Synthetic Skin (feat. Everett Latte)

People need to look within
Yeah they always try to win
But the chances lookin slim
And the light
Is started to dim
Ballers will be ballers
Shots made by the callers
In the land of our fathers
We will rise to the callin
And I'm feelin tall 'n
Everythings lookin small 'n
I'm recallin every thing that I did
And breakin (breakin)
Outta my synthetic skin

Time goes by so slowly
But I'm ready to make it out
Ready to break it out
I gotta get away
Time goes by so slowly
But I'm ready to make it out
Ready to break it out
I gotta get away

Sickness creepin up into my brain
Comin from all my surroundings
Drivin me insane
No love nowhere for anybody to recieve
No patience tryin to make it
Past all of lifes griefs
But they keep comin back
Like a slap to ya head
Keep reachin for the bread
But you get mislead
To believe what you see
Is food for you and me
But what it really is instead is
Counterfeit greens

Time goes by so slowly
But I'm ready to make it out
Ready to break it out
I gotta get away
Time goes by so slowly
But I'm ready to make it out
Ready to break it out
I gotta get away

Superheroes are made
With good intentions on the mind
But it don't take long
For the darkness to slide
In, Now you
Slippin and trippin
Eventually you limpin
But you keep on grinnin
Chances lookin slim n
Sweat under my collar
I can't help but holla
It's mind bogglin
What we do for the mighty dolla
Can't hold on any longa
Yeah it's time to make a change
Break out this skin that held me in
Break off this ball and chain cuz
Ballers will be ballers
Shots made by the callers
In the land of our fathers
We will rise to the callin
And I'm feelin tall 'n
Everythings lookin small 'n
I'm recallin every thing that I did



Credits
Writer(s): Ivy Spillman
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