losing my pennies
These two cents do influence
Energy
Every memory
You knew since
And my non sense
Levitating the vail
Devastating & unfulfilled
Workin too hard all
Up in the field
Fruits of labor
Never tasted the real
Medicine wheels
With broken deals
Stay focused still
Kill
The king of the hill
It's your turn to rule this earth
What's your worth
Once your birthed
And then we all
Return to dirt
We on third
I think I'm losing my memory
I think I'm losing my memory
Floating in space on that third rock
Keys to my brain, with ease I unlock
I think I'm losing my memory
I think I'm losing my memory
Floating in space on that third rock
Keys to my brain, with ease I unlock
I think I'm losing my memory
Floating in space on that third rock
Keys to my brain, with ease I unlock
History doesn't repeat itself
It just rhymes
Whoa, hold up, what you mean?
Beneath my feet
Run heaven and hell
As told by queens and Kings
I live a lie
I mean alive
I been inside, I been outside
I'm down to ride, from southwest side
I'm ready I'm ready to die, so fuck with your life
Note to self, amount a bunch of wealth
Tear it down, and send for help, I'll post for bail
People are eating each other
They leaping and running
And looking for come ups
The vision is tunnel
Racing in rentals
I pedal, I pedal
I pencil my levels in
Dieing to live
While puffin a cig
We up in this bitch
Watching the world turn
Against me
Moving infinity
Feeling insanity
Stuck with society
Ready to buy me
Gun me down
In front of my family
Losing my pennies
These two cents do influence
Energy
Every memory
You knew since
And my non sense
Levitating the vail
Devastating & unfulfilled
Workin too hard all
Up in the field
Fruits of labor
Never tasted the real
Medicine wheels
With broken deals
Stay focused still
Kill
The king of the hill
It's your turn to rule this earth
What's your worth
Once your birthed
And then we all
Return to dirt
We on third
I think I'm losing my memory
I think I'm losing my memory
Floating in space on that third rock
Keys to my brain, with ease I unlock
I think I'm losing my memory
I think I'm losing my memory
Floating in space on that third rock
Keys to my brain, with ease I unlock
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Writer(s): Christopher Yepez
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