Sheesh

Up high up high
Down low down low
I tried to get one more
But I came in too slow
Why life's so cold I swear
I don't know
But I'll keep on trying to keep holding on

Been losing my grip on reality
Feel like I live in a fantasy
Yet to be labeled a champion
But feel like these rappers can't handle me
I am the chosen one Anakin
And you like a Sith on an Ambien
I promise I'm gunning for all of you
Just like a priest for a boy at The Vatican

Sheesh he's going mad again
Sheesh
He's back in his back again
Sheesh
With every line that he spit
We frozen in time like a mannequin
Flo be so sick it's a pathogen
I stay on point like a javelin
My power not even at maximum
We not the same we are an acronym

Up high up high
Down low down low
I tried to get one more
But I came in too slow
Why life's so cold I swear I don't know
But I'll keep on trying to keep holding on

Been slipping on keeping my sanity
I feel a great deal of apathy
These numbers ain't nothing but vanity
And fame ain't nothing but tragedy
I did not think of the gravity
How get to that money's been hammered in
It got me on 10 like Hamilton
Dead
President's on me like Jacqueline

Wow
Sheesh
He's going Madigan
Sheesh
He's back in his back again
Sheesh
With every line that he spit
We frozen in time like a mannequin
I made this song on accident
I hit recorded start rapping then
Something took over my body didn't know what was happening
It felt like a Ouija board Ableton
I even tried closing the app again
But as soon as I pulled it back up
My vocal chain back on the track again
I guess I'm a slave to tracking then
Possessing a great deal of acumen
Can't miss when you being this accurate
Can't pass on somebody this passionate
I'm moving like I got an amulet
I'm durable like I'm a laminate
These rappers behavior inadequate
They throw around cap like a graduate
Some of them really be talented
But working for Satan as advocates
I know it may not be intentional
But please don't bring it round me cause I won't be having it

Ahh man
He's going mad again
Sheesh
He's back in his back again
Sheesh
With every line that he spit
We frozen in time like a mannequin
I hold a bar up like a cabinet
My flow be so cold I can fan with it
I took the ball and I ran with it
Now we going to fill up the stands with it
Say

Up high up high
Down low down low
I tried to get one more
But I came in too slow
Why life's so cold I swear
I don't know
But I'll keep on trying to keep holding on

Loosing my grip on reality

Been loosing my grip on reality

Been loosing my grip on
Re aa e aa e aa e aa e aa e aa aa



Credits
Writer(s): Norman Deon Darnell Sanchez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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