Don't Get Lost
This roller coaster of emotions got me going nowhere
28 trips is filled with many flips and bumps along the way
But still I take those losses as a gain, that's why I'm strong today
So Herculean
More resistant 'gainst them tricks that Hades pulled in to deceit
And cop a seat atop of Mount Olympus
These demons too persistent
Infatuated such a understatement
So over-state me
Don't interpret what I say as anything a short to lend support when time is racing
Tryna beat my means and take me places
Out of range from what I've grown accustomed
I roll me something just to start my day with
Inhale and ask for patience
I swear, my niggas got the wind to make it
But wonder will they take it; the chance
Don't get discouraged, work your plans into advance
And keep a steady press about it
Hone and make the most of all your options
Secure the fam despite when all around you losing grips
Just do your shit, quit minding others
Time reveals what's true, you gotta trust it
And never fold when pressure falling on you
I rather die then sit about and wait for moves to shake to make some money
Get at me while you can
The Cynical Perfectionist ain't resting shit until I'm dead
And y'all just out here playing, foreal
Tell em something that they need to hear
Seen niggas die trying get there bread up
You was hustling but your mans wasn't
And when you was up you ain't give your peoples nothing
You talking breaking bread
But only leave em with crumbs n shit
Can't be a boss & you ain't put your people on to shit
Yo, my name ain't Hercules
And I don't pretend to be, my nigga
Don't wanna play the hero or the good guy
I think I'm too tired
I gotta stay twisted everyday like how I keep my shoes tied
Don't wanna save the world
I'd rather watch it crash & burn
Put a gucci bandana in a henny bottle
Taking turns, throwing molotov cocktails
Like hennything is possible
On the earth, burning herb
Chopping game with my nigga Herb
Fighting for the freedom of my people
If Jizzle & Guwop can put the beef to rest
Then anything can happen dude
In the year 2020
I seen more than one nightmare come true
Regardless, I still ain't got nothing to fear
Cause we destroy then we build
Gotta get it how you live
Out the mud and in the field
Keep it solid, stay free
SaintRuss
I'm with Herbology, The Cynical Perfectionist
2 ill niggas
Don't Get Lost in the sauce we spill
28 trips is filled with many flips and bumps along the way
But still I take those losses as a gain, that's why I'm strong today
So Herculean
More resistant 'gainst them tricks that Hades pulled in to deceit
And cop a seat atop of Mount Olympus
These demons too persistent
Infatuated such a understatement
So over-state me
Don't interpret what I say as anything a short to lend support when time is racing
Tryna beat my means and take me places
Out of range from what I've grown accustomed
I roll me something just to start my day with
Inhale and ask for patience
I swear, my niggas got the wind to make it
But wonder will they take it; the chance
Don't get discouraged, work your plans into advance
And keep a steady press about it
Hone and make the most of all your options
Secure the fam despite when all around you losing grips
Just do your shit, quit minding others
Time reveals what's true, you gotta trust it
And never fold when pressure falling on you
I rather die then sit about and wait for moves to shake to make some money
Get at me while you can
The Cynical Perfectionist ain't resting shit until I'm dead
And y'all just out here playing, foreal
Tell em something that they need to hear
Seen niggas die trying get there bread up
You was hustling but your mans wasn't
And when you was up you ain't give your peoples nothing
You talking breaking bread
But only leave em with crumbs n shit
Can't be a boss & you ain't put your people on to shit
Yo, my name ain't Hercules
And I don't pretend to be, my nigga
Don't wanna play the hero or the good guy
I think I'm too tired
I gotta stay twisted everyday like how I keep my shoes tied
Don't wanna save the world
I'd rather watch it crash & burn
Put a gucci bandana in a henny bottle
Taking turns, throwing molotov cocktails
Like hennything is possible
On the earth, burning herb
Chopping game with my nigga Herb
Fighting for the freedom of my people
If Jizzle & Guwop can put the beef to rest
Then anything can happen dude
In the year 2020
I seen more than one nightmare come true
Regardless, I still ain't got nothing to fear
Cause we destroy then we build
Gotta get it how you live
Out the mud and in the field
Keep it solid, stay free
SaintRuss
I'm with Herbology, The Cynical Perfectionist
2 ill niggas
Don't Get Lost in the sauce we spill
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Writer(s): Herbert Mallory
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