APOCALYPSE
Life's an apocalypse
Make me wanna smack a bitch
I jus need a lotta chip
Or a fuckin rocket ship
Take me far a fuckin way from this place that is
Always feelin desolate
Niggas gettin desperate
Baby come on over
Lemme show you what the ghetto is
Know that iss official when I'm droppin off this ghetto dick
Lately i been slippin n I think I need to get a grip
She said I be trippin n i think I need to let her live
Baby won't you go n hit my cellular phone
Lookin hella fine don't know why you alone
Like to call me daddy when you cum n moan
Want you by my side wakin up in the mornin
Dizzy til I die got more wave then the ocean
Opened up my eyes now I feel like I'm floatin
Swallowin my pride n it feels like I'm choxkin
Ian mean to be dramatic
I grew up as an asthmatic
My ass dropped outta college
My major was mathematics
Tried to focus on my work
But really I couldn't stand it
I jus rather go to work
I figured that I would manage
God done threw me through the ringer
Still came out believin
I been smokin on sativas
Yellin onomatopoeia
When you trust your deceived
Times been blowin through the breeze
I been blowin on some trees
Burnin beats to fourth degree
Everything's been hittin me
can't touch me physically
Might need a eulogy
Iss tryna get rid of me
Ian fallin to these demons
The devil can't even reach me
I grew up around a preacher
And into a public speaker
I never needed a feature
I let it all out for leisure
I'm Dizzy iss nice to meet ya
You Got a problem then keep it
You ought to know I don't need it
Be quiet a giants sleepin
Be wise and find reason
I'm wise beyond my years
N strong behind the tears
Calm in front of fear
Conquered all ideas
This songs for you to hear
I found some time to heal
So open up yo ears
Iss somethin you can feel
Cuz I found a beat to kill
Make me wanna smack a bitch
I jus need a lotta chip
Or a fuckin rocket ship
Take me far a fuckin way from this place that is
Always feelin desolate
Niggas gettin desperate
Baby come on over
Lemme show you what the ghetto is
Know that iss official when I'm droppin off this ghetto dick
Lately i been slippin n I think I need to get a grip
She said I be trippin n i think I need to let her live
Baby won't you go n hit my cellular phone
Lookin hella fine don't know why you alone
Like to call me daddy when you cum n moan
Want you by my side wakin up in the mornin
Dizzy til I die got more wave then the ocean
Opened up my eyes now I feel like I'm floatin
Swallowin my pride n it feels like I'm choxkin
Ian mean to be dramatic
I grew up as an asthmatic
My ass dropped outta college
My major was mathematics
Tried to focus on my work
But really I couldn't stand it
I jus rather go to work
I figured that I would manage
God done threw me through the ringer
Still came out believin
I been smokin on sativas
Yellin onomatopoeia
When you trust your deceived
Times been blowin through the breeze
I been blowin on some trees
Burnin beats to fourth degree
Everything's been hittin me
can't touch me physically
Might need a eulogy
Iss tryna get rid of me
Ian fallin to these demons
The devil can't even reach me
I grew up around a preacher
And into a public speaker
I never needed a feature
I let it all out for leisure
I'm Dizzy iss nice to meet ya
You Got a problem then keep it
You ought to know I don't need it
Be quiet a giants sleepin
Be wise and find reason
I'm wise beyond my years
N strong behind the tears
Calm in front of fear
Conquered all ideas
This songs for you to hear
I found some time to heal
So open up yo ears
Iss somethin you can feel
Cuz I found a beat to kill
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Rutledge
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