Come & Go
See the bigger picture
Resize it
Can't deny
I cant see if it's a gimmick
Cross A-line
And get B lined
Because I got feelings
But I keep a suppressor
And I got words to say
But seeing the editor
You built different
All I see is repetitive
Not dababy but a fetus
And I got a childlike perspective
I got a mountain to climb in my mind
Cause I'm feeling like I'm not effective
But I'm seeing that I got progression
Be like a vine, I'll be done in a second
We live in a jungle
The vine can be deadly
You feeling the rumble, the sign of injustice
You meet up with death
Like you vibed in the deli
I'm thinking that I'm lost and I need a map
But I couldn't read it
My brain just be spinning like vinyl
Straight outta hell and I took the demons
I need a cleansing
I need that second wash
Like I'm Booker T
It's unending
All of them look to me
Like I'm space for air bubbles
There ain't no space when I'm venting
I don't need my demons
I hope you see reason
I don't need my pride
I'll be dead inside
Feelings come and go but the memoirs don't
Speaking of the dome, and the things that hold
It in, inside the door, now the keys on hold it
Till' it's locked, fuck a Glock, I just let mouth gloat
So my tongue is shining, I'm chewing a led-bulb gum
Overnight, snatch-el on go, like Superman I stole
Brain so active, I'm housing a God, it's a Bethel home
Thoughts like a mine, can't step on those
I'm sick? that's a bet y'all won
Rap shit? You can bet I'm one
Drunk shots, call it barrel smoke
Confused, in my head I'll blow
Like that girl, she a soldier, she gets my attention
It's a blow on the nose like she sick but she messed up
Thinks I'm the dope, that's a yes with no question
Beats sounding dope, in FL and offensive
Yeah I been getting kinda numb and I don't know where it begun
But I really need to front all that's on my head
And this setting isn't fun cuz' when the head's against the sun
I still can't see what can shine ahead
I wouldn't mind too much of pain cuz' it gave me shit to say
But it's enough for today, I thought of death
And mom, no shame
But the reason I contain my pain and stay sane is to pay off your debt
Yeah, debt in life
Yeah, to stay sane you gotta sacrifice
Why do I block and stay away from light?
Self-Destruction, I vent in mics
But I gotta tame my mind and control it, admit it and own it
The minutes enrolled are considered opponents
Should I listen to dome or just sit in at home?
'Cuz I'm sinking in holding my feelings and thinking of folding, fuck
Resize it
Can't deny
I cant see if it's a gimmick
Cross A-line
And get B lined
Because I got feelings
But I keep a suppressor
And I got words to say
But seeing the editor
You built different
All I see is repetitive
Not dababy but a fetus
And I got a childlike perspective
I got a mountain to climb in my mind
Cause I'm feeling like I'm not effective
But I'm seeing that I got progression
Be like a vine, I'll be done in a second
We live in a jungle
The vine can be deadly
You feeling the rumble, the sign of injustice
You meet up with death
Like you vibed in the deli
I'm thinking that I'm lost and I need a map
But I couldn't read it
My brain just be spinning like vinyl
Straight outta hell and I took the demons
I need a cleansing
I need that second wash
Like I'm Booker T
It's unending
All of them look to me
Like I'm space for air bubbles
There ain't no space when I'm venting
I don't need my demons
I hope you see reason
I don't need my pride
I'll be dead inside
Feelings come and go but the memoirs don't
Speaking of the dome, and the things that hold
It in, inside the door, now the keys on hold it
Till' it's locked, fuck a Glock, I just let mouth gloat
So my tongue is shining, I'm chewing a led-bulb gum
Overnight, snatch-el on go, like Superman I stole
Brain so active, I'm housing a God, it's a Bethel home
Thoughts like a mine, can't step on those
I'm sick? that's a bet y'all won
Rap shit? You can bet I'm one
Drunk shots, call it barrel smoke
Confused, in my head I'll blow
Like that girl, she a soldier, she gets my attention
It's a blow on the nose like she sick but she messed up
Thinks I'm the dope, that's a yes with no question
Beats sounding dope, in FL and offensive
Yeah I been getting kinda numb and I don't know where it begun
But I really need to front all that's on my head
And this setting isn't fun cuz' when the head's against the sun
I still can't see what can shine ahead
I wouldn't mind too much of pain cuz' it gave me shit to say
But it's enough for today, I thought of death
And mom, no shame
But the reason I contain my pain and stay sane is to pay off your debt
Yeah, debt in life
Yeah, to stay sane you gotta sacrifice
Why do I block and stay away from light?
Self-Destruction, I vent in mics
But I gotta tame my mind and control it, admit it and own it
The minutes enrolled are considered opponents
Should I listen to dome or just sit in at home?
'Cuz I'm sinking in holding my feelings and thinking of folding, fuck
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Writer(s): Pedro Batista
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