Been on the Defense (interlude)
Sick of this shit
Every day we parallel mortality
Think your dead friends wouldn't go all in right now
You ever look at those stars over the ocean
We ain't shit dog
Who the fuck am I
I left home
I left love
But I got to be strong
It's not about me
At all
Momma said come home for santa
Mama
Got to tell you a lil sumthin
I luh ya, I love ya, I like love in abundance
I like uppers
I like grindin' for something
Shootin' shots then buckets
I like marijuana it led to
Lots of cuddlin'
Sometimes substance
I shot up from the bed cus my mind was bubblin
Time is runnin
I'm trying to run it
I can spy the summit
It's a mile away and my strides are crumbling
Sick and tired of fumbling
That reflection is humbling
I snicker and smirk, I know my time is coming
I know my time is coming
I know my rhymes are stunning
I I I
I I I
This is all divine becomings
Ayo I sat back for so long
I'm sick of the defense
I've been on the defense
I'm sick of the defense
I've been on the defense
I'm sick of the deep end
Sick of this shit
If I decide, to break monogamy
When I die, my soul
Won't have escape velocity
I shine my light the divine inside of me
Took a while, I was made a prodigy
Now it's time to embrace the God in me
Take what's viscerally
Pull that shit out of me
Take the bottle, place it beside of me
Create the model
And make it with alchemy
You can do anything
Just lose yourself
Every day we parallel mortality
Think your dead friends wouldn't go all in right now
You ever look at those stars over the ocean
We ain't shit dog
Who the fuck am I
I left home
I left love
But I got to be strong
It's not about me
At all
Momma said come home for santa
Mama
Got to tell you a lil sumthin
I luh ya, I love ya, I like love in abundance
I like uppers
I like grindin' for something
Shootin' shots then buckets
I like marijuana it led to
Lots of cuddlin'
Sometimes substance
I shot up from the bed cus my mind was bubblin
Time is runnin
I'm trying to run it
I can spy the summit
It's a mile away and my strides are crumbling
Sick and tired of fumbling
That reflection is humbling
I snicker and smirk, I know my time is coming
I know my time is coming
I know my rhymes are stunning
I I I
I I I
This is all divine becomings
Ayo I sat back for so long
I'm sick of the defense
I've been on the defense
I'm sick of the defense
I've been on the defense
I'm sick of the deep end
Sick of this shit
If I decide, to break monogamy
When I die, my soul
Won't have escape velocity
I shine my light the divine inside of me
Took a while, I was made a prodigy
Now it's time to embrace the God in me
Take what's viscerally
Pull that shit out of me
Take the bottle, place it beside of me
Create the model
And make it with alchemy
You can do anything
Just lose yourself
Credits
Writer(s): Dean Hanson
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