Reap Your Reaper Before He Reaps You

What have what you need isn't really what you want
What you want is some weed and a bottle of the scotch
There's a cost there's a free for drowning up in the sop
Then you won't have what you need n nothing that you would want

It's okay when you breathing
Put the bottle down go fight your damn demons
U scream when you dreaming and I don't here u leaving
So go find the keeper who keepin the demons to reap ya you reaping the reaper
Ya you reaping the reaper
At the bottom of the pills
Whatchu want what you tryna find a thrill
Whatchu want what you tryna find a thrill
Gonna get yourself killed mother fucker
At the bottom of the pills what you tryna find a thrill

What you tryna find a thrill?
Gonna get yourself killed motherfucker
And I swear to god it's real
I've done felt some shit that I didn't wanna feel
Seen some shit that I didn't think was real
Now it's in my head playing like a reel
In a movie theatre now it's too many later
I've been swimming so long that I fucking grew some gills
Half my whole family is scrambling for a meal
I'm just tryna make a mill
I'ma get em all out
Now or never my sound is clever
Found the lever and pulled it
Out came a pound of feathers or bullets
Cuz I'm light but I'm quick
With the mic when I spit
And I'm down as ever
Soon ima be up and hot and when the fever stop I'll still won't be topped it's me it's keller
Ya girl jealous of mine
Her fella is fine
Baby, one at a time
I only got one phone line

Quit doing it
It'll ruin it
If you wanna be brain dead then do it again
I guess that's your choice
But I've been swimming in a void
Take it from the boy who learned the hard way
I've been stuck in a trip since like the 10th grade
I've been slipping in the waves just tryna find my way

What have what you need isn't really what you want
What you want is some weed and a bottle of the scotch
There's a cost there's a free for drowning up in the sop
Then you won't have what you need n' nothing that you would want

It's okay when you breathing
Put the bottle down go fight your damn demons
U scream when you dreaming and I don't here u leaving
So go find the keeper who keepin the demons to reap ya you reaping the reaper

Ya, you reaping the reaper
You run away
Take the pile, take bottle
Take the pills and you mothafuckin swallow
You gon' get yourself killed
But you don't care you don't know what's real
You gon' get yourself killed
Took to many pills and you don't know what is real

If you don't believe in yourself then you won't get off the shelf
And you won't get of the pills and you won't get better health
You'll be homeless when your 30 drinkin 40s
Looking dirty in the street by the local corner store who sells the right liquor



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Keller
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