Soulja
The world we live in gold it glimmers
Shine it shimmers eyes submissive
Lies convictive I see the truth
My intuition is in fruition
My inhibition switch to emission
They missing the point
Conjuring noise
Born with a choice born with a voice
Stand for ya right stand for ya soil
They digging for oil an killing our coral
They don't have no moral the criminals royal
We were so broke drugs were the toil
We were selling that pot in the foil
Mum was handing out rocks
The issue is it don't stop
The people never can stop
They addicted with issues an misuse the hit used
Saw it go sour citrus fruit
Shit just continues the poison that's issued
They telling you lies I'm telling you now
Do not believe what is going around
They preaching the sound bringing it down
Companies are just selling it now
Nothing to do with the shit that's in town
They don't give a fuck about you on the ground
My mother be homeless an if you don't notice
I'm angry inside an stating emotion
They flowing like ocean so drink em like potion
I'm fucked up an Im feeling lonely hopeless
Im pushing cause I know my mum needs a motive
She broke smoking more cones than ya homies
Depression is rising she feel like choking
I know it I see it I feeling like screaming
You fuckers all crying acting done by
Im throwing out cash watching it fly
Bought her a car cause she bought me mine
The shit goes full circle so pussy don't lie
Ya fucking bullshit costing us lives
Sick a hearing you sooks on the mic
Sick a hearing your claim to the rhyme
Over hearing that shit that you write
This be the Essence I'm bringing the presence
Spit til you fuckers are feeling the headspin
Living regret-less an bringing a message
You fucking with me cause I'm unprecedented
Permanent
Will stay cemented
Concrete how hard this thump
Skinny white boy who grew up round drugs
Blue collar junkies pension mums
Alcoholics and pot heads
People over for rock meth
We smoking up in the lounge room
Cause we don't give a fuck about what's said
They want bigger hits what's next
It ain't complex seen the effects
Crystal meth has on mindsets
I wouldn't touch the shit before ya fucking dead
Shine it shimmers eyes submissive
Lies convictive I see the truth
My intuition is in fruition
My inhibition switch to emission
They missing the point
Conjuring noise
Born with a choice born with a voice
Stand for ya right stand for ya soil
They digging for oil an killing our coral
They don't have no moral the criminals royal
We were so broke drugs were the toil
We were selling that pot in the foil
Mum was handing out rocks
The issue is it don't stop
The people never can stop
They addicted with issues an misuse the hit used
Saw it go sour citrus fruit
Shit just continues the poison that's issued
They telling you lies I'm telling you now
Do not believe what is going around
They preaching the sound bringing it down
Companies are just selling it now
Nothing to do with the shit that's in town
They don't give a fuck about you on the ground
My mother be homeless an if you don't notice
I'm angry inside an stating emotion
They flowing like ocean so drink em like potion
I'm fucked up an Im feeling lonely hopeless
Im pushing cause I know my mum needs a motive
She broke smoking more cones than ya homies
Depression is rising she feel like choking
I know it I see it I feeling like screaming
You fuckers all crying acting done by
Im throwing out cash watching it fly
Bought her a car cause she bought me mine
The shit goes full circle so pussy don't lie
Ya fucking bullshit costing us lives
Sick a hearing you sooks on the mic
Sick a hearing your claim to the rhyme
Over hearing that shit that you write
This be the Essence I'm bringing the presence
Spit til you fuckers are feeling the headspin
Living regret-less an bringing a message
You fucking with me cause I'm unprecedented
Permanent
Will stay cemented
Concrete how hard this thump
Skinny white boy who grew up round drugs
Blue collar junkies pension mums
Alcoholics and pot heads
People over for rock meth
We smoking up in the lounge room
Cause we don't give a fuck about what's said
They want bigger hits what's next
It ain't complex seen the effects
Crystal meth has on mindsets
I wouldn't touch the shit before ya fucking dead
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Writer(s): Quaid Pearce
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