Sunken Place (feat. Zerodark30)

Right now, motherfucker right now
Wiped out! motherfuckin' lights out
By now you should've hit the 5 South
Why now? motherfucker why now
Times out! Find a place to lie down
My crown somewhere on the black ground
I found pillows of a black cloud
My frown got a heavy bite down
Look! Right now motherfucker ride out

Imma say this once, and then I'm done, I've become somewhat of a hypocrite
I smoke weed with the homies, and I don't read; I guess I've become an illiterate
What is the difference
Come here and settle it
Mixes and lyrics and penmanship's what I keep sending em, they keep on gettin em
I put a dent in em
I put an end to em
I'm takin this medicine to slow down
It aint workin
Im turnt up and Im in my zone now, zoned out, Im turnt up
Mohaymxn and zerodark30, you know how we comin
And I got a X in my name like I'm DMX, something from nothing when we get to workin
I know they be runnin
They know we can hurt em
Scotch got me buzzin', no further discussion
Im all bout' that action
You know that I'm timeless
A massacre! I cannot kill you with kindness
The way I process informations crazy
I got this in the bag
My lady be poppin' shopping tags at Macy's
Got me rockin' all this swag
Im wavy
Blast Past, the ceiling dome
Fast Pass, the feelings grow
Rag rats, on the principle
With mad hats on the ceiling dome
The way I process informations crazy
I got this in the bag
My lady be poppin' shopping tags at Macy's
Got me rockin' all this swag
Im wavy
Throw me laps
Make me dance
Make me sway
Make me say that I'd really rather stay and make a good damn day

It seems as a nation, we're jaded to everything
Money done got us to places that God never wanted to get us in
But then again I'm only human and what you are hearing is only my music
I'll build you a Taj Mahal
I feel like I'm Shah Jahan
I'll take you to Pakistan
The type of the shit that I'm on
I ride thru the streets of Diego
I'm turnt up I'm so fuckin lit
Next thing I end up in Lahore
No drug can make you feel like this
I do my own thing in this bitch
I'm ready to kill for this shit
Im smoking a blunt to recover from all of the shit that I did last summer

Fast Pass, the feelings grow
Rag rats, on the principle
With mad hats on the ceiling dome
Blast Past, the ceiling dome
The way I process informations crazy
I got this in the bag
My lady be poppin' shopping tags at Macy's
Got me rockin' all this swag
Im wavy
Blast Past, the ceiling dome
Fast Pass, the feelings grow
Rag rats, on the principle
With mad hats on the ceiling dome

Right now, motherfucker right now
Wiped out! motherfuckin' lights out
By now you should've hit the 5 South
Why now? motherfucker why now
Times out! Find a place to lie down
My crown somewhere on the black ground
I found pillows of a black cloud
My frown got a heavy bite down
Look! Right now motherfucker ride out



Credits
Writer(s): Mohaymin Saeed
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