Consequentially
Consequentially
I found out people aint who they pretend to be
That's why I act like there's 10 of me
Cause they envy me
No hope of empathy
They just wanna empty me
No low key, they just wanna see the end of me
But I never let it get to me
I use my mind's weaponry as a remedy
Provide stress relief or through sex release
The angry vexed beast
Poetry... either way
You know I gotta check beats
They wait for you to blow up
Before they wanna show up
And they aint even grow up
It makes me wanna throw up
And maybe if she like my pic it make her wanna go nuts
And maybe if she like my dick it make her wanna go suck
In the whip spinning donuts, oh fuck
But you know what
You see
That's the problem
We don't talk about our problems
We just floss like we aint got em
Till our inner core rotten
And the love we had for others soon forgotten
It's common
We lose ourselves knockin on doors of the unconscious
And every small step of our regret could feel monstrous
Till we look back at the mountains of goals that we've accomplished
Had to let it breathe
Double check and read
The meaning in my message
The Messiahs on the Mezzanine
What the fuck that mean?
Lord of the Underground
Can't stop the rain
Lightning bolt through the thunder cloud
Sea tide rising, earth shake when I come around
No hands driving to a place where there's none allowed
And I don't wanna leave
I just wanna be
Free as a bird in the open sky
Lemme be
Just lemme be
Or Let it be
Cause I can't take another fake mother fucker's energy
Your girl been around
Then your girl gonna remember me
She in the "Mood for Love"
Might hit her with the Heavy D
Hypothetically
Realistically
The opinions of others never really meant shit to me
I guess it's in my genes
Son of an immigrant
Hardknock life
Most my life lived indigent
Handicapped
People wanna label me as indolent
But aint shit sweet cause if it was I got the insulin
Y'all still aint listening
The world pushed my life in a position where
Most people would have gave up or gave into it
I worked out my problems cause my heart seemed fit for it
It just is what it is
And it aint what it was
People change by the day
And stray away from the love
And go straight for the drugs
And go hang with the thugs
And start banging the sluts
Just because
And I jus wanna be free
As a bird in the open sky
Looking down to see
What's below me
Cause I feel like nobody really knows me
I found out people aint who they pretend to be
That's why I act like there's 10 of me
Cause they envy me
No hope of empathy
They just wanna empty me
No low key, they just wanna see the end of me
But I never let it get to me
I use my mind's weaponry as a remedy
Provide stress relief or through sex release
The angry vexed beast
Poetry... either way
You know I gotta check beats
They wait for you to blow up
Before they wanna show up
And they aint even grow up
It makes me wanna throw up
And maybe if she like my pic it make her wanna go nuts
And maybe if she like my dick it make her wanna go suck
In the whip spinning donuts, oh fuck
But you know what
You see
That's the problem
We don't talk about our problems
We just floss like we aint got em
Till our inner core rotten
And the love we had for others soon forgotten
It's common
We lose ourselves knockin on doors of the unconscious
And every small step of our regret could feel monstrous
Till we look back at the mountains of goals that we've accomplished
Had to let it breathe
Double check and read
The meaning in my message
The Messiahs on the Mezzanine
What the fuck that mean?
Lord of the Underground
Can't stop the rain
Lightning bolt through the thunder cloud
Sea tide rising, earth shake when I come around
No hands driving to a place where there's none allowed
And I don't wanna leave
I just wanna be
Free as a bird in the open sky
Lemme be
Just lemme be
Or Let it be
Cause I can't take another fake mother fucker's energy
Your girl been around
Then your girl gonna remember me
She in the "Mood for Love"
Might hit her with the Heavy D
Hypothetically
Realistically
The opinions of others never really meant shit to me
I guess it's in my genes
Son of an immigrant
Hardknock life
Most my life lived indigent
Handicapped
People wanna label me as indolent
But aint shit sweet cause if it was I got the insulin
Y'all still aint listening
The world pushed my life in a position where
Most people would have gave up or gave into it
I worked out my problems cause my heart seemed fit for it
It just is what it is
And it aint what it was
People change by the day
And stray away from the love
And go straight for the drugs
And go hang with the thugs
And start banging the sluts
Just because
And I jus wanna be free
As a bird in the open sky
Looking down to see
What's below me
Cause I feel like nobody really knows me
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Writer(s): Da Ze
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