Panic Attack

Roll up with a rolls Royce
But I roll up in cold sweat
Sleeves rolled up, no Rolex
But feel watched, grow tense
I'd roll up the home grown
But no, it gets my dome thrown
No grass till I relax
Negativity acts, it feeds back
Not the mic but like a loop
Anxiety incites a coup
Amygdala is hijacked
Flight 93, I fight back
But flying free is a pipe dream
Lying on some napalm
I smoke cigs, create calm
Withdrawals a delayed bomb
Trying to run, away from the Huns
Feeling the lump in my throat as they come
But nowhere to run, not even the slums
Confronting the sum of the things that I've done
Nothing is fine, unable to wind down
I'm in a slump and unable to climb out
Spiraling out of control will I die now
I Impolitely decline
My state it degrades and I wail in a cage
And I'm bearing the weight and my shoulders decay
While my breathing is heavy, I'm seething and sweaty.
My heart rate unsteady, unready for war

Grab your sword, tattered clothes
Battle with your battered soul
I see the moon, it's red and full
Gravitate its dreaded lull
I see the waves, I feel the pull
Bring the cattle to the cull
Berserkers loom, embedded mull
Summon the beheaded skulls
Grab your sword, tattered clothes
Battle with your battered soul
I see the moon, it's red and full
Gravitate its dreaded lull
I see the waves, I feel the pull
Bring the cattle to the cull
Berserkers loom, embedded mull
Summon the beheaded skulls

Remain victorious with every track or a feature
I'm feeling like Shin in the Kingdom
Syllables cut niggas blade full of darkness like Yami
On Kami, you got niggas bring em
I got the tongue palate with a Gun Galick
Make a Big Bang automatic
Pulling a Full Counter on these fucking cowards
I might let these lil niggas have it
Make it a habit to fuck any booth that I go to
I Bomb with my Spirit like Goku
Like Fang to a Roku, I burn them alive on a stake
So tell me the fuck was you gon do
I told you to stay away like the nigga Pain
Push em back with the flow so Almighty
Niggas can bite me but yall wouldn't fight me
Got more hands than Baki mixed with Shiguraki
Probably got bodies on bodies on top of ya Mami
Tsunami of souls call me Alucard
Never playing games, only taking names
What's Exodia to fucking magic cards
I'm a Food War to these Salad Bars
Make ya shorty wanna travel down The Snake Way
8 Gates leave a nigga spinning like a Beyblade
Someone gotta tell these fucking ningens that they ain't safe
Hiro, daka daka, no AK Rasengan invisible
Making the masses all vanish
Descend into madness like Grif with the Behelit savage
I'm Guts with the shits know I'm slashing

Grab your sword, tattered clothes
Battle with your battered soul
I see the moon, it's red and full
Gravitate its dreaded lull
I see the waves, I feel the pull
Bring the cattle to the cull
Berserkers loom, embedded mull
Summon the beheaded skulls
Grab your sword, tattered clothes
Battle with your battered soul
I see the moon, it's red and full
Gravitate its dreaded lull
I see the waves, I feel the pull
Bring the cattle to the cull
Berserkers loom, embedded mull
Summon the beheaded skulls



Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Kwan
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