Silence
I wanted to settle down be free, be free, be free
Feel the warmth from the sun I let it seep in me now I need, I need, I need
There ain't nobody to tell about it
There's no prescription that can heal it for me, for me, for me
I've been taking these drugs you should try it on me
On me, on me, on me, on me
Watch me turn into a twelve foot motherfucker raising hell
I ain't really tryna hear shit, close my eyes touch the brail
Pull up watch it burn in the cut raise the bar out the jail
I caught the wrath in the pit now it's off with his mutherfuckin head
And there's no way you can pull me out it
The tunnels closing on a one way street, street, street
Behind me there's all the past mistakes you don't know about, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
How do you want me to win?
Stuck in the fall like damn
It's cold like some free-on
What is he on, bright like neon
Night take the edge off
This going pay off
Game 7 playoff - fffface off
Bitches always come in between
Foot on the gas now we smelling the diesel
Feelings are red but the blue is Evisu
Watch me turn into a twelve foot motherfucker raising hell
I ain't really tryna hear shit, close my eyes touch the brail
Pull up watch it burn in the cut raise the bar out the jail
I caught the wrath in the pit now it's off with his mutherfuckin head
Feel the warmth from the sun I let it seep in me now I need, I need, I need
There ain't nobody to tell about it
There's no prescription that can heal it for me, for me, for me
I've been taking these drugs you should try it on me
On me, on me, on me, on me
Watch me turn into a twelve foot motherfucker raising hell
I ain't really tryna hear shit, close my eyes touch the brail
Pull up watch it burn in the cut raise the bar out the jail
I caught the wrath in the pit now it's off with his mutherfuckin head
And there's no way you can pull me out it
The tunnels closing on a one way street, street, street
Behind me there's all the past mistakes you don't know about, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
How do you want me to win?
Stuck in the fall like damn
It's cold like some free-on
What is he on, bright like neon
Night take the edge off
This going pay off
Game 7 playoff - fffface off
Bitches always come in between
Foot on the gas now we smelling the diesel
Feelings are red but the blue is Evisu
Watch me turn into a twelve foot motherfucker raising hell
I ain't really tryna hear shit, close my eyes touch the brail
Pull up watch it burn in the cut raise the bar out the jail
I caught the wrath in the pit now it's off with his mutherfuckin head
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Lum, Jack Laboz, Marc Mcbean
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