Treacherous (feat. Apollo Klipse)

As I stare into this mirror
I see nothin' but fear of
A man full of terror
With all these tears in my eyes

For all this pain that I'm baring
How I'm suppose live again
With all this shame that I've given
It's too late to apologize

Dawg it can't be forgiven
Forgotten maybe
But that don't make no difference
Your decisions what got you here

You can't play as the victim
So I keep tellin' myself
What a horrible vision
But does he listen?
Of course not

He just fights his reflection
He might get hype on the mic
But in real life he's just flexing
This nine to five's just a lesson

Push your hustle to perfection
Your new profession's progression
Wit' this poetic dissection
Then resurrectin' respect in

In a place where it ain't expected
You can take away these pages
But you won't get the message
The receivers off the hook

No signal left to express when
It's all gone in seconds
Poof

So, here we go again
All this weight on my chest
I am breaking my neck
I am bleeding to death

So, here we go again
All this weight on my chest
I am breaking my neck
I am bleeding to death

I could come back in time
You would

I feel restless in the studio
Feel stressed in the booth but
You stand up on the podium
You judging me too

I could come back in time
But you would stab me the same
I could give you my heart
But you would set it in flames

I got the finger on the pin
You watch me go up in fumes
You will never see the road
I had to get through to you

I wear my heart up on my sleeve
I ain't tryna be rude
I could give you my boots
But you ain't fill up the shoes

Man I load up these pages with
All this rage that I am caged in
And all this weight of perfection loaded
On top of my intuitions

Stress of perfection
Kinda hampering my progression
Crushed under the pressure
Like a diamond, I am made yeh

I got my stare in your eyes
But you still missing the truth
You tryna call me a fool
I am just too deep in my grind

But this trauma left me paralyzed
My trust it's vandalized
Born a man I can't even cry
But I ain't gonna apologize

So, here we go again
All this weight on my chest
I am breaking my neck
I am bleeding to death

So, here we go again
All this weight on my chest
I am breaking my neck
I am bleeding to death



Credits
Writer(s): Stevan Robinson
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