Nin3t33n
Breathe, oh lord I knew it yeah I'm taking too much
Leave, is what you doing when you having enough
Please, hold me underneath the light of the sun
Weep, as the knife gets on to slashing your son
Oh I been thinking, I'm sinking
I'm caring about all the things I'm creating
The feelings amazing, when guns to spraying
And you dodging bullets the matrix
Ain't no escaping the power of god
Once you figure out who the creator
I been awaken, and spreading the faces
Of all the things you created
I don't even care
I don't even care
Go tell my parent
Yea its just my mom
Paying bills
She born to keep it strong
Daddy was a bitch
Going under dark like 5 percent
Overcover, wrapped in covers
Burning up I need to vent
I been stuck, on some thoughts
That I aint had way back when
You need to quit them drugs
Give it to me, go repent your sins
I know I need it, but aint no pills I take
It's something that's wrapped
Cause my blunt do the same thing
Them pills doc gave to you fact
Real rock this not rap
Never was an ounce of the cap
I aint even got to scream
I know you cant handle that
Ima put u in the pan fry you flat
Ima grab me this handle
They out of the park with this bat
Ima go to the league with these stats
You get it however u get it
I make this shit for the people
Everybody can't relate but all can approach the steeple
I'm breaking these phones call out evil
I'm stunting too hard like Knievel
Whole time I thought I was Morpheus
But I just learned that I'm Neo
Leave, is what you doing when you having enough
Please, hold me underneath the light of the sun
Weep, as the knife gets on to slashing your son
Oh I been thinking, I'm sinking
I'm caring about all the things I'm creating
The feelings amazing, when guns to spraying
And you dodging bullets the matrix
Ain't no escaping the power of god
Once you figure out who the creator
I been awaken, and spreading the faces
Of all the things you created
I don't even care
I don't even care
Go tell my parent
Yea its just my mom
Paying bills
She born to keep it strong
Daddy was a bitch
Going under dark like 5 percent
Overcover, wrapped in covers
Burning up I need to vent
I been stuck, on some thoughts
That I aint had way back when
You need to quit them drugs
Give it to me, go repent your sins
I know I need it, but aint no pills I take
It's something that's wrapped
Cause my blunt do the same thing
Them pills doc gave to you fact
Real rock this not rap
Never was an ounce of the cap
I aint even got to scream
I know you cant handle that
Ima put u in the pan fry you flat
Ima grab me this handle
They out of the park with this bat
Ima go to the league with these stats
You get it however u get it
I make this shit for the people
Everybody can't relate but all can approach the steeple
I'm breaking these phones call out evil
I'm stunting too hard like Knievel
Whole time I thought I was Morpheus
But I just learned that I'm Neo
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Writer(s): Gabriel Sa
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