Zone 2
You look at my generation like we disgust you
Look in the mirror and ask yourself who in the fuck did we look up
Tables turned on you how that feel
For these pains in my brain need more than a advill
I tell cash chill he ain't gotta clap steal
Not liking what i'm seeing just call it a bad film
These voices in my head bout loud as the pack is
All i ask is a spot on the rap tier
Afew bad hoes one to do my ad-libs
My fault man I'm high right now
High as a cloud couldn't lie right now
Talk to me when my high come down Talk to me when my high come down
I know this not what you prond to but it's some shit you can zone to
Hear the lyrics now you tryna figure a comparision
It ain't a diss but if the shoe fit you gotta wear it then
Tell it how it is exceed burriers
Go against Train now he gonna need a miracle
Stapped in the back for being a good simariton
Now I'm shitting on em i don't mean to seem erragent
No really i don't mean to seem erragent
But I'm going crazy momma think i need a therapist
Bout to rape the game for all that it's worth
Tim you ain't gotta mix this just call for a herse
Where the fiends get a check spend it all on the first
If he ball on the second then he fall on the third
All i ever really had was my balls and my word
Pause rewind see if you find a flaw in this verse
Lies fade over time but the real shit emerge
Success at my finger tips nigga i'm on the verge
Look in the mirror and ask yourself who in the fuck did we look up
Tables turned on you how that feel
For these pains in my brain need more than a advill
I tell cash chill he ain't gotta clap steal
Not liking what i'm seeing just call it a bad film
These voices in my head bout loud as the pack is
All i ask is a spot on the rap tier
Afew bad hoes one to do my ad-libs
My fault man I'm high right now
High as a cloud couldn't lie right now
Talk to me when my high come down Talk to me when my high come down
I know this not what you prond to but it's some shit you can zone to
Hear the lyrics now you tryna figure a comparision
It ain't a diss but if the shoe fit you gotta wear it then
Tell it how it is exceed burriers
Go against Train now he gonna need a miracle
Stapped in the back for being a good simariton
Now I'm shitting on em i don't mean to seem erragent
No really i don't mean to seem erragent
But I'm going crazy momma think i need a therapist
Bout to rape the game for all that it's worth
Tim you ain't gotta mix this just call for a herse
Where the fiends get a check spend it all on the first
If he ball on the second then he fall on the third
All i ever really had was my balls and my word
Pause rewind see if you find a flaw in this verse
Lies fade over time but the real shit emerge
Success at my finger tips nigga i'm on the verge
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Writer(s): Arterius E. Cox, Trayvon Jenkins
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