Set Texts
In minimum time I'm up in my prime
Where no one out there can stop me
I'm feeling the grind, still rhyming sublime
And no one out there can top me
Your tympanum chime, the bars are divine
But not about prayer don't knock me
'Cause the sinning outliving what's still in forgiving
I'm thinking about dying please stop me
I be drinking through my sorrows, need get me some smoke
Sinking by the morrow, wake and bake take a toke
Pinging Chimborazo yeah I'm high I'm awoke
Got an inkling that I borrowed 50k now I'm broke
But I'm heart broke and that's for certain
When the time's right I'll be there to draw the curtain
And the hurt and the burden will be lifted off my neck
Blaze the last spliff then light the next
And as the time passes by you realise what's in your eyes
And you idealise the compromise it's demonised 'cause you
Lose the sense of where the real evil lies
And I been bunning the flame of the demon just to theorise
But with eagle eyes, the lord looks down upon your life
He thinks about your people and he thinks about your strife
And I'm smoking the sepal they made it illegal it makes life like a knife
Yeah it makes it double edged, trouble pledged
Don't let them see you when your eyes are red, might be dead
If I take one more hit
Don't give a shit
The place of my dreams I will finally be in it
Where no one out there can stop me
I'm feeling the grind, still rhyming sublime
And no one out there can top me
Your tympanum chime, the bars are divine
But not about prayer don't knock me
'Cause the sinning outliving what's still in forgiving
I'm thinking about dying please stop me
I be drinking through my sorrows, need get me some smoke
Sinking by the morrow, wake and bake take a toke
Pinging Chimborazo yeah I'm high I'm awoke
Got an inkling that I borrowed 50k now I'm broke
But I'm heart broke and that's for certain
When the time's right I'll be there to draw the curtain
And the hurt and the burden will be lifted off my neck
Blaze the last spliff then light the next
And as the time passes by you realise what's in your eyes
And you idealise the compromise it's demonised 'cause you
Lose the sense of where the real evil lies
And I been bunning the flame of the demon just to theorise
But with eagle eyes, the lord looks down upon your life
He thinks about your people and he thinks about your strife
And I'm smoking the sepal they made it illegal it makes life like a knife
Yeah it makes it double edged, trouble pledged
Don't let them see you when your eyes are red, might be dead
If I take one more hit
Don't give a shit
The place of my dreams I will finally be in it
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Writer(s): Marcus Ovey
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