Death of an Ego
Standing over my dead body like who shot me?
Blood pumping like brewed coffee, we smooth talking
The moon stalking, detective works up in the air
Searching for the villain's lair, DNA the thinnest hairs
All my old moralities rotten like a bitter pear
Road map to Hades I'm a get it there like shit I swear
Dead upper lip start to stiffen there
He's old news, might as well throw him in a ditch somewhere
Witness said her vis-impaired, killing kids with pigments where
They don't meet the standards definitions care, King Bellaire
I shoot what I shoot, with a high definition stare
Live broadcast, shot back, lemme see it air
Kids with the twisted hairs lost to malicious stares
Anger in our hearts, thoughts polluted by the city air
Lungs full of all the burned bush from the thicket there
Life it isn't fair, hearts cold as a Frigidaire
We just all get swallowed by the tidal wave
Born with a whole heart broken right away
Surrounded by this evil baby I could say
I let my ego ahead and die today
Murder on my mind no connection to people
Witness death of an ego, witness death of an ego
Glancing from the outside in, looking through a peephole
Witness death of an ego, witness death of an ego
Brain moving sharper than some goddamn kitchenware
But now he's in a system where, he's lost because they didn't care
Stranded out to sea without no ship repair
Where time froze still, not a single clock ticking there
I am not a visionary, shit is scary, if and where
Every single person misinformed with the clip they carry
This the fiction that we live in spit the wisdom, dictionaries
Killed without a thought, do you dig me? In the cemetery
Said the chip on the shoulder was hereditary
Two in the chest and the head, body "holey" (holy) like a seminary
Flip the bible open for your lectionaries
Travel to the other side as an emissary
I don't need your handouts, get the fuck away from me
Freelance to agency, free plans and latency
It's a dog eat dog world everyone's enabling
My question that I have for you, why don't you have faith in me?
Blood pumping like brewed coffee, we smooth talking
The moon stalking, detective works up in the air
Searching for the villain's lair, DNA the thinnest hairs
All my old moralities rotten like a bitter pear
Road map to Hades I'm a get it there like shit I swear
Dead upper lip start to stiffen there
He's old news, might as well throw him in a ditch somewhere
Witness said her vis-impaired, killing kids with pigments where
They don't meet the standards definitions care, King Bellaire
I shoot what I shoot, with a high definition stare
Live broadcast, shot back, lemme see it air
Kids with the twisted hairs lost to malicious stares
Anger in our hearts, thoughts polluted by the city air
Lungs full of all the burned bush from the thicket there
Life it isn't fair, hearts cold as a Frigidaire
We just all get swallowed by the tidal wave
Born with a whole heart broken right away
Surrounded by this evil baby I could say
I let my ego ahead and die today
Murder on my mind no connection to people
Witness death of an ego, witness death of an ego
Glancing from the outside in, looking through a peephole
Witness death of an ego, witness death of an ego
Brain moving sharper than some goddamn kitchenware
But now he's in a system where, he's lost because they didn't care
Stranded out to sea without no ship repair
Where time froze still, not a single clock ticking there
I am not a visionary, shit is scary, if and where
Every single person misinformed with the clip they carry
This the fiction that we live in spit the wisdom, dictionaries
Killed without a thought, do you dig me? In the cemetery
Said the chip on the shoulder was hereditary
Two in the chest and the head, body "holey" (holy) like a seminary
Flip the bible open for your lectionaries
Travel to the other side as an emissary
I don't need your handouts, get the fuck away from me
Freelance to agency, free plans and latency
It's a dog eat dog world everyone's enabling
My question that I have for you, why don't you have faith in me?
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Writer(s): J-spice
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