Gather Step
So we can dismiss the misdirection this is just confession
Couple bars cause I missed my sessions
Call it misplaced wrist aggression as I'm penning it
A mini minute of my insanity and some sin in it
A whole lot of talking and bro on my soul it exhausting
To see the rabbit hole I get lost in
Pros that's seasoned need proceed with caution
Calmest seas see ceaseless storms we tossed in
And lost men it's over for those poor souls that go overboard
Thoughts that I know that I don't record
Flows goes over more head tops dead stops
Penning plenty penance until you hearing a pen drop
That's a whole shush quiet on the set
As I demonstrate my demons what I quietly regret
Is the choir ready yet I need horn sections with four seconds
See me at the top of the key taking my first step and
Praying for a blessing of balance to get my feet set
And to overcome any enemies I ain't meet yet
They got a bureau judging my Euro claiming a free step
Bidding as I'm living admitting that I'm a weak bet
But seemingly a threat is seen in me they're double-teaming me
Trying to cook the rookie like they can see all the Green in me
Full court battling every hand challenging
Impossible shot he got they yell traveling sheesh
They deliberate it I got sickness I'm getting situated
Life I wouldn't wish for an enemy to see imitated
Felt the kind of pressure that shape and make greatness
Weight that if you measured would break or crack pavement
Shakey but I'm stabling ending whats been enabling
This war I have with me before I up and Kane and Able him
It's critical when you're under threat of the original sin
And you fail to see a visible end
Live in fear of anything resembling resent in me
Arrested development my anger apprehended me
No parole though mode solo
Fast lane no slow mo and no fomo
Really only thing that I ever fear missing was Clear Vision
Till it's Blood Sweat and them tears dripping the real listen
Way the game getting you see how they all calling it
Replaying and pausing it just to say it was fraudulent
Praying for a blessing of balance to get my feet set
And to overcome any enemies I ain't meet yet
They got a bureau judging my Euro claiming a free step
Bidding as I'm living admitting that I'm a weak bet
But seemingly a threat is seen in me they're double-teaming me
Trying to cook the rookie like they can see all the Green in me
Full court battling every hand challenging
Impossible shot he got they yell traveling sheesh
Couple bars cause I missed my sessions
Call it misplaced wrist aggression as I'm penning it
A mini minute of my insanity and some sin in it
A whole lot of talking and bro on my soul it exhausting
To see the rabbit hole I get lost in
Pros that's seasoned need proceed with caution
Calmest seas see ceaseless storms we tossed in
And lost men it's over for those poor souls that go overboard
Thoughts that I know that I don't record
Flows goes over more head tops dead stops
Penning plenty penance until you hearing a pen drop
That's a whole shush quiet on the set
As I demonstrate my demons what I quietly regret
Is the choir ready yet I need horn sections with four seconds
See me at the top of the key taking my first step and
Praying for a blessing of balance to get my feet set
And to overcome any enemies I ain't meet yet
They got a bureau judging my Euro claiming a free step
Bidding as I'm living admitting that I'm a weak bet
But seemingly a threat is seen in me they're double-teaming me
Trying to cook the rookie like they can see all the Green in me
Full court battling every hand challenging
Impossible shot he got they yell traveling sheesh
They deliberate it I got sickness I'm getting situated
Life I wouldn't wish for an enemy to see imitated
Felt the kind of pressure that shape and make greatness
Weight that if you measured would break or crack pavement
Shakey but I'm stabling ending whats been enabling
This war I have with me before I up and Kane and Able him
It's critical when you're under threat of the original sin
And you fail to see a visible end
Live in fear of anything resembling resent in me
Arrested development my anger apprehended me
No parole though mode solo
Fast lane no slow mo and no fomo
Really only thing that I ever fear missing was Clear Vision
Till it's Blood Sweat and them tears dripping the real listen
Way the game getting you see how they all calling it
Replaying and pausing it just to say it was fraudulent
Praying for a blessing of balance to get my feet set
And to overcome any enemies I ain't meet yet
They got a bureau judging my Euro claiming a free step
Bidding as I'm living admitting that I'm a weak bet
But seemingly a threat is seen in me they're double-teaming me
Trying to cook the rookie like they can see all the Green in me
Full court battling every hand challenging
Impossible shot he got they yell traveling sheesh
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Writer(s): Scott Ware
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